Chapter 1113

"Well?"

Hearing Zhang Ning's words, Chang Kuan's face suddenly became very ugly.

First, this guy repeatedly hurt himself, and then this guy kicked his little brother... Chang Kuan's face was green with anger. He gave Zhang Ning a fierce look and said: "you, shut up for me!"

"I think it's you who should shut up!"

Liu Zixia put away his mobile phone and said faintly, "I'll give you one minute to think about it. It's the same sentence before. If you apologize and compensate for the loss, when the police come, I can not pursue it, otherwise I will bear the consequences!"

It's more than 7 p.m. now. Liu Zixia thinks that Yueyue and Yueyue should be hungry.

He doesn't have so much time to waste here. He might as well take Yueyue to dinner earlier.

With these words, Liu Zixia raised his wrist and looked at his watch, regardless of whether the other party had listened to him or not, and said, "now start timing, you only have 60 seconds."

"Grass, give a face, don't want a face!"

Chang Kuan saw that Liu Zixia really didn't give him face, and even gave him a countdown. Finally, he couldn't help it. He suddenly roared and said, "big tiger, Hello!"

"I've been waiting for your order, brother Kuan!"

Hearing Chang Kuan's words, a young man who had just helped him up was about 1.9 meters tall. He was full of muscles and had a bald head.

Then he stamped his feet on the ground, and the whole person rushed over like a tank, raised his fist and waved to Liu Zixia's face.

Even in the north, people with one meter and nine heads are not common!

Not to mention this guy also has a strong tendons. As soon as this guy rushes up, he will naturally take on a strong momentum. This is not born with him, but is accumulated from years of fierce fighting.

I watched this guy fiercely swing his fist at Liu Zixia, surrounded by the outside, pointing at the melon eating people here, and immediately stare straight at his glasses.

Those less daring onlookers even screamed:

"Oh, be careful, how can you do it when you say it?"

"Over, the height difference is so much, this young man must be cool!"

"It's so exciting. Let me tell you, call the police and call 120. It's too late if it's too late..."

The melon eaters are far away from here. They have to be more than 20 meters. After all, they don't want to be fussy.

If it's close, what will happen to them?

If you look at these guys wearing casual clothes, leather clothes, yellow hair and tattoos, you can see that they are not serious people. You'd better watch the excitement from a distance!

……

On the way from downtown Beijing to the commercial city, a motorcade is driving fast.

The leader was a black Tuen x, followed by a black Bentley mozanne, and then the same black Tuen x, four in a row.

They keep the same speed, moving forward!

Although the leading car and the four cars in the back are all about 300000 domestic models, the black Bentley in the middle is enough to attract everyone's attention.

After all, even in Beijing, there are not so many luxury cars.

What's more, Bentley is an imported model with a price of about 5 million, which is not something you can buy if you want.

Even in the early evening of the night, such a team is enough to attract the attention of many passers-by.

This team is from Wenxing entertainment media group.

Originally, Lang Wenxing was worried that he couldn't get in touch with Zhang Ning. Just after he called Cheng Siqi, Cheng Siqi's phone call came back.

Learning from Cheng Siqi that Zhang Ning had an accident, Lang Wenxing immediately called Liu Zixia.

Fortunately, Liu Zixia has two telephones, one for personal use and the other for work.

After dialing one of the lines was busy, he immediately dialed the second one.

When the phone is connected, Liu Zixia tells Lang Wenxing the news he got from the security guard of Yueyue primary school.

As soon as he heard that it was in front of the bar, Lang Wenxing was afraid that someone was deliberately making trouble, so he called Fang ran, who had not finished work, and asked him to take a team of security guards to Huaxi Road commercial city with him.

The driver for Lang Wenxing is the director of Security Department of Wenxing entertainment media group, Fang ran.

No way, who called Zhang Ning accident, thank you, also more security!

"Mr. Lang, don't worry. Zixia is much better than me?"

Looking at Lang Wenxing sitting in the back seat, with an anxious look on his face, he could not help but say: "Han Han and Yue Yue, surely nothing will happen."

"Well, I know, but I just don't feel at ease." Lang Wenxing nodded, wrung his brows and said, "it's reasonable to say that you can't go to Huaxi road when you go back to Villa 9."

Fang ran thought for a while and said: "in the view of Zhang Ning's character, he can't do superfluous things. It should be something happened in the middle of the way."

"Anyway, let's get there." Lang Wenxing said, "I'm afraid Zixia can't handle it alone."

"OK, I'll let them speed up!" Fang ran answered, then picked up a walkie talkie and asked the motorcade to drive faster.

The black motorcade, like a ghost, is running rapidly in the dark!

……

Huaxi Road Commercial City, in front of Nightingale bar.

Although Zhang Ning knew that Liu Zixia was a martial arts expert, he was shocked when he saw the fierce man of 1.9 meters attacking Liu Zixia's cheek with an iron fist. He roared: "dare you!"

In the car, Yueyue and Hanhan also saw this scene, and the two little girls subconsciously clenched their hands.

Like Han Han, but also a low voice exclaimed.

She just knew that uncle Zixia was very powerful, but when she saw that the tall guy wanted to fight with Uncle Zixia, she was still sweating for him.

Compared with the tension of the onlookers, Liu Zixia didn't move.

Looking at the big man waving his fist at him, Liu Zixia didn't panic at all, but showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

No one saw Liu Zixia's sneer, everyone's attack on Dahu seems to be very sure!

Seeing the tiger rush to Liu Zixia's body, his fists will touch the tip of his nose.

At this time, a slender big hand suddenly stretched out from below, directly clasped the tiger's strong wrist.

Then, the tiger's hand was suspended in the air, and he could not move forward any more.

Dahu's face changed at first, and then he felt that his wrist was clamped by a hard pair of pliers, hard and cold.

"Ah

Pain, sharp pain!

A sharp pain from his wrist along the arm up, in a moment spread all over the body!

That kind of pain, stimulate big tiger involuntarily loud scream.

Just before he began to struggle, he felt that he was leaning forward, and then the wind was under his feet, and a sense of flying through the clouds came.

Poop!

Liu Zixia pulled the tiger in his own direction, then took back his left crotch and stepped forward with his left foot.

With his left body and arm, he seemed to be slow, but in fact he ran into the tiger quickly.

It's Xiong Huang, the bear play in Wuqinxi, Xiong Huang!

Liu Zixia's seemingly powerless flash, in the moment of hitting the tiger, the tiger's body first appeared a moment of stagnation, and then it was like being hit by a 60 mile car, the whole person directly flew six or seven meters away.

Six or seven meters away, Chang Kuan, who had just been too close to the ground and was pressed by a fat man, was standing there looking at him in order not to suffer any more.

The tiger flew towards him. He wanted to run, but he couldn't!

The speed that big tiger flies over is too fast, he just almost was crushed to fall apart again, which still has strength to run!

As a result, this guy became a back cushion again. The tiger's body, which looked like 1780 Jin, was heavily pressed on him.

Because this time it's throwing and pressing from top to bottom, so... It's bad luck for Chang Kuan. The boy's mouth overflowed with blood when he was pressed by the tiger. He should have been forced out of the internal injury!

Quiet!

Dead silence, the space in front of Nightingale bar seems to have stopped.

At the scene, no matter whether it's the melon eating crowd or the gangsters around... Everyone's actions are fixed in that moment.

Their mouths were wide open, staring at this amazing scene!

To tell you the truth, this scene is more surprising than the fact that Liu Zixia just kicked fat man!

There is an old Chinese saying that the arm can't twist the thigh!

In other words, the arm is never as strong as the leg, and the hand is not as strong as the foot.

Before, Liu Zixia kicked the fat man three or four meters away with his feet, which was acceptable.

But just now, this guy used his shoulder to throw the 1.9-meter-tall, broad-minded, muscular man five or six meters away!

This distance is not what ordinary people can do, right?

Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Liu Zixia, with fear and inconceivability!

This man looks very tall. How can he have so much strength?

"Get him, who will give him a leg or an arm? I'll give him 200000. Don't worry, I'll take care of what's wrong!"

All of a sudden, a voice full of resentment rang out.

Chang Kuan got up from the ground again. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Li Zixia with resentment.

If the eyes could kill people, I'm afraid Liu Zixia would have died more than 1000 times.

"Dare to beat our tiger brother, go ahead and kill him!"

"Brothers, brother Kuan has spoken. We can't be underestimated."

"Don't be afraid. He's only one person. No matter how hard he is, he can't beat us more than 30..."

Chang Kuan's voice is a wake-up call to the little gangsters around.

They stare at Liu Zixia one by one. It doesn't look like they are looking at people. It looks like they are looking at a pile of banknotes.

It's true that people die for money and birds die for food!

These people only care about money, they don't care about people's life or death, and they don't think whether they have life to earn or spend!

Seeing so many people around, some of them were still holding baseball bats. In the distance, the melon eaters, who were in shock, felt that things were going to be serious and began to call the police one after another.

At the beginning, they all held the idea that more is better than less, so they just looked at it and didn't think of going to the police.

No one wants the police to come, go to the station with them to take a statement!

Besides, these guys are not good people at first sight. What if they retaliate afterwards?

But now it's not the same. If things really go wrong, even if people die, they still have to go to take a confession.

It's better for them to call the police!

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PS: today's third shift, this is the first shift