After lunch and practicing for a while, Zhang Shun walked leisurely towards the back mountain. Anyway, he didn't make an appointment for the specific time, so it would be the same when he went.

The back mountain is equivalent to a free small park. It is full of trees, built gravel roads, and built several small pavilions. A long time ago, it was the place where students do leisure sports during the day and fall in love at night. Few teachers will come to the back mountain, so everyone likes the back mountain that there are any things that the back mountain says that occasionally security guards patrol, but the manpower and ability are limited, and many things cannot be seen by security guards, and many things must be regarded as not seeing.

Zhang Shun was in a good mood, and the discomfort after a lot of blood loss had completely disappeared. While he was thinking about whether to find materials to ask the blind Taoist to make a few more turtle mung bean talismans, he waved his hands and kicked his feet to practice the essence realm.

The scenery in the back mountain is very beautiful, with green trees. In addition to the few bird songs that appear from time to time, it is so quiet that it makes people feel relaxed and happy. Sometimes a couple or two walk by and try their best to lower their voices, saying sweet words, and enjoying the stimulation that makes people blush when they touch their fingertips.

In early September, the temperature had dropped a lot, but the weather was still clear. The sunlight shone through the leaves, as if she was peeking at the men and women who were too energetic in the forest, hoping to see some erotic shots. The moon must be smarter than the sun. She borrowed some light from the sun, but not much, which just allowed her to appreciate the reproduction process of human beings.

Many trees have begun to fall leaves, and leaves of different sizes are rolling on the ground. They have not dried up yet. They will not make any sound when stepped on them, which can only add some bleak scene to this small forest.

The back mountain was not big. After more than ten minutes, Zhang Shun saw Xu Hao and his group. There were about twenty, men and women, all of whom were arrogant and perverted. Some of them had to spit a splash on the ground with a word. I guess they would be fined a group of old men and women on the road. Some probably felt that they should warm up, walked around anxiously, muttering words, and waving their fists from time to time, which looked like they were a little bit of cultivation. Some people would hug others' necks no matter who they walked to, and put their heads on their faces and talked, trying to expose their tendency to come out.

There is only one person who can pay attention to. He is about thirty years old, with a long scar on his face. He is wearing a white rider jacket and a high-end motorcycle helmet. He sits on an exaggerated large motorcycle with a cigarette in his mouth, and looks calm and composed, giving people a feeling of being outstanding.

However, the reason why Zhang Shun noticed this person was not that he looked very strong, but that girl standing next to him.

With delicate facial features, slightly dark skin, heavy makeup, and colorful hair, who isn't Xiao Ting?

Xiao Ting kept looking at the motorcycle rider affectionately. It was not until the people around her calmed down when they saw Zhang Shun that she noticed someone coming. She turned to see Zhang Shun and her body trembled violently.

Zhang Shun sighed inwardly. The police's daughter was with the gangsters of the Qinghong Gang. Is this a modern copycat version of "Romeo and Juliet", or does it mean to film the bloody romance version of "Infernal Affairs"?

After walking until only seven or eight steps away from Xiao Ting, Zhang Shun stopped and recalled the sigh that night when Officer Xiao started the car, he smiled and waved to Xiao Ting.

"Rainbow, do you know this guy?" The eyes of a group of gangsters focused on Xiao Ting.

Xiao Ting was surprised to take a step back, but was blocked by the motorcycle behind her. She looked a little helpless. After a few seconds, she shook her head: "I have met you, but I don't know you." After saying that, she showed a pleading look at Zhang Shun, not knowing whether she hoped that Zhang Shun would not tell these people about her father, or not telling her father about these people.

Xu Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Ting came with the motorcycle rider, and the motorcycle rider was a heavyweight he called. He was a life-threatening man when he fought. It is said that this man once single-handedly beat everyone in a bar, and that bar was the headquarters of the hostile gang. Since that day, the hostile gang disappeared. The motorcycle rider named Chang was famous in Qingji and was nicknamed "Chang Zilong". However, Chang Zi and Chanzi were homophones. Except for the boss of the Qinghong Gang who liked to call him Zilong, everyone called him Brother Chang.

Brother Chang is famous and has a great face. If his woman knows Zhang Shun, she may not be able to fight this fight. Xu Hao's revenge can only be written off. Therefore, when he heard Xiao Ting say that he didn't know Zhang Shun, he felt relieved.

Zhang Shun didn't plan to "let go" Xiao Ting, and said indignantly: "If you ask for a phone call, you just don't give me. I thought you looked down on me because you have a boyfriend. I didn't expect that you have such a bad attitude and like this... a little hooligan who is not doing his job properly. What kind of decent things do you have!"

The gangsters suddenly realized that this was Xiao Ting's suitor. When they heard him say "He Chenghe Taishu" and laughed. A gangster couldn't help but sarcastic: "Go home to retire quickly. This is not a place to eat after meals. Are you eighty years old?" Everyone laughed even more happily.

After such a fuss, the solemn atmosphere just now swept away. Xiao Ting showed a grateful look to Zhang Shun, while Xu Hao was secretly shocked - Zhang Shun was not like this yesterday. The easeful aura when he kicked his ass was not pretended at all. Why did he suddenly become a person today? Xu Hao didn't know that if it weren't for taking care of Xiao Ting, Zhang Shun would have rushed up to fight, and he would have liked to finish the matter as soon as possible.

Brother Chang stood up from the motorcycle, took a sudden sip of cigarette, flicked the cigarette butt on Zhang Shun, pointed at Xiao Ting and said proudly: "I've hit me, she's yours."

The cigarette butt hit Zhang Shun's stomach and knocked out a scoop of sparks. Zhang Shun exaggeratedly and quickly stepped back, slapped his stomach in a mess, causing another burst of ridicule.

"Brother Chang..." Xiao Ting shouted aggrievedly, feeling dissatisfied with being regarded as an item that could be given to others at will.

"Shut up! Don't be rude." Brother Chang glanced at Xiao Ting. If she hadn't had her beautiful face and hadn't been broken yet, how could she have gotten on his motorcycle with her body that was not bulging in front and back?

Zhang Shun blew the ashes on his stomach and shouted in anger: "Irregular! What quality? How do you talk to a lady? You also throw cigarette butts around. Pay attention to your quality! You are ignorant and brave. What will your parents think when you see it? What will your teachers, classmates, relatives and friends think when you see it? Scum! A bunch of scum! The scum of society!"

Brother Chang smiled angrily, took off his jacket and folded it carefully and placed it on the motorcycle. It seemed that he was about to start a fight. Xiao Ting, who was next to him, pulled his wrist and begged: "Brother Chang, don't die, he will be... he will be the one he knows after all."

Brother Chang had a bad temper, but at this time he got angry again by Zhang Shun. He slapped Xiao Ting in the face and cursed: "I want you to teach me when doing things? What are you..." He couldn't continue before he finished speaking.

The right hand that slapped Xiao Ting had disappeared, and only a piece of the little finger was left below the elbow. At the same time, the motorcycle behind him made a loud noise, and then the nearly four hundred kilograms of body fell down. A big hole appeared in the fuel tank, pouring gasoline outwards, dyeing the clean white rider jacket light yellow.

Xiao Ting was slapped to the ground. Before she could sit up, she was sprayed with blood on her face. Only one color of her hair was left, and the blood flowed down her cheeks, just like the heroine in a horror movie.

The surroundings were terrible, but not long after the quietness was broken by Zhang Shun's lazy voice: "Hey? It's me... Hehe, am I kind-hearted? I promised you, call you immediately whenever there is something wrong. This is my new phone, and the first call is called to you... Yes, the kidnapping seems to be related to some gang... There are many people in the back mountain of Qingji University, and you want an ambulance. You can drive more cars there, so it's more imposing... We're fine, don't worry... Don't worry... Don't use it too fast, don't you show up after you've finished calling in the movie? But don't be too slow, someone is squirting blood. Don't blame me if you die... Okay, that's it." After saying that, Zhang Shun put his cell phone back into his pocket.

He didn't expect that the gloves were so powerful. Perhaps this was what the blind Taoist said was "easy". The gloves not only broke Brother Chang's hand, but also broke the fuel tank and pushed down the motorcycle. He was so scared that he quickly took out the phone and called.

As soon as the phone hung up, Brother Chang's screams rang. He watched his disappeared right arm fall to the ground, and the screams of several women, his legs weakened, and the rest of the gangsters rushed towards Zhang Shun angrily. Only Xiao Ting quietly looked at the broken hand in front of him, and what his father once said appeared in his ears: "Remember, don't kill anyone."

He was surrounded by Europe again, but now Zhang Shun is no longer the weak-bodied man when he faced the engineering hat more than half a month ago. The discomfort and hesitation after losing his superpowers have disappeared. The hammer magical power brought him not only physical strength and strength, but also confidence.

He dared not use boxing gloves anymore, and fists and feet became fatal weapons. Zhang Shun had a clear idea and calm mind, and began to attack everyone's joints. Since there were a lot of people, it was necessary to keep more people. It was impossible to leave only Brother Chang left at the scene. Unfortunately, he was surrounded at this time and could no longer use the "circle magical power" of the essence realm.

Ankles, knees, wrists, elbows, shoulders... all joints are weaknesses of the human body. Zhang Shun only took a few minutes to put more than a dozen people. The remaining gangsters saw that there were fewer and fewer people around him, so they began to make plans to apply oil to the soles of their feet.

Xu Hao was frightened. He had seen many ruthless people, but there were not many people who broke the hands without saying a word. Moreover, he didn't even see how Brother Chang's hand was broken. At this time, he was still worried about avenging his nose bridge? The eldest young master of the Qinghong Gang bent down and slowly crawled out. The loyalty was lined up behind the courage, scaring him out. Who cares if these people were called by him? Who cares about how others will view themselves in the future?

Xiao Ting was also frightened. Looking at Brother Chang who was already unconscious, and looking at the gangsters lying on the ground moaning, his mind was blank. When he was a child, he often did homework in the police station. He had seen all kinds of people and secretly admired those who could chat and laugh in the face of the police. But now, those laughter were just to hide their inner fear.

Still thinking about it, Xiao Ting suddenly found that a bloody hand had reached in front of her.
Chapter completed!