Chapter 9

Punish evil (this chapter is free

Xiumei truly felt isolated and helpless at this time, Zhang Qiang was reluctant to return, and the performance of others disappointed her. The actions of the hooligans became even more arrogant and arrogant. The tears of humiliation cast a shadow on the image of the people in the city. She seemed to have returned to the countryside immediately and never go to this dangerous place again.

Zhang Qiang held the hot soy milk in one hand and a few meat strips in the other, and entered the Internet cafe happily. But when he saw the scene in front of him, it seemed as if someone had spitted his face in front of him, his heart full of anger and disgust. Xiumei was outnumbered and was forced to move out of the Internet cafe by several hooligans. Xiumei resisted stubbornly, but her power was not the opponent of the other party. Because she was afraid of grievance, her face turned pale, and only her eyes looked a little red because of crying.

"Stop!" Zhang Qiang put breakfast aside and shouted loudly at them in anger. Zhang Qiang was really angry. His voice was unknowingly mixed with a hint of divine power. He heard everyone's ears, especially those ears, a thunder sounded like a flat ground. His mind shivered, and his hand that grabbed Xiumei instinctively relaxed. Xiumei saw Zhang Qiang who looked down on the world like a god, and was excited. He took advantage of the time when the gangsters were stunned to get rid of them quickly and hid behind Zhang Qiang.

After a brief loss of consciousness, the guy quickly woke up. The guy holding a cigarette in his mouth smeared the cigarette on the ground, then looked at Zhang Qiang with murderous aura and said with a grim smile: "Don't think that you have a loud voice, you are a city's person! Do not know, this is not your countryside, you can follow the rules of the city's people when you get here!" Zhang Qiang said coldly: "You are worthy of being a city's people, it's simply a shame for the city's people and a bunch of garbage!" Zhang Qiang's words made several hooligans angry, but made Xiumei even more worried. He was weak,

No matter how many enemies are, Xiumei thinks that Zhang Qiang's actions are equivalent to suicide. He gently pulled the corner of Zhang Qiang's clothes. Zhang Qiang looked at the girl who was frightened and was still full of fear and grievance in his eyes. He was full of guilt and was even more angry with these hooligans! In response to Xiumei, Zhang Qiang gently patted Xiumei's little hand holding the corner of his clothes, and gave her a look of peace of mind. This look seemed to contain some kind of magic. Xiumei's floating heart calmed down magically, and her whole body and mind were occupied by those extremely clear eyes.

Zhang Qiang looked at the other party disdainfully and said coldly: "What rules?" The other party smiled sinisterly: "What rules? Of course, whoever has the biggest fist is the boss!" As he said that, he gestured with a proud look on his fist. When Zhang Qiang heard this, he was worried about how to deal with these hooligans. The other party actually came to the door automatically. Zhang Qiang smiled honestly and said: "Since that's the case, then follow your rules, come!"

When the Internet cafe owner heard that Zhang Qiang was ignorant of his life and death, he was very worried about the young man from the countryside. However, no matter how worried he was, he did not dare to investigate the situation. This cannot be blamed. If he offended these people, he would say whether he could continue to operate the Internet cafe in the future! He could only pray for Zhang Qiang in his heart and prepare to call an ambulance as soon as possible.

The teasing of women became a full martial arts movement. The onlookers hid in the distance, fearing that blood would fly to their bodies and missing this good show. They were all more nervous and excited than the parties involved, and their eyes were shining. If they weren't worried that they wouldn't be able to catch up with the good show, it would be impossible for these people to run out to buy bags of popcorn and coke, eat and drink while enjoying it, and they could shout, shout, "Oh," and vent their passion.

"Good boy! It's worthy of being from the countryside. One word_Tiger! Brothers, I think everyone should not be polite, just loosen the bones for him!" The curly guy said, tilting his neck. He didn't move, and the guys behind him rushed up with a scream while waving his fists. Zhang Qiang hugged Xiumei behind him, and after that, he still reminded him: "Close your eyes, it's not good to look!" But Xiumei shook her head stubbornly, and still opened her eyes wide and glared at the other party. It seemed that she was a revolutionary in the past, staring at the bullets that penetrated her chest during the execution.

Who is Zhang Qiang now? Farmer! Super farmer! Super farmer with one-seventh of Nuwa's divine power! These hooligans are really not as difficult as a lice in his eyes. They hold Xiumei's hand lightly with one hand, and stretch out a finger with the other, standing in the distance, looking at the curly hair that looks disdainful, with a contempt smile on their mouths, and a phantom flashes across their right foot. With a bang and a squeak, several gangsters flew back faster than the attack speed. Before the curly hair could react, he was as the center, and the surrounding work was neatly lying into a circle.

The sudden change shocked everyone present. Although Zhang Qiang seemed to be quite burly, it was impossible for him to deal with him in the blink of an eye. Some people thought they were dazzled and rubbed their eyes hard. The Internet cafe owner was so regretful at this time. If he had known that Zhang Qiang was so powerful, he would have been a little tough at the beginning and helped the girl. Now he has made friends with this paranormal. Who dares to cause trouble for him in the future? The boss was regretful, but Xiumei was extremely surprised. She secretly glad that she didn't listen to Zhang Qiang's words just now, otherwise wouldn't she have missed a good show? At the same time, Zhang Qiang's eyes were even more confused. The hand held by Zhang Qiang's big hand came from time to time and a burst of hot currents that made her heart palpitations.

Curly Maoer confirmed it n times before he had to determine that his subordinates had been knocked down. He had to confirm that he had kicked the iron plate this time. No, maybe the steel plate is more suitable. He was trembling, but he had to fill the storefront. Curly Mao said with a trembling trembling: "Good boy, it seems that you, a country man... this person is still a little capable!" Curly Mao's words are much more cautious now than before, because he was afraid that if he said a wrong sentence, it would cause irreparable diplomatic losses! Alas, a weak country has no diplomacy!
Chapter completed!