The corners of Zhao Qingchun's mouth grinned slightly, and he said softly: "Hehe, no need, thank you." ”

Immediately, Zhao Qingchun said casually: "Do you know, Chen Bingyan's dim sum is made by the chef of the president's palace, and the materials of each dim sum are very particular. ”

Then Zhao Qingchun said in general, pollution-free, pure natural wheat flour, melons and fruits in the national assured green ecological vegetable garden, and so on.

Chen Huan couldn't help but secretly stumble when he heard this, a piece of dim sum was so elegant.

The reason why Zhao Qingchun knows so much is because she once attended Chen Bingyan's grandfather's birthday banquet with her father Zhao Tianhe.

Lin Hongcong was stunned, and immediately tried to recall, once saw a news report that the pastry chef of the former president of the country had returned to Red Sea City after retiring.

Moreover, when the master came to Red Sea City, it caused a lot of sensation, and many five-star hotels hired each other with a salary of up to tens of millions.

Chen Huan was also stunned, but he didn't think much about it, rich people should be so particular.

Of course, like this kind of chef's house that made snacks for the president, it was the imperial chef in ancient times, and the natural identity was doubled.

At noon, Chen Huan was in a hurry to see the car Qin Yueluo bought, so he naturally hurriedly walked outside the school.

Unfortunately, Chen Huan was stopped not long after he walked out.

The man at the head had a flat head, a necklace as thick as a dog chain around his neck, and wore a black T-shirt with two colorful tigers embroidered on the outside of his exposed arms.

The man was a Che Long of the famous Speeder Gang, who was assigned by the eldest young master Wang Shida to come to trouble Chen Huan.

In the morning, after Wang Shida and Huang Shilang were struck by lightning together, Wang Shida went to the hospital for a check-up in a hurry.

It's really evil!

The doctors in the hospital checked it, and there was nothing wrong with it except that Wang Shida's skin was just baked black.

Sub-Olympic.

Wang Shida was annoyed, buddies all rely on their faces to eat.

Now, Wang Shida is like a worker who has just come down from the coal mine, how can he still pick up girls?

Thinking of this, Wang Shida naturally became angry and blamed all the faults on Chen Huan.

"Hmph, it's all Chen Huan's hillbilly, no, labor and management want to retaliate. ”

Wang Shida thought viciously, and dialed the phone number of the fox friend.

After Che Long of the Flying Car Gang took the phone, he naturally readily agreed, isn't it just a high school student, he can be pinched to death with one finger.

However, there is only one problem, Che Long doesn't know Chen Huan.

But that's not a problem.

Wang Shida quickly got Chen Huan's photo through Huang Shilang, and then sent it to Che Long non-stop.

"Brother Wang, don't worry, I will definitely impress this kid Chen Huan. ”

As he spoke, Che Long looked at the time, pinched the noon dismissal time of Xiteng Senior High School, and took a group of younger brothers to wait for Chen Huan at the entrance of the alley where Chen Huan had to go home.

After confirming Chen Huan's identity through electronic photos, Che Long came out with a Cuban cigar in his mouth, revealing a mouth full of gold teeth.

"It's you. ”

Che Long said vaguely: "Oh, brothers, do it!"

Saying that, Che Long walked over to the periphery complacently, intending to watch a good show.

After all, Chen Huan is just a junior high school student, Che Long will definitely pay him, and his subordinates are a piece of cake, which is more than enough.

Naturally, the group of subordinates behind Che Long rushed over murderously.

It's not good!

Chen Huan looked at the group of guys in front of him.

Combat effectiveness - between 15 and 20.

In broad daylight, Chen Huan didn't want to summon such a flying broom to sweep such a group of guys into the trash can so eye-catchingly.

Quick!

Chen Huanxing's eyes were cold, and he released an infinite murderous aura rolling in like a tide.

"Dharma Divine Fist!"

With Chen Huan's loud shout, in an instant, his figure flashed, grabbed the arm of Huang Mao at the front, and raised him with both hands like a shield.

Then, Chen Huan stomped his feet hard with his legs and swept the yellow hair like a long stick.

After a muffled sound of "bang!", all of a sudden, the six younger brothers in the front row all fell to the ground with a "plop".

At the same time, the group of junior brothers could feel a scorching force swimming in their bodies, and suddenly, all of them were overturned in a flurry.

"Whew!"

"Oops!"

All seven of them were clutching their stomachs on the ground, groaning and rolling in pain.

"Yo he, I didn't see that it was a practitioner!"

The Cuban cigar in Che Long's mouth had not yet had time to be lit, and he had just taken out a match, and before he could scratch it, his hand had already fallen a piece.

Che Long thinks that the cigar should be lit with a match, this is enough to taste!

"Hmph, it seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, no one will know that my Speeder Gang is awesome. ”

Fortunately, Che Long was also prepared with both hands, and at this time, another group of people rushed over with motorcycle helmets and a baseball bat in their hands!

"Boy, next time you see someone, our Speedcar Gang is not something you can afford to mess with!"

After a round of rhetoric, the group of motorcyclists rushed over with a shout.

Recently, a man's baseball bat swept over, Chen Huan's body sank slightly, and then he flew up with his right fist and smashed into the opponent's chin like a missile.

After a "click", the man's entire row of big teeth flew out of his mouth with bloodshots, and he fell to the ground on the spot and fainted in pain.

In an instant, two more men from the Flying Car Gang rushed over, striking Chen Huan on the left and the right.

Chen Huan's pupils froze, his feet flew and his feet were crossed, and after a muffled snort of "One Word Horse" and "Bang!", the two motorcyclists lay on their backs on the ground without any suspense.

"Die!"

A motorcyclist shouted violently, and Chen Huan, who was half-squatting on the ground, suddenly burst out, flew up two feet, and kicked heavily on the man's chest.

At this moment, a miracle happened, and the man who was kicked in the abdomen continued to fly behind in mid-air like a kite with a broken string.

With this kick, Chen Huan only used three layers of strength, and the man was still screaming in pain.

Chen Huan let out a strange roar of "I'm da", jumping back and forth on tiptoe.

Che Long couldn't stand it, and roared angrily: "Stupid, what are you doing, waiting for a dinner treat, why don't you hurry up-"

As soon as the words fell, the group of motorcycle men immediately rushed towards Chen Huan.

The sun above his head was hot, and Chen Huan didn't have so much spare time to fight alone.

Chen Huan concentrated, and secretly thought in his heart: "Qi is a god, and qi gathering is supernatural power!"

At the same time, Chen Huan's hands danced in the void, light as catkins rising in the wind.