C35 (2/2)
Duan Hong gave the beef in his hands to Ming Ri and walked to Young Hooligan's side without showing any expression. He said, ”Give the money to that old woman, apologize to her, and then send her to the hospital to check her body to see if you have hurt him. In the end, you can't come here anymore, I might be able to forgive you.”
The Young Hooligan laughed shamelessly. He glared at Duan Hong with his two small eyes and said coldly: ”Who the hell are you to let this daddy send that old woman to the hospital? Your head must be full of dog shit! ”Damn!”
Before he even finished his first word grass, Duan Hong's left arm suddenly swayed, as he fiercely struck towards Young Hooligan's abdomen.
< p > ”Pu!”
How could Young Hooligan avoid such a sharp punch? His back was arched, his eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth was gaping wide open.
Type.
Duan Hong retracted his hook fist, and struck towards Young Hooligan's exaggerated face with his right fist.
< p > ”Pa.”
Young Hooligan's face immediately looked as if he had suffered a stroke. His chin was crooked, and blood spurted out from his mouth and nose. There were a few rows of teeth in the blood as he fell towards the Elder's stall.
Suddenly, Young Hooligan stopped moving in mid air. Upon closer inspection, he realized that Zhu Shan, who was as big as a stone tablet, was actually raising this fellow high above his head.
The other Young Hooligan s were already scared witless. They relied on their perverted and roguish methods and often picked the most honest ones to bully them, like the bull-slaughtering Yellow Ox. Their families had five or six brothers each holding a cow-blade, and they did not dare to offend people like these Young Hooligan s.
Therefore, when Duan Hong and the other two went all out, the Young Hooligan s were completely shocked.
”Zhu Shan, put him down.”
< p > ”Oh.”
When Zhu Shan heard Duan Hong's words, his two big hands loosened and Young Hooligan collapsed flat on the ground. Zhu Shan was a hundred and ninety centimeters tall, and his hands were raised horizontally all the way until he was over two meters tall.
The Young Hooligan cried out as he fell to the ground, as if someone had pinched his balls.
Duan Hong picked up the cigarette butt that Yun Che had thrown on the ground, stuffed it into his nose, and stuffed it back into his mouth along with the small piece of cabbage that contained thick phlegm.
Just as the little hoodlum was about to put up a resistance with both hands, Zhu Shan's big foot had already stepped on him.
While the Young Hooligan was shouting loudly, Duan Hong's finger suddenly poked inside, causing the cabbage to be stuffed into his stomach.
He then slapped Young Hooligan's face a few times, picking up the broken bag that he threw on the ground and bringing it to his grandmother's side.
”Grandma, this is yours. How is your health?”
Duan Hong smiled and asked.
For a moment, she didn't know what to say. Suddenly, she saw that Young Hooligan's face was covered in blood, and pulled on Duan Hong's hand: ”Child, you're in trouble. Hurry and go, they're the lackeys here, they're not the same person.
< p > ”Oh?”
Duan Hong sneered, and comforted the old man: ”Alright, I will leave now, but don't worry, from today onwards, there will no longer be any fees at the market.”
Duan Hongshen lifted the Young Hooligan on the ground with his hand and said to his seven companions: ”You guys, follow me.”
Duan Hong noticed from the corner of his eyes that the people surrounding the market had different expressions on their faces. Some of them were excited, some were indifferent, some seemed indifferent, and some even carried soy sauce bottles in their hands. Obviously, they were just there to make fun of others, they were all cold towards the situation, and all of them did not wish for it to happen on themselves. When would they really unite, would there be a Young Hooligan that dared to cause a ruckus?
Why would they be afraid of America if everyone was twisted into a rope?
The tiny Ue-kok should have been sunk.
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