Zheng Feiyu immediately pointed at Qin Lang and said, "It's that boy who beat me and my brothers. Brother Long, you can deal with him!"

Wang Dalong looked at Qin Lang. He was very sensitive to the aura of martial arts practitioners. He was different from a reckless man like Zheng Feiyu. He knew that martial arts had their own advantages.

People with skills have different temperaments.

When he saw Qin Lang, he immediately became shaking.

The aura emanated from Qin Lang's body told him that this was a master and could not be messed with!!!

Wang Dalong realized this and his face immediately changed.

He waved Zheng Feiyu away and walked towards Qin Lang with a smile as if a Sichuan opera changed his face.

He said to Qin Lang with a flattering look: "Sir, the brothers under his command are ignorant and offended them. I hope you will be proud and let them go."

After Wang Dalong finished speaking, he took the initiative to hand over a cigarette, bent down slightly with a lighter, and prepared to light a cigarette for Qin Lang himself.

But Qin Lang didn't answer.

Wang Dalong's face froze slightly, and he kicked the boys who had besieged Qin Lang hard, and scolded, "It's not eye-catching! Now it's a civilized society, you still do such things! People complain about your involvement in gangs, so just stay in the bureau!"

Then he continued to smile flatteringly and said to Qin Lang: "Sir, these children have only arrived at our martial arts school this month. They don't understand the rules. I will teach them a lesson after I go back. I will apologize to you for today's affairs. This 200,000 yuan is an apology from our martial arts school. Please accept it."

As he said that, he swept his right hand and although the person below couldn't understand the situation, he quickly ran up with the bag of tuition he had just received.

Wang Dalong respectfully handed the bag to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang glanced at him but didn't answer.

After taking the money, he reported him to extort him by backhand. Qin Lang is not stupid.

Wang Dalong slapped his forehead and said, "Sir, I don't understand the rules. I will write a note now to prove that the 200,000 is my rude apology to Mr.

As he said that, Wang Dalong kicked another follower who was not good at doing anything and cursed, "Why don't you hurry up and get the pen and paper!"

The follower sticks out his butt! He quickly goes to the car to get a pen and paper.

Zheng Feiyu looked at the scene in disbelief, "Brother Long, what are you doing?"

He never expected that after Wang Dalong came over, he not only did not help him find the place, but also wanted to please Qin Lang and also compensate Qin Lang!!!

And you have to write a note to prove that this is an apology!!!

Doing so respectfully!

What are you doing!!

In his eyes, the director of the martial arts school, Wang Dalong, is an unfathomable expert, but why is Wang Dalong afraid of Qin Lang!

Brother Long glanced at Zheng Feiyu and cursed, "If it weren't for your father's sake, I really wanted to kick you away, come and take him away!"

Immediately, Zheng Feiyu was dragged down by someone and his mouth was covered, preventing him from speaking.

Now the follower who went to get the pen and paper ran back. Wang Dalong immediately wrote the 200,000 yuan on the paper, which was their Zhengwu Dangguan's apologies to Qin Lang, and Wang Dalong also pressed his handprint on the signature.

He respectfully handed the paper to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang glanced at him and was quite good at doing things!

It delayed his time to buy vegetables and go home to cook for his wife and babies, and he could only accept it if he could pay a 200,000 yuan gift.

After taking the money, Qin Lang hummed coldly, "This time, I won't bother with you! There's no next time!"

He now wants to take care of his wife and children, and he doesn't have time to have grudges with these people.

Big things are turned into small things.

"Yes, yes, there will definitely be no next time, I promise!" Wang Dalong immediately said flatteringly.

After saying that, he immediately asked his brothers to make way out of the middle of the road and said respectfully to Qin Lang: "Thank you for a lot of money."

Qin Lang patted the hem of his clothes and left the street with his long legs.

First, I went to the bank to deposit the money, then went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and after buying vegetables, the guests came home. Before the guests arrived, Su Shihan had just basked the sun for the babies. The sun was too strong now, so she sent the babies back to her room.

When he came out, Qin Lang was processing the ingredients for lunch. Su Shihan washed his hands and came over to ask for help.

But before he could touch Xiaoqingcai, Qin Lang grabbed it.

"Don't touch your hands, I'll do it."

"I'll help you. Today there are too many people, and you will be tired by yourself." Su Shihan said considerately.

Qin Lang pinched her face with wet hands, leaving a cool water stain.

He said drowningly: "No, although you have been confinement, delivery is a big deal. It is better to rest for a longer period of time. Touch the cold water later. You go and rest, I will do this."

Su Shihan couldn't resist him, so he could only stand up, but as soon as he turned around, he saw a bright spot of blood on the hem of Qin Lang's white T-shirt from the corner of his eyes.

She frowned immediately and asked worriedly: "Qin Lang, are you bleeding?"

Qin Lang followed her gaze and saw the blood.

Looking at Su Shihan's worried look, Qin Lang immediately explained: "Don't be afraid, it's not my blood. Today, I met a few scoundrels looking for trouble on the way to buy vegetables. I taught them a lesson. These blood are those scoundrels."

After listening to Qin Lang's explanation, Su Shihan's beautiful eyebrows still did not stretch.

"There are still several rogues! Are you really not injured when you deal with them alone? No, I want to check it out."

Qin Lang chuckled, stood up and said, "Okay, then how do you check?"

Su Shihan carefully pulled away his blood-stained hem of his clothes. Seeing the bronze skin and strong muscles faintly exposed between Qin Lang's waist and abdomen, her eyes seemed to be burned and subconsciously shrank.

But thinking that Qin Lang might be injured, she mustered up the courage to look over.

"It's really okay. Look, I have no wound at all." Qin Lang said with a smile.

Su Shihan was still worried and asked, "What about other places?"

Seeing that she was still worried, Qin Lang simply pulled her hands and took off her short sleeves.

With the bronze perfect figure in front of her, Su Shihan couldn't help but tremble her pupils.

Qin Lang has a super good figure. He usually looks quite thin when wearing clothes. After taking off his clothes, Su Shihan found that Qin Lang's figure was simply perfect.

This is the perfect figure to look slim when dressing and undressing!

The firm pectoral muscles and the well-textured eight-pack abs extend all the way to the waist of the pants. Each part looks almost perfect and full of power.

Su Shihan felt like someone was ignited in her heart, which made her feel dizzy.

But she didn't forget what she was going to do, she kept brainwashing herself: Su Shihan, be more sober, you want to check if Qin Lang was injured!

Never be fooled by beauty!

Come on, Su Shihan, you can, boldly "check"!
Chapter completed!