Super Great Fortune Teller

"Grass!! Get rid of him

"Cut him!"

Dozens of voices rang out, and these gangsters finally gave Wang Qian a hand.

"Who dares to touch my brother Qian Er?" A roar came from behind these people.

Monk is one meter ninety tall, riding an electric car. Behind the electric car, there is a slim figure with long hair. It's Chen Lu.

Before he got there, he yelled.

When these people heard the roar of the monk, they looked back and saw that they were bald men, but there were many people on their side, and they didn't pay much attention to the monk.

More than ten people were sent out and went to the monk's bag.

The monk's own foundation is hard. With his one meter 90, his fists are really the size of a casserole.

Like a tiger into a sheep, the monk rushed to these people and punched them one by one in the face. In a few minutes, there were more than ten man-made pandas.

Wang Qian's heart is also warm when he looks at the monk. Although he is not afraid of these people, and although they can't hurt his own hair, he is still very moved when the monk comes.

However, the people around Wang Qian did not dare to move.

At this time, more than ten shadows appeared in front of Wang Qian. These gangsters just saw Wang Qian grabbing more than ten small stones on the ground and then throwing them out. The originally bright street lamp on the side of the road suddenly turned dark, and the ten small stones turned into more than ten human shaped shadows. In just one minute, several gangsters had been killed by human shaped shadows.

When their eyes get used to the darkness, they don't know who knocked them down.

"To be a soldier by sowing beans?" The monk opened his eyes wide. He didn't expect Wang Qian to use this method. But the monk just took a glance, and then the street light went dark.

In the dark, there are incessant screams.

A few minutes later, those gangsters were already on the ground, and Wang Qian came to the middle-aged man.

"Call daiiyang and let him lead." Wang Qian said without any doubt.

When the middle-aged man heard Wang Qian's words, he trembled and called Bai Tianyang the man who was like a snake? He didn't dare. If Bai always knew that he had done something wrong, there might be heavier punishment waiting for him.

"My phone is over there." The middle-aged man snorted, pretending to be very painful, and pointed to his own direction.

Wang Qian stepped forward. He didn't see the cold light in the middle-aged man's eyes.

The middle-aged man saw that Wang Qian's steps slowly approached him, and the corner of his mouth had shown a successful smile. Under the cover of the night, he had quietly touched a stone from the ground, waiting for Wang Qian to enter his attack range.

It's close.

It's closer.

When Wang Qian was only one meter away from him, the middle-aged man moved and patted the stone on Wang Qian's head.

As long as he knocks Wang Qian down, it will be easy for him to do the rest.

"Bang!"

Wang Qian kicked him in the stomach. He was like a doll. He was kicked five or six meters away before he fell to the ground.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I slipped and didn't break my cell phone, did I?" Wang Qian had a caring look on his face.

The middle-aged man and the thugs lying on the ground all secretly scolded Wang Qian for pretending.

"Brother, do you want to send you a gold medal to commend your acting skills?" No matter how stupid the middle-aged man is, he knows that Wang Qian is playing with him.

But Wang Qian scratched his head and said, "what little golden man, have you broken your head? Shall I take a look for you? "

The middle-aged man quickly stepped back: "don't come here! How can you use your skill to find brother Cai

When he thought of Wang Qian's terrible skill, he had a cold sweat on his face. If the monk could use more people to die, the ordinary looking young man in front of him, no matter how many people he would find, would deliver vegetables.

With a dense brake sound, seven or eight Passats stopped in the silent street.

The car lights make everything here very bright.

More than 20 people came down from the car. These 20 people, surrounded by a young man in a white suit, came over.

"Master Wang! I miss you so much Zhao Caisheng's white suit is dazzling in the night.

If it wasn't for Zhao Caisheng's extravagance at this time, I'm afraid no one would believe that this old star city underground leading assembly had such a fancy for Wang Qian.

When the middle-aged man saw so many cars parked here, he immediately felt bad. When he saw Zhao Caisheng in a white suit, his face was even more desperate. Could this small shabby barbecue shop please move Zhao Caisheng?

Can you please move Zhao Caisheng? If you don't invite them early, they will give their heads away?

"Brother Cai, it's me, Xiao Jin." The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Caisheng and had to say hello, although his image is miserable now.

Zhao Caisheng saw the scene already understood, I'm afraid these people are against Wang Qian tonight.

"Master Wang, should I know him?" Zhao Caisheng ignored the middle-aged man surnamed Jin. Instead, he looked at Wang Qian.This scene, Zhao Caisheng brought people have expected.

And those from Pengcheng to cross the river dragon, one by one is the face showed a shocked expression.

Especially the gangster who said that Wang Qian could call Zhao Caisheng and he kowtowed, even lower his head to his crotch.

"Of course, I have to know. If I don't know you, how can I get rid of my old grudge with Mr. Bai tonight?" Wang Qian said with a smile.

At this time, the monk had come to Wang Qian, with a trace of anxiety on his face.

He pointed to a man who buried his face on the ground and pretended to be dead and asked, "brother Qian Er, did you kill someone?"

Wang Qian looked in the monk's eyes and saw a skinny thug lying on the ground, face down, with blood on his body.

"I don't think so, do I?" Wang Qian doubted whether he was too heavy.

Seeing Wang Qian's embarrassed expression, Zhao Caisheng quickly comforted him: "it's OK, Master Wang. It's just one person. Let's go and bury the guy for him."

there are several people going to get a shovel in the car right now. It seems that this is a common thing.

The little gangster heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind, and dared not pretend to be dead. A spirit stirred up from the ground.

Plop!

The master knelt down and asked Wang Qian to look at the little man

Wang Qian was relieved to see that no one had died, but Zhao Caisheng was not so easy to speak. At his command, several strong men immediately slapped the skinny gangster.

After loading everyone into the car, Wang Qian got the phone number of Tianyang from the middle-aged man surnamed Jin.

The phone was soon put through, there came a slightly gloomy voice: "who?"

"Mr. Bai, come to Kunpeng barbecue in half an hour. I'll talk about a deal with you." Wang Qian said calmly.