Chapter 238

Lao Hei is song ruye's uncle after all. He watched her grow up and supported her all the way. Therefore, during her return to China, she has been busy helping to deal with affairs, because she knew that it was difficult for her to stir up the beam at the moment, and she was soft hearted and could not bear to be forced, so she always subconsciously came forward to maintain it.

At the moment, he was worried that Yue Chengzhi would be unfavorable to him. If he didn't agree with him, he would die.

Zhao Yinyuan didn't want to come out with him. At this time, he caught a glimpse of song ruye, who was protected in the corner of his eye. He changed his mind. Youyou opened his mouth and said sarcastically, "the night Gang is now in charge of the family. So when selecting talents, do you want the old mother to take care of the front and back?"

He was born with a good appearance, gentle and handsome, but because his mouth was too poisonous and his eyes were narrow, he always looked a little gloomy and uncomfortable.

This sentence also happened to poke the weakness of the insiders present. Lao Hei immediately sank on his face. Although he was not happy in his heart, he didn't answer back.

Zhao Yin observed the subtle expression changes on each other's faces. For a moment, she felt a little surprised. When she was about to introduce herself, there was a familiar curse behind her.

"I Pooh, what nonsense did you say? Our young master took the lead in flattening your Jiaolong gang. Now which round has you run wild here?" the young man rushed out and stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Yin's shirt collar. He didn't forget to sell well. "What's your identity and don't pee. See who's in charge here now."

In addition to enjoying money and power, the superior can also enjoy the praise and boast of more people, and some people don't like to take pictures of bearded horses.

Most of them are inherent members of the night gang. They have a grudge against the people who recruit and install. Now they are fanned by the young man. Zhao Yin's eyes are also dissatisfied.

"Shit, it's not your turn to teach us how to be a man here. You were still drinking milk when I cut people with a knife." on the way, Yue Chengzhi pulled Zhao Yin apart with a sharp hand and greeted him with a hard fist. His temper burned to the top and he didn't care about being polite.

The young man was shocked and retreated three steps with a bang. His knuckles were painful and his heart was angry. He replied on the spot: "what if he's old? He's not my horse now. If you want to climb on my head, go back to reincarnation and choose the master again."

"Lying in the trough..." Yue Cheng was so angry that he couldn't speak. He clenched his fist and greeted him with red eyes.

"Stop!"

"Lao Cheng, stop!"

Zhao Yin and Lao Hei want to stop at the same time. The latter didn't expect an accident at the scene in a few words, but the former is completely afraid that his brother will be attacked by a group and can't retreat.

Bang Bang... Yue Chengzhi's eyes turned red. He hit the young man's spare ribs and almost vomited blood.

"Shit, what are you doing? Help! You're still watching the people of the night Gang being bullied?" the young man played a trick and changed his concept. He shouted that he would call on hot blood to resist foreign enemies together.

At present, some people were really incited and took two steps forward. Finally, they were held up by old black.

"Come on, I'm Yue Chengzhi. I don't have anything else, but I'm not afraid of death." Yue Chengzhi roared, glanced at the dark head of the audience with amazing momentum, and said angrily, "I'd rather sweep the street than ignore your bullshit gang and sect who only know how to exclude different people!"

It is said that after recovering the territory, everything is as usual. After recruiting and installing everyone, they will be brothers, but few people can really use them since ancient times. Rather than resenting the false operation of the night gang and the young man's mouth full of shit, he resented the decline of middle age and depression.

After the fight, he left his hometown with his wife and children, went out to find a job and make a living.

Yue Chengzhi thought that his strength became more and more fierce. It was like burning his life. Every blow brought a wind.

"Ah, stop fighting!" seeing that no one came forward to help, and the young man had no time to think about the reason, he had to hide aside with a swollen nose and face. Unconsciously, he bumped into the marble of the bar and fell at the foot of a man. He was in a panic and shouted, "help me!"

When the young man fell down, he actually saw that he was a woman and a very thin girl. He sat in the corner with a baseball cap in the backlight and couldn't see his face clearly.

But he didn't expect the other party to save him.

But when Yue Chengzhi tightened his trouser legs and swept over, the figure sitting on the top of the chair moved.

With a bang, the middle-aged man's powerful sweeping legs were blocked. The girl's hand was as fast as lightning. She leaned over and clasped Yue Chengzhi's shoulder, forcing him to twist his body, fly out and be kicked out.

Let alone the young man, the onlookers were silly.

Yue Chengzhi was stunned for a moment. He felt that the joints of his shoulders were hurt. He frowned and saw the girl out of the shadow. An incredible flash flashed on his face, "are you his helper?"

He was not a violent maniac. He had no morality and was not mean enough to fight with children, so he asked first with a black face.

A girl with simple short sleeves and jeans didn't answer him. The thin lips under the brim of her hat opened gently, and only two words spilled faintly, "come here."

This is the most straightforward signal to invite war.

Yue Chengzhi snorted coldly, determined that the two were together, and was no longer polite, "then don't blame me for bullying the small."

The voice fell, and his fist had rushed up again, leaving no room for mercy.

Mixing this business is a business of licking blood at the edge of a knife. If you take it lightly, men, women, young and old may stab you in the back. He can't live until now without years of ruthlessness.

But soon he found that his all-out fist and foot Kung Fu could not suppress the girl. Where they go is like a tornado crossing the border. The neat and straightforward moves are dazzling and amazing.

With a bang, Yue Chengzhi was finally kicked to the bar. His back hit the wine glass and smashed to the ground. He leaned back on his chair and was unable to fight again.

"I lost." he breathed heavily, his chest fluctuated violently, his forehead was full of hot sweat, but the blood color in his eyes had subsided. His eyes drooped slightly, with a kind of life-threatening compromise: "if you want to kill or cut, do as you please. Don't embarrass Lao Zhao. Let him help me raise my children."

With this sentence, he was as silent as an extinguished cigarette butt.

Rao Shizhao Yin was so mean that he shut his mouth and couldn't speak. His eyes were red and lost.

I never thought that they were in their prime and had to bury their skills.

Next second

"Yue Chengzhi, I now formally invite you to join the overnight management."