infinite boiling

Chapter 591 Bloody Baseball Bat
"Fuck, Brother Tang you're talking about is he?" The young gangster who had slapped Yao Feng suddenly came to his senses, and stared at the second-year boy.

"What do you think? But why did Brother Tang change his car? His previous car was a tank." Yao Feng never forgot the scene of Tang Zheng driving a tank and overturning dozens of chariots.

Hush, standing by, the young people who heard this booed unanimously, this kid can really brag.

"Tanks can also be privately owned? Your brain must be full of pitfalls, you were born from close relatives?" The gangster looked contemptuous, and as long as his IQ was normal, he would never believe it.

"Can this kind of rubbish know a rich man who drives a supercar? Why do I think it's so unreal, do you think you are a beautiful girl?"

The gangsters didn't believe it first, and they cheered for themselves. At least they couldn't lose their momentum, otherwise they wouldn't be able to hang out in this area in the future.

Tang Zheng pushed open the door with a baseball bat, and saw the people inside cast their gazes over, and then moved away, looking over here quietly, trying to watch a good show.

Yao Feng had five fingerprints on his face, and he and six companions were surrounded by a group of gangsters. Seeing Tang Zheng come in, he immediately shouted.

"Brother Tang, I'm here."

"Fuck, do you really know each other?" The gangsters' hearts skipped a beat. They had no choice but to be stopped by that luxury car. The two sides were not on the same level at all. How could they compete? The gangster with the dragon tattoo If it wasn't for the concern about face, he would just give in and beg for mercy.

"What's going on?" Tang Zheng stood still and looked coldly at these middle school students with dyed hair and earrings. Some displeasure flashed across his face. After all, he came out of the killing game of blood and fire, and his body was inevitable. With a touch of coldness.

At this moment, in this winter Internet cafe, everyone was as silent as a cicada, listening to Tang Zheng scolding the middle school students.

"Go home, clean yourself up, and go to school." Tang Zheng said harshly, and then swept across the entire Internet cafe. Sure enough, some students were skipping classes, "Everyone under the age of 16 comes out and goes to school. "

"Sir, if you do this, we will affect our business." A young network manager walked over bravely, and the students left. They would at least lose half of their turnover, and if the boss knew about it, he would definitely be furious and deduct wages.

"I have something to do, let your boss come and talk to me." Tang Zheng didn't want to waste his time with this kind of guy who can't decide, so he looked at the middle school students, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

It would be fine if Tang Zheng didn't meet him, but today he will naturally take care of it. Even if the middle school students run out of the Internet cafe and go to play elsewhere, they will be kicked out, out of sight and out of mind.

Yao Feng pushed away the gangsters and walked to Tang Zheng with his companions. The seven gangsters looked at each other and did not dare to stop them.

"Brother Tang, I was beaten." Yao Feng felt complacent when he saw that Tang Zheng was full of aura, calming everyone down, pretending to be a tiger, and wanted Tang Zheng to help him vent his anger.

"What's the matter with you? Tell me clearly." Tang Zheng was so depressed that it was really embarrassing to have such a team member.

"That's right, that girl bumped into Dongzi, and she was full of swear words. We just want some medical expenses." The gangster said, fearing that Yao Feng would exaggerate the matter even more, and it would not end well.

"You really know how to make things up, Brother Tang, he said that I broke his kidney." The girl playing Audition pushed Yao Feng away, moved closer to Tang Zheng, and hugged his arm naturally.

Tang Zheng blocked her hand with a baseball bat and took a look. The girl's only delicate beauty was covered up by makeup, and there was a strong smell of perfume on her body, which stimulated the sense of smell and made people want to sneeze.

The girl was a little disappointed when Tang Zheng stopped her, but when she saw his gaze on her, she quickly straightened her newly developed chest.

"How much do you want?" Tang Zheng didn't want to argue about who was right and who was wrong, it was too troublesome.

"Not much, one thousand." The gangsters didn't expect such a result. They were very happy and had smiles on their faces. From their point of view, the other party was obviously willing to spend money to settle the matter.

"1000 yuan is not much? It's my dad's half-month salary?" a middle school student called out, very dissatisfied.

"Yao Feng, go get a stack of money from the travel bag in the car." Tang Zheng was very calm, and began to think about what gift he should bring as a guest in Chu Baichuan.

The young webmaster called the boss and told him about the conflict in the Internet cafe. After the boss gave him a compliment, he hung up the phone.

Yao Feng trembled a little as he touched the door of the supercar. Afraid that Tang Zheng would wait for a long time, he directly picked up a travel bag and ran back, and at the same time unzipped it, ready to pay for it.

The bag was heavy, and it was full of money. Yao Feng dropped his hands as soon as he entered the Internet cafe. Bundles of hundred-yuan bills tied up with white paper spilled on the floor, dazzled everyone's eyes instantly.

Yao Feng was stunned, he had never seen so much money since he was a child, and now it was lying at his feet, his heart beat involuntarily, as if Brother Tang had said that he would give it to himself.

The gangsters looked at Tang Zheng, not to mention stabbing him.

"If you haven't pretended yet, why are you in a daze?" Tang Zheng frowned. Middle school students were really unreliable in doing things. He bent down to pick up a bundle and threw it to the gangster.

"This, this?" The tattooed gangster felt that the money was very hot, and he didn't dare to ask for it, but he couldn't stop the greed in his heart.

"The compensation has been paid, so let's talk about their injuries now." Tang Zheng would not let Yao Feng be beaten for nothing.

The seven gangsters were full of excitement, thinking about how to dispose of the 1 yuan that fell from the sky, when they heard Tang Zheng's words, they were suddenly shocked, they were actually sweating in the middle of winter, and they really didn't plan to let it go Own.

"Brother, I don't want the money. It's our fault. I apologize to the middle school students." The tattooed gangster handed the money back with a very respectful attitude. He couldn't afford to offend the young man in front of him. He also spent some time in the detention center. With the combination of Xunmu dyeing and personal experience, I am no longer a stunned young man who doesn't understand anything.

"I have money, my leg is broken, and during the hospitalization, reflect on it carefully. Do you plan to hang around for the rest of your life? While you are still young, learn a craft that can support yourself and find a job." For these habitual offenders, Tang Zheng didn't intend to be merciful. If they didn't add some scars to them, they would always be lucky and couldn't remember the lesson this time.

"What sarcastic words are you talking about? Dongzi, what are you afraid of? Let's go together and cut him."

There is no shortage of short-circuited people at any time. A certain earring gangster glared at Tang Zheng, and the expressions of the other four were not very good, with obvious hostility. After all, Tang Zheng had made it clear that they would be abolished. Don't resist, just like an idiot.

"Is it really not accommodating?" Jia Dongzi's face was bitter, and his tone had completely softened.

"No, if you want to fight, just do it. By the way, as a reward, if you can hit me once, you can take away 1 yuan." Tang Zheng didn't want to delay and tempt these guys to make a move.

Sure enough, someone couldn't wait any longer, pulled out the swinging stick, and rushed at Tang Zheng. It was too risky to carry a switchblade, so it was not as practical as swinging the stick.

The conflict broke out suddenly, and the onlookers hurriedly backed away, afraid of being affected. Although Tang Zheng was holding a baseball bat and looked cool, no one was optimistic about him. There were seven of them, and they were all used to fighting the gangsters.

Seeing Tang Zheng deflated, also satisfied some ups and downs in their hearts, but the next scene made their eyes drop.

Facing the stick swinging down towards his head, Tang Zheng stretched out his left hand in lightning, grabbed the gangster's right hand firmly, and snapped it violently, the other party let out a scream, let go of the stick, and followed Tang Zheng to hold it with his right hand. The alloy baseball bat hit his calf.

Click, the crisp fracture sound accompanied by the gangster's miserable scream resounded through the entire Internet cafe. Everyone saw that the gangster's calf had completed ninety degrees, unable to support his body, and fell to the ground.

Another two gangsters approached, Tang Zheng grabbed the throwing stick that the other party had let go with his left hand, and slammed it out, hitting one in the face, making him fall back, and at the same time he lifted his foot and kicked his calf, breaking the bone , Another one was crippled, he screamed, and before he fell, Tang Zheng's baseball bat was already swinging like a windmill, and it landed on the face of the unlucky ghost on the right.

Pfft, the gangster spit out a mouthful of blood foam, Tang Zheng had to hold back, otherwise his mouth full of teeth would be knocked out.

Seeing Tang Zheng's aggressive attack, he overturned the three of them in the blink of an eye, and a gangster who was still sprinting was almost scared to pee. He instinctively stopped, but in a blink of an eye, an alloy baseball bat swirled and wiped his ears. It flew over and hit the bridge of the nose of the companion beside him, blood spattered immediately.

Tang Zheng stepped forward, stretched out his long arms, like a long whale sucking water, grabbed the club that was in the air after beating someone, and slapped it on the arm of the gangster next to him with his backhand. The force was so great that it directly knocked him into the air.

In just one face-to-face meeting, in less than 30 seconds, five gangsters who were about to gang up on Tang Zheng were turned over, which surprised the onlookers. Looking at Tang Zheng's gaze was like looking at a prehistoric giant beast.

Tang Zheng was about to throw the club, but the only remaining Dongzi and the other gangster didn't intend to fight back at all. They just put their hands on their heads and squatted on the ground.

"We were wrong." Seeing the miserable state of his companions, he dared not do anything even if he killed them both, and began to be a rogue and beg for mercy. At this time, it was a waste of face, and no one wanted to have their legs broken and go to the hospital for a few months.

"You two slapped each other, or was my leg broken?" Tang Zheng suddenly changed his mind, looking at the middle school students who were still concentrating on playing in front of the computer and had no self-control, it seemed that they had to put a shackle on them, This is more than just addiction, self-control has been extremely poor.

The two gangsters hesitated for a moment, but decided to slap them, which was much lighter than breaking their legs.

The slapping sound was very clear, with a shock of strength, which made everyone in the Internet cafe shudder.

"Okay." Tang Zheng's original intention was not to humiliate the two of them, but to slap them a few times to prove his sincerity. "Now I'll give you a job. Keep an eye on the Internet cafes in this area. If any underage come back, stop them."

"Absolutely impossible. You are against the bosses of the nearby Internet cafes. They also have connections." Dongzi shook his head like a rattle, "Besides, what do you care about those middle school students? They are willing to waste their lives, so let them Let it go to waste, anyway, if there is one more garbage, it will give up a job for those who work hard, and it can be considered as an indirect contribution to society."

(End of this chapter)