The tall guy with a fierce face pulled his palm from Yang Weicheng's head to his chest, and then gave him a thumbs up.

The other impostor, laughing uncontrollably. Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered a new world, pulled the young man who had been beaten just now, and pushed him to Yang Weicheng's side.

"Sergey, do you see, do they look like twins?" He asked.

Sergei was stunned for a moment, carefully compared the two people, nodded and said: "It's very similar, let's beat it together!" ”

"Okay!"

"I want them to hand over their passports, this guy smokes a good cigarette, he should be quite rich."

"Uh-huh!"

The two of them were chattering, and Yang Weicheng couldn't understand it, so they just stood indifferently and smoked cigarettes.

"One?"

He asked the lad.

Half of the beaten young man's face was swollen, and Sergei's slap just now was full of strength.

He covered his face, shook his head, and said in his heart, "At this time, do you still have the heart to smoke?"

whispered to Yang Weicheng: "You didn't bring your passport, ID card or visa to come out, right?" ”

"No, I'm just buying cigarettes, why do you bring that stuff?" Yang Weicheng shook his head.

"Their usual trick is to pretend to be an official messenger, to check your documents, and then they won't return you when they get it, and they want you to redeem it with money......" He explained to Yang Weicheng what happened to him just now.

Yang Weicheng's eyes widened in surprise: "Call the police!" ”

The man shook his head silently, staring at the right hand of the fake errand hall.

Only then did Yang Weicheng realize that the man had a passport in his hand.

"Your passport?" He asked.

The young man nodded: "Yes." ”

"You take your passport to run errands?" Yang Weicheng asked.

The young man shook his head: "It's just to meet a friend, but I'm used to carrying valuables with me, and I've been sued recently." ”

Yang Weicheng has a black line in his head, he is usually fine, what passport do you bring when you go out?

The two of them were chattering, and the other two were chattering, and the four of them were waiting for the countdown as if they were playing qualifying.

"Well, since it's yours, take it back." Yang Wei became a Taoist.

The young man's face was embarrassed, and he wanted to say something, but Yang Weicheng had already raised his head, stood on tiptoe, and patted Sergei's head.

"Hey bro, can you give us my friend's passport?"

He decided to salute first and then to soldier, although this salute was not very polite.

Of course, the two men didn't understand, but they laughed.

They pointed at Yang Weicheng and danced like a monkey.

Sergei grabbed Yang Weicheng by the collar, picked him up directly, and muttered.

Yang Weicheng shrugged: "I don't understand." ”

The young man next to him was anxious: "He wants your passport and money." ”

"Tell him I didn't bring it." Yang Weicheng said.

The young man was even more anxious: "I didn't bring ...... I'm going to leave you dead today, I think he might really be able to do it, what should I do? ”

"Then run quickly, lest you be splashed with blood." Yang Weicheng said.

"Huh? You're going to give up? "The young man has a black line in his head.

Before he finished speaking, he heard three bangs, and then Yang Weicheng fell to the ground, while Sergei covered his head and squatted on the ground in pain, unable to howl.

"Sizzle! This thing has a hard head. Yang Weicheng also touched his reddened forehead and gasped.

Not to mention that the young man was dumbfounded, even the guy wearing a security uniform next to him and a fox and fake tiger was stunned. He looked down at Sergei, then at Yang Weicheng, blinking, forgetting what to do.

Yang Weicheng smiled at him: "You can return the things to us, right?" ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the guy seemed to remember what to do, and the stick in his hand was pumped fiercely, and it was pumped towards Yang Weicheng's head.

"Wow! The temper is not small! Yang Weicheng was so angry that he kicked the man in the stomach with his flying foot, and he was also shot back several steps backwards.

The man was even more miserable, with a scream, he knelt on the ground holding his stomach, his skin was originally snow-white, but now it is whiter than snow, his facial features are wrinkled together, and his beard is about to kiss his eyebrows.

Yang Weicheng grabbed him by the collar, picked him up, turned back to the young man and said, "I was slapped just now, don't you pay it back?" ”

The young man was still in shock, he didn't expect that there really was a master like Huo Yuanjia in reality. Although this master, he didn't make a few moves.

He hesitated: "It is illegal to beat someone. ”

"If people don't beat you." Yang Wei became a Taoist.

The young man felt that he was right, so he walked over, raised his hand and slapped the man lightly.

The popular yelling, fortunately, there are not many pedestrians on the road at this point, and it is raining, otherwise it is really easy to attract onlookers.

"What is he yelling at?" Yang Weicheng asked.

The young man said, "He said, 'If you dare to slap me, I *****!" ”

Yang Weicheng pouted and raised the corners of his mouth: "Look, I still didn't hurt him, so I slapped him again." ”

"Huh? Still fighting? The young man hesitated again.

"Yes, you see that he hasn't changed color at all, but your face is swollen, and I feel sorry for your parents." Yang Wei became a Taoist.

The young man felt that he was right, took a deep breath, and gave the man another slap in the face.

The man began to howl and kick Sergey: "Damn it, come and help!" ”

But Sergei is swimming in space at this time, his brain is buzzing, how can he care about him?

"No, it's not." Yang Weicheng said, "You're optimistic, I'll give you an example." Hahapo......"

He spat in his palm, and the young man who watched frowned and took a few steps back.

Brushing, brushing, Yang Weicheng rubbed his palm, raised his slap to shine at the person's face, snapped, and pumped it down.

"Cool!" Yang Weicheng roared happily.

The man was also very cool, his head turned back one hundred and twenty degrees, and a golden bird was flying in front of him, and his ears were buzzing.

Yang Weicheng said: "See? That's it, try again. ”

The young man looked at it and grinned: "Still fighting?" Almost, right? You can see that his face is swollen too. ”

"Can swelling be the same as swelling? He's swollen now, that's what I called, he can go back and complain. But your swelling was hit by them, and you have to fight back reasonably and legally, come on bro. ”

Yang Weicheng's enthusiastic encouragement and serious teaching finally urged the young people to give birth to a breath of blood in their hearts.

Once again, he felt that he had really met someone warm-hearted.

"Okay, I'll try."

Again, the young man gave the guy a slap in the face.

Syllable!

It was crisp, but looking at the guy's expression, Yang Weicheng shook his head.

"No, the arc of your arm swing is not enough, and the strength can't be exerted, come on, come, I'll show you again."

Yang Weicheng rolled up his sleeves and spat again.

"Wait!" The uniformed guy suddenly raised his hands and shouted, "Stop fighting, I'll admit it!" ”

He really couldn't get any more slaps in the face.

The young man relented again and relayed his words to Yang Weicheng.

Yang Weicheng shook his head: "No, kill people to pay for your life, pay off debts, you beat people like this, and the slap they gave you is completely insufficient to repay." You have to tell him how it hurts, how it hurts, how it swells. ”

The young man had a black line in his head and translated for the man.

The man cried out in pain, "So can you fight for some air?" Is it okay to do it all at once? I don't want this stupid, bad bear to hit me again! ”

The young man hesitated again and again, ignored the stupid and bad dog bear, and then relayed it to Yang Weicheng.

Yang Weicheng touched his chin and nodded: "Since he has this demand, then you must satisfy him." Before you fight, you remember how they treated you just now, and you can be sure that you are strong. ”

The young man sighed, "Hey, I'll do my best." ”

His arm was raised, his slap rounded, and he took a deep breath, recalling the scene in his mind.

Especially when they saw that their passports were still in their hands, a wave of humiliation and anger arose.

Syllable!

This slap went down, and the effect was so good that Yang Weicheng had to praise him.

"Well done!" Yang Weicheng gave him a thumbs up, and then bent down to take back all the documents, "Do you see a lot less?" ”

"It's a lot, thank you!" The young man finally breathed a sigh of relief, although he was still nervous in his heart, after all, this was Mok City, not China.

But in any case, his heart is happy.

Sergei and the guy in uniform were blocked in their hearts, and this was the first time that they had suffered such a loss at the hands of the Chinese.

It's bitter, they are not Yang Weicheng's opponents, this grandson has to keep pretending until that guy leaves.

"My name is Li Huaqiang, I didn't ask you?" When parting, the young man asked.

"Yang Weicheng, we will meet again." Yang Weicheng laughed.

Li Huaqiang asked curiously, "How do you know?" ”

"Because we're staying in a hotel!" Yang Weicheng said proudly, "Okay, it's not early, you have to do something quickly, I have to go back, look at the rain is getting heavier." ”

"Yes, see you in that moment!" Li Huaqiang was in a better mood, said goodbye to him, and hurriedly left the scene.

Yang Weicheng also turned around and walked towards the hotel, humming a little song, feeling comfortable.

The slap is red, and the head hurts a little, but it's also good to loosen the muscles and bones.

"Hey! You're great, boy! A cane suddenly crossed in front of his eyes, and a half-unspoken voice sounded in his ears.