C337 You're in trouble you're in trouble

In the downtown area, a few fierce men were chasing after an unarmed child. No matter how one looked at it, it was clear that they were filled with indignation.

However, in the entire street, other than Ye Qian, no one else dared to shout or stop them. Everyone was afraid of getting into trouble. No one could stop such a violent scene. Everyone could not help but feel that the world was cold and people were warm.

Liu Mingchuan at this point was very righteous and compassionate, our young master Liu is not afraid of this group of vicious looking fellows, and still dares to speak words of mockery.

Once Liu Mingchuan opened his mouth, all of the contradictions seemed to have converged onto Ye Qian.

The short, fat bald man looked up and saw that they were only three brats still wet behind the ears, so he did not mind at all. He extended his hand and threw the small beggar to his subordinates, then walked over to Ye Qian's table alone.

With furrowed brows, the short, fat, and bald man said rudely, "Hey, you stinking brats, was it you who used charcoal to smash laozi?"

"Why ask when you already know the answer!" Zhang Hao snorted in disdain as he continued eating his kebabs and drinking his beer. Ever since he had cultivated the Witch Chant, Zhang Hao's courage grew. Against these little bullies, Zhang Hao didn't have the slightest bit of fear. Maybe this was the spirit of Ancient Witch Clan!

Hearing Zhang Hao's words, the short and fat baldy became furious, his hands fiercely grabbed onto Ye Qian and the other two as he prepared to flip the barbeque table: "F * ck, you little bastards, you want to flip the sky over?!"

However, just as the short fat bald man raised his hand, Ye Qian slapped his palm on the table.

With a rumbling sound, the barbeque table remained untouched. As for the short and fat bald man, his body suddenly trembled, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Ye Qian did not even glance at the short fatty, his face full of disdain.

Liu Mingchuan joked: "Hey you bald donkey, even though you did something wrong, you shouldn't kneel down, this gift is too big, I can't take it!"

With that, Liu Mingchuan raised his leg and directly kicked the short and fat bald man's face. The short and fat bald man's face was immediately covered in blood, and he fell down heavily.

Although Liu Mingchuan was not a martial artist, he was still a top ten expert in Linghai No.1 Middle School. The strength of this kick could be imagined.

The short and fat bald man shook his head, and finally got up from the ground, "F * ck! You little red blokes! I'll kill you all!"

The short and fat bald man shouted at his companions behind him, "Are you dead? Get on with it, you little bastards!"

After being stunned for a while, the four to five fellows behind the short and fat bald man finally reacted and immediately rushed towards Ye Qian's table.

The surrounding customers were all scared silly, their heads lowered even more than an ostrich's. Some of them even quickly paid the bill and left. In their opinion, it was best to avoid provoking others as much as possible.

Five or six burly men were attacking three young men who looked like students. They didn't even need to look to know what the result was. However, at this time, no one dared to call the police. Everyone just kept praying that nothing would happen to these three brave children.

Facing the few balls of meat that pounced towards him, Ye Qian didn't even want to move. He only indicated towards Zhang Hao with his mouth: "Hyacinth, you go and take care of them, just look at them and you'll be annoyed!" As he said that, Ye Qian even gave him some advice: "However, don't kill him. It's not good if you kill him!"

Once Zhang Hao heard that, he immediately became spirited, and his Ancient Witch Clan battle bloodline immediately ignited.

"Alright, Brother Ye, just watch me!"

Zhang Hao was so excited that he did not know what to do. It had been many days since he had fought with Liu Shengmingyue. Now that these guys had suddenly appeared out of nowhere to help him practice, how could Zhang Hao not be excited?

With the strength of his legs, Zhang Hao fiercely jumped up from his position.

At the same time, the five to six burly men immediately surrounded Zhang Hao.

"Little brothers, let's kill this first. We'll deal with the other two later!"

Hearing the call of the short and fat bald men, the few big sized men all had evil smiles on their faces as they extended their sturdy fists and punched towards Zhang Hao. However, ordinary people were just ordinary people. Even when they attacked, they were so unruly. In Zhang Hao's opinion, these fists were so soft that they lacked any strength.

Zhang Hao took a few punches from these fellows, and with a look of displeasure, he said disdainfully: "You dare to come out and mess with the society with this kind of method, you are truly a laughingstock!"

After just one sentence, the moment Zhang Hao's voice fell, all the big men who were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws just now all laid on the ground, and started to wail.

"My hand, my mother, my hand!"

"My stomach, it can't do it anymore, my stomach …"

Looking at the group of people rolling on the ground, Zhang Hao suddenly felt very disappointed. "Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking about you guys, what are you doing? Get up, fight again when you're up, isn't this daddy done playing yet?"

With that, Zhang Hao went up and kicked one of them, causing them to tumble and crawl.

"Get up, get up, don't play dead for your father!"

However, no matter how hard Zhang Hao kicked them, they did not get up and just rolled on the ground.

The spectators on the side were all shocked. A seemingly ordinary student was actually able to beat up a bunch of hulks to the point where they were looking for teeth on the ground. Was there even logic in the world?

Looking at this group of fellows who were lying on the ground and saying nothing, Zhang Hao bitterly turned his head back and once again sat down. He muttered to himself: "A group of useless trash that only have fighting strength of five!"

However, after Zhang Hao walked around before he returned, that little beggar with light blue hair had unknowingly sat on Ye Qian's lap. Zhang Hao turned his head again, and saw that the big size man who caught the little beggar just now was lying on the ground not far away, and was twitching.

Ye Qian was playing with the little beggar on his legs, passing a fragrant roasted chicken leg over to the little beggar and said: "Little brother, are you hungry? Eat this chicken leg!"

The little beggar was nervous, but his eyes were full of desire when he looked at the chicken leg. He extended his dirty little hand, but retracted it back, as if he was afraid.

"Little brother, don't be scared. Big brother Chicken Leg is for you to eat!"

The little beggar seemed to be able to understand Ye Qian's words, but he still did not make a sound. After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly grabbed onto the chicken leg in Ye Qian's hand and started to gnaw on it.

"Slow down, slow down, big brother has a lot of food here, we're not in a hurry!" Ye Qian gently stroked the little beggar's hair that covered his face, and said very amiably.

Although the little beggar was still unwilling to speak, he stopped what he was doing and looked at Ye Qian, his dirty face revealing a grateful expression.

"Truly a pitiful little fellow. I wonder which family's child he is from?" Liu Mingchuan took a sip of his beer and spoke with emotion.

Zhang Hao on the other hand, laughed: "Look at his light blue hair, he doesn't look like an ordinary person's child!"

Just when Zhang Hao and Liu Mingchuan were still guessing about the background of this little beggar, in the midst of whimpering, that short and fat bald man finally crawled up from the ground in pain.

However, the short, fat bald man did not dare to act rashly anymore in the face of Zhang Hao's fighting strength. He only looked at Ye Qian and the other two in fear, while speaking in a fierce tone, "Stinky brat, you, you've gotten yourself into trouble. You've gotten into big trouble. If you have the guts, don't leave. Wait, when our boss arrives, see how you're going to deal with it … "

Before the short, fat bald man could finish his words, another piece of burning charcoal flew towards him. It struck him squarely in the mouth, causing him to shriek out in pain. Then, he covered his mouth and sprinted forward.

Ye Qian continued to tease the little boy on his lap, and then curled his lips in disdain: "Noob!"