Chapter 581

All people are the same and like to be lively. Tang Chuan just a light drink, thick arm stopped in the air, all eyes fell on his body.

Zhou xiaonuo called out: "husband."

He Qiang looks bad. He stares at the comer. With a wave of his hand, the gangsters retreat one after another and confront Tang Chuan.

"Brother, where did you get mixed up?" He Qiang asked, looking at a body without a logo, but also like expensive clothes, beating the drum in his heart.

The building of the home for the aged became restless. After a long time of tossing, many old people and middle-aged nurses went out of their rooms and watched the situation quietly.

Not everyone is willing to stand up in times of crisis, and not everyone is willing to contribute their own strength to the nursing home. This is too difficult for most people, it has nothing to do with morality and justice.

Tang Chuan looked at his classmates, and the beauty of the teacher after the expression of relief, looking at he Qiang, asked: "who are you? Do you know whose territory Qingcheng is? "

"Poof!"

Some gangsters laugh, but they are stopped trying to scold and ridicule.

"Hold your hand

Tang Chuan looks cold, the voice of Sen Han falls in he Qiang's ear, there is no face to discuss, but orders.

"Who is your excellency?" He Qiang stares at Tang Chuan's eyes tightly. His voice is not as bad as it was just now.

"Me?" Tang Chuan chuckled, "I said my name, you will not know. You don't deserve it. "

Tang Chuan laughs wantonly, so that a group of small gangsters are dumb, looking at Tang Chuan silently, for a moment, he begins to wonder whether the people in front of him are pretending.

Soon, he Qiang thought well, all came. He could not give up halfway and was scared off by Tang Chuan's words.

"My brother, don't you give me face?" Some people can't help it. In addition, he Qiang didn't say anything this time. His smile was very harsh.

"I'll tell you..."

"I'll tell you!" Tang Chuan's voice is not big, not half as big as that of the little gangsters. However, he has the ability to attract people's hearts, which makes them shut their mouths involuntarily.

"I hate that other people's voices are louder than me, and I hate mole ants threatening me even more!"

Tang Chuan's icy voice not only did not make the little hunk feel withdrawn, but also made him sneer, thinking that Tang Chuan was pretending.

"So... I am the mole ant in your mouth? Do you want my grandfather to loosen your muscles and bones? "

A slap, that slow to the extreme, the punk saw all grinning at the slap, to his face, he found his avoidance is futile. The pain and the laughter behind him made him angry.

Tang Chuan then kicked it flying, cold eyes such as a knife, scanning a lot of gangsters: "I hate a lot of people and things, including you garbage."

A slap and a foot shock is obviously not enough. Under the sign of he Qiang, the younger brother took out his mobile phone and began to call the gangsters who were still sleeping. The students and a group of people in the nursing home were all silent.

"Find more people."

Tang Chuan doesn't care how many punks come here. He can kill countless people with a slap in the face.

He Qiang hears the speech and frowns. No one wants to provoke a powerful enemy. What's more, this person has nothing to do with the home for the aged.

You know, this is Huaxia. The nursing home is the last place for the old people to go. Most of the old people who can come are lonely old people. There is no pressure for small gangsters to bully them.

Just as in the past few times, except for a few people who will resist, others are indifferent to their own affairs and ready to move away. This is not the only home for the aged in Qingcheng.

"As the saying goes," it's better to settle an enemy than to get married. "Let's shake hands and make peace, sir He Qiang Road, he took soft, and do not say that the person in front of him has no background, that is, he cleaned up the small five son sharp two, this courtyard person is not his opponent.

He Qiang never made a living by fighting. He relied on his head. At first, he was under Zhang Tian's command, and he recruited many gangsters in his name. On weekdays, he also received some private work during the day. In addition to the upper confession and the lower income, he could still lose a lot of money.

But Zhang Tian's death was too sudden. It was said that Lingyun, the king of Qingcheng, was sunk into the sea. It can be seen that power is not important to the king of Qingcheng. So he wanted to make a final profit and run straight with the money he had saved. These people are dead or alive.

This is the way the world is. The weak eat the strong. He Qiang has no sympathy for this. He only thinks for himself.

"Do you deserve it?"

Tang Chuan did not know he Qiang's idea, only three words completely angered he Qiang.

"Well said

He Qiang has a cold eye for good words.

"Are you not convinced?" Zhou xiaonuo, who is supported by some people, finally has a chance to interrupt. At the same time, he Qiang is also provoked. He wants to prove that he is not strong in the outside but in the middle, which is his nature.

However, he Qiang only looked at her, not nostalgic for her youthful body, staring at Tang Chuan tightly.

The last ray of sunshine does not fall from the gap between the tall Osmanthus fragrans leaves, the blue sky does not know when it has been filled with white cumulonimbus, a time of rain and rain."Boss, I've called them all here... Or we'll vote for Zhao?" He Qiang's confidant came forward and said cautiously. He knew that there was no way to do well in today's affairs, and he could only make bad plans to ensure a comeback.

"Let me see."

He Qiang did not immediately make the decision, but pondered. He always does things carefully, and only he knows what he wants to run away from. If he doesn't want to run away, it's no problem to go to Zhao Xiaofeng. In Qingcheng, he is kind and kind.

But I plan to run. If I throw myself to Zhao Xiaofeng now, it's too risky.

However, he also thought of Tang Chuan, eyebrows a pick, on his mind.

"Tell Mr. Zhao that he Qiang is with him today!" He Qiang smiles and turns to tangchuan, and turns fierce again.

Tang Chuan has not been standing foolishly, with the group of small gangsters who do not flow into the confrontation. To tell the truth, Tang Chuan felt that they were dirty and didn't want to do it himself.

But in the morning, he went out in a hurry. He didn't bring his mobile phone, so he couldn't tell Ling Yun to come over and help with the garbage.

"You! Don't come here A little gangster was cold and fierce. He saw that Tang Chuan came to him and waved his dagger in a hurry to defend himself.

Yes, it's self-defense.

Small gangsters are also human beings, and they are afraid of pain. In addition to having no skills, they just don't want to be tired.

Just now Tang Chuan cleaned up the small five son's quickness, the vast majority of small gangsters do not want to contact with Tang Chuan. This is their nature, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.

"Roll"

after the word "roll", Tang Chuan did not hurry to let him go through the small gangsters, and their complexity was ignored by him.

"Hoo!"

The wind blows and the clouds surge.

"I've kept you waiting." Tang Chuan said, with open arms, if not scared hard, the little girl will not be strong outside and the small gangster theory.

Looking at the beautiful teacher next to him, the latter just gives Tang Chuan a big white eye in return. After all, this is a public property office. These students don't know the whole relationship between Tang Chuan and Liu Qingyan. They all think that Tang Chuan just came for Zhou xiaonuo.

Zhou xiaonuo sobbed, to not immediately will be beautiful small face full of tears, just a force with powder fist hammer Tang Chuan, in his arms really squeeze out a smile. Girls are used to hurt.

"Well, don't cry. I'll see who they can hire to help. It'll be all over the place. Speaking of it, Lingyun is extremely lazy. If I directly compile the underworld in Qingcheng, I can have a look at it occasionally. " Tang Chuan comforted her and gently brushed her eyes with his fingers, as if to wipe her tears.

"Go away! I'm not crying Little beauty eyes and cheeks are red, hate to look at Tang Chuan, a push him away, secretly angry he let himself shame.

"Well, it's time to dress up again."

Tang Chuan comforts the little beauty with a smile, and looks at a group of small gangsters with bad eyes, waiting for their reinforcements to arrive.

Wait a minute. After half an hour, there are 70 or 80 gangsters in the yard. The number alone frightens many students to go upstairs quietly. Or they report to the police under the gaze of the old people that it's no use at all.

Tang Chuan was too lazy to wait. He took off his coat and threw it to the little beauty. Looking at a group of gangsters, he grinned and said, "those who are afraid of death can go to the police."

Dumb, this sentence is obviously to let just a little punk some dumbfounded, first came in the heart but some drum.

"If he wants to die, let him die!" He Qiang spoke. He was worried that he would be hesitant. Those who only knew how to bully the soft and afraid of the hard would not dare to go on.

A little gangster took the lead to rush up. With fierce fists and fierce fists, he slipped through Tang Chuan's chest with an elbow strike and a second kill.

The fall of a little gangster is just the beginning of arousing their hatred against the enemy. The next second, the little gangsters are not hesitating, but rush forward to fight against one move and two moves.

Tang Chuan's movements are not fast, let alone beautiful. Each move is extremely concise. It only plays a role in knocking down the enemy, not killing.

For this kind of garbage, Tang Chuan has no desire to kill them. At most, he will teach them a lesson.

It has to be said that it is this kind of connivance without severe punishment that makes the muddle class last forever.

In a minute or so, nearly a hundred of them were knocked down to the ground by Tang Chuan's unremarkable fist and foot, groaning.

It's not a game, it's not between life and death. Tang Chuan won't give them any water at the same time.

The touch from fist to flesh is absolutely excellent. They are still groaning and unwilling to face the reality.

"Is that the level of your men?" Tang Chuan did not pick a baseball bat. He picked up a baseball bat from the ground and played it twice. After confirming that it was true, he abandoned the guy holding the baseball bat just now.

"In that case, you can call an ambulance and call the police. You can report it yourself." Tang Chuan approached him, every step was the devil's step, which made him scared. He looked at Tang Chuan carefully, but he still didn't know what was hidden in his body. He could fight so hard!"He is my Zhao Xiaofeng's, and I hope to leave some thin noodles." Outside the nursing home, a voice came in. ＜/p

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