The Return of the City’s Cultivation

Zhang Liang's words made everyone silent.

The waiters on the side looked sallow. In this case, they must not be able to get out.

Seeing that the matter had reached the point of irreversibility, and hearing the second generation of the rich vying to give Zhang Liang their share of the Qingba, Li Siyu's face suddenly turned pale, and two lines of tears flowed down. She felt that she was facing the whole world alone, she was so powerless, so helpless, like a small boat in the raging sea, soon to be broken by the evil waves.

Mo Shaotian saw that all of his reliance was crushed down by others, he tugged his mouth and laughed, and said in a low voice, "Zhang Liang, things can be said well..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Liang grabbed him and kicked him to the ground, cursing: "Fuck Nima, Zhang Liang was also called by you. Just now you are the most awesome!"

"I still said that, what kind of green onion are you!"

Zhang Liang started to do it. Fan Jianming on the side smiled and asked Qian Baiyin to sit down in his spare time. Under such circumstances, he shouted: "Bring me two glasses of Henshini!" Seeing the waiter with terrifying eyes. Looking at him, he didn't move, and said helplessly: "Why, isn't your place clear? If the guests want to drink, don't do business anymore?"

"Boys, take care of Brother Fan and Lao Qian!" Zhang Liang shouted.

Qian Baiyin was accustomed to seeing such small scenes, and did not speak, but smiled silently. Although he is chivalrous and heartfelt, if he deals with the enemy, he is definitely a thunderous method, otherwise, how can he gain a foothold in society.

The waiter tremblingly brought the two glasses of wine over. Fan Jianming and Qian Baiyin were drinking and chatting, but they didn't have anything to do with what was happening in front of them.

Mo Shaotian was kicked by him and was immediately furious. After all, he is also the son of the mayor of Ying. He really annoyed him and moved his father out. Even Fan Jianming had a headache and shouted, "My dad. But the mayor, do you dare to move me?"

It's a pity that everything was just his wishful thinking. Zhang Liang's backstage was tough and he didn't even bother with what he said. He slapped Mo Shaotian's face with a slap, and cursed, "I'm going to you, today is the operation of you!"

Mo Shaotian saw him being so insulted, he burst out suddenly, the fish died and the net broke, avoiding his slap, lifting his foot on his chest, and kicking him out.

As a famous young man in Yingzhou, Mo Shaotian was really not under Shao Yuchen's strength, and most people weren't opponents.

Mo Shaotian followed and said to the second generation of the rich: "It's useless to say anything now. They won't let us go. There are just a few of them here, but we have more than 20. Can we still beat them?"

He was ready to give it a go.

The second generation of the rich did not say anything.

Ye Tian shook his head on the sidelines.

Fan Jianming and Qian Baiyin smiled and talked, as if it wasn't a big battle happening here.

Zhang Liang grabbed his chest and stood up, and said with a smile, "Dare to do it!"

"There are more people, right?"

"Okay, call someone."

The gangster standing at the door whistle, less than a minute, surging footsteps suddenly sounded on the Golden Street, and more than two hundred young people in fancy dresses holding baseball bats and machetes, running aggressively.

Not only did they stand full of Qingba, but even the streets outside Qingba were full of people. They closed the front and back doors, and no one could get out and no one could get in.

Zhang Liang obviously made perfect preparations.

Seeing these murderous youths, all the rich second-generation standing aside, bowed their heads, did not dare to speak, or even dared to move.

Li Siyu grabbed Ye Tian's clothes tightly, not even panting with fear. Ye Tian felt her hands keep shaking, patted her shoulder, and said softly, "Don't be afraid. I am here!"

Zhang Liang's face was ruthless, and he suddenly pointed at Mo Shaotian.

"Dare to do it with me and kneel down for me!"

After all, Mo Shaotian has also seen some scenes, much better than the other rich second generations. Although all the vicious young people are in front of him, the fierceness broke out at this moment, and he shouted: "Let me kneel, you are not worthy!" "While talking, he blinked and cheated.

His skill was actually better than Shao Yuchen's, his legs turned into a black shadow, and the sound of the wind was rushing. Before Zhang Liang could react, he was knocked down by him.

He took a step and grabbed Fan Jianming's side, and shouted: "It's all about how good you are. Today I want to see and see. If you lose, leave me alone!"

Fan Jianming looked at him playfully: "This is going to be singled out with me, I promise you, but the people who have fought with me ended up miserably."

Mo Shaotian yelled, "Stop talking nonsense." After a punch, Fan Jianming sat still, letting his fist fall on the table, and immediately smashed the wooden table into a hole.

Fan Jianming still sat motionless, smiling exaggeratedly: "Mom, this punch is so powerful!" Seeing Mo Shaotian followed up with another punch, he hit his temples, his eyes cold. With a clever effort, he took his fist with his hand, waited for him to skew, grabbed his hair along the way, picked it up and suddenly lifted it up, and then slammed it on the table with a loud "bang". The sound made everyone's hearts tremble, and Mo Shaotian's face was full of blood, and he leaned back, lying on the ground just groaning.

These rich second generations all know that Mo Shaotian has real skills under his hands, and the Sanshou team is not enough to look at them, but Fan Jianming has no resistance to fight in the blink of an eye. How terrifying Fan Jianming is, no Dare to imagine. The fierceness in his shots is also the same as in the legend. Seeing this, the rich second generations are even more frightened.

Seeing his skill, Ye Tian also gave a soft "Huh".

Fan Jianming didn’t let him go. He didn’t stop trying to kill him. He didn’t stop until he beat people to fear him. Now Mo Shaotian has no power to fight back, but he went up, grabbed his hand, and He pulled his arm up and broke, and suddenly kicked his elbow. The second generation of the rich exclaimed, with cold sweat on his face like rain, this time he pressed hard, and Mo Shaotian's arm would immediately break at the elbow. Li Siyu buried her head on Ye Tian's back, her body couldn't help twitching, obviously she couldn't bear this **** scene.

"Jianming!"

Suddenly a voice stopped him, it was Qian Baiyin.

"I didn't say that your violent temperament needs to be changed."

Fan Jianming smiled and nodded, then sat down again.

Seeing Fan Jianming not moving, Zhang Liang wouldn't let Mo Shaotian go like this, dragged Mo Shaotian to the center of Qingba, and couldn't help laughing.

Qian Baiyin ignored Fan Jianming's kind restraint.

Zhang Liang shouted to the many rich second-generation and waiters: "Get all of them!"

Everyone is now the fish on the chopping board, how dare you not listen, one by one walked over in horror.

Zhang Liang grinned and said, "It's not difficult for you. I only interrupt one of your legs, so you can leave Qing inside."

Everyone was devastated before. Hearing what he said, their hairs stood up and collapsed, and they kept begging for mercy one by one.

"Brother Zhang, I'm sorry, I don't dare anymore."

"Brother Zhang, just put me as a fart!"

Some of them even cried bitterly, and could no longer take care of face at this moment.

"It's okay, it hurts for a while, and it will pass soon." Zhang Liang had a funny expression, but suddenly he saw that Ye Tian and Li Siyu had not come, and shouted: "Oh, beautiful Li Siyu, you Why are you still standing there, come here!"

Li Siyu heard him cry, her legs softened and almost fell to the ground.

Fan Jianming turned his head and glanced at Li Siyu's name.

"I promised the Li family not to move you, but the death penalty is unavoidable, and the living sin is inevitable. If you want to go out today, let's take a striptease on the spot to feast your eyes on everyone!" He only saw Li Siyu, but did not treat her at all. The tattered Ye Tian next to him looked at him.

His remarks caused the young people to howl.

Li Siyu couldn't hold it anymore, she started crying, her face pale as paper, and her eyes were helpless. She turned her gaze to Ye Tian, ​​but knew that now he had nothing to do.

Everyone was crying and begging, and Li Siyu's cries made Zhang Liang more excited, pretending to be gentle: "Beauty, come down, don't let us wait too long!" Seeing Ye Tian standing aside, Scolded: "Boy, get out of my way!"

"Zhang Liang, you scared Li Siyu, roll over and apologize to her!" Ye Tian hooked his hand and sneered at the corner of his mouth.