"Slap", this slap is so crisp and loud that even passers-by on the side feel pain when they hear it.

Aunt Lan closed her eyes tightly, originally thinking that Huang Mao's slap would definitely not be able to dodge, after all, Huang Mao was young and strong, but until the slap fell for a few seconds, she didn't feel the pain of being pumped, so she trembled her eyelashes and opened her eyes, and saw Huang Mao covering her face, the expression on her face was even more ugly than eating.

"Which of my Cao Nyima's grandsons pumped me?"

Huang Mao was so angry that he almost jumped up, paralyzed to know that he was obviously going to slap Aunt Lan just now, but he didn't expect that his hand hadn't slapped it yet, and he was slapped on the face by someone else.

This slap directly made his whole body a little confused, he turned his head and grabbed the collar of the younger brother closest to him, and roared angrily: "Why are you pumping me when you are paralyzed?" ”

"Big brother, I didn't smoke it."

This little brother is called a wronged person in his heart, he was almost scared to pee when Huang Mao grabbed his collar, even if he gave him ten guts, he wouldn't dare to slap Huang Mao, unless he really didn't want to mix.

"Which grandson smoked me? Stand up and see if I don't smoke you! Huang Mao curled his neck and scolded angrily, looking obviously completely angry.

"I smoked!"

Chen Hao walked up to Huang Mao with his schoolbag on his shoulder, and slapped him in the face unceremoniously.

"Slap" A crisp slap sounded again, and everyone present was completely stunned, and the little brothers who followed Huang Mao thought to themselves who was so paralyzed, who was so hanging, even our eldest brother's slap dared to fan, obviously he was tired of it.

Huang Mao obviously didn't expect that a person he was so hung would be slapped twice in a row in less than a minute, and when he saw that the person standing in front of him was a high school student who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, he was even more unhappy.

"Are you kid looking for death?"

"Find you Margoby!" Chen Hao replied coldly.

The group of people with yellow hair are dressed up in a flow of anger, and they don't do their jobs at a glance, their usual expenses are obtained through various improper means, and Chen Hao definitely can't bear this kind of scum that is not earned for nothing.

When Aunt Lan saw Chen Hao appear, her face was first happy, but then she frowned and said worriedly: "Xiao Hao, you can't afford to mess with this group of people, you better go home quickly!" ”

She knows the strength of these people very well, and everyone who opens a shop in this area is afraid of them, otherwise they will not obediently hand over the protection fee, and they don't even dare to report to the police.

But others are afraid of them, just because Chen Hao is afraid of them. He hadn't used Dharma's skill for several days, and this skill had already cooled down and could be used again, and it was easy to beat Huang Mao.

What's more, he has eaten the baked cakes and fritters made by Aunt Lan for several years, and he has already tasted his feelings, and he will never watch Huang Mao really smash this baked cake shop.

"Aunt Lan, don't worry, with me today, these fools will never dare to touch your stall!"

"Paralyzed stinky boy, dare to pretend to be forced in front of Lao Tzu, I think you are especially undercuted!" The yellow haired bull said coaxingly.

He obviously didn't take Chen Hao in his eyes, he was just a stinky boy who didn't dry up, he couldn't even read a book well in school, and now he still wanted to come out and confront the experienced yellow hair in the society, which was purely looking for death.

The few younger brothers who followed behind Huang Mao had not fought for several days, and they had long felt uncomfortable, and they were stopped by Huang Mao just halfway through their shop just now, and they were actually very unhappy in their hearts.

Now seeing that the hairy boy who suddenly rushed out dared to slap the eldest brother, they absolutely couldn't bear it, and they all raised sticks and shouted, as if they were going to participate in the peasant uprising.

"Paralyzed big brother, hurry up and say a word and get ready, we'll go up and smash this kid's head!"

"The power of the desolate flood in the body is almost uncontrollable!"

Seeing the fighting spirit of the younger brothers, Huang Mao suddenly waved his hand proudly and shouted at Chen Hao: "A few of you who are paralyzed, cut him to death for me!" ”

Huang Mao likes to bring five or six little brothers every time he comes to collect protection money, everyone is dressed in a non-mainstream dress, holding a stick in his hand and shouting and pretending to be forced, if this group of people is on at the same time, ordinary people will definitely be scared to pee when they see it.

But Chen Hao is a man with his own system, he has the iron fist skills of Dharma, and when the time comes, the skills will be swept away, and he can't pretend to be forced if he wants to.

"Xiao Hao, you better hurry up, I'll give them money, they will leave when they take it, you don't have to do anything with them!" Aunt Lan was so frightened that her voice trembled.

Looking at the cooled iron fist skills on the light curtain, Chen Hao's face was calm, as if the yellow hair did not exist at all, he turned his head and said confidently to Aunt Lan: "Aunt Lan, just wait and see how I clean up these fools!" ”

"Why are you still stunned? Sharpen me! ”

Huang Mao obviously felt that Chen Hao was bragging, after all, he had never seen an ordinary person who could single-handedly challenge a group of gangsters who guys, he dragged a chair and sat down on the side, cocked Erlang's legs as if watching a performance, and watched his little brothers teach Chen Hao a lesson.

Chen Hao snorted coldly, thinking that this was all your own fault, don't blame me for being beaten out of your life when the time comes.

Seeing a little brother wearing a ripped cowboy rushing up with an iron rod, Chen Hao quickly raised his hand to grab his wrist, tilted his body, and punched his upper abdomen with his right hand, directly smashing his whole person into the air.

Immediately afterwards, two more little brothers with red and blue hair rubbed their hands, attacking Chen Hao with one left and one right, they thought that one person could not beat this kid, and there must be no problem for two people to go on at the same time.

Chen Hao deliberately calmly raised his arms flat, and his five fingers were open, as if he was about to take the initiative to shake hands with these two people.

The two of them suddenly rushed forward even more proudly, shouted, picked up the stick and were about to hit Chen Hao's arm.

"Naive."

Chen Hao suddenly clenched his fists at this time, bent his arms, and quickly punched the chests of the two of them.

Paralyzed, his fist was harder than stone and steel, and with a punch, the two of them flew out directly at the same time as if they were loaded bullets, flying three or four meters away and then falling to the ground.

If Chen Hao's strength was still retained when he taught Chen Hangfei's grandson in the classroom last time, then he definitely used all his strength with these two fists, and the two little brothers spit out two mouthfuls of blood directly after falling to the ground.

They scratched a rough concrete floor before they fell to the ground, and the thin clothes immediately wore off, and the skin on his back was also bloody and bruised, and he kept rolling and screaming in pain.