Chapter 34 Lost Heavenly Conscience

In Wanshang Street, Linhai City, the bustling crowd seems to be chaotic, and even in winter, there is still no feeling of being inaccessible.

This is not Beijing or Shanghai, whether it is Zhongshan or Lin Hai, or even Wende City, it will not be said that there are still a large number of people hanging outside in the middle of the night.

The streets are not brightly lit, and the occasional street lamp or two on the side of the road is still dutifully illuminating the whole street, but it is still dark like an abyss.

In the crowd, people with dark skin and like gorillas kept shuttling, laughing and making loud noises, without any sense of public morality.

These are all blacks, and it is even said that the entire Wanshang street has been occupied by blacks.

Occasionally one or two yellow-skinned human heads flashed, but they were also quickly drowned in a torrent of black.

The garbage on the floor, the excrement everywhere, and even the faint gasps of men and women on the street corners, all these incompatible scenes indicate a problem.

Wanshang Street fell and became a black colony.

It's not that the blacks are strong, it's that the locals can't adapt to their stationing, and they look like extremists, even the police don't bother to care.

In the crowd, a young man with a peaked cap walked slowly, looking at the streets on both sides from time to time, a pair of indifferent eyes and the noise were clearly distinguished.

"I really don't know where to start......," the young man sighed, and found a restaurant to sit down, but there was no waiter to serve the food for half a day.

The young man was naturally Zhang Qi, and after sorting out the materials for a day, he had already begun to intervene in the problem of a large number of blacks coming.

Knocking on the chopsticks in his hand, Zhang Qi picked up the wine bottle on the table next to him and threw it on the ground, which attracted the attention of many people.

"You're looking for trouble?" A thin black man walked over, looking at Zhang Qi with white teeth like a skeleton and asked.

With abrupt eyes and sunken cheeks, Zhang Qi knew at a glance that Lu Dao was definitely overindulged and riddled with evil diseases, and pursed his lips in disgust.

To be honest, in Zhang Qi's view, the only difference between blacks and dogs is that dogs eat, and blacks don't eat it.

Although it is somewhat subjective, it is indeed true for Zhang Qi.

Looking at this black man, Zhang Qi was like seeing a leprosy dog with sores on his eyes.

"I've been waiting for a long time and no one has served the food, are you blind?" Naturally, he can still be kind to the Chinese Zhang Qi, but for these black people, this guy's anger cannot be suppressed at all.

He didn't even have the heart to tease them.

The black man looked at Zhang Qi's tone and was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, didn't speak, and turned his head to the side.

Although this area has been occupied by them, it is inevitable that a few bosses will come to poach bodyguards, and the greater the temper, the more respectful these blacks will be.

This kind of servility in his bones Zhang Qi has long known the Tao, after all, he was only eighteen years old when he dealt with black people.

"Hello sir, we were at a party just now, would you like to come and join us?"

After about ten minutes, a black man in a suit walked over and smiled modestly, but his eyes looked Zhang Qi up and down, with a little suspicion in his eyes.

They are simple-minded and can't tell the difference between rich and poor, and Zhang Qi's outfit just makes him a little suspicious.

"Parties? Attend. Frowning, Zhang Qi originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he agreed.

Hearing Zhang Qi speak, the black man's face smiled obviously, and then he stretched out his hand like a chimpanzee, with a somewhat flattering smile on his face.

"Lead the way." Taking out one of the hundred-yuan bills from a stack, Zhang Qi said indifferently, while the black man nodded busily and walked towards the party room with Zhang Qi.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Qi smelled the unique body odor of black people, his nose was sore, he almost didn't cry, he rubbed his spicy eyes and turned his head to leave, but he saw a few yellow-skinned figures in the corner.

Several yellow-skinned figures seemed to curl up together and hide in the corner, Zhang Qi was far away and in the dim relationship, he could only vaguely see a pair of pink sneakers, and the other was a pair of whitewashed jeans.

With an eyebrow raised, Zhang Qi glanced at the black man, who showed a playful smile and clapped his hands at Zhang Qi.

"I'll go around by myself, you go get busy." Waving his hand impatiently, Zhang Qi really couldn't lift the mood of these chimpanzees, but walked through the crowd towards the yellow-skinned figure.

It's hard to imagine that there are more than one or two yellow people in such a messy place.

Zhang Qi pushed away the crowd and walked a distance of five or six meters, and he had already seen no less than five yellow-skinned figures, all of them, all of them were women, and they were the kind of women in their thirties and forties.

The wore heavy makeup, wore coquettish clothes and bewitching skirts, and swayed in the dim light with a glorious face.

There is no need to guess what Zhang Qi knows what these people do, women in their thirties and forties have a strong demand for desire, and most men in China are not too interested in women of this age, and it is difficult for them to be truly satisfied.

And these blacks are not picky eaters, and in their own country, even a female orangutan will hold down and poke twice.

Although these Chinese women are shriveled and not as open as black women, they are also less developed, and for black people who can't even eat, they are naturally happy to have the opportunity to vent.

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, so naturally one shot two and embarrassed.

Zhang Qi was just indifferent to this phenomenon, and quickly walked through the crowd to the red skate shoes he saw just now, and his pupils subconsciously shrank.

In the corner, four girls were looking around in horror.

The mouth was all caught, all eight hands were tied to the corner railing, and the feet were also tied.

Although the clothes on the body did not fall apart, some messy hair clearly indicated that the four girls did not come on their own initiative.

A face seemed to be filled with ink, Zhang Qi's face instantly darkened, looked at the black people who were writhing around, squatted down gently, and waved his hand at the girl in red shoes.

"Woo ......"

The girl shook her head in horror, her big misty eyes were full of fear, as if she was afraid that Zhang Qi would do something to her.

The hand stopped, Zhang Qi looked at the other party quietly, until the other party quieted down, and gently stretched out his hand.

This time the girl didn't shake her head, watching Zhang Qi gently stretch her hand to her face, half-closed eyes and eyelashes blinking.

"Hiss......" Zhang Qi killed the seal that sealed the girl's mouth, and then crumpled it up and threw it aside, looking at the chaotic surroundings, not worrying about others coming to inquire.

The girl was already a little stupid with fright, tears were falling from her eyes, looking at Zhang Qi and thinking that she was going to save them, she was about to shout when she opened her mouth, but Zhang Qi covered her mouth.

"Tell me what's going on, don't worry." Zhang Qi comforted her and asked.

The indifferent words seemed to have a calming effect, which made the girl quiet a little, and the other girls also calmed down, looking at Zhang Qi with a little begging in their eyes.

"Our classmates said they were going to party together, and we were brought over by a couple of boys in the class, and then they left, and we were arrested and put here." The girl kept sobbing.

Zhang Qi nodded and motioned for her to continue.

"They tied me up and said I was going to make a game later, it seems to be a big Russian turntable, we don't understand it, I have an exam tomorrow, and I haven't gone home to review it......" The girl in the red shoes couldn't help but cry.

"If you cry again, I'll stick it to you." said a word helplessly, and as soon as Zhang Qi's words fell, the girl's crying immediately stopped abruptly.

"You're students in Linhai City?" Zhang Qi asked softly.

"Well, Linhai Vocational High School, brother, who are you?" The girl looks average, but Zhang Qi is comfortable to look at.

After all, with a large group of, occasionally seeing one or two yellow-skinned little girls, it feels no worse than seeing a goddess.

"Zhongshan City, okay, you stay here, I'll come to you later......" patting the little girl's head, Zhang Qi tore off the seals of the other three people.

At the very least, let the four of them catch their breath first, and give them some strength to go home later.

"Brother, can you take us away?" A little girl who had just torn the seal asked with a sad face.

"Yes." With a faint word, Zhang Qi stood up with a smile, but his eyes were as cold as a blade.

The Russian turntable, thanks to these, they are really not afraid of evil!

Zhang Qi knew about this game as early as when he was on a mission in a foreign country, and extravagant foreigners would specifically find sluts to be firing pins, and more than a dozen men and one woman would go together.

Everyone takes turns, and whoever comes out first pays, because in this game, Zhang Qi almost didn't beat all the blacks in the whole town into pandas.

And now that they are going to do such unconscionable things to these four unemployed female students, you can imagine how angry he is now.

Zhang Qi stared at the black people around him who were shaking their bodies, and slowly walked towards an empty microphone on the high platform.

"Sir, it's not allowed to go up here, and soon the Russian turntable will begin, and you're going to perform on it." A black bodyguard stopped Zhang Qi, and the stiff Chinese and attitude made Zhang Qi sneer.

"Can't I go up and say a few words?" Zhang Qi asked, hugging his shoulders.

"I'm a little embarrassed." The black man looked Zhang Qi up and down, and the performance was casually on stage at first, but he felt that the yellow race was as easy to deceive as a fool.

"Embarrassed? Let me help you think of a way not to be embarrassed? Zhang Qi touched his trouser pocket and said with a smile.

"Absolutely." The black man nodded, his eyes a little expectant.

"Go back to your father's eggs and let him keep you in the body of the pig, and you won't know how to be embarrassed." With a cold snort, Zhang Qi raised his feet and kicked the other party directly to the stage with a flying kick.