"Thank you, Brother Leopard, but my wife is shy. We'll be fine at this table."

Zhao Changan turned his head and glanced at the fellow villager who was still pressing his arm tightly on his shoulder: "I will treat you well when I go back to the mountain city in the future."

"Haha, why are you shy? You are all fellow villagers, all brothers, you little girl--"

"Ba~"

A crisp sound exploded in the lobby. The Leopard Brother stretched out his other big hand through Zhao Changan and wanted to rub Jiang Ying's head "porn" with his beauty. Before Jiang Ying could turn his head and dodge, Zhao Changan used his right hand casually and slapped Brother Leopard Brother's hand very slowly.

It looked very lightly, but the slap on the back of Brother Leopard's hand was shaking, making Brother Leopard's hand shake, as if it was bitten by a poisonous snake. It suddenly shrank back. A fat face that turned out to be smiling and turned into a ball of pain in an instant. He was smoking a cold air in his mouth, and looked at the back of his hand that was so painful that he was photographed with horror.

In his eyes, the back of his hand swollen quickly like an inflatable balloon, and the color changed rapidly like a chameleon.

Slightly black, red and red, and continued to swell, like a balloon, the skin texture was quickly covered with bloodshot like a hairspring, and then the bloodshot quickly broke the cracked capillaries and the skin on the back of the hand, and sesame seeds were densely packed on the back of the hand-

"You're irritating~"

Brother Leopard, who was so shocked and angry that he couldn't figure out what was going on, held his left hand tightly with his right hand, which had completely lost its braking force, and glared at Zhao Changan in horror and started scolding.

"Bang"

As a result, before Brother Leopard's national scolding was fully expressed, Zhao Changan slapped his mouth and bleeded with blood, accompanied by seven or eight broken teeth.

Zhao Changan also hates these wild dogs very much. Just like Qiao Qinqin was cheated of money and sex in Xingcheng some time ago, this group of wild dogs in mountain city are also entrenched in Jinling, eating the meat of the fellow villagers and drinking the blood of the fellow villagers.

"Brothers, take him!"

Seeing this scene, Brother Leopard's table, several fellow villagers in the mountain city suddenly changed color and stood up, and rushed towards the fellow villagers who were urging in their mouths with ferocious faces.

"Bang!"

The first one rushed over first. The street sloppy who was just talking about the miss was slapped by Zhao Changan, holding the empty metal steel plate of the family of three on the table, and directly slapped his nose bridge. He screamed "Ao" and covered his bloody nose tightly with his hands tightly, and squatted to the ground with tears on his face.

At this moment, he was even confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.

Isn’t this a harmless little sheep? Why is the exposed horns so sharp?

However, Zhao Changan's appetite is obviously not so small.

In this era when the grassroots are gradually becoming organized, the punishment of light on evil can also be done recklessly.

So when he stood up, he kicked his left and right legs casually, kicking Leopard Brother and his calves that were not hit respectively.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"ah!"

“Ah~”

A shrill scream exploded like thunder in the entire lobby.

The two street skaters immediately shook hands and did not cover their noses. Instead, they each hugged their own strangely folded 180 degrees of deformed broken legs, rolling and screaming on the ground.

The other five fellow villagers in Zhao Chang'an who had not yet rushed over were stunned.

This is obviously seriously beyond their perception of the world.

For a moment, they were hard-braking their bodies.

As a result, a large tonnage could not stop. It was not until less than one meter away from Zhao Changan that he could barely stop.

"You, you, me, me."

The street slinger was thinking of a bottle of wine in his hand, and half a bottle of white wine that had not been finished. He had a complicated and clown-like distorted expression on his face. He was both scared and fearful. However, his ridiculous self-esteem as a society made him unable to say a word of surrender.

Zhao Changan easily took the bottle of wine from him and smiled at him.

"You, you,"

This street slinger has even realized the attack pattern he will face below, and is also scared, but he is much more at ease.

"Bang!"

The wine bottle in Zhao Changan's hand exploded on his head without any suspense, and the broken glass bottle, wine and blood flowed on his head.

It's finally over, it's OK.

Feeling the dizziness brought by the head, this street stalker was relaxed and ready to faint on the ground.

"Click!"

However, with a familiar break, he had not had time to figure it out, and in the next moment, the heavier pain drowned him.

"ah!"

Amid the screams, the street sloppy eyes wide open, looking at Zhao Changan with anger with incredible expressions: "Do you understand the rules of the world? Why don't you talk about martial ethics?"

Then he screamed and rolled on the ground with the two broken legs.

"Crazy--"

Tables after tables were rolled straight and moved by them.

The plates, bowls, wine glasses and bottles on the table, as well as stew pots, charcoal fires, were messed up on the table and on the ground.

"Dry!"

"groove!"

Two street skaters who had been cooperating with each other, yelling at Zhao Changan, and at the same time pierced the naan in their hands.

"Ba, bha!"

As two crisp sounds sounded, the two big hands that were holding the pricks were instantly out of control.

"Ba, bha!"

Two more slaps exploded on their faces, and some teeth with blood and saliva were sprayed out from their mouths.

"Crack, crack!"

It is also a calve that is absolutely not too strong and the other is broken.

The remaining two fellow villagers in Zhao Chang'an were completely scared at this time. They had never thought that they, a young fellow villager who looked handsome and hated, was so cruel.

The two of them looked at each other with only one remaining results. The heroes did not suffer any loss in front of them. This is the only way for them to survive in the social sluts.

They all turned around and ran towards the gate with no life.

"Bang! Ouch~"

As a result, a guy was tripped by a stretched leg while passing by another group of street-slip tables, and his face was covered in blood.

"Bang!"

The other one was that the wine bottle that Zhao Changan casually held from another table was nearly twenty meters away, and was about to escape to the gate and smash it over.

Zhao Changan walked to the table while silent in the lobby, "Click!" "Ah!"

This street slut with blood on his face still couldn't escape the fate of breaking his legs.

He looked at the three big men who were helping him, and saw that these three guys were not good birds either.

"Old, brother, you have great skills!"

This man with a tall and tall man stretched out his legs felt as if he was staring at him by Zhao Changan, as if he was staring at him by a giant python.

He stood up with a calm smile, trying to flatter Zhao Changan.

"Bang!"

A resounding explosion.

Zhao Changan grabbed the man's head and hit the pure wooden table hard.

Then the man lay on the table like a soft noodles.

"you!"

"We are kind to help you!"

The answer to these two guys is Zhao Changan's iron fist.

——

"Is this kid a human?"

The boss's wife was frightened.

"Shh! Are you afraid of your life?"

The boss who ran out of the kitchen behind him was so scared that he heard the news that he suddenly turned pale.

Zhao Changan walked towards the front desk.

"Click!"

"ah!"

"So cruel!"

The people in the lobby were filled with fear.

"Boss, don't just watch the fun, where is my string?"
Chapter completed!