Chapter 90: Don't Bully Them!
Xia Zhen really looked at her with a smile, and Chu Qi glared at her.
Xia's mother went to prepare the meal, Xia Zhenzhen went up to help, and the mother and daughter were busy in the kitchen.
Xiao Zhengtai went to the second floor to play games, and Xia's father was watching TV in the living room.
Chu Qi had nothing to do, sitting on the sofa and running the Northern Spiritual Skill, drawing qi into his body.
The family had a happy lunch, after all, they hadn't seen each other for half a year, and Xia Zhenzhen's family missed each other very much.
Only Chu Qi sat at the dining table a little embarrassed, and no one paid attention to himself.
After lunch, Xia Zhenzhen took his mother to the second floor to chat about family life, the relationship between mother and daughter was very good, and Xia's father went to the bedroom for a lunch break.
Chu Qi looked at their backs and lowered his head in thought.
He had really felt the demonic aura on Xia Zhenzhen, and more than once, this was undoubtedly a little goblin.
Could it be that her parents are also goblins? Thinking of the figure of the old couple, he shook his head secretly, these two people did not have the characteristics of goblins at all.
Could it be that Xia Zhenzhen is not the biological daughter of the old couple? Chu Qi turned his head to look at the staircase, and the mother and daughter walked up to the second floor hand in hand.
Chu Qi shook his head again, he could feel Xia Zhenzhen's sincere affection for his mother.
So what's going on?
Chu Qi couldn't figure it out for a while, so he temporarily put it down and stopped thinking about it. He was the only one left in the living room, and after a moment's thought, he walked out the door and wandered the streets of Ann County.
An'n County is located in the north of Huangdao City, and in the north of An'n County, there is a small hill, and many residents of An'n County come to climb the mountain in their leisure time.
Chu Qi ran and climbed the mountain, a back and forth, and it only took ten minutes. Climbing the mountain at the speed of a 100-meter race, the old grandfather and old lady on the mountain road were dumbfounded.
When Chu Qi walked back, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
On a street near the small building of Xia Zhenzhen's parents' house, Chu Qi had just walked in when he saw a group of people at the end of the street walking out of the shadows.
There are about a dozen of them in this group, dressed in red and willow green, with very long hair, a standard Kill Matt style, and rings on their noses and ears, which are very recognizable.
They seem to be very organized and disciplined, and they all hold silver-white steel pipes in their hands, and they look very fierce.
The man in the middle has long bangs, his eyes are covered behind his back, and I don't know if it will affect his vision. He had a fist-sized silver ring in each of his ears.
The villain dies by talking too much, but these people obviously have very little to say.
The leader in the middle waved his hand, "Up!".
More than a dozen people rushed towards Chu Qi with a roar, wanting to blow Chu Qi's head with the steel pipe in their hands.
Chu Qi looked at these rural non-mainstream, and was amused, he came up with a trick and made a volley of regrets.
A fierce and fierce palm wind whistled out. There seemed to be a super hurricane blowing in the alley, and the dozen or so non-mainstream people happened to be against the direction of the wind, and they were blown upside down and flew out five or six meters, and the screams continued.
These non-mainstream fell to the ground, and people pressed against them, and they kept rolling. Some of the steel pipes came out of their hands, fell from the air, and smashed into the heads of their accomplices, and immediately broke their heads and bled out.
Chu Qi had already left his hand, and he had just dispersed his true qi, and his force was wide and not strong. Otherwise, if he really slapped it with one palm, these ordinary people would definitely have crushed fractures all over their bodies.
"Who are you, why are you intercepting me here?" Chu Qi looked at the only non-mainstream leader still standing in the alley.
Between the non-mainstream leader and Chu Qi, there were more than a dozen non-mainstream juniors who fell to the ground and screamed.
The leader looked at his little brothers, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but his heart turned up a monstrous wave.
Didn't you say that you were a weak scholar and a street writer?
He wanted to turn around and run away, but although he was a bastard, although he had no culture, he also knew how to write the word "righteousness".
He knew very well that once he left his brother and ran away, he would be discredited in Ann County in the future, and he would not be able to mix up.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Chu Qi slowly approached him, "What is your purpose?"
The non-mainstream leader was trembling with fear by Chu Qi, he knew this, he definitely didn't want to offend this fierce god!
But at this moment, Chu Qi heard a familiar voice sounding outside the street behind him.
"Chu Qi, you are not allowed to bully them!"
Chu Qi turned his head and saw a little goblin in a cyan pleated skirt standing at the corner of the street.
A fierce light flashed in the eyes of a non-mainstream person who fell at Chu Qi's feet, and when Chu Qi turned around, he grabbed the steel pipe and slashed it at the back of Chu Qi's head.
"Khooth!"
The sound of metal crashing echoed through the alleys, lasting for a long time, and reverberated into everyone's heart.
Everyone saw that the steel pipe was cut on Chu Qi's head, and then ...... Broken!?
Half of the steel pipe flew out and landed on the ground, "dang, dang ......", at this moment, all the non-mainstream hearts are cold.
Looking at Chu Qi's head again, it is intact, not even a single hair is missing.
Chu Qi slowly turned his head, he smiled at this person, and then flipped his right hand, and sucked a steel pipe on the ground with the Northern Spiritual Skill.
With a pout of both hands, the steel pipe with the thickness of the arm was broken into two.
A group of non-mainstream gasped, this and this...... What kind of weird power is this!?
Xia Zhenzhen walked over slowly and walked to Chu Qi's side.
"Do you know these people?" Chu Qi was a little strange, he couldn't associate the delicate and beautiful goblins with these non-mainstream at all.
Xia Zhenzhen nodded, "Some of them are my former classmates, and some of them are gangsters in Ann County. ”
She looked at the non-mainstream who had fallen to the ground, "You guys don't get out of here?"
A group of non-mainstream people seemed to wake up from a dream and crawled out of the alley.
Fortunately, the fierce god did not catch up, and they had no doubt that this fierce god could easily destroy them.
Only Chu Qi, Xia Zhenzhen, and the leader were left in the alley.
"Really, you're mine!" the non-mainstream leader finally spoke.
Xia Zhen was really helpless, hugged Chu Qi's arm, his eyes were tender like water, "Husband!"
Chu Qi understood and reached out to wrap his hand around her shoulder.
You are like training for a long time.
The non-mainstream leader was furious and pointed at Chu Qi with a steel pipe, "You!"
Since middle school, he has been very fond of Xia Zhenzhen, but it is a pity that he is the crane tail in the class, and Xia Zhenzhen is the top honor student in the school.
The two seem to be two worlds.
Ten years later, he became the leader of the gangsters in Ann County, with dozens of younger brothers.
By chance, I heard that Xia Zhenzhen's husband is a street surfing writer, with a monthly income of no more than 1,000.
Isn't this a flower with cow dung?
This made him feel that he had a chance, and planned to kill this weak scholar, take the opportunity to ascend to the throne, and hold the goddess.
Who would have thought...... This is a weak scholar? This is even more fantasy than martial arts TV series!
"Liu Neng, don't be delusional, my husband and I have a good relationship!"
Of course, Xia Zhenzhen knew what the other party was thinking, and when she was in middle school, the other party wrote her no less than a hundred love letters.