At this time, the people watching the excitement on both sides were stunned for a moment, and then instantly became excited, this is to have a lot of fun to watch!

There is never a shortage of people in this world who watch the excitement and take pleasure in watching sentient beings in the midst of fire and water.

I think I'm not hurting anyone, I'm just a bystander, but I don't know that it's the bystander who is more disgusting in this world than the murderer!

"You TM let go!"

The young man grabbed his big hand at the back of his neck with both hands, and the whole person struggled in the air!

"There's a kind of putting Lao Tzu down and going head-on!"

Several of the young man's friends were also stunned when they saw the man being grabbed with one hand.

No matter how light a man is, there are hundreds of pounds, but it is not something that ordinary people can lift casually!

This bald donkey has so much strength!

It wasn't until the man yelled in the air that several of his friends reacted.

Except for the man, a group of five of them carried beer bottles and rushed directly towards Wujie.

Wujie smiled, and the cloth robe on his chest was slightly open, revealing the muscles and muscles that had been carved on the Buddha hall.

"Haha, heads-up? pickled scum, what qualifications do you have to do it with the Buddha!"

Wujie threw the young man in his hand into the air, and the man of more than 100 catties was like nothing in his hand.

Just as the man was still rising, Wujie stretched out his big hand and grabbed the man's ankle, and the man instantly paused in mid-air.

Then, as if holding a whip, Wujie grabbed the young man's feet and swung it.

There are no moves, just the simplest traversal.

"Bang dang!"

"Ahh

As the sound of impact and screams sounded, the five people who rushed up were directly knocked to the ground by Wujie.

was hit by a weapon weighing more than 100 pounds in the swing, and it was injured when it was touched.

If you are in the middle, you will shed your skin even if you don't die!

Fortunately, Wujie collected some strength, and the five of them were only slightly injured.

And the young man's current appearance is extremely miserable, as a weapon, if each of his friends is injured by one, then he is the superposition of five!

The young man's face was covered with blood, and he left it behind in his head, not knowing whether it was someone else's or his own.

And I don't know how many teeth are missing in the mouth, and the two arms are half-drooping, obviously broken.

After Wujie let go, the man screamed in pain and twitched on the ground.

"Sober?"

Wujie asked with his head bowed.

The young man twitched as he stared at Wujie with extremely resentful eyes and roared in a low voice.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you~ Tianyi, call my dad! I'm going to kill him!"

"I'm going, Buddha Ye is so short-tempered! Aren't you going to call your parents? It just so happens that Buddha also wants to see what kind of parents can teach you such a son!"

He smiled uncontrollably, sat back in his seat, and said, "Boss, serve the food! The Buddha is waiting for his parents here!"

"Okay~Okay!"

......

"Suzuzu~"

A bell rang.

"Hey, who?"

"Oh, Tianyi, what's wrong?"

"What? Be specific, don't talk nonsense. Okay, I see, I'll go over now!"

Zhang Qiming, who hung up the phone, turned his head to his driver and said lightly: "Turn around, Zhang Zifeng's kid has an accident!

"Okay!"

The driver responded and quickly turned the front of the car.

After Zhang Qiming looked at the phone, he put the phone down, and gently swiped the back of his right index finger on the phone.

I don't know what I'm thinking!

Zhang Qiming is nearly half a hundred years old this year, but he is still in good spirits, and his face still retains his handsome passing line.

He never does things that he is not sure of, he plans and then acts, and knows the situation and then rises.

Good habits and extremely high IQ made him worth more than a billion when he was less than forty years old, but as long as people who have not paid close attention to him have absolutely no image of this person!

Zhang Qiming has always firmly believed that if the wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, the pile will be piled up on the shore, and the flow will be turbulent.

People in this world can't see that you are better off than him, so don't stimulate their sensitive nerves!

Even those who specialize in editing financial magazines probably don't have much of an image of him.

Half of his life was successful and low-key!

The only pity is that his only son has no city at all, and he is happy and angry, which is the most inferior performance!

Now I'm actually fighting with people in the streets, how brainless is this!

A reckless man hates and fights bravely, and his son can't be a reckless man for the rest of his life!

Just when Wujie tea was full, Zhang Qiming arrived.

As soon as Zhang Qiming got out of the car, the young man who fell to the ground said happily:

"Dad!"

"Smack!"

A loud slap not only stunned the young man, but even the audience and friends were stunned!

"Why are you hitting me?"

The young man looked at Zhang Qiming in disbelief.

Zhang Qiming ignored his son's surprised eyes, he moved his wrist and said, "Don't shut up yet!"

"Hey, that's kind of interesting!"

Wujie looked at the visitor in front of him and smiled.

Zhang Qiming's face is like a cicada, with a slight beard, and a scholarly temperament.

At a glance, people can know that this must be full of poetry and books, and there is a feeling of poetry and books in the belly!

"It's this master! My son is stubborn every day, and I heard about today's incident on the phone! After the dog goes back, he must discipline him well!"

Zhang Qiming bowed slightly to Wujie and said, what he said was so loud that people couldn't help but believe him.

Looking at the car, looking at the people, and looking at the temperament, everyone can see Zhang Qiming's feeling of being born in a famous family and not getting rich from a generation!

"I'm your son, how can you do this!"

Zhang Zifeng looked crazy,

"It's because you're my son that I know it's definitely you who is wrong, shut up now!"

Zhang Qiming said lightly, but there was indescribable majesty in his tone.

"Hahaha, good! good son, good father, it really opened the eyes of the Buddha!"

Wujie laughed, shook his robe, and stood up.

"I think you are also a gentleman-like character, how can you teach such a son!"

"There is a scripture that is difficult to read! Master, no one can say for sure what is going on in this world, and for some reason, my son ...... Alas...... It is indeed negligent in discipline! I will definitely discipline him strictly when I go back this time!"

Zhang Qiming lowered his head and looked like he was admitting his mistake, and sighed.

The attitude is impeccable!

"That's it! The Sprinkle family thought that it was not a good thing for this guy to be a father and son, but seeing that you should also be a scholarly family, the Buddha will not interfere in your family affairs when it comes to educating your son!

"Thank you!"

Zhang Qiming was in arrears, then turned around and walked in front of the vendor owner and put down a step of money.

The vendor owner just wanted to say something, but Zhang Qiming took the lead and said: "Apologize, don't refuse!"

"That~ thank you then!"

"As it should be!"

Zhang Qiming turned around, and then squatted down to look at his son.

"Angkor, call a few more cars to help!"

"Okay!"

At this time, Wujie frowned and looked at Zhang Qiming in front of him.

"It's strange, how can a Confucian scholar be haunted by evil things!"