20 years of restarting life

Chapter 1272
"Thank you Brother Leopard, but my daughter-in-law is shy, so we can stay at this table."

Zhao Changan turned his head and glanced at the fellow with an arm still firmly on his shoulder: "In the future, when I return to the mountain city, I will treat you well."

"Haha, why are you so shy, you are all fellow villagers, you are all brothers, you little girl—"

"Clap~"

A crisp sound exploded in the lobby, and the leopard brother stretched out his other big hand across Zhao Changan to rub Jiang Ying's head to "dote on him". Before the pale Jiang Ying could turn her head away, Zhao Changan casually slapped Brother Leopard's outstretched hand with his right hand.

It looked light, but when it landed on the back of Brother Leopard's hand, the ground shook violently. The hand of Brother Leopard shrank back suddenly as if it had been bitten by a poisonous snake. Zhang Yuan's chubby face, which was originally full of laughter, twisted into a ball in pain instantly, gasping for air, and looked at the back of his hand that was patted in pain with horror on his face.

In his eyes, the back of his hand rapidly swelled up like an inflated ball, and the color changed rapidly like a chameleon.

Slightly black, red and swollen, continued to swell, like a balloon, the skin texture was quickly covered with gossamer-like blood, and then the blood quickly burst through the cracked capillaries and the skin on the back of the hand, a grain of sesame seed The same large amount of density on the back of the hand——

"You suck~"

Surprised and angry, Brother Leopard, who didn't know what was going on, tightly held his left hand that had completely lost its braking force with his right hand, glared at Zhao Changan in horror and cursed.

"Snapped"

As a result, Brother Leopard hadn't fully expressed his national curse, but he was slapped by Zhao Changan until his mouth was full of blood, with seven or eight broken teeth inside.

Zhao Chang'an also hates these fellow villagers who are like wild dogs. Just like Qiao Qinqin was cheated by fake fellow villagers in Xingcheng some time ago, these wild dogs also entrenched in Jinling, eating fellow villagers' meat and drinking their blood. scum.

"Brothers, fuck him!"

Seeing this scene, the fellow villagers in the mountain city at Brother Leopard's table suddenly changed their colors and stood up, and all of them rushed towards the little fellow they kept saying they wanted to cover with ferocious faces.

"Snapped!"

The first one rushed over at the first, and the street slut who just said that he was not in the middle, was slapped flat on the face by Zhao Changan with the metal steel plate that the family of three ate up on the table, and directly hit him. The bridge of his nose was shattered and flattened, and with a scream of "嗤", he covered his bloody broken nose with both hands, and squatted down on the ground with tears all over his face.

Up to this moment, he was still in a daze and didn't know what was going on.

Isn't this a harmless little sheep? Why are the exposed horns so sharp?
However, Zhao Changan's appetite is obviously not so small.

In this era when the recklessness is gradually becoming orderly, the light can also do whatever it takes to punish evil.

So, when he stood up, he kicked his left and right legs casually, and kicked Brother Leopard and Zhongbuzhong's calves respectively.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"what!"

"Ah~"

The shrill screams exploded like thunder in the entire lobby.

The two street runners immediately stopped shaking hands, and neither covered their noses. Instead, they hugged their own broken legs that were strangely folded and deformed at 180 degrees, rolling and howling on the ground.

The other five villagers from Zhao Changan's Shancheng Street Liuzi who hadn't rushed over were all stunned.

This obviously seriously exceeded their cognition of this world.

All of a sudden, they braked hard on their bodies.

As a result, a large tonnage failed to brake, and barely stopped until it was less than one meter away from Zhao Changan.

"You, you, me, me."

This street slipper still has a wine bottle in his hand, and there is still a half-bottle of liquor in it, with a complicated and distorted expression on his face like a clown, both afraid and frightened, but the ridiculous self-esteem of a gangster, and Let him not say a soft word.

Zhao Changan easily took the wine bottle from his hand, and smiled at him.

"you you,"

This street sneaker has even realized the attack mode he will face next, and he is afraid in his heart, but he is also relieved a lot.

"Snapped!"

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

It's finally over, and that's fine.

Feeling the dizziness brought by his head, the street slipper was ready to faint on the ground in a relaxed mood.

"Crack!"

However, following a familiar snap, before he had time to figure it out, in the next moment, he was overwhelmed by overwhelming pain.

"what!"

Amidst the screams, the street slipper opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhao Changan with disbelief and anger—"Do you understand the rules of the world?"Why don't you talk about Wude! '

Then, together with the two broken legs, they screamed and rolled on the ground.

"Crash-"

One table after another was moved straight by them.

The plates, bowls and chopsticks, wine glasses and bottles on the table, as well as the saucepan and charcoal fire, were scattered on the table and on the ground.

"Dry!"

"groove!"

The two street sneakers who had been cooperating tacitly yelled at Zhao Chang'an, one on the left and the other on the right, and at the same time stabbed him with the pancakes they were holding tightly.

"Crack, snap!"

Following the two crisp sounds, the big hands of the two street runners who were holding the shackles lost control in an instant.

"Crack, snap!"

Two more slaps exploded on their faces, and a few teeth with blood and saliva spewed out from their mouths respectively.

"Crack, click!"

It is also absolutely not giving preference to one another and breaking their calves.

Zhao Chang'an's remaining two street fellows were completely stupefied at this moment. They would never have imagined that they, a handsome fellow who was hated by others, could be so cruel just a dozen seconds ago.

The two of them looked at each other with the only remaining fruit. This is the only way for street thugs like them to survive.

They all turned their heads and ran towards the gate without their lives.

"Bang! Whoops~"

As a result, one guy tripped over a sticking leg while passing another group of street skaters' tables, and his face was covered in blood.

"Snapped!"

The other was a wine bottle that Zhao Changan casually took from another table at a distance of nearly 20 meters, before he was about to escape to the gate, he smashed it over.

Zhao Changan walked to that table amidst the silence in the hall, "Crack!" "Ah!"

This street sneaker with blood all over his face still did not escape the fate of breaking his leg.

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

"Old man, what a skill brother!"

This tall and burly man with his legs outstretched felt that being stared down by Zhao Changan was as terrifying as being stared at by a giant python.

Pretending to be calm, he forced a smile and stood up, wanting to flatter Zhao Changan.

"boom!"

There was a resounding explosion.

Zhao Chang'an grabbed the man's head and slammed it hard on the pure wooden table.

Then the man slumped on the table like a soft noodle.

"you!"

"We kindly help you!"

It was Zhao Changan's iron fist that answered these two guys.

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"Is this kid a human?"

The proprietress looked terrified.

"Hush! Do you want to die?"

The boss who was so frightened that he heard the news and ran out from the kitchen at the back immediately turned pale.

Zhao Changan walked to the front desk.

"Crack!"

"what!"

"How cruel!"

Everyone in the hall was terrified.

"Boss, don't just watch the fun, where's my skewer?"

Zhao Changan smiled slightly at the boss, who was so frightened that his knees gave way, and he couldn't help but knelt on the ground.

(End of this chapter)