Chapter Forty-Nine: Hands-on

Qi Weiwei still remembered the back that blocked her gun, the same straight back, the same thin, but as always, gave her an inexplicable sense of security.

Biting his lower lip, Qi Weiwei felt an inexplicable sourness and weirdness in his heart, looking at the front of himself and his mother, tears couldn't stop flowing.

The pain in her heart was like cutting with a knife, she knew the countless scars on Zhang Qi's back, and she also knew that one of them was because of herself, but she didn't expect that this guy would stand up for his mother.

How much responsibility does this boy have to bear, and how much pain he endures.

"Mom......" called in the lowest voice, Qi Weiwei put his head on Zhao Yajing's head, and the hearts of the two of them were raised to their throats.

"Baby, it's okay, good." Pretending to smile calmly, Zhao Yajing looked at Zhang Qi and felt that her eyes were a little sour.

After all, she is just a woman, and she has a lot of things on her shoulders, even if she is not a strong woman, she has to become a strong woman.

Every day when she goes out early and returns late, in the face of the passive sabotage of her subordinates, and in the face of the deception of her peers, Zhao Yajing is very tired, but she has been holding on, she knows that she can't fall, no matter how tired she is, she must persevere.

A family without a man is like a sky, and what Zhao Yajing strives to support is only a piece of land under her feet.

Like now, looking at the group of bandits and hooligans who are surrounding him, if there is a man in the family, I am afraid that the other party will not be so arrogant.

Of course, what Zhao Yajing really didn't expect was that Zhang Qi, a boy, would stand in front of him and carry the banner of his own for himself.

Looking at the boy in front of her, Zhao Yajing gently held Qi Weiwei's arm, and the mother and daughter snuggled together, waiting for the verdict of fate.

"Huh? What are you? ”

I have to say that Zhang Qi's appearance is really a bit disappointing, several men didn't take Zhang Qi in their eyes at first, after all, the big beauty came out and went around for so long and he was in the car, and nine times out of ten he was a timid man.

"I'm not here to persuade you, everyone is angry and rich, right?" Zhang Qi rubbed his hands and said.

There was no look of horror on his smiling face, and Zhang Qi said quietly, as if he was teaching a few people.

"Harmony makes money? If you get out of here now, we can still be harmonious, if you don't get out, I'm afraid we won't be able to get angry! On the side, another man said with a sneer.

"Boy, don't learn to get out of your head before you grow up, there are some things that you can't control, get out of my field of vision now, or I'll pick out your eyeballs."

Seeing Zhang Qi stubbornly standing in place without dodging the slightest bit of the momentum, the four men couldn't help but surround Zhang Qi.

"I really advise you not to do it." Rolling his eyes, Zhang Qi found that he looked a little pale no matter what he said, and spread his hands helplessly.

"Still pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? Lao Tzu asked you to pretend to be enough! The man in the lead looked at Zhang Qi spread his hands, and without saying a word, he threw a punch towards Zhang Qi's face, but the next moment he found that the place where he swung his fist was empty.

"Huh?" Withdrawn his fist in surprise, before the man could speak, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, accompanied by a crackling sound of bones, and the whole person suddenly let out a miserable scream.

"Ahh My arm! The voice was like killing a pig, and the creepy voice made the other three men stunned, and then rushed towards Zhang Qi for the first time.

No one expected that Zhang Qi would directly explain one of them to each other.

You must know that these few people who touched porcelain here used to be auto mechanics, not to mention anything else, and their physical strength alone may not be inferior to that of two or three white-collar workers.

"Boy, I'm going to kill you!" The second person rushed over directly, still holding the hemp rope that had been prepared for the trailer in his hand, and threw it towards Zhang Qi's face.

If it is implemented this time, I am afraid that half of Zhang Qi's face will be torn apart.

Now that it has entered winter, the cold wind is like a knife, and the originally rough face will definitely be unbearable if it is brought like this.

Zhao Yajing and Qi Weiwei exclaimed at the same time, and closed their eyes in unison.

They could only secretly pray in their hearts that the defenseless Zhang Qi could block this blow.

"Bang!"

Finally, the hemp rope was still drawn, Qi Wei felt his heart tremble, and hurriedly looked up, only to see that Zhang Qi had grabbed the horse with one hand, and at the same time an elbow hit the other party's throat.

This time it's even more ruthless than before.

Under the blow, this guy not only got off the hemp rope, but the whole person seemed to have difficulty even breathing, and fell directly to the ground, rolling on the ground holding his throat.

The remaining two people seemed to know that they were kicking on the iron plate, and rushed towards Qi Weiwei and Zhao Yajing for the first time, but they felt a strong surge, and the whole person flew out of the body uncontrollably and smashed on the man whose arm was removed.

Suddenly there was another scream like killing a pig.

Crisp and neat, solve four people in three moves.

Zhang Qi took out the hemp rope in his hand and trapped three of them, then grinned and walked over to look at the pale face of the man in charge.

I have to say that the man at this moment is really scared, he didn't expect Zhang Qi to have such good skills, the four of them are simply not the best of the best.

In the past, several people also encountered the main of competition, and even one of them had learned sanda, but he still lost money honestly after being covered by a few people.

But Zhang Qi, a master who lost his combat effectiveness with one blow, had never seen it.

Swallowing dryly, the man glanced at the three brothers trapped in the distance, and smiled with difficulty.

"Brother, you don't have to pay compensation, it's all our fault, let's discuss anything." The man said with difficulty, but his eyes still glanced at Zhao Yajing and Qi Weiwei in the distance.

"Smack!" A slap was slapped the other party's face, Zhang Qi squinted and rubbed his reddened palm, squinting at the other party.

Nosebleeds poured out instantly, and the man felt as if half of his face had been hit by a train, and his tongue was numb at the root of his speech.

"Brother, don't fight, let's not do it." The face of the slap is crooked, and the man has a big tongue when he speaks.

"Don't do it? Did I say don't do it before? What the fuck are you not listening to? Raising his eyebrows, Zhang Qi pestled the man's head.

"Smack!"

Another slap, and the man's snot was pumped out.

"Brother, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I lost money. We're losing money. The man in charge said with a handful of snot and tears, in the cold winter and the moon, after these two slaps, he felt that his face had completely lost consciousness.

"Smack!"

Zhang Qi ignored the other party, slapped him again, and saw that the other party's face was completely swollen, and he snorted twice in his mouth.

"Are you wondering why Lao Tzu is staring at your left cheek?" Pinching the swollen left side of his face, Zhang Qi asked with a solemn smile.

"Not ......"

"Smack!"

A slap on the left side of his face again, Zhang Qi couldn't help but shrink his hand and said, "Because the back of my hand hurts too much!" ”