"F * ck." Zhou Hui couldn't hold it in anymore and directly rushed in.
Liu Bing also followed closely behind, charging in together with Zhou Hui.
As soon as they entered, those who were still drinking stood up and walked towards Zhou Hui.
Zhou Hui just glanced at them and then walked over to Little Spring.
At this time, Zhou Hui saw a few people pulling Little Spring. Some people's hands and feet weren't honest, and they were even trying to mess with Little Spring.
Zhou Hui faced the man next to him and rushed forward without holding back.
The man was thrown backwards by Zhou Hui's kick, and the wine bottle in his hand shattered on the ground.
He seemed to be very angry. Struggling to his feet, he shouted a curse at Zhou Hui.
The few people beside Xiao Quan also stood up and looked at Zhou Hui.
Little Spring raised his head in fear and saw Zhou Hui standing in front of him.
She started to cry loudly.
Seeing Little Spring like this, Zhou Hui knew that Little Spring must have been wronged. Looking at him, he also felt his heart ache, but luckily, he arrived in time.
If it was too late, he didn't know what would happen.
After the man next to Zhou Hui struggled to stand up, he pointed at Zhou Hui's nose and said something.
Zhou Hui didn't understand what he was saying, but of course he didn't want to hear it either.
He brandished his fist and charged forward.
Very soon, he knocked down these men, who were all lying on the ground, hugging their stomachs and rolling around in pain.
Little Spring saw this and quickly ran over to Zhou Hui's side, grabbing him by the waist.
Like a frightened kitten, his face was stained with dirt.
Zhou Hui saw this and felt his heart ache. He couldn't hold back his anger and kicked the man next to him twice.
At this moment, Zhou Hui heard Liu Bing's scream.
When he turned around, he saw another side of the abandoned car.
Liu Bing was currently surrounded by those men.
They didn't seem to know what was going on here and were actually making a move against Liu Bing.
"Zhou Hui, quickly save me. Help me, Zhou Hui!" Liu Bing yelled until her throat was broken.
Zhou Hui looked at Little Spring and saw that she had calmed down. He nodded at her and ran towards Liu Bing.
Little Spring turned around to look at the men on the ground. She still hadn't gotten rid of the shadow from before and also chased after Zhou Hui.
As soon as they saw Zhou Hui bring Little Spring over, one of the men walked over and stood in front of Zhou Hui.
The remaining few people surrounded Liu Bing and stood behind her.
Even in this situation, Zhou Hui saw a man's disgusting hands still on Liu Bing Bing's waist, sliding around randomly.
He felt disgusted and ignored everything else, directly pouncing towards Liu Bing and kicking them while they weren't expecting it.
Kicking the man far away.
The man who had been standing in front of Zhou Hui walked in front of him and quickly opened his arms to stop him. His mouth was still shouting something.
Zhou Hui turned to look at Little Spring.
Little Spring understood and quickly said, "Master, he said you can't afford to offend them, and he even asked who you are?"
Zhou Hui sneered and stared at that man, "Tell them, your father doesn't change his name. Zhou Hui is also, he's their Grandpa Zhou."
Little Spring proudly told it to Zhou Hui.
After hearing this, the man was very angry. He waited for Zhou Hui to directly say, "Eighty!"
Little Spring didn't need to translate this sentence, Zhou Hui already knew what it meant.
The man felt insulted, and ran towards Zhou Hui with his men behind him.
Seeing them pounce at him one after the other, Zhou Hui calmly stood there. With a wave of his palm and a kick, those people all retreated.
Zhou Hui saw that the man he had been fighting against had taken advantage of the moment when he wasn't paying attention to slip behind him.
He thought that the man wanted to escape, but he didn't expect him to bring out a katana.
The blade was not light at all. The man had to use a lot of effort to pick it up.
Under the light's illumination, the shiny saber blade instantly blinded Zhou Hui's eyes.
The next moment, he saw a man holding a katana high up in the air, shouting as he chopped towards Zhou Hui.
When the men who had been fighting with Zhou Hui saw this, they all retreated.
Zhou Hui dodged him when he got there, then he swung his fist backwards, landing it on that man's waist.
His hands were also unable to bear the pressure and he was directly knocked to the ground by the katana.
As for Zhou Hui, he turned around and stepped on Zhou Hui's back.
Seeing that he was defeated so easily, that man laid on the ground, crying and crying with snot all over his face.
Xiao Quan seemed to have walked out from the shadow just now and saw him walking over while laughing.
"Master, he said he was going to cut himself off!"
"Is that so?" Zhou Hui heard this and immediately found it interesting. He no longer bothered him and immediately hid to the side, "Okay. Tell him that I'll give him a chance to commit suicide."
The man Xiao Quan squatted down to watch laughed and told him.
The man suddenly roared in anger, then forced himself up and swung his sword at Zhou Hui.
This time, Zhou Hui wasn't laughing with him and was frowning.
He originally thought that this man would be at a disadvantage, but he didn't expect that he would still dare to charge at him.
He cautiously resisted the man. In just a few seconds, the man was no longer able to fight back. He panted heavily and stood there with the sword in his hand. He didn't even have the strength to lift it.
Zhou Hui took advantage of this time to kick him with his leg. That man was sent flying and the blade heavily smashed into him.
"Little Spring, tell him, aren't we going to cut ourselves off? Tell him not to embarrass himself here. "
"Yes, Master."
Little Spring happily walked over to that man, and relayed Zhou Hui's words to that man.
After hearing what Zhou Hui said, he looked at his brother. That man had a katana in his hand, and his face was filled with despair. He pointed the blade at him.
He raised the sword high up and closed his eyes, then directly stabbed it into his stomach.
Seeing that he was serious, Zhou Hui's face turned cold. He hastily kicked the blade away.
If he was not in time, the knife would have stabbed into his stomach.
When Zhou Hui kicked, the tip of the blade wasn't even two centimeters away from his stomach.