Zhang Shaoping ran far away and felt that he would not be chased, so he stopped and took a break.

"Damn it, just touching your Jade Girl Peak, isn't it necessary to react so much?" Zhang Shaoping felt unhappy and muttered, but his palm slapped at the building next to him indignantly, as if he wanted to vent his full breath.

The "bang" sound was extremely loud, which scared Zhang Shaoping. However, he accidentally slapped it on the back door of a building.

"However, this little girl's skin is really beautiful, her small figure is very plump and has a touch. Alas, what a pity!" Zhang Shaoping felt aroused when he thought of the girl's beautiful face and delicate figure. He couldn't help but slapped himself in regret, "You haven't done anything yet, why are you running? What a guilty person? Alas, what a good opportunity to pick up a chat. I missed it like this. I don't know if I can meet her again in the future?"

Zhang Shaoping was so upset that he missed the opportunity to hunt for beauty. The door he photographed suddenly opened from inside. A fat woman poked out most of her body and shouted at him: "Pujiezi, why did you come? Don't want to do it? If you don't want to do it, just open it as soon as possible and roll the bed and get out of here!"

Zhang Shaoping was stunned by the fat woman's machine gun-like screaming and scolding. What's the situation? He was full of questions.

Seeing that Zhang Shaoping was stunned and frightened, the fat woman rushed to Zhang Shaoping in anger. She stretched out her palm with a big palm fan and grabbed his arm and pulled it into the door. The fat woman's figure was like a fat pig with a thousand pounds. The momentum of the rushing force put Zhang Shaoping under a lot of pressure. Her arm was caught. He was surprised, without thinking, and he turned around, and with the help of his power, he threw away the fat woman's huge body.

Bang!

The fat woman's butt hit the ground, and her fat body fell like a huge rock, which made the ground tremble for a few times.

"Ouch!"

The fat woman howled like a pig in pain, her voice shrill, and she said as miserable as she said.

"What's wrong? What's wrong, Sister Qin?" Two young men suddenly rushed out of the door, and the voice came out. When they saw the fat woman lying on the ground screaming, they couldn't help but shrink their necks. When they started fighting, the fat woman could beat them all, but such a person was still so cleaned by Zhang Shaoping. They didn't have the courage to call Zhang Shaoping directly.

At that moment, one person shouted inward: "A pouncer hit Sister Qin, everyone come out and help you out!"

Zhang Shaoping apologized with a shameless face: "Please calm down, you two, this is a complete misunderstanding. I apologize, I can explain it."

Seeing that Zhang Shaoping had surrendered, the two young men suddenly felt proud. One of them rushed to help the fat woman. The check was to check whether the injury was serious. However, the young man who called someone sneered: "Misunderstanding? You beat our Sister Qin like this, is this also called a misunderstanding?"

Zhang Shaoping looked innocent and defended: "I didn't hit her, I just threw her gently. But I can't blame me. Who told her to suddenly rush over and pull me hard? I was panicked and threw her away like a conditioned reflex, but her body was too heavy, so she fell a little badly."

"Oh! I'm so desperate that I'm so sad that I'm broken, and I'm still daring to tease me for my figure!" The fat woman screamed, while scolding angrily, "I'm late for work and hurt me like this. If you don't give me an explanation for this, I'll never finish it."

"Hurry the work?!" Zhang Shaoping raised his eyebrows as he heard it and said bluntly: "Look, this is a misunderstanding! I am not the one you are looking for to rush to work."

The fat woman screamed, "Pujiezi, do you think it's okay to say a misunderstanding? Wait, Aren and the others will come out. I will make you look good at that time!"

When he met such an unreasonable person, Zhang Shaoping frowned, too lazy to pay attention to her. As soon as he turned around and wanted to leave, he heard a mess of footsteps. He couldn't hear many people, and shouted loudly:

"Sister Qin, are you okay? Are you seriously injured?"

"Who is so arrogant and dares to come here to find trouble alone?"

"Acheng, Ashui, don't panic, we are all here."

"Everyone get the guy and block him."

When Zhang Shaoping heard this, he was shocked and ran away without thinking.

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"It's bitter! Are you really going to have a lottery today?"

After running for a few minutes, Zhang Shaoping was stunned and there was no way ahead.

It turned out that this building was built with "three circumferences and one circumference", but Zhang Shaoping only ran away, but did not see the situation clearly, so he bumped into it.

Since he couldn't escape, Zhang Shaoping could only face it bravely. He kicked the garbage dump next to him and pulled out an abandoned old baseball bat from it. He weighed his hand and leaned his back against the wall, preparing to face the upcoming battle.

Zhang Shaoping's predecessor was experienced in many battles and was used to fighting in groups. He often picked up seven or eight people at a time, which was very fierce. He had rich experience in fighting, so of course he would not be able to get attacked from both sides. Being against a high wall became the best choice.

Without letting Zhang Shaoping over and over, the enemy soon appeared in his sight. One, two, three.

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Zhang Shaoping breathed a sigh of relief. There were only nine people, and they were still within a range that could be tolerated.

"Pujiezi, run, why don't you run?" the young man who called out jokingly said.

Holding the baseball bat, the long-lost blood suddenly surged into his heart. Zhang Shaoping felt his blood boiling and fearless. He sneered: "Run? Did I run? I was warming up just now."

These words were so arrogant! They stimulated the other party and shouted fiercely.

"Choose! It's so cool that it's 20,000 or 50,000 yuan. I'm tired of living, right?"

"God, I took his hands and feet off. Ask him if he still pulls it?"

"Kanba! We are made of paper, right?"

These people were still shouting, and Zhang Shao calmed down. He prepared his momentum and rushed into the crowd like an arrow that took off the string. The baseball bat in his hand swung twice, accurately hitting the guy's arm. But with a "click", the muscles and bones broke, the two of them screamed in pain. Then, they turned around and kicked another person's left foot hard on the stomach, kicking him to the ground.

Zhang Shaoping's few moves were arguing, as fast as lightning, and he knocked down the other three of them. Then the other party reacted, roared together, waved the guys and greeted Zhang Shaoping. But they were empty. Zhang Shaoping had expected their counterattack, but he left with one blow, ran a few steps, and kicked on the wall. With this recoil force, he made a big jump and rushed towards the few people fiercely.

He shook the baseball bat like thunder, rubbing the air, and there was a slight whistling sound. The two people facing him felt their scalp numbness and a vague pain. They were so scared that their faces changed drastically. They rolled on the ground and flashed.

Experts will know if there is any one at once!

Zhang Shaoping practiced boxing for a long time, and his body was full of blood and a stream of energy had long been produced. This stream of energy was not only blood and energy, but also what internal energy was called internal energy in internal martial arts. When practicing boxing, he could not vent his blood and energy in his body, and his power was not obvious. At this time, Zhang Shaoping only thought he was dead and had no other way. Instead, he mobilized this blood and energy, which already had some Chinese martial arts fighting style.

His way of shaking a big gun was to use the meaning of Xingyiquan with a stick. Xingyiquan was short-term and straight-forward, and first came from the battlefield. When the two armies fought, there were few places where they could turn and move, and they could only go straight, and they would go as they would go, and they would go as they would go.

Zhang Shaoping is not a master of national martial arts. He has only practiced boxing. However, when dealing with these guys who are not even gangsters, he may not lose when facing them head-on. Moreover, he is the best at first and the first to win, which is definitely a crushing style.

Even Zhang Shaoping himself couldn't believe that he could beat him so well. The opponent's stick was swung in disorganized manner, and it was not only soft but also slow in Zhang Shaoping's eyes. He avoided without any effort and could fight back. However, he felt relieved when he thought about it. It was not that others were slow to move, but that his reaction became faster. He practiced Xingyiquan's head, body, and spirit. After practicing this boxing technique for a long time, people would gradually become different.

Since the opponent was so frustrated, Zhang Shaoping's counterattack became more sharp. He would never give up until he brought down all these guys.

"Stop! Everyone, stop!" Just as Zhang Shaoping failed to put down another one after another, he suddenly saw a woman coming hurriedly and shouted loudly.

The other party had only three people who had not yet won the lottery. As soon as he heard the woman's words, he immediately stopped, but Zhang Shaoping ignored them and ignored them, knocking these three guys down with three punches and two kicks.

"You! Zhang Sheng, I stopped calling. Why did you still hurt them?" the woman said angrily.

When Zhang Shaoping heard the question, he couldn't help but look in the sound and was stunned. He said in surprise: "Hey, why is it you, Miss Zhong?"

The woman's long curly hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her whole body exuded a simple and natural atmosphere. Her face was beautiful, but it was not stunning, but it was better than freshness, pretentiousness and no artificiality. Her charming style that was suitable for anger and joy, and her casual and sexy gestures were fascinating.

She is the sexy goddess Zhong Fenghong of the future Hong Kong.

Zhong Qinghong asked, "What's wrong with me? If it weren't for me, would you like to fight with the person who came to persuade the fight?"

Zhang Shaoping smiled dryly and said, "How could that be? I like to reason the most and have never liked to resort to violence."

The people who were beaten by him and lying on the ground and moaned until now, almost jumped up when they heard this and argued with him. Zhong Qinghong glanced at the wounded people on the ground, and her beautiful eyes glared at him angrily, obviously she didn't believe his words at all.

Zhang Shaoping was glared at by the beauty and his bones became soft. In order not to leave a bad impression on the beauty, he hurriedly explained: "Hong Gu, I and I......"

Before the words "I'll tell you" were finished, Zhong Fenghong raised his eyebrows and scolded, "Don't call me Honggu."

"Okay, Hong Gu!" Zhang Shaoping took her words directly and continued, "This is how it is..."

Zhang Shaoping told the story in a vivid and vivid way, and made the grievances he suffered infinitely, adding fuel to the annoying things of fat women and others into unforgivable evils. In a word, there are many misunderstandings and everyone is wrong, but the other party is a big mistake and he is a small mistake.

When Zhong Qinghong saw Zhang Shaoping's words, he immediately swears: "This is really a misunderstanding! If I tell lies, God will punish Hong Gu and ignore me in the future!"

Zhong Fenghong said with a face: "Where is this going to swear? If you tell lies, God has punished me!"

Zhang Shaoping smiled and said, "You ignore me, don't you tell me that life is worse than death? Then you will become a living dead person, and there will be no more vicious oath in the world than this."

Zhong Qinghong filtered out the words he made to tease this guy and hummed, "Tell me, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Shaoping said generously: "Forget it, I have no losses anyway, so I won't bother with them."

"What? Do you want to leave like this? There is no need to pay for the medical expenses?" Zhong Xianhong's eyes widened, looking in disbelief.

Zhang Shaoping spread his hands and said he could not help. He said in a deep voice: "Hong Gu, you have to know that so many of them beat me up as a teenager. It would be nice if I didn't let them squat in the cell. I would like to ask me for medical expenses? If you really want it, go and tell my lawyer."

Zhong Qinghong was speechless. No matter how he said this, he was not careful.

When Zhang Shaoping saw the beauty's frowning look, he couldn't help but feel pity and soft-hearted, and asked, "What does these people have to do with you? Are they the staff you hired?" He thought to himself: If these people ask Zhong Xianhong to pay for medical expenses, I'll give some money.

“They are my friends.”
Chapter completed!