The Martial Son-in-law

At this time, someone nearby couldn't see it any more. He whispered in Zhang Chu's ear, "man, you should admit this kind of thing. Drop two or three thousand yuan and leave here as soon as possible."

Zhang Chu took a look at the man and said with a smile, "how can that work. How can this kind of thing be solved with money? I should take my uncle to the hospital to check. What should I do in case of his health problems? We are responsible for the old man's health. "

Before waiting for Qin Sitong to speak, he was disgusted with the old man. He grabbed the old man's arm with a smile: "come on, old man, let's go to the hospital."

"No, I..." the old man came here for money. He struggled to do something in the hospital, but he couldn't shake Zhang Chu. He was easily picked up and stuffed into the back compartment.

The door was locked with a click.

With the door locked, the old man's heart thumped for a while, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

"Well, it's OK. Let's break up." When Zhang Chu got into the driver's seat, he waved to the onlookers in front of him.

Qin Sitong in the co pilot's seat looks at Zhang Chu strangely. This guy's performance is different from that of last night. She thought Zhang Chu was a very impulsive person, and she started when she didn't say a word. Now it doesn't seem like this.

Call the old man to the car. What does Zhang Chu want to do? I don't really want to take him to the hospital for examination. But because of the old man in the car, Qin Sitong is not easy to ask questions.

Zhang Chu turned directly into a remote road, and there were fewer cars on the road.

Qin Sitong remembers that this road seems to be the way out of the city. The old man has lived in Dongzhou city for so many years, and he is also very clear about the road of the city. He tentatively asked, "well, this is not the way to the hospital, is it?"

"Old man, let's find a place where there is no one. After that, I'll teach you how to write the word shameless." Zhang Chu said in a joking tone.

This old man is an individual. Naturally, he can hear the meaning of Zhang Chu's words. This guy wants to beat himself. He tried to buckle the door, but he couldn't open it. He rolled down the window. The wind coming in along the window made his hair fly everywhere. When he saw things speeding by, he swallowed his saliva.

If you jump at this speed, you will lose half your life.

Zhang Chu looked at the mirror, snorted, turned into a remote alley, and "squeaked" to step on the brake and open the back door. Before the old man had time to celebrate that the brake didn't hit his head, he was pulled down from the car by one hand.

Butt contact with the hard ground, the old man "Ouch!" A scream.

The roar of the engine penetrated into my ears, and an old-fashioned van rushed in. The brakes didn't seem to work very well. I stepped on them several times before stopping.

The door bounced open and several people jumped out of the car.

Qin Sitong looks very familiar to these people. They are the young people who accused Zhang Chu just now. The first one is the one who told Zhang Chu to leave here with 2000 yuan.

Qin Sitong is not a fool, see this situation, immediately understand, they are a group.

Seeing the rescuers coming, the old man, who was screaming on the ground, quickly got up, limped to the other side and pointed to Zhang Chu: "you are a dead boy! How dare you do that to me

"It's too slow." Zhang Chu shook his head and was not satisfied with the speed of these people.

"You knew we were together?" The man asked, they have done this kind of thing not once or twice, and they have never failed.

"You dare to show off your means in front of me." Zhang Chu snorted: "less nonsense. I've been taking the old man for such a long time. You're going to pay me for the oil."

"How much?" This man is not angry but smiles. Zhang Chu is thin in front of him. He looks like a weak scholar. But he has the advantage. He dares to ask himself for oil money even though he is scurrying. Today I'll show you why the flowers are so red!

"Five thousand." Zhang Chu stretched out a hand.

The man grabbed the iron bar in his hand and took two steps forward: "I'm afraid you'll die!" This guy is really dark. It costs 5000 yuan to come up! Two meters in front of Zhang Chu's body, he raised the iron bar and smashed it directly at Zhang Chu's head.

In the face of the iron bar hitting his forehead, Zhang Chu did not retreat but advanced.

That person did not see clearly Zhang Chu's movement, saw the person already arrived in front of oneself, own arm fell on other people's shoulder.

When his middle door opened wide, he cried out that it was not good. Just as he wanted to wave his hand to guard against it, he saw a fist zooming in quickly in front of him and making close contact with his face. He only felt that the originally bright world in front of him became dim and his body fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Hiss!" The old man took a breath of cool air, and the idea was a little firm.

The old man has been struggling in the society for so many years. Naturally, he can see that Zhang Chu is not a simple man. He stepped back two steps slightly, but the young men are full of blood. When they saw that their companions were knocked down on the ground, they rushed forward with a cry.

These young people have just stepped into the society for a short time, and they have no cooperation with their peers.

Zhang Chu slapped the young man in the face. The young man turned around in the same place and felt his ears buzzing. Before he knew what had happened, Zhang Chu kicked him in the stomach.

The guy screamed, flew backwards and knocked several of his comrades to the ground. The trend of retreat was stable.

Seeing Zhang Chu coming over with a smile, the old man only felt that his back bone was cold and broken! His legs were shaking. If he hadn't leaned against the door, he would have slipped to the ground.

"Brother, this is a misunderstanding." The arrogant look of the old man turned into a smile. He knows the current affairs very well. When he should be counselled, he should be counselled. It's better to say two soft words than to be beaten.

"Misunderstanding?" Zhang Chu picked eyebrow to smile: "you just seem to want to corrupt my money."

"That..." the old man wiped the sweat on his head and said in secret that the young man really had to be reasonable and unforgiving. He almost killed all these people. OK: "ha ha, we don't know each other. Let's get rid of this article, OK?"

"Have you uncovered it?" Zhang chuchuchui wrapped the car door below, but he didn't see how hard he tried, but there was a terrible depression on the door.

The old man leaning on the car clearly felt the strong shock of the car, and his ears were buzzing with the dull crash.

If you hit me with this punch, I'm not going to fall apart.

"Brother, what do you say to do about this?" The old man didn't dare to look at Zhang Chu's eyes and asked tentatively.