Hurried footsteps sounded!

Seven or eight young men rushed out of the stairwell.

Seeing this group of people rushing out, the golden chain was so bold that he hurriedly flipped up from the ground, pointed at Jiang He and shouted: "It's him! Brothers, kill this kid!"

"Is that him?"

When this group of young men saw that Jiang He was just a teenager, they only felt angry and funny, and they didn't take Jiang He seriously at all.

A little cub who doesn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth dares to come and smash Kunye's field? Who gave you the guts?

"Boy, dare to smash Kunye's field?

"this!"

"Dog's daring little cub, leave him a mark to increase his memory!"

A group of people roared angrily, and rushed towards Jiang He with their fists and feet.

"Son, run! Run!"

Jiang Zhengqiang saw such a large group of people rushing towards him, his face turned white with fright, and he hurriedly shouted at Jiang He.

"Why are you running?

Jiang He turned his head and smiled at Jiang Zhengqiang, "Dad, take a good look at your son's might!"

As he spoke, Jiang He did not retreat, but rushed towards the group of people.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, when Jiang He rushed out, the TV hanging on the wall of the teahouse hall happened to be playing a song "Men should be self-reliant".

"Pride in the face of thousands of waves......"

The majestic singing and passionate rhythm echoed in the hall.

Stepping on the song, Jiang He's figure rushed out and rushed into the crowd. The right fist swung from his waist, like a heavy hammer, and with a "bang" punch, he knocked down a bastard in front of him!

"Blood is like the red sun......"

A stool whizzed. Jiang He's body shook, flashed the flying stool, raised his foot and kicked a bastard who was holding up a beer bottle next to him!

"Courage is like iron, bones are like steel!"

The figure squatted, spun around and swept the hall, and the three bastards around him screamed and fell to the ground.

"Thousands of minds!

Jiang He reached out and grabbed a smashed chair, picked it up high, and smashed it hard at a bastard!

With a "click", the chair shattered, and the bastard shook and fell to the ground!

"I'm working hard to be a good man!"

With a heavy kick under his feet, Jiang He's whole person rose into the air, and his right leg swept out like a steel whip!

With a "bang", a bastard was swept on the head with a kick and fell to the ground heavily!

"Be a good man, you must be self-reliant every day! A hot-blooded man is brighter than the sun!"

The song on the TV is still playing, and before a song is finished, the fight is over!

Vulnerability!

A group of bastards who had just rushed into the hall fell to the ground one by one under Jiang He's fists and kicks comparable to Bruce Lee's, wailing in pain!

"Let Haitian gather energy ......"

The rousing singing echoed in the hall!

Jiang He stands proudly in the hall, and his tall figure is like a mountain standing in the abyss!

"This ...... This...... This is my son?"

Until now, Jiang Zhengqiang is still confused!

Oh my God! My son is so good at fighting? My son is so good?

"Son, you ...... When did you practice kung fu? Why don't I know?"

Jiang Zhengqiang looked at Jiang He with a puzzled face.

"Dad, don't you know? Don't I often hit that big camphor tree in the backyard?

Jiang He naturally couldn't tell his father that this ability was all done by killing chickens! Killing dozens of chickens in exchange for a skill!

"Didn't you start beating camphor trees half a year ago?"

Jiang He hit the camphor tree, Jiang Zhengqiang naturally did not know.

Since Jiang He's "mania" attack, there have been a few days of abnormality every month, and he can only beat the big camphor tree hard!

But...... It's only been half a year, and you have such a skill?

"You may not believe it!"

Jiang He glanced at his father, stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, and grinned, "Your son and I are the legendary martial arts wizards who are rare in a hundred years!"

"Uh......"

Jiang Zhengqiang looked confused!

Ignoring his father's shock, Jiang He glanced into the messy teahouse hall, pursed his lips, and ...... Another roar!

"Wang Zhikun, get out of here!"

......

In an office on the third floor of the tea house.

Wang Zhikun sat in the boss's chair, wearing a neat suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, covering his fierce triangular eyes behind the lenses, covering up a bit of recklessness!

"Gangzi, monkey, you say...... You went to collect the debts, and Jiang Zhengqiang's son chased and cut down?"

With a thick cigar between his fingers, Wang Zhikun took a puff of cigarette and looked at the bald man and the tall and thin ponytail standing in front of him with a frown!

"Yes...... Yes!"

At this moment, the bald man and the tall and thin ponytail no longer have the arrogant appearance they once had, and both of them have a deep fear on their faces.

What's even funnier is that the clothes on the two of them have turned into cloth belts one by one, just like carrying a mop on their bodies!

Jiang He's "Peerless Knife Technique" forcibly cut the clothes on the two of them into mops!

"You ......"

Wang Zhikun looked like he hated iron but not steel, and let out a long sigh, "Gangzi, monkey, you have been with me for a long time, haven't you?

The cigar in his hand slammed on the ground, and Wang Zhikun pointed at Gangzi and the monkey and scolded angrily: "Call Lao Tzu back! Otherwise, you all go back to farming!

"Kun...... Kunye, that kid...... It's a bit of a wicked ......."

Thinking of the kitchen knife that Jiang He wielded, the monkey's neck shrank, and the horse's tail on the back of his head drooped!

"Evil bird, what about your guts? scared by a little kid, are you ashamed......

Wang Zhikun was scolding angrily, when he suddenly heard an angry shout from downstairs!

"Wang Zhikun, get out of here!"

This roar came, which made Wang Zhikun, who was already angry, even more furious!

"What's going on? What's going on? There are still people who dare to come to Lao Tzu to make trouble?"

Wang Zhikun's face was pale, and he reached out and took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and slammed them on the ground!

The glasses "clicked" and smashed!

"Come with Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu wants to see which fierce man dares to provoke your Kunye!"

As soon as he took off his expensive suit and threw it out, Wang Zhikun took out a silver steel nunchuck from the drawer of his desk, and a pair of fierce triangular eyes burst out with a fierce cold light!

"Damn! Someone dares to provoke Kun Ye? Lao Tzu beat him to death!"

"Master Kun, you don't need to do it yourself!

Gangzi and Monkey hurriedly expressed their loyalty, and with a look of righteous indignation, they rushed out of Wang Zhikun's office first.

The three of them walked out of the office one after another and rushed down the stairs all the way to the first floor!

"Who is not afraid of death and dares to come here to make trouble?"

The bald man Gangzi ripped off his mop-like shirt, exposed his chest, exposed his thick chest hair and tendon flesh, roared fiercely and viciously, and rushed out of the staircase!

And then...... He saw Jiang He!

I also saw the "brothers" who fell to the ground in a messy hall!

Oh my God!

Again...... This guy again?

This ruthless guy actually hit the door!

Thinking of the bright knife light, thinking of the cold blade cutting on the skin, the bald man stumbled under his feet, his face was pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead rolled down!

"Kun...... Kunye, I'm ...... I have a stomachache! I ...... Go to the toilet first!"

Turning his head and glancing at Wang Zhikun, the bald man covered his stomach, turned around and ran!