"Hahaha, that's interesting. I can afford it, but it's up to you to see if you can afford it."

After saying that, Huang Mao left his trouser pockets with both hands, ran up to Wang Wencai in a few steps, raised his right foot and kicked him directly.

Although Wang Wencai doesn't have much fighting experience, he has now passed the tempering of spiritual liquid and has embarked on the path of cultivation. His physical fitness and reaction awareness are absolutely incomparable to ordinary people.

He turned sideways to avoid Huang Mao's right foot, and followed up with his right fist, hitting Huang Mao directly in the stomach.

"ah……"

Poor Huang Mao screamed, stepped back four or five meters, and fell directly onto a simple dining table. The side dishes and beer on the dining table were immediately spilled all over him, making him feel as embarrassed as he wanted.

All this happened in an instant, and it wasn't until Huang Mao fell to the ground and wailed several times that Mr. Zhou and the younger brothers next to him realized what was going on.

Mr. Zhou looked at Wang Wencai with a gloomy face and said, "How dare you hit my people? Don't think about it any better today. If you don't let go of your hands and feet, I won't be named Zhou."

"Hahaha, if your surname is not Zhou, do you want to be surnamed Wang? Let me tell you, our old Wang family will not accept scum like you."

Since they had already become enemies, Wang Wencai didn't take it into consideration and started ridiculing him directly.

"You are looking for death. Mr. Zhou, wait for me for two minutes. I will break his hands and feet and make him kneel in front of you and sing Conquer."

After the tall fat man finished speaking, he made fists with his left and right hands, and suddenly there was a crackling sound.

When the people around saw this, they immediately started talking quietly.

"Yeah, I think this little brother is hanging. Look at the fat man's brittle bones making crackling sounds with his hands. You can tell he is a practicing master."

"Hey, yes, yes, little brother is in trouble. Who often eats here, who doesn't know who this is, Mr. Zhou? He is powerful and has many younger brothers, so no one can afford to offend him."

"This little brother is very unfamiliar. He probably hasn't been here a few times. He doesn't know Mr. Zhou at all. This guy is beyond the reach of us ordinary people."

"Hey, don't be so pessimistic. I think that handsome guy was very fast just now. He might be able to beat that fat guy." A young woman dressed very intellectually murmured in a low voice.

"You women, it's all about looks. This little guy looks pretty good, but can he compare to that fat guy with his small body? Let me tell you, that fat guy's nickname is Fat Tiger, but it's official.

He is a judo practitioner, and I heard he even won a world-class championship in the past."

"Hey, it's over, it's over, little brother is going to be in trouble. We don't dare to go up to help. How about we secretly call the police later or call 120."

…

While the people around him were communicating, the fat man had already stopped five meters in front of Wang Wencai.

He glared at Wang Wencai and said: "Boy, if you kneel down and apologize to our Young Master Zhou now, maybe we Young Master Zhou can forgive you this time. If you don't do it, then don't blame me for being cruel.

Already."

As soon as Fat Hu finished speaking, Mr. Zhou's voice came from behind him,

"Yes, as long as you kneel down to apologize to me and shout my grandfather's words three times, I can consider sparing you."

As soon as Mr. Zhou finished speaking, Wang Wencai answered directly, but his voice was a little trembling.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, I didn't hear clearly just now. What did you ask me to kneel down and yell?"

Hearing this, Mr. Zhou laughed out loud. It was indeed a silver-like wax gun head.

"Hahaha, you're a good boy. You're quite good. Listen, as long as you kneel down and call me grandpa three times, I will spare you this time."

Young Master Zhou shouted arrogantly. After shouting, he looked at the onlookers around him, obviously showing off.

Wang Wencai smiled and said, "What? Can you speak louder? You want me to call you three times?"

"Grandpa." Mr. Zhou became a little impatient and shouted without thinking.

"Hey, good grandson, be good. I'll buy you some sweets after grandpa has finished dealing with this fat man." Wang Wencai shouted with a smile on his face. He just wanted to try, but he didn't expect Young Master Zhou to be so cooperative this time.

"Pfft..., haha..."

Those who were watching the excitement did not expect that Wang Wen would carry out such a coquettish operation.

One of them couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing. However, after seeing Mr. Zhou's gloomy face, he immediately straightened his face and suppressed his laughter.

Mr. Zhou stared at Wang Wencai angrily with a straight face. No matter how stupid he was, he knew he was being fooled.

He stared at Wang Wencai and roared angrily: "What are Fat Tiger waiting for? Immediately break his legs and feet and drag him over to me."

Young Master Zhou is really angry this time. He has been playing tricks on others in his more than 20 years of life. This is the first time he has done that today.

"Boy, there is a road to heaven. If you don't take it, there is no door to hell. If you break in, don't blame your fat man today."

As he said this, he opened his thighs with both hands and ran straight towards Wang Wencai.

A fat man over 1.8 meters tall and 300 to 400 pounds rushing towards him was quite a pressure. However, Wang Wencai was not too worried because his physical fitness was no longer comparable to that of ordinary people.

Just now he almost knocked Huang Mao away, which shows that his strength is far beyond ordinary people. So it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with this judo master.

He turned sideways to avoid Fat Tiger's attack, raised his leg and kicked Fat Tiger directly in the crotch. When facing the enemy, you must not be merciful and merciless. The best thing is to be able to deal with it quickly.

Now that I've said it, this is a fight, not a fighting competition. Is there anything I shouldn't do like kicking in the crotch?

Fat Tiger was startled and reached down with his right hand. When Wang Wencai's leg was less than ten centimeters away from his crotch, he barely blocked it.

Then he reached down with his left hand, followed by his body, quickly hugged Wang Wencai's right leg, turned around, and threw him out.

Wang Wencai, who was in the air, was startled and quickly calmed down. He worked hard to adjust his body shape in the air and landed steadily. He landed safely with his feet on the ground and half lying on the ground.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be a good martial artist, but it's really shameless to use such a dirty trick as kicking in the crotch."

Ignoring Fat Hu's ridicule, Wang Wencai said with a smile: "What about you, you grown men, bullying two girls is a shame? And why does Mr. Zhou have to recognize me as his grandfather in public?

Face?"

As soon as he said this, the people watching nearby were still immersed in the wonderful fight they had just had. As a result, many people couldn't help laughing again.

At this time, Mr. Zhou had no idea about the two girls next to him. He shouted angrily at Fat Hu: "Fat Hu, don't talk nonsense to him, kill him."

Immediately afterwards, he said to the three people next to him: "You three are coming, no matter how you think of a way to kill him today, I will bear all the responsibility if anything happens!"

At this time, heavy footsteps sounded, and Fat Tiger had already rushed towards Wang Wencai.

Fat Tiger knew that if he didn't deal with this person today, he would definitely get some good results when he went back to face Mr. Zhou.

The right corner of Wang Wencai's mouth raised, and he squatted down and picked up the simple table beside him. Then he turned around and threw it directly at the charging fat tiger.

In the blink of an eye, the table came into close contact with Fat Tiger's big face.

There was a click, and the sound of the wooden table breaking was heard. Immediately after a muffled groan, Fat Tiger's huge body fell straight to the ground. He rolled his eyes and fainted.

At this time, the three people on the opposite side had already rushed over and surrounded Wang Wencai in the center.

Looking at the three people who were approaching with their small horses, Wang Wencai said with a bitter smile: "Young people, if you don't follow martial ethics, how can you fight in a group?"
Chapter completed!