gangster student

Xue Yixuan covered his bloody nose with one hand, and slapped the general manager loudly with the other, cursing:

"I'm making trouble with your mother! Who the hell are you? Let me give you face!"

The general manager held his cheek and didn't dare to say anything. He didn't dare to warm up to the young master of the Xue family. If he hit him, he could only stand up and say:

"It's okay if you don't give me face. Your father, Mr. Xue, and I are old friends. You just look at your father's face. Don't smash my shop, okay? I will go to thank Mr. Xue in person later, and give it a generous gift. .”

Xue Yixuan stared at the general manager without cutting, threw away the blood-soaked tissue, took the handkerchief handed over by the waiter and covered his nose again, Xue Yixuan continued to curse:

"I'm missing your little stuff! I don't care for your little stuff, I'm going to be in your shop today and beat him to death!"

While speaking, Xue Yixuan pointed in Jin Zhening's direction with trembling hands.

As soon as the words fell to the ground, two figures threw towards Xue Yixuan overwhelmingly.

Xue Yixuan was pinned down by his two thugs, and his two thugs were already unconscious.

On the other side, Jin Zhening put his hands behind his back and kicked back the thugs who rushed forward one by one.

Jin Zhening didn't like spending too much time here, there are more people in this meeting, in order to prevent Ling Ling from being hurt, Jin Zhening didn't have time to see if the two secret friends had left.

An autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, and the whip legs were thrown towards the two thugs in front. The two thugs were judo experts. They attacked separately, one prepared to pull Jin Zhening's whip leg from one side, and the other attacked Jin Zhening's right leg supporting the ground from the other side, and the two cooperated tacitly and orderly to take Jin Zhening down.

But how could Jin Zhening be troubled by their illusory moves, the whip leg was still thrown out, but with a stronger force, and at the same time that the whip leg hit the thug, Jin Zhening jumped sideways, with his right leg Kicking off the ground, the whole person kicked to the other side in a suspended state.

While Jin Zhening deciphered the moves of the two, he also came up with an attack method. He had both defense and offense, protecting himself and attacking the enemy at the same time. At this time, the old man gave them the lowest line of advice.

The two thugs responded surprisingly quickly. Seeing that Jin Zhening had deciphered their moves and launched a new attack, the two turned their fists into palms and responded to Jin Zhening's whip kick.

The cotton palm resisted Jin Zhening's attack, Jin Zhening made a mistake, and approached the thug on the side, and punched the man's skull with a golden shaved head,

Ignoring the time to see the result, Jin Zhening bounced slightly with one foot on the ground, and the other leg that hadn't landed hit the man's face fiercely from the air.

The thugs immediately turned to avoid Jin Zhening's falling legs, raised their hands like cotton palms, and spun to hit Jin Zhening's chest.

Jin Zhening knows that this person's cotton palm is not ordinary, it can be said that it is perfect, but this exclusive cotton palm has a fatal flaw, as long as you find this shortcoming, no matter how powerful the cotton palm is, it will be difficult It's just a flower shelf.

He turned sideways and lowered his back to avoid the thug's spiral cotton palm. The thug quickly changed direction and slammed down hard at Jin Zhening's stomach.

Looking at this aggressive move, Jin Zhening backflips away from the thugs, one of the shortcomings of the cotton palm is the absolute tight attack, and after Jin Zhening jumps away, his cotton palm is useless.

Seeing Jin Zhening retreating, the thugs showed a trace of strangeness at the corners of their mouths, bent slightly and clenched their fists and ran towards Jin Zhening.

This person is a professional thug, not only proficient in the art of cotton palm, but also has received severe training in fighting techniques. Jin Zhening should not underestimate the enemy, and secretly shook the dagger in his hand. If Jin Zhening would play with him for a while, after all There are not many seeded players like this, but today's situation is special, Jin Zhening is thinking about those two friends in his heart!

Just when the thugs were about to kick Jin Zhening to repel him, and grabbed Jin Zhening's neck with both hands, a chilly thing entered his heart unknowingly, and hugged his heart very ambiguously.

The thug stared straight at his eyes and lowered his head blankly to see a dagger was inserted into his left chest, and red liquid gushed out from the blood groove of the dagger.

He raised his head to stare at Jin Zhening, and grabbed Jin Zhening's arm with the remaining strength.

Jin Zhening gently pushed the thug's body, pulled out the biting dagger from his body, pushed his hands away, patted his clothes, frowned and said:

"If your hands are not clean, grab my clothes. What should I do if the new clothes I bought yesterday are dirty?"

After wiping the dagger clean on his body, Jin Zhening naturally pushed away the thug's body, turned his head, and looked at Xue Yixuan who was leaning on the seat beside him, the blood in his nose was still there, probably because he had injured a blood vessel.

The general manager and those security guards who thought they were pretty good were already there in a daze. This kind of scene can only be seen in action movies.

On the seat beside Xue Yixuan was a middle-aged man sitting quietly, smoking a cigarette to himself, as if he didn't care about the situation here.

Xue Yixuan, who was leaning on his seat, saw remorse in his eyes after he paid a lot of money to hire two masters and was knocked down, but when he saw the middle-aged man next to him in a blink of an eye, his eyes became angry again.

Pushing the middle-aged man's leg with his hands, Xue Yixuan gritted his teeth and shouted in agreement:

"Go and kill him for me! What are you waiting for? Are you a waste?"

The middle-aged man ignored Xue Yixuan's urging, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, looked up at Jin Zhening and said:

"Boy, two hits! Not bad! Not bad!"

Jin Zhening withdrew the dagger and cast a questioning look:

"Are you going to be like them too?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, sighed and said:

"No! No! I don't know my own strength. I can't beat you. My own skills are not as good as others. Why should I pay for it with death?"

After hearing what the middle-aged man said, Jin Zhening walked over and smiled.

And Xue Yixuan on the ground was a little confused. Why did his fighter get in touch with him? Not only did he not rush to beat him, but he surrendered and said that his skills were not as good as others. What's going on?

When I came back to my senses, I realized that I was the employer of middle-aged people, and that the thugs worked hard for their employers. It was a matter of course. Since they accepted the job, their heads were hanging on their belts and their feet were on the blade. , spent the whole day in danger.

But this kind of thug and bodyguard of the young master of the family is not so dangerous. Helping the employer to cheer up and maiming a few little studs that the employer dislikes for him is already the limit. The strength behind the employer is enough to dispel the kidnapper's idea.

An angry Xue Yixuan slammed his hand on the ground and yelled at the middle-aged man:

"What the hell are you waiting for? Is it like a bad debt to take my money? Go and kill him!"

Xue Yixuan roared angrily, the middle-aged man got up and stared at Xue Yixuan on the ground, and said coldly:

"I can take your money, but I can't take my life."

As he said that, the middle-aged man took out a wad of famous coins from his suit pocket and smashed them on Xue Yixuan's head, and the vain coins scattered on Xue Yixuan's body.

The middle-aged man looked back at Jin Zhening, and said softly:

"Don't play him to death, the forces behind him will bring you trouble."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and was about to walk towards the exit of the coffee shop. Jin Zhening smiled and shouted:

"Hey! Wait a minute, if you have any ideas, you can come to me! I like you!"

As he spoke, Jin Zhening pulled out a card and flew towards the middle-aged man whose back was facing him.

While waiting for the card to approach him, the middle-aged man quickly turned around, raised his hand to catch the card, stopped to look at it, put the card in his pocket, waved his hand, and said:

"Strange wolf!"

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man turned a corner and disappeared from Jin Zhening's sight.

Jin Zhening smiled and whispered in his mouth:

"Molang! Interesting!"

Xue Yixuan on the side may have closed his eyes and passed out because of too much blood from his nose, or because he was afraid of Jin Zhening.

Jin Zhening shook his head and walked over, knelt down and patted Xue Yixuan's cheek with his hand, picked up the coffee on the table and poured it on his face, and said carelessly:

"Hey! Hey! Don't pretend to be dead, be careful that I will let you really die."

Hearing Jin Zhening's threats, Xue Yixuan immediately opened his eyes.

At this time, the siren sounded outside the coffee shop, and Jin Zhening realized that the manager and the security guard had gone somewhere, presumably they must have called the police outside!

Standing up and shaking his head, Jin Zhening said to himself:

"Damn! What a tm trouble!"