"Zhang Liang, be careful!"

Seeing Zhang San's fist falling towards Zhang Liang, Yan Ruhua called out in a conditioned manner.

Although Zhang Liang is 1.8 meters tall, his current height has no advantage in front of Zhang San.

Because Zhang San's height is two meters away.

After all, Zhang Liang is Yang Siqian's friend, so Yan Ruhua is a little worried that Zhang San will hurt Zhang Liang.

However, her scream was obviously a little late.

Because Zhang San's fist had already fallen to Zhang Liang.

"Boy, I'll let you meddle in other people's business."

Zhu Yuan showed a hideous laugh beside him.

He is still very confident about Zhang San's strength. After Zhang San learned some kung fu, it is impossible for ordinary people to be his opponent.

He believed that after the punch was smashed at Zhang Liang, Zhang Liang would be honest immediately.

"You fist shows off your legs, and you dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

Seeing Zhang San's fist hit, Zhang Liang's eyes showed strong disdain, and then he stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang San's fist.

Everyone was shocked by Zhang Liang's behavior.

How powerful is Zhang San's fist? Just grab it like this?

It is possible that Zhang Liang's fingers will be broken.

boom!

Zhang San's fist steadily hit Zhang Liang, but something surprised everyone happened because Zhang Liang's hand tightly held Zhang San's fist.

"call!"

Yan Ruhua couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and her beautiful eyes rippled.

Zhang Liang actually grabbed Zhang San's fist so easily, especially the moment he grabbed Zhang San's fist, he was really handsome.

Zhu Yuan's face next to him turned completely gloomy, and then he yelled: "Zhang San, are you fucking letting go?"

In his opinion, how could Zhang Liang catch Zhang San's fist?

The only possibility is that Zhang San is letting go.

After Zhang San was yelled by Zhang Liang, his face turned extremely red, and then he retracted his fist and prepared to punch Zhang Liang again.

However, when he closed his fists like this, he found that his fists were pinched tightly by Zhang Liang. No matter how he pulled his hand back like this, he couldn't pull it back.

"Boy, you let go."

Zhang San roared, but it was useless. He tried hard, and Zhang Liang's hand was still holding his hand.

In a hurry, Zhang San kicked Zhang Liang's foot.

boom!

However, Zhang Liang came first and kicked Zhang San's knees on one of his legs. Zhang San immediately knelt on the ground in a strange posture.

"Hiss, my knee."

Zhang San was kicked very hard, and he hit the ground, and felt a severe pain coming from his knees, and then his hand was conditioned toward the knee.

However, because Zhang Liang was tightly grasped by one of his fists, he could not achieve it if he wanted to break free.

He was half-hanged in the air, and there was a kind of pain that could not survive or die, reflected from his face.

Zhang Liang pulled Zhang San's fist hard, and Zhang San immediately fell out and fell to the ground.

At this time, Zhang Liang walked towards Zhu Yuan without any haste, with a smile on his face.

Zhu Yuan was a little scared by Zhang Liang's gaze.

After all, Zhang San was following him. He knew what kind of strength Zhang San had, but even such strength was directly overturned by Zhang Liang. He was not enough to see Zhang Liang in front of him.

"Boy, what are you going to do? I will tell you that I am not afraid of you. My uncle is the director of our city’s martial arts association."

Seeing Zhang Liang approaching him, Zhu Yuan's teeth were fighting and said in a trembling voice.

"roll!"

Zhang Liang slapped Zhu Yuan at the face. Zhu Yuan didn't react at all. He was directly slapped by Zhang Liang. He fell out immediately and both teeth were knocked away.

"Ahhhh, boy, you're dead, I'll make you look good."

After Zhu Yuan was beaten, he quickly ran away, but he still spoke harshly.

"If you dare to attack my friend again, what I let you lose is not as simple as two teeth."

Zhang Liang spoke lightly and let Zhu Yuan escape.

He had a lot of contact with rich second generations like Zhu Yuan. Knowing that these rich second generations had a temper, Zhu Yuan would definitely call his uncle over.

That's good. Since the other party's uncle is a figure in the martial arts association, he must know him. He wants Zhu Yuan to know his true identity and to let Zhu Yuan understand that he is an insurmountable mountain in Zhu Yuan's heart. In this way, Zhu Yuan dare not cause any trouble for Yan Ruhua.

"Zhang Liang, you..."

Yan Ruhua saw Zhang Liang beat Zhu Yuan away, and didn't know what to say.

On the one hand, she naturally didn't want to be Zhu Yuan's woman, and on the other hand, her mother needed Zhu Yuan's medicine for treatment.

Now Zhang Liang is helping her again, but she just kindly helped her badly. It is really hard for her to blame Zhang Liang.

"Go and bring a basin of water."

Zhang Liang suddenly looked at Yan Gang next to him and ordered him.

Yan Gang was a little excited.

Zhang Liang beat the bad guy just now so handsomely.

Although he didn't know what Zhang Liang was going to do, he still went to fetch a basin of water as Zhang Liang told him.

Then, Zhang Liang looked at Zhou Sheng who was trembling beside him and said, "Wash your face yourself, don't let me do it."

When Zhou Sheng heard this, he was immediately frightened to his face.

Plop!

He knelt down directly in front of Zhang Liang, and then said, "My friend, please spare me, this matter has nothing to do with me. Zhu Yuan asked me to do this, and I was forced to do it too."

Anyway, Zhu Yuan has left now, and it is unreasonable for him not to let Zhu Yuan take the blame.

"Um?"

Yan Ruhua saw that Zhou Sheng actually knelt down towards Zhang Liang, and felt confused.

Could this Zhou Sheng be really fake?

The Medicine King is relatively famous nationwide, and he has his portrait on related websites.

Thinking of this, Yan Ruhua took out her mobile phone and started to check Zhou Sheng’s portrait on related websites. As a result, Zhou Sheng’s paintings were truly presented to her.

The person in the painting looks exactly the same as the Zhou Sheng in front of him, and there is no mistake at all.

This is undoubtedly Zhou Sheng.

She suddenly became a little angry.

Zhang Liang treats the medicine king like this.

She believed that using the methods of the King of Medicine, it is very likely that her mother Li Fen's disease could be cured.

"I asked you to wash your face."

At this time, Zhang Liang's voice sounded again.

Shocked by Zhang Liang's voice, Zhou Sheng had no choice but to wash his face in the basin next to him.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!