Because there was one more Qin Ming at the dinner table, Chen Zhiyue rarely spoke. Most of the time, Qin Ming used a hot face to touch his cold butt, but he was still happy. Zhang Xiaofan admired the persistence of this tall, rich and handsome man.

Halfway through the meal, Zhang Xiaofan got up and went to the bathroom. He had just washed his hands in the sink and watched Qin Ming walk in.

"Don't look at me like that."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his hands in front of the mirror, then passed by Qin Ming, and went to the front of the blow dryer to dry his hands.

"Zhang Xiaofan, I want to talk to you."

Qin Ming has been following him all the time.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhang Xiaofan turned around and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin, I'll just say something. Look, I'm not friendly, and I don't think there is any need to waste too much time."

Qin Ming sneered, "You still know."

"I'm not blind, I can see it."

Zhang Xiaofan pointed at his eyes and said, "Tell me."

"Ten million, leave Shenzhiyue."

"If 10 million is not enough, I can add 20 million."

Qin Ming took out the checkbook from his pocket and said arrogantly, "Please offer it, for a poor boy like you, this is an opportunity to change your destiny."

"That's it?"

Zhang Xiaofan tsk his mouth and said uninterestedly: "Chenzhiyue is a human, not a decoration in the store, so you can't buy it with money."

"Don't be ungrateful!"

Qin Ming changed his gentle and elegant style and said with a grim face: "Do you know that your kid is already in trouble? You promise me that I will not only give you money, but also keep you safe."

"Then come."

Zhang Xiaofan looked plain and raised his hand to press it on Qin Ming's shoulder, "Make the storm more violent, whoever cowards will be the grandson!"

After saying that, Zhang Xiaofan turned around and left, leaving Qin Ming with an angry look on his face beat his chest and stamping his feet.

Chen Zhiyue left. In the afternoon, Zhang Xiaofan sent Buddha to the west, took her to the airport, and then went home alone.

In the afternoon, he practiced his grasping hands with the dolls in the martial arts training ground for a whole afternoon, and he had already achieved the level of integration. He went out for a meal in the evening, went around the park, and went home at around 8 o'clock in the evening.

He opened the door at the door of his house and noticed that someone had been following him. He pretended not to know, so he went straight into the room, but opened the door, hoping that the other party would fall into the trap.

He went into the kitchen to burn a pot of water. When he came out of the kitchen, he saw that there were more than a dozen people standing in his house.

The leader was a big bald man sitting on the sofa and fiddling with a teacup at his house. Zhang Xiaofan didn't know him, but he knew a man next to the big bald man, Zhuang Liang and the dog legs in the Qin Ming party.

"Brother, that's this kid!"

When Zhuang Liang saw Zhang Xiaofan's eyes turned red, he pointed at Zhang Xiaofan and shouted.

"My name is Zhuangbei. The land in Jiangchengbei City is mine. You just hit my brother?"

Zhuang Bei touched his big bald head and grinned and said, "You seem crazy?"

Zhang Xiaofan put down the kettle and said, "The space at home is narrow, let's go out and talk."

"It's really crazy."

Zhuang Bei stood up and patted his thighs, "So brave, let's go out and negotiate."

A group of people followed Zhang Xiaofan out and stood in the yard. Zhuang Liang began to feel proud, "Boy, have you ever thought about how I am today after beating me?"

Zhang Xiaofan said calmly: "What do you want?"

"how?"

Zhuang Liang laughed, "Of course I've killed you bastard!"

"profound!"

Zhang Xiaofan nodded.

profound?

What's this attitude?

Isn't this kid afraid?

Zhuang Liang was so excited that he thought that bringing so many people would scare Zhang Xiaofan to death. But the other party just said calmly.

"Brother, let's do it!"

Zhuang Liang shouted.

“Hand it.”

Zhuang Bei gave his younger brother a lot of face. With a wave of his hand, a group of strong men rushed forward.

Zhuang Liang asked his brother to bring people to avenge him, but for Zhang Xiaofan, he was worried that no one would accompany him as a target when practicing the capture. This was a good thing that happened to be delivered to the door, so of course he would not refuse anyone.

A group of men are not ordinary gangsters. If they can make a living with Zhuang Bei, they must be elites. It is no problem to pull out one person to deal with three or five gangsters.

But the tension in the battle made Zhuang Bei not relax at all, but instead became more and more nervous.

The high school student didn't know what method he used to open the stick, then close his body, and turned his fists into claws. As long as he was stuck, no one would have a good ending. He either broke his arm or his bones were misaligned, and he lay on the ground in pain and rolled on the ground.

"I'm going to fight! Brother, this kid... this kid is so good at fighting!"

Zhuang Liang was frightened and looked at Zhuang Bei with a pale face.

"Go to the car and call your Uncle Li out, and you've encountered a thrust idea."

Zhuang Bei is worthy of being a hero and can still remain calm.

Zhuang Liang ran out without hesitation.

After a while, more than a dozen strong men were all lying on the ground, and Zhuang Liang also walked in with a thin middle-aged man.

At this time, Zhuang Liang returned to calm again. Uncle Li was a master hired by his elder brother for a lot of money. He didn't do anything these days because his elder brother was anxious to finalize the master.

Uncle Li took action and was foolproof.

Zhang Xiaofan also noticed Uncle Li's existence and clapped his hands to look at the other party, "Come on."

"Uncle Li, teach this bastard a lesson!"

Zhuang Liang shouted from the side.

Uncle Li glanced at Zhuang Bei, Zhuang Bei nodded. He pulled out his posture, swept his legs across, and then punched directly close to his body.

The fist is strong and fierce.

"You Uncle Li is a master of Hongquan in the Southern School, so there should be no accidents."

Zhuang Bei stared at Zhang Xiaofan coldly and snorted coldly.

Zhuang Liang nodded repeatedly, and the horses said, "Then you must be sure, Uncle Li will take action and be sure of everything."

"ah……"

Uncle Li was directly stuck to his wrist by Zhang Xiaofan, and then he threw it over his shoulder. In conjunction with Wing Chun's fist, pressing it on the ground was like a bombardment.

Zhuang Bei and Zhuang Liang were squinting.

This is too fast, right?

"Something is a bit, but not enough!"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and shouted at Zhuang Bei with disappointment: "Is there no expert who can show off?"

Lover is looking for a target for training.

Zhuang Bei felt mixed feelings, so hesitated for a moment, and slapped Zhuang Liang on the face with his backhand, and hit Zhuang Liang directly to the ground.

"Brother, you're crazy, why are you hitting me?"

Zhuang Liang got up and shouted innocently.

Not to mention Zhuang Liang being beaten up, even Zhang Xiaofan, who was watching, did not expect that he was really shocked.

"Why hit me?"

"Brother, it won't work today. You can call more people tomorrow and kill this kid!" Zhuang Liang yelled in discontent.

Zhuang Bei naturally had his own plan in his mind and said with a dark face: "I will say it last time, can you apologize if you can't go, or won't you?"

Zhuang Liang was frightened. His eldest brother was so angry. He walked up to Zhang Xiaofan tremblingly and lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry."
Chapter completed!