The bald man ignored Yu Ziqing's approach, his feet still stepped on Shen Shitong's face, squeezing his fat face out of shape.

"Boy, did you bring the money?" The bald man looked at Yu Ziqing's slightly thin body and thin and delicate face, and asked slowly, with a look of contempt.

Yu Ziqing glanced at Shen Shitong and was sure that he was fine, so he slowly swept his gaze over the four bald men.

"You let my friend go first. Yu Zi said lightly.

Although his cultivation has been achieved slightly, and it is not a problem to put down the three men in front of him, Yu Ziqing is not sure that Shen Shitong at the feet of the fat man will not be hurt again.

"Little white face, what are you, you dare to talk to our bald brother about conditions!" the red-haired gangster pointed at Yu Ziqing and scolded.

In the dark night, a cold glow flashed in his deep eyes.

However, Yu Ziqing didn't make a move, just looked at the bald man lightly.

"I can't see it, although you kid looks like a little white face, you are quite kind, quite righteous. The bald man obviously didn't take Yu Ziqing in his eyes, glanced at his mouth disdainfully, then put away his foot and kicked Shen Shitong's fat body, and scolded: "Don't fuck out yet!"

Shen Shitong couldn't care about the pain all over his body, and ran to Yu Ziqing's side with a rolling belt.

Yu Ziqing watched the embarrassed Shen Shitong run to his side, and breathed a sigh of relief, and then he shot his gaze back to the four people in front of him.

"Boy, I've already let the people go, get the money quickly!" The bald man saw that Yu Ziqing had no intention of paying for it, and said a little dissatisfied.

"I didn't bring any money. Yu Ziqing shrugged his shoulders, and his gaze gradually became cold and terrifying.

Shen Shitong's face turned pale when he heard this, and the four bald men changed color.

"You're fucking looking for death!" the red-haired thug stepped forward with a scolding and kicked Yu Ziqing in the stomach.

"Brother red-haired, ...... have something to say" Shen Shitong hurriedly shouted, only before the words came out, Yu Ziqing had already made a lightning move, his five fingers turned into eagle claws, and with a snap, he clasped the ankle of the red-haired gangster like a cold iron tong.

"Get out!" Yu Ziqing snorted coldly, shook his hand hard, and the red-haired gangster turned one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, and then fell to the ground fiercely, holding his right leg and screaming on the ground.

The bald man, the green-haired gangster, and the super-plump woman's faces changed drastically, and only then did they know that they had encountered a hard idea.

The bald man took out a folding knife with a fierce look and shook it back and forth in the air, and the green-haired thug didn't know where to pull out an iron rod and stared at Yu Ziqing fiercely, while the extra plump woman put two fingers in her mouth and whistled.

All of a sudden, five shadows ran from not far away in the darkness, gradually revealing ruffian faces, each holding an iron rod in his hand.

Yu Ziqing's face changed slightly, and Shen Shitong's whole face turned pale, and his legs trembled.

"Bald brother!" The people first shouted at the bald man, then glanced at Yu Ziqing and Shen Shitong with disdain, and finally fixed their eyes on the red-haired gangster who was holding his legs on the ground and sighing.

"Red, red, hairy boy, you're too fucking useless, and you let this little white face come down!" a bastard with some buckteeth stammered at Redhair.

The bald brother slapped Bucktooth on the head and scolded: "What are you talking about!"

He is also a party, didn't buckteeth scold the red hair and even scold him?

After Bucktooth slapped the bald brother, he found that the bald brother was holding a knife in his hand, so he didn't dare to say anything, and the other four people also put away the disdain on their faces, staring at Yu Ziqing fiercely, as for Shen Shitong, whose legs were trembling, he automatically filtered through.

"Boy, now that you haven't taken out 30,000 yuan, don't want to leave here!" said the bald man fiercely.

He could see that Yu Ziqing had some skills, otherwise he would have beaten Yu Ziqing earlier and then talked about money.

Yu Ziqing's eyes are still cold, he doesn't know how many storms he has gone through in this life, and the people he has killed in his hands are even more piled up, if he wasn't in trouble now, if he didn't want to destroy his current life, he would have been desperate to kill.

But now Yu Ziqing doesn't want to make things bigger, and still hopes to accept it when he sees it, so Yu Ziqing said: "Why bother with the bald brother? You beat my friend, I beat your little brother, today this matter is cleared, how about it?"

"Haha!" the thugs laughed, even the bald guy.

This laughter made the fat man's heart furious, gently pulled Yu Ziqing's clothes, and said in a low voice: "Ziqing, break the fortune and eliminate the disaster, forget the money!"

Although Shen Shitong's voice was low, it was still heard by the bald brother and others in the dark night, and their laughter was even more presumptuous, and they gently slapped their palms with an iron rod while laughing.

"Laugh, laugh at your mother's head!" The cold words sounded, and Yu Ziqing was like a fierce beast in the night, finally revealing Leng Sensen's minions.

The figure flashed, and the bald man only felt a suffocating force rushing towards his stomach with an accelerated airflow.

In the midst of the lightning, Yu Ziqing's foot kicked the bald man's stomach, and the bald man's huge body jumped up and slashed two meters in the air, and then fell to the ground with a bang, lying there on all fours like a fat pig and moaning in pain.

"Bald man!" the fat woman screamed first.

Everyone else also woke up suddenly, and the green hair just wanted to pick up the iron rod in his hand, when a huge force came from the iron rod, and his palm was hot, and there was nothing in his hand.

Before the green hair could recover from the shock, he heard the sound of the iron rod cutting through the air, and then he was hit four or five times on his back by the iron rod in succession, feeling that the bones were about to be broken, and it hurt so much that the person couldn't help but roll to the ground, and let out a miserable scream in his mouth.

Shen Shitong watched in amazement as Yu Ziqing held an iron rod in his hand and beat those gangsters with his head covered in his face.

Although those gangsters also held iron rods in their hands, they became like defenseless women and children in the face of Yu Ziqing, and they threw away the iron rods in both moments, and rolled on the ground with their heads in their hands.

But in a few moments, all the thugs were put to the ground, and only the fat woman stayed where she was, trembling with a pale face.

"Throw the stick to Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will abolish him!"

Just when Shen Shitong was dumbfounded, he didn't expect the bald man to jump up from the ground suddenly, and the knife was against Shen Shitong's neck, and he shouted at Yu Ziqing with a fierce look.

"Okay, I'll throw it!" Yu Ziqing threw the iron rod very simply, he was not sure that he could put down the bald man before he could take out the knife.

"Beat him up!" shouted the bald man to the thugs who were still snorting on the ground.

The thugs staggered to their feet, picked up the iron rod and crackled at Yu Ziqing, and even the woman came up and kicked it a few times in succession.

"Haha, boy, Lao Tzu makes you crazy, and I don't look at whose territory this is! Beat, beat Lao Tzu hard!" The bald man saw Yu Ziqing holding his head on the ground and letting them beat him, and he screamed a little carried away.

"Bald brother, please stop fighting, money, I have money, I'll call my old man now, 50,000, no, not 100,000, 200,000 no, I know that my old man has savings, he is just one of my sons, he will definitely take it!" Shen Shitong, a guy who often forgets his friends, is really like a knife at this time, and he regrets that he can't wait to be beaten for Yu Ziqing, crying and begging with a handful of snot and tears

"Shut up your stinky mouth for Lao Tzu, and wait for Lao Tzu to be happy. The bald man raised the hilt of the knife and knocked it on Shen Shitong's head.

At this time, Yu Ziqing, who was holding his head and screaming, suddenly had a cold flash in his eyes.

Then an iron rod whizzed through the night, snapping into the knife, which flew to the ground five meters away.

Then I saw Yu Ziqing like a leopard, holding an iron rod in his hand, he jumped out of the gangsters like lightning and flew towards the bald man.