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When Brother Beard glanced at Zhang Hu's bandaged shoulders, his eyes suddenly shot fierce eyes, and his whole demeanor changed suddenly, he was no longer like a gentle gentleman, no longer galloping The successful people in the shopping mall are ferocious beasts who choose and eat people, the overlords who truly control the lives of others. www>

But in a blink of an eye, the aura on Brother Beard receded like a tide, and he turned around slowly again, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Who did it? It's hard for them not to know that you, Zhang Hu, are messing with my beard?" Brother Huzi overlooked the bustling Hanglin City, and asked in a flat tone, but there was an unquestionable majesty hidden in the plain tone.

Since Brother Beard switched to the business world, some of his subordinates who worked together with him in the past followed him to be active in the mall, and some stayed behind to take care of the affairs on the road. Zhang Hu was the one who continued to stay on the road.

"It wasn't done by the Taoist." Zhang Hu shook his head and said. [

"Oh, it wasn't the Taoist who did it!" Beard Brother was a little surprised.

"It was done by a young man who looked like a college student. He swept away 82 people, including myself, Zeng Quan, and Zeng Li." Zhang Hu said a little helplessly.

Brother Beard was really surprised this time, and couldn't help turning around. He didn't know how other people's skills were, but Zhang Hu and Zeng Quan and Zeng Li had both followed him before, so he couldn't be more clear about their skills. What's more, no matter how bad those gangsters are, the number of 79 people is still a bit scary.

"Let's hear it!" Brother Beard sat back on the leather swivel chair behind the large desk and asked with interest.

"Yes!" Zhang Hu replied respectfully, and then told the story slowly.

"You said that the iron rod and the knife cut on him like it was on a steel bar, and there was a sound of gold and iron hitting?" Brother Beard's originally calm face finally changed drastically, and he couldn't help standing up from his seat .

"It's absolutely true, not only that, we checked those watermelon knives afterwards, and some of the blades were curled." Zhang Hu replied, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Could it be that someone has really become a golden bell jar!" Beard Brother muttered to himself in shock, he couldn't help walking around in the empty office, moving his beard back and forth habitually.

"Is the golden bell mask really that powerful?" Zhang Hu asked with some doubts. He was also a son of the Lian family, so he had naturally heard the name of the golden bell mask.

Brother Beard once again stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window, and said in a deep voice: "The golden bell cover is hard work that is strong on the outside, which is masculine and internal. Not only can they withstand punches and kicks without any damage, even ordinary swords can't hurt them, what's more, they can reach the level of stellar energy protection, and even ordinary bullets can be blocked."

"Ah! Then he has practiced to the extreme!" Zhang Hu couldn't help but said in shock.

"Even if you haven't practiced to the extreme, you have already practiced to a very high level. Strangely, the golden bell is an extremely difficult hard qigong. How could he practice it like a golden bell at such a young age?" Doubtful.

"So there's nothing to do about him?" Zhang Hu hesitated for a moment, and asked a little unwillingly.

Brother Beard didn't answer, his slender eyes just looked into the distance, revealing a strong fighting spirit, and he said in a deep voice after a long time: "Check first and find out who this person is from."

Hearing these words, Zhang Hu couldn't help but the tiger's eyes lit up, and then he bowed and said, "Yes, Brother Beard, I'll investigate right away."

Brother Beard waved his hand without looking back, Zhang Hu retreated lightly when he saw this, and then carefully walked to the door.

After Zhang Hu left, the bearded brother curled a very cold smile, and said to himself: "It just so happens that I have made a big breakthrough in my cultivation recently!"

Fang Qingshu didn't know that he had already attracted the attention and interest of Brother Beard, the leader of the influential underground club in Hanglin City. At this time, he was staying alone in the laboratory to process the batch of urgent samples.

After working overtime until nine o'clock in the evening, I finally finished the sample pretreatment, and the next step is to go to the instrument test tomorrow.However, Fang Qingshu did not leave in a hurry, but meticulously cleaned up some bottles and cans on the experimental table. [

Sometimes Fang Qingshu felt that experimentation and cultivation had something in common, and that they could not be sloppy at all, one step at a time, and meticulous, just like the seemingly trivial things of tidying up the experimental table now, but if not dealt with in time, it is very likely Some high-concentration substances will remain on the countertop or some utensils, which will easily cause contamination for the next experiment.

After everything was handled properly, Fang Qingshu carried the shriveled shoulder bag on his back and slowly swayed back.

From far away, Qingshu saw the lights on at Azhen's steamed stuffed bun shop. Although it was a little far away, with his extraordinary hearing, he could still faintly hear the whimpering of women and the yelling of men.

Fang Qingshu's expression changed slightly, and he quickly ran towards Ah Zhen's steamed stuffed bun shop.

"Stinky bitch, I asked you to raise a jerk and cuckold me. I have no money! I said every day that I have no money, so I raised a jerk! Damn, I'm a fucking ancestor!" In the steamed bun shop, Zhu Lizhen's bastard husband was He grabbed A-Zhen by her hair and pressed her to the ground, while the other hand kept beating her face, leaving bright palm prints and bleeding from the corners of her mouth.

Zhu Lizhen's face was full of tears, she kicked her feet on the ground, and scratched her head desperately, trying to break the bastard man's hands, but her scalp hurt even more.

"I didn't, I didn't! You let go, you are not my husband, you are a bastard!"

"Damn it, you dare to speak harshly and scold me, I will trample you to death!" The bastard man stepped on Zhu Lizhen's flailing arm, causing Zhu Lizhen to convulse in pain.

"Xu, Xu Sheng, old man, I didn't come here to watch you beating your wife. Quickly ask where is that little boy?" A stammering voice sounded in the steamed stuffed bun shop, it was Brother Baoya.

In addition to Brother Baoya, there is also a chicken coop and a green-haired boy.

"Did you hear that bitch, tell me where is that little boy? I'm going to kick his balls out so that he can never touch women again in his life!" That bastard man, Xu Sheng, slapped Zhu Lizhen again. Slap, cursed.

"No, I don't, I have nothing to do with him, you can't trouble him!" Zhu Lizhen cried almost hysterically.

"You said no, do you think I'm an idiot? How could he show up at the door of the store and stand up for you at such a late hour that day!" Xu Sheng cursed angrily, and when he was about to kick Zhu Lizhen, he found Zhu Lizhen's double He was staring outside in horror, and then screamed: "Qing Shu, run!"