He glanced at Zhang Wenliu and said loudly: "Hey, you rabbit cubs, on suspicion of forced women, extortion, and illegal lending, you are now summoned to the Garifeng Cave Police Station for interrogation in accordance with the law!" ”

"Assiba, pretend to be B on Lao Tzu's head, brothers, him for me!" The bald man laughed twice and pinched Song Jihyo's chin, "I want you to see how your little white-faced boss was beaten by me!" ”

Smack-

In the confusion, Al was slapped on the head with a baton, covering his face and screaming backwards.

That is, Zhang Qiandan has turned positive, if it is replaced by the one in the movie, Al will now have half of his head left.

The baton turned out in Zhang Qiandan's hand, and this time without waiting for the other party to get close, Zhang Qiandan picked up the baton again and hit Ada's wrist.

Suddenly, there was a crisp "click", Ada's wrist bones were broken, the forearm of his right hand was bent at 90 degrees, and the machete in his hand could no longer be held, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

This made the rest of Ah San and Ah Si's footsteps stop for a moment, and even Song Zhixiao, who was almost humiliated, was numb in his heart.

However, Zhang Qiandan's ruthlessness did not shake the bald man, he snorted coldly, let go of Song Jihyo's smooth chin, and pulled out a dagger from his leg.

As the saying goes, one inch is long, one inch is strong, one inch is short, and one inch is dangerous.

Street fights are not afraid of machetes and long sticks, this kind of weapon is cut on people, although the wound is big, it is very scary to look at the blood stabbing hula, but it can't kill people.

On the contrary, it is a sharp weapon such as a short knife and fork, and if the position is accurate, it can directly kill people.

"Waste, get out of the way!" The bald man dodged, dodging Zhang Qiandan's baton, and the dagger stabbed him in the lower ribs.

Zhang Qiandan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ribs, and he was stabbed, and blood spurted out at once, staining his shirt red.

Zhang Qiandan's eyes froze, and he didn't dare to underestimate the opponent in front of him.

This is the strongest opponent he has encountered since he came to the country of sticks, except for Zhang Wenliu, who actually injured himself with one move.

Zhang Qiandan tore off his shirt and wrapped the baton firmly around his right hand to prevent him from slipping.

The bald man licked the blood from the knife, tilted his head, and stabbed again.

Zhang Qiandan suddenly flashed, only to see his feet slip, dodging the bald man's dagger, and smashing the baton in his hand, the target was the bald man's knife-wielding arm.

His speed was already very fast, but the bald man's speed was even faster, and almost in an instant, the muscles in his arm skyrocketed, and he took Zhang Qiandan's fatal blow hard.

The baton collided with the flesh with a muffled sound.

The peculiar touch was transmitted to Zhang Qiandan's hand along the baton, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, because this stick seemed to hit a rubber tire, and the strong anti-shock force shook his arm numb!

Zhang Wenliu, who was eating happily, couldn't sit still, because the target of the bald man's dagger was Zhang Qiandan's throat!

Zhang Qiandan's eyes widened, and his heart said that my life is over!

At this dangerous moment, a pair of slender palms like jade held Zhang Qiandan's shoulders, and then Zhang Qiandan only felt that his body was lighter and changed his position.

"Bastard, you still want to kill!" Zhang Wenliu muttered dissatisfiedly, kicked the bald man's waist with a flick leg, and actually kicked the bald man out at once.

The bald man probably practiced horizontal kung fu such as the golden bell jar and the iron cloth shirt, and was kicked two meters away, and immediately jumped up from the ground without anything at all.

This made Zhang Wenliu interested, and he waved his hand, "Xiao Zhang, go and rest, this person is not something you can deal with." ”

Since coming to this world, he has not met an opponent in terms of force.

The bald man also looked solemn and put away his previous arrogance.

Only after fighting with Zhang Wenliu did he know how strong the kick just now was, and now his waist still hurts faintly.

This is something that has never happened to him since he trained into the Golden Bell Jar.

The bald man slashed at Zhang Wenliu's belly, and if he hit this time, he would have to break his stomach.

Zhang Wenliu hit it hard, and poked two fingers into the bald man's eyes.

The bald man knew that he had cut the other party's stomach, but he didn't want his own tricks, he scolded: "Crazy! ”

The head leaned back, dodging Zhang Wenliu's fingers, but Zhang Wenliu turned his fingers into claws, and pressed down with his five fingers, which buckled his face!

There are two parts of the golden bell jar that are the most difficult to practice, one is the lower yin, and the other is the dough.

Because of the kung fu of the golden bell jar, it is necessary to apply the potion and beat it with external force to make the epidermis of the human body hard.

The bald man's kung fu didn't reach his face, and his defense was directly broken by these words.

Taking advantage of his illness and wanting his life, Zhang Wenliu hit his knee and hit the bald man's crotch.

Whoop - The bald man's eyes bulged out, and his mouth let out a wail that did not resemble a human voice.

Zhang Qiandan, who watched this scene, had a cold crotch in his crotch!

Even Song Jihyo couldn't help but tighten his legs.

Zhang Wenliu pressed the bald man's head, dragged him to the side stove, kicked the hot pot on the stove, and the boiling soup in the hot pot spilled all over the ground.

Ada and Al, who were knocked down by Zhang Qiandan at the beginning, were splashed with soup and immediately rolled to the side screaming.

"Ahem-auntie, wash it!" The bald man glared at Zhang Wenliu, eager to chew him up and swallow him.

Hum!

Mouth stinks!

Zhang Wenliu was not used to him, so he carried the fat on the back of his neck and pressed it on the fire.

The bald men used a coal stove to eat hot pot, and under the bottom of the pot was burning red coal, and the soup was dripping on it, and it was smoking.

As soon as he saw Zhang Wenliu playing really, the bald man was stunned at that time.

Just kidding, he practiced like a golden bell jar, at most he could carry blunt weapons such as sticks and bricks, and he was not a King Kong that was invulnerable to fire and water.

If this is pasted, it won't become a flower-faced cat?

"Big brother, big brother, I'm convinced!" The bald man kicked his limbs around, like a fat pig tied up during the New Year.

But Zhang Wenliu didn't stop, but suddenly exerted his strength and stuffed the bald man's head into the charcoal fire.

Thorn-stab-stab-stab-

The red charcoal fire scorched the flesh on the bald man's face, bursts of green smoke rose, and a vague aroma of barbecue floated in the air.

The bald man struggled even more, his hands scratching at the side stove, and his fingernails were lifted, revealing bloody flesh.

Bah - Zhang Wenliu didn't think about killing, and kicked over the bald man who was crying wolf.

Half of the bald man's face was unrecognizable, under the charcoal grilling of hundreds of degrees, the skin and flesh on the left side of his face were rolled, one eyeball was roasted, and black and red blood was dripping out of his cheeks.

Zhang Wenliu took out a tissue from his arms and wiped his palm.

Then he threw the paper towel into a ball and threw it into the charcoal stove, and the white paper was lit up in one fell swoop, and a large fire appeared.

Vomit - vomit - vomit -

Song Jihyo looked at the bald man who was roasted and charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and couldn't help but vomit, and vomited the mutton and cabbage he ate at night.

The bald man's younger brothers looked stupid and wanted to escape, but they felt that their legs were weak, for fear of attracting Zhang Wenliu's attention, and they roasted themselves.

Zhang Wenliu's baby face always had a hint of a smile, and he turned his head to look at Ah San and Ah Si who were standing, "I want to ask, how much does this lady still owe you?" ”

"Huh?" Ah San didn't expect Zhang Wenliu to ask this sentence, and quickly shook his head and said, "There is no arrears, Ms. Song Zhixiao has never borrowed money from us." ”

Zhang Wenliu shook his head and said: "It is natural to repay the debt, Song Zhixiao owes you money, I will pay it back for him, so let's do it, early tomorrow morning, I will send someone to send the money over." ”

He picked up the account book, pulled out Song Ji-hyo's IOU, folded it, and put it in his pocket.

"Teacher Song, now I'm your creditor."

Song Zhixiao vomited darkly, and when he saw Zhang Wenliu's handsome baby face, his heart was shocked!

Originally, she still looked down on little white faces like Zhang Wenliu, and in her impression, these little white faces were nothing but one face.

But look at it at this time, this is a little white face, obviously a big demon king, the same as a bandit!

He untied the ropes of Song Zhixiao's hands and feet, and said to Zhang Qiandan on the side: "How is your injury?" Should I call an ambulance? ”

Zhang Qiandan wiped his nose, "Little thing! ”

"Okay, you wait here, the brothers in the house will be here soon, you take the video back and edit it." Zhang Wenliu took down a black DV from the shelf on the side.

In fact, Zhang Wenliu and Zhang Qiandan had already arrived, but in order to collect evidence and prove the fact that the bald man was forced to do the woman, he waited until they carried a gun and got on the horse.

Including the bald man, there are a total of five people, and the attempted forced female intervention and violent detention can be sentenced to five or six years.

completed five indicators for himself at once, Zhang Wenliu really loves bald men.

Zhang Qiandan gave a thumbs up, "Don't worry, leave it to me." ”

He picked up a plastic rope from the ground and beckoned to Ah San and Ah Si: "Hey, Ah Xi, the rabbit cubs raised by the son of a bitch, come and tie them up yourself." ”

……

Zhang Wenliu took Song Zhixiao out of the warehouse, and it was already a starry sky outside.

A "modern" van was parked at the door, and several Vipers jumped out of it.

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

The little brothers stood up in a proper manner and saluted respectfully.

Song Jihyo was taken aback, because these little brothers were wearing black suits and looked quite imposing.

And the uniform clothing gives a strong sense of oppression.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't see the road clearly after dark, Zhang Wenliu would have wanted to put on a whole pair of sunglasses for his younger brothers.

"Big brother, I'll send you home." A younger brother said.

Zhang Wenliu waved his hand and took the car key from his younger brother, "You go to the warehouse and keep an eye on it, I don't worry about Zhang Qiandan alone." ”

"What about you?"

"I drove myself and sent this beautiful teacher Song back to the dormitory by the way."

Zhang Wenliu got into the main driver directly, saw that Song Zhixiao was still standing outside, and said, "Hurry up, it's going to be midnight if it's too late." ”

Song Ji-hyo is like a frightened rabbit, and he is about to get on the car from behind.

Zhang Wenliu snorted coldly: "Take the co-pilot." ”

Yes? Song Zhixiao was stunned when he heard this, and he hesitated a little.