Chapter 1308: Lessons

"No, the bank card was entrusted to me by Miss Zihan, we have to return it to others......" The middle-aged woman looked anxious, she knew her son's virtue.

"Zihan's?" Zhao Qingchen's eyes suddenly lit up.

Of course he knew Zihan, and he had also fought Zihan's idea. It's just that later he found out that there are people on the road who often come and go, and one of them has a good relationship with her.

He gave up because he knew the identity of the person.

It was the one who covered the sky, a member of JN's biggest gang, and if he dared to touch Zihan, he had no doubt that the other party would cut him in half with a knife!

However, now that Zihan is gone, the relationship between her and Shatian will naturally be broken.

At this time, he didn't associate the two immortal couple-like young men in front of him with Shatian at all!

"Then I can't give it even more! I have to check my sister Zihan! Hey, I said, who are you two? Why have I never seen you? Zhao Qingchen raised his chin and tried his best to show the gangsterism on his body to deter the other party.

Han Yu said calmly: "Zihan is my sister!" ”

"And what's your last name? What is it called? Zhao Qingchen pouted disdainfully. If it weren't for the beauty of the girls around him, I'm afraid he would suspect that this guy wanted to pursue Zihan.

"I can't tell you this! There are 30,000 yuan in that card, which was left to me by Zihan! Han Yu said lightly.

Zhao Qingchen's eyes suddenly flashed with greed.

30,000 yuan!

, it's done. I didn't expect my mother to be very simple, she actually hid 30,000 yuan behind her back, well, I have to interrogate her well in a while, and see if there is any private money that I don't know!

He pursed his lips slightly, and tightened the bank card in his hand.

"What you said was for you, is it for you? Tell me, what is the password? Zhao Qingchen said in a strange way.

Han Yu seemed to be defenseless, and said softly: "Six ones!" ”

"Are you a liar? With such a password? Zhao Qingchen said angrily.

Han Yu Zhengse said: "If you don't believe it, you can check it out." Although such a password is simple, it is even more unthinkable to ordinary people. So, it's safer! ”

When Zhao Qingchen saw his appearance, he believed a little in his heart. This Yashabi, so easily told herself the password? Hehe, what a deception.

However, when he caught a glimpse of Mo Yuxin, his eyes once again showed a trace of undisguised greed: "If you want me to give you the card, you can do it, but you want this sister next to you to have a meal with me!" How about 30,000 yuan for a meal, isn't it? After all, I've kept it for you for so long, and I have to work hard without credit, right? ”

As he spoke, Zhao Qingchen glanced at the little brothers next to him, and the little brothers suddenly showed a lewd smile. Dine? At that time, it was better to take drugs. Zhao Qingchen showed them that he got a kind of medicinal powder, and it is said that no kind of sister can resist it!

"Eat with me? You don't deserve it yet! Han Yu shook his head slightly, and his calm voice spat out.

The look on Zhao Qingchen's face couldn't help but pause: "What did you say?" ”

"Big brother, he said you don't deserve it!" A yellow-haired man next to him leaned over and whispered.

"I'm damn you're paralyzed, I'm not deaf!" Zhao Qingchen gave him a slap with his backhand and scolded viciously. Only then did he turn his head and stare at Han Yu and said, "Grandson, you haven't fucking been familiar with this place yet, have you?" Lao Tzu asked you to invite you to dinner, that is to give you face. Do you believe that I will depose you now? ”

The corners of Han Yu's mouth hooked slightly, and a cold arc jumped on it, and the air around him seemed to be sticky: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have imagined that there really is a scumbag like you in this world!" If I don't teach you a lesson, I'm afraid you'll think that there is no justice in this world! ”

Han Yu walked straight to the side, helped Zhao Qingchen's mother up, and said lightly: "Cigarette holder, don't kill it!" ”

At the door, the fat man and the cigarette holder who didn't know when they had come over were standing there. Hearing this, the cigarette holder immediately walked out and walked towards Zhao Qingchen and them step by step.

"Still with a helper? What do you want? I'll tell you......"

Zhao Qingchen's expression changed, and he couldn't help but take a step back. The cigarette holder has killed people, and the murderous aura is awe-inspiring at this time, but it is not something they can bear!

As soon as his words fell, the cigarette holder over there grabbed a yellow hair, grabbed his head and pulled it down, and the knee of his right leg was raised upward, and the two collided together.

Bang!

When the cigarette holder let go of his hand, the yellow hair fell to the ground with a snort, covering his face with both hands, and convulsed! Blood flowed out from between his hands, obviously, even if the bridge of his nose was not broken, he was afraid that he would be two centimeters shorter in the future.

"Come on, give it to me!"

Seeing that the cigarette holder was about to step forward again, Zhao Qingchen hurriedly took a step back and scolded repeatedly.

"Brother Chen......"

Seeing the power of the cigarette holder, the little gangsters looked frightened, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while.

"Damn, go up there and them for me. Lao Tzu invites you to a big meal, two hundred yuan per person! I'm ......" Zhao Qingchen looked at the little brother next to him with some annoyance, kicked it, and made a wish.

Hearing that there was delicious food and money to take, the courage of those gangsters rebounded significantly.

Two of them went to the side to find a wine bottle, and two of them rushed up with their bare hands. Zhao Qingchen took out a knife from his hand, a violent look flashed in his eyes, and then he also pounced.

The cigarette holder is used to deal with a few thugs, which is naturally an anti-aircraft gun to fight mosquitoes, which is overkill. I saw him slap twice, turning the two thugs around twice, and before he could react, he pulled and bumped together.

The remaining two people had just raised the beer bottle they were holding, and the leg of the cigarette holder had already met it.

Bang, the wine bottle was broken, the leg of the cigarette holder appeared in his eyes, and the little brother's body of more than 100 pounds, like a stone, fell to the ground hard. The ground slammed into the ground.

Then, on one side, another bottle grazed his shoulder, hitting the wall next to him. Before the other party could react, the cigarette holder reached out, hooked the kid's neck, and then bent his waist and threw him hard. A foot on his chest.

At this time, Zhao Qingchen's knife also came closer.

It's a pity that when it comes to playing with knives, he is too far behind. The cigarette holder grabbed his wrist and slowly pressed towards his own neck.

Zhao Qingchen used both hands, his face turned red, but he could only watch the blade get closer and closer to his neck!

It was as if the one hand that held his arm was cast of steel.

Bang!

He was punched in the chest, and the strength of his body suddenly dispersed. The knife was also tightly pressed against his neck.

"No, don't!" The middle-aged woman was stunned by this scene, and had just reacted at this time. He saw a knife stabbing at his son. She struggled to step forward.

The cigarette holder was still calm, and he raised his leg and kicked Zhao Qingchen's leg unceremoniously, making him kneel.

Feeling the murderous intent in his neck, Zhao Qingchen's face turned pale.

"No, don't kill me!" After all, he is a gangster, how can he resist the threat of death? So, I couldn't help but beg for mercy.

Han Yu handed over the Zhao mother to Mo Yuxin, slowly walked to the table in front of Zhao Qingchen and sat down, picked up the teapot and poured a cup, slowly took a sip, and then said: "A fatherless and motherless person like you, killing you, I'm not interested!" These little brothers of yours also have a very strong relationship with you. Well, if one of them is willing to give you a little bit of his finger, then you can all leave! ”

Han Yu quietly held the teacup and turned slightly: "Who wants to?" ”

Those five or six guys didn't dare to hum at this time, their faces were pale, but no one was willing to speak! At this time, the fat man had already appeared at the door. The huge body almost blocked the entire faΓ§ade.

Needless to say, the sheer deterrent power alone is enough to deter these thugs.

"It looks like you're not very popular!" Han Yu shook his head with some regret: "Cigarette holder, kill him!" ”

"Yes!" The cigarette holder, which had been indifferent, answered quietly, and a gloomy cold light flashed in his eyes. Don't hesitate to do it.

Zhao Qingchen was really scared, he had an intuition that the person in front of him could really kill people and dare to kill. Therefore, he screamed: "Don't, devil, I usually treat you best, good brother, you save your brother......"

"Ah Hai, brother, I treat you well, right? You can't die without help, can you? That time I drank, you said that you would go up the knife mountain and go down the oil pot for me......"

"Big Tiger, we've been together for the longest time, you save me......"

Every thug he looked at turned his head to the side. Others simply bowed their heads and didn't look at him.

Zhao Qingchen was cold, he never thought that these guys who usually bragged to him and made wishes and circled around him were so unplanted! When he bullies people, aren't they all quite violent? Now, if you move seriously, you will pee?

"I didn't expect your relationship to be so deep! Looks like I need to think about what to do with you! Han Yu's eyes swept over the little gangsters.

The girl suddenly trembled and said busily: "Don't get me wrong, we don't know him well!" ”

"Yes, we didn't want to do anything with you, he forced us to do it!"

"He forced those bad things too?" Han Yu snorted coldly.

A few thugs nodded again and again, as if they were afraid that they would be affected if it was too late. Several people chattered about all the pickles they had done in the past, and all of them were pressed on Zhao Qingchen's head. One by one, they swore and cursed, all in all, they and Zhao Qingchen were immortal enemies!