"Who called him disobedient? said before that he would charge him 300 yuan a month, but this guy can't live or die, he doesn't abide by the rules of the road, and he doesn't eat and drink. Don't be verbose, get the money. "The mustache is getting a little impatient.

"Brother, let's discuss, 200, we'll give."

"Sending a meal away? Didn't you see that we have so many brothers? The mustache pointed to a group of people behind him.

"Brother, let's discuss." Zhang Wei lowered his profile.

"I see that you still know something, so let's do it, you take 500 yuan, and today is over, and you should invite these brothers to dinner." The mustache finally gave in.

"Why should we give them money? Still unreasonable? Chen Zhihao suddenly spoke.

"You're still hard-mouthed, now I've changed my mind, increase the size, 1000 yuan, not a single point!"

"Not a single point." Chen Zhihao went up directly.

"Chen Zhihao, can't you say one less word?"

"Zhang Wei, tell me, why do we give them the hard-earned money we earn?"

"Don't give it, brothers, grab the clothes." As soon as the mustache spoke, the thugs behind him began to move.

"Don't take your clothes, you have something to say." Zhang Wei hurriedly stopped.

When a few thugs saw Zhang Wei pressing the big bag of clothes, they got up and lifted the rack where the clothes were hung and left.

"Stop, whoever wants to be presumptuous anymore will be welcome." Seeing them so unreasonable, Zhang Wei was so angry that his blood boiled.

"Hey, how about running into another one who doesn't know how thick the sky is? Want to practice? The young man said as he waved his bright knife, and the thugs in the back pulled out their daggers.

Chen Zhihao said: "Don't mess around, we are both soldiers, special forces." ”

In order to be able to shock them, Chen Zhihao moved out all the special forces.

The mustache laughed: "A soldier, you are still a soldier?" Also special forces? Don't pee and take pictures, what do you look like a soldier? Today I'm fighting you, a soldier. ”

The mustache waved his hand as he spoke, but Chen Zhihao didn't watch out, and hit him on the nose at once, and a stream of blood immediately flowed down.

Zhang Wei was on fire, his brain was hot, he didn't think about anything, and he didn't care what the consequences were, so he flew up and kicked at the mustache.

He used seven or eight points of strength for this kick, and he can kick off a two-centimeter-thick wooden board with five points of strength during training.

The mustache never dreamed that Zhang Wei would strike first, and he didn't have the awareness to take precautions at all, how could he stand this kick on his chest?

Immediately, his body flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

The mustache was so painful that he rolled on the ground holding his chest, and he shouted angrily: "Flatten him, flatten him for me!" ”

Several thugs took knives and sticks and immediately surrounded them.

Zhang Wei was afraid that they would hurt Chen Zhihao with a knife, so he said to him: "You stand aside, and I can deal with a few of them alone." ”

"We are all brothers, we have blessings and hardships, I can't watch the show." Chen Zhihao just didn't leave, it seems that he wants to take revenge with a punch.

"Then you're standing behind me." Zhang Wei said and pulled Chen Zhihao behind him, and then put on a posture of white crane wings.

Seeing Zhang Wei posing, these seven or eight thugs didn't know where Zhang Wei came from, and just now they saw the boss being kicked away, and no one dared to move forward.

"Why don't you do it, go back and see if I don't skin you." The mustache shouted.

Hearing the boss speak, a guy who didn't know the depth waved the dagger in his hand and stabbed him.

Zhang Wei didn't dodge, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the guy's wrist with lightning speed.

With a little force, only a "click" was heard, and the guy sat on the ground with his wrists covered and screamed, and the dagger fell to the ground.

"Come with me!" The mustache shouted loudly.

Hearing the shouts of the mustache, the remaining few people rushed up.

If you change to someone else, it will be useless, because they all have murder weapons in their hands, and if they don't get it right, they will be injured.

I saw Zhang Wei sweeping his legs, and these people sat on the ground "plopping", covering their ankles and screaming one by one.

Zhang Wei was too anxious to sweep the hall leg just now, he didn't grasp the strength well, and he used too much force, I'm afraid that the feet and necks of these guys will be broken.

When Zhang Wei was fighting with them, there was already a group of people around him, and at first they all sweated for Zhang Wei and Chen Zhihao, but they didn't expect that in just a few minutes, this group of ruffians and hooligans were lying on the ground one by one.

"Good!" I don't know who shouted, and everyone around them applauded.

"Beat them hard, they are bullying the market here, doing a lot of evil, this time it can be regarded as planting."

These thugs were hugging the injured parts and shouting in pain, and they didn't care about the onlookers at all, and if anyone dared to talk to them like this, they would definitely go up and beat them up.

At this time, I heard someone outside the crowd suddenly shouting: "The police are coming." ”

Sure enough, after a while, several policemen pushed aside the crowd and came to Zhang Wei.

"Is it you guys fighting in groups?" The policeman who took the lead asked.

"It's not us, it's them." Zhang Wei replied.

"Isn't it all the same? You gathered a crowd to fight, seriously disrupted social order, and took them all to the police station. "The police ordered.

There was no way, Zhang Wei had to follow the police, whether it was right or wrong, the confession had to be kept.

The group was wounded, the least injured was the one with a broken wrist, who had to walk with his mustache, and the others were injured in one foot, so they had to walk with a grunt.

The policeman's car was parked on the side of the road, and when he saw that there were too many people to sit down, the police called and called another car.

The mustache sat in the first car, and the gangsters couldn't squeeze in, and the remaining three had to sit in the car where Zhang Wei was sitting.

Seeing Zhang Wei's angry face, several thugs were worried that Zhang Wei would beat them and didn't dare to get into the car.

"Why don't you come up?" A police officer scolded.

"I'm afraid he'll hit someone." The thug looked up at Zhang Wei and said.

"With me, he can still eat you, come up." The policeman shouted.

The three thugs got into the car in fear.

The two cars quickly drove to the police station, and they were taken to a large room with an older policeman sitting behind the desk, apparently the head of the police station.

"Tell me what's going on with you?" The leader slapped the table and said.

The mustache wailed in pain, pointed at Zhang Wei and said to the police: "Comrade policeman, he bought and sold by force, and if we didn't buy him, he beat us and injured us all, comrade policeman, you have to be the master for us." ”

This guy seems to be a frequent visitor to the police station, and when he comes in, he has a face that the wicked person sues first, and he is very skilled.