Chapter 290 I remember I gave you a chance

"My hand, my hand is broken!" Almost at the same time, the scream of the ponytail sounded in the night, and the whole person bent down like a shrimp with the scream, and the cold sweat on his forehead rolled down like soybeans.

"Brother, spare my life, spare my life!" Soon, the scream of the ponytail turned into a cry that was worse than crying.

"How do you know it hurts? Do you know how to beg for mercy? Aren't you very arrogant?" Zhang Weidong said coldly.

"I dare not, I won't dare again next time!" The horsetail burst into tears and snot.

"Well, is there another time?" Zhang Weidong snorted coldly, grabbed the fist of the ponytail and suddenly pulled it under his feet, and the ponytail involuntarily clicked the sound of the whole person pressing on the green hair.

The green hair was trampled by Zhang Weidong, and the body of the ponytail, which weighed more than a hundred catties, suddenly pressed on him again, and immediately wailed and almost fainted.

However, Zhang Weidong didn't care whether he fainted or not. He raised his foot again and stepped on the back of the ponytail. He dared to humiliate and even try to ** his respected Professor Qin Hong in front of him. I really don't know how to write the dead word!

"You, come here!" Zhang Weidong ignored another wailing from the green hair's mouth. Zhang Shao, who had been completely scared to wake up not far away, hooked his finger and said coldly.

"What are you going to do? I'm Zhang Shilun, and my father is..." Zhang Shao looked pale at Zhang Weidong's followers like two dead dogs, and said in a trembling voice.

Even if he dreamed, he didn't expect that this inconspicuous little white face could fight so well. If he had known this, he wouldn't have casually flirted with that beautiful woman. Even if he wanted to flirt, he had to find a good place and a good time. Everything was ready!

"I don't care who your father is? If you don't roll over to me right now, I guarantee that your left hand will end up like your right hand. Zhang Weidong was most annoyed when he heard the words "My father is so-and-so" and shouted immediately.

When Zhang Shao heard the words, he subconsciously hid behind his left hand and saw Zhang Weidong's means just now. He fully believed that the little white face in front of him could be said.

"Weidong, let's forget it." At this time, Qin Hong walked to Zhang Weidong and whispered.

She is not afraid that Zhang Weidong can't beat Zhang Shao now. Zhang Shao is such a coward now. Not to mention one, even if there are five or six more, Qin Hong doesn't think that he is Zhang Weidong's opponent at all. She is afraid that Zhang Weidong will really unload his other hand. After all, this is Wuyi Mountain, not Wuzhou. If it is in Wuzhou, Qin Hong is the vice dean of the university anyway, and he is not afraid under the condition of reasoning. But in a foreign country and unfamiliar with the place, Qin Hong is still a little worried about things. "Yes, yes, this beautiful woman said that we can just forget it?" Zhang Shao saw Qin Hong speak for him and hurriedly said with a smiling face, but a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes when he said this.

The hero didn't suffer the immediate loss, so he admitted it this time first. As long as you are still in Wuyi Mountain, I don't believe that I can't deal with you!

Zhang Weidong would not pay attention to Zhang Shao, but he couldn't help but listen to Qin Hong's words, and Qin Hong looked nervous, which also made him quite unbearable. He had decided to forget it like this. As for Zhang Shao, he won't make trouble later. Zhang Weidong is really not afraid. If these guys really don't open their eyes, they can't blame him for being really cruel.

However, just as Zhang Weidong let go of his feet, more than a dozen young people suddenly rushed out of the bar not far away from the bar where they were holding wine bottles or stools, steel pipes and so on. They rushed over with a fierce momentum and shouted. But the doorman of the bar saw what happened here and went in to report.

One of the guys with raised high and large breast muscles was obviously the boss of this group of people. As soon as he came up, he shouted at Zhang Shilun, "Zhang Shao, which eye-opening thing has offended you?"

Zhang Shilun suddenly saw a large number of people arriving and holding guys in their hands. Suddenly, he cheered up and stood up straight. It even seemed that the powerless drooping arm did not hurt.

"It's that little white face! Hit me hard and beat him to the death. I'm responsible for what's going on!" Zhang Shilun pointed to Zhang Weidong, gritted his teeth, and his facial muscles twisted and shouted.

"Is it just him?" The big man looked at Zhang Weidong's thin body standing under the street lamp, and Qin Hong, who looked pale and clasped his fingers tightly with Zhang Weidong, couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

Zhang Shilun has been tossing on a woman's belly every day over the years, and his body has already been hollowed out. He knows this big man. He believes that he can't beat a little white face, but there are still two gangsters around Zhang Shilun? Those two guys are often in fights. How can they not beat a little white face?

When the big man was dumbfounded, Zhang Shilun pointed to Qin Hong and said, "That girl is reserved for me. I must make her happy!"

When Zhang Shilun didn't know that he was saying these words, a trace of cold killing flashed in Zhang Weidong's eyes. Zhang Weidong only touched the Japanese who kidnapped the Chinese girl Huang Xiaoyi in the villa.

A contemptuous look flashed on the big man's face. Obviously, he disdained Zhang Shilun's behavior, but he still nodded and said, "Don't worry, Zhang Shao, you can never run away from that girl."

With that, the big man waved his hand, and the hoodlums who had been waiting for a long time immediately knocked on the things in their hands, with a ** smile on their faces, and swaggered towards Zhang Weidong.

In their opinion, even if Zhang Weidong is really a trainer, can he beat more than a dozen of them?

Looking at the smiles of more than a dozen people with ** on their faces, holding guys in their hands, approaching step by step. Of course, Qin Hong would not think that Zhang Weidong could still beat it. Just now, Zhang Weidong played three times, and she was already very incredible.

"Run quickly and call the police immediately." However, at such a time, Qin Hong calmed down, squeezed Zhang Weidong's palm hard, and whispered. When he spoke, he didn't forget to look at the group of people approaching with vigilance.

Seeing that Qin Hong suddenly not only showed extra calmness, but also let him escape first, Zhang Weidong's body couldn't help shaking, and then gently patted her hand and comforted, "It's okay. Don't forget that I'm a master of martial arts, and these people can't help me."

Of course, Qin Hong doesn't think that Zhang Weidong is really a martial arts master. In the first few days, more than a dozen people were played on TV. How many can there be in reality? Not to mention Zhang Weidong's body. She just thought that Zhang Weidong was unwilling to leave her alone, and she couldn't help but be moved.

"Fool, now is not the time to be strong. Only when you run away can we both be saved!" Qin Hong suppressed the tears in his eyes and pinched Zhang Weidong in a low voice, as if he wanted to wake him up at once, and as if he wanted him to remember something.

Qin Hong's words seemed to work, and Zhang Weidong let go of Qin Hong's hand.

Qin Hong's heart suddenly emptied, and tears couldn't help flowing down. She suddenly found that she didn't want Zhang Weidong to leave. Even if such a choice was the wisest, she still hoped that, as shown on TV, there was a man desperately guarding her at the critical moment of life and death, rather than her husband, who would rather choose Germany than choose her.

But soon, Qin Hong's tearful eyes suddenly opened to the boss, because she saw that Zhang Weidong did not choose to leave but to move forward.

"No!" Qin Hong screamed with all his strength, and tears gushed out like a broken dyke, and then he rushed forward desperately.

But at this moment, Zhang Weidong took action.

As soon as he took action, those gangsters who had just swaggered and eaten Zhang Weidong were like straw buns. They were captured by Zhang Weidong and thrown into the sky casually, and then fell from the sky like straw buns one after another.

That scene is a bit like the scene of the Mulou War in Kung Fu played by Stephen Chow.

Qin Hong's hysterically rushed up and suddenly froze in place, staring at the "human meat bun" rising from the sky.

This kind of scene of martial arts masters throwing people like exploring bags and things. As a martial arts fan, Qin Hong has fantasized countless times in his mind, but today is the first time he has witnessed it with his own eyes, and the "human meat buns" have fallen in front of her eyes, and the recent distance is by no more than half a meter

But in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen gangsters who were swaggering just now have been lying on the ground, hummed, either with broken arms or legs, and no one can get up. At this time, Zhang Weidong stood in front of Zhang Shao and the big man again with no expression on his face.

"Big, big, big brother, spare my life!" The big head and lower teeth trembled.

He has fought a lot of fights in his life, and he has also seen blood, but fighting like Zhang Weidong is as easy as eating. He has really seen it for the first time in his life.

Well, this is just a martial arts drama!

Zhang Weidong was not interested in this big man, so he raised his foot to his stomach and kicked him.

The big man weighed at least 170 or 80 catties, but at Zhang Weidong's feet with anger, the whole person flew up like a bullet, and then fell to the ground as heavy as those people, and couldn't get up for a long time. It is estimated that it is inevitable that a little blood will come out of the internal organs.

But this is still light. If Zhang Weidong really kills, it's not as simple as a little blood in his internal organs.

"I, I, you, what are you going to do?" Zhang Shilun saw that Zhang Weidong kicked the big man who was usually able to fight away. His arrogant expression had long disappeared, and his legs trembled with fear, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

"I remember I gave you a chance, but it's a pity that you didn't cherish it!" Zhang Weidong looked at Zhang Shilun without emotion and said lightly.

(To be continued