Chapter 013: Bowling Ball Flying in the Air
"Call me arrogant? Okay, then I'll be arrogant today. Before I fight, I'll give you two options. First, call and ask Qian Tongtian to roll over, and you can be safe. ”
Zheng Shaoge stared at Wen Long, stretched out two fingers, and continued: "Second, after I have disabled all of you, I will notify Qian Tongtian. Please state your choice. ”
After speaking, he calmly looked at Wen Long, waiting for him to make a choice.
At this moment, the sleeping lion has awakened and is about to show its edge!
Wenlong was completely angry, in the past, he let others make choices. Today, he was actually used by a hairy boy to use the same trick on himself, how could he not be angry?
The boxing king was furious, and blood was splashed in five steps!
"Grass mud horse, go die!"
Wen Long scolded angrily, and rushed directly towards Zheng Shaoge, the speed was extremely fast, a distance of seven or eight meters, and he arrived in front of Zheng Shaoge almost in the blink of an eye.
"Whew..."
A punch slammed into his head, and the punch was powerful and swift! Wherever the fist went, there was a dull sound of breaking wind, and the power was extremely terrifying.
"Good!"
More than a dozen middle-aged men blocking the door applauded when they saw such a domineering punch.
Xiao Lin and the other women were taken aback by the momentum of this punch, and involuntarily turned their heads away, not daring to look at the next "bloody picture".
Liu Mang and Hua were speechless, they were also not much better, and they were so frightened that they turned pale.
If you are hit on the head by this punch, you will not be able to bloom in your head? Just thinking about it, my heart is trembling.
Zhang Yulong, who was knocked out by a kick, woke up in a daze at this time, lying on the ground and raising his head, his head was still a little confused, and his eyes looked around blankly.
Just saw Wen Long's fist, which smashed into Zheng Shaoge's head quickly, and couldn't help but snort, his neck was crooked, and he fainted again.
Out of sight is clean, scared and dizzy!
All this is a long story, but in fact, it is just a flash of light.
"Zheng Shaoge, be careful! Get out of the way!" Su Yuting saw that the fist was about to hit Zheng Shaoge's head, and she reminded loudly with anxiety on her pretty face.
However, in the face of the smashed fist, Zheng Shaoge put his hands in his pockets, unmoved, with an indifferent face, and said in a low voice:
"It seems that you are going to choose the latter, very well! ”
Everyone was speechless for a while, they were all about to die, this idiot is still pretending to be forced there! You have pretended to be forced enough today, do you want to pretend to be forced to have fun before you die?
"Bang!
"The shaft is looking for death!" Wen Long shouted angrily, and his fist increased a little bit of force again, and the fist became more and more rapid, directly hitting Zheng Shaoge's head.
The fist collided with his head, making a dull loud noise, but Zheng Shaoge still put his hands in his pockets and didn't move!
On the other hand, Wen Long was shocked back by the huge anti-shock force, and he was stunned by the tiger's eyes, staring at Zheng Shaoge in shock.
He felt that he had smashed not his head, but a diamond, and his fist was actually shocked to a faint pain!
You know, your fist can smash through a steel plate, but today you were shocked back by a person's head! No one dares to believe it.
"You're done, so it's time to replace me. Are you ready to take the call?" Zheng Shaoge put his hands in his pockets, looked at Wen Long calmly, and asked lightly.
Wen Long didn't speak, put on a posture, and stared at Zheng Shaoge with a solemn face, looking ready.
"Bang! Bang bang bang ... Oops..."
Zheng Shaoge nodded, and his figure appeared in front of Wen Long in a flash, stretched out his right hand in his pocket, thought about it and put his hand back in his pocket.
Seeing his action, Wen Long was slightly stunned, wondering in his heart, what did he mean by this?
Zheng Shaoge quickly gave him the answer.
I saw that as soon as Zheng Shaoge put his hand back in his pocket, he quickly raised a foot and kicked Wenlong's lower abdomen.
This kick seems to be slow, but it is actually fast, Wen Long just realized that this horse was originally a kick! Before he could react, his body was like being hit by a train.
The screams became bowling balls in the air, and with a few muffled sounds, mixed with cries of pain, more than a dozen middle-aged men blocked the door
Half of them were knocked to the ground, and half of them survived because they were out of position.
Knocking down a large number of people, this is not over, Wen Long's body is still in mid-air, and it does not stop because of this, it flies out from the door, and a loud roar comes out.
Wen Long's entire body was directly embedded in the opposite wall, and a wail came out of his mouth!
Everyone in the private room was dumbfounded, and their jaws almost dropped.
Is this horse still a human being? Kicking a strong man with two hundred and thirty pounds into the air with one foot is still barely acceptable.
It's a bit unbelievable to kick people into the wall, how strong does it take to do this?
Is this still the son-in-law who is a wretch?
While everyone was shocked, they couldn't help but shudder, especially Hua Wuyu and Liu Mang, the expressions on their faces were like changing faces, which was extremely exciting.
At this moment, they finally understood how stupid they were and what others had done before. is a loss to himself and others, and he still shows that ridiculous sense of superiority in front of him.
Maybe in his eyes, we are just a bunch of self-righteous, beam-jumping clowns, right?
"Brother Long, how are you?"
Those middle-aged men who survived hurriedly ran to the opposite side and pulled Wenlong down from the wall with all hands and feet.
The master of horizontal refining, the bones in his body are hard enough, so when he smashes into the wall, he has no broken hands, except for a little detachment, there is almost nothing.
No, I'm still injured, my bald head is dripping blood, and I don't seem to have practiced iron head skills.
The four or five middle-aged men, seeing that Wenlong's bald head was dripping blood, glanced at each other, "Did you bring tissues?"
Several people shook their heads at the same time, what is this? Do you want this bald head to bleed?
At this time, a middle-aged green-haired man with an obscene appearance found a stinky stocking out of nowhere, picked up the stockings and put them on Wenlong's bald head, originally intending to use this method to stop the bleeding for the bald head.
But the socks are a little small, I haven't put them on for a long time, and the socks are worn, and they stink!
Several middle-aged men did not stop the middle-aged behavior of the green hat, after all, there was no other way for the time being. It's always good to have this stocking, and you can use it as gauze.
Covering his nose and straining hard, Wen Long was out of strength at this time, his head was also a little confused, and he vaguely smelled a smell of stinky tofu, which he was too familiar with.
Almost every day, I have to eat one or two plates, this thing stinks a little, but it tastes good, the so-called smelly and fragrant.
Smelling this smell, Wen Long seemed to come to his senses, and his bald head was not confused, he looked at several middle-aged men and asked:
"Where did you get the stinky tofu? Present it to Lao Tzu. ”
Several people supported Wenlong with one hand, covered their noses with the other, stared at each other with big eyes, the middle-aged green hat didn't put it on for a long time, took the socks to Wenlong, and said apologetically:
"Brother Long, the stockings are not on, not stinky tofu. ”
Wen Long's face was so green that he was smoked by the stockings in front of him, and immediately broke free from the support of several people, and fell on the ground and vomited wildly.
After spitting up, his legs became weak, and he yelled at a few people: "Quickly help Lao Tzu up, go and clean up that cub first, and then clean you up after a while." ”
The last sentence is directed at the cuckold man.
When the few people returned to the private room, only about a minute later, all the horses on the ground got up, and they were not injured.
Wen Long glared at Zheng Shaoge angrily, and ordered to more than a dozen of his subordinates: "Pierce your hands, you all go up together, and abolish that kid for me." ”
"Yes! Thirteen people shouted at the same time. Immediately, they all shouted and rushed towards Zheng Shaoge, not to mention, the momentum was good.
At least in the private room, the rich second generation was frightened, and all of them were pale.
With so many people dealing with Zheng Shaoge, can he still beat it? After all, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and everyone has no bottom in their hearts.
"Bang bang bang... Click, click... Ahh
However, in the face of real strength, there is no use in having more people.
In the face of the menacing appearance of these big men, Zheng Shaoge's face was unwavering. This time he took the initiative to attack, turned into an afterimage, and flashed through the crowd.
Everywhere the afterimage went, "people turned on their backs", muffled sounds, crackling of broken bones, screams... All kinds of voices are endless!
In less than ten seconds, the thirteen middle-aged men didn't even touch the corners of Zheng Shaoge's clothes, and they were all lying on the ground, and their mouths kept wailing.
Thirteen of them either had their hands or feet broken, and they looked miserable.
Zheng Shaoge will do what he says! He will never break his word.
Zheng Shaoge ignored these people on the ground, stared at Wen Long, who was leaning against the wall, trembling all over, and said lightly:
"Call Qian Tongtian and ask him to roll over, otherwise, there is no need for your hands and feet to exist.
From now on, every five minutes, I'm going to scrap a part of your body until the money comes, and see how many parts you have enough for me to dismantle?
Zheng Shaoge said, moved a chair with a back nearby, sat down for a while, leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, and looked at Wenlong calmly.