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    Chapter 8 If you want to fight, fight, why bother talking.

    Although the boy saw Zhao Zhiyuan taking the initiative to show weakness, he was not an idiot after all. He understood that this was Zhao Zhiyuan trying to give him a setback, and wanted to let it go. However, Zhang DaDa's next few words made the boy unable to move forward or retreat. He didn't know what to do.  Okay, after thinking about it in my mind, I realized that I was not just Erque who was holding his neck and rushing forward carelessly. After all, I had learned some driving skills from my elders since I was a child, and my behavior would not be as extreme as it is today.  It's just that the girl in front of me really can't let go. If she can win, the family's power will definitely be at its peak again. After weighing it, I have a conclusion in my heart. Although there are so many second and third generations in China, there are only a few who really have the ability to make decisions.  , like this, the boy thought that those few people were just dandy boys with a certain background, a bit of domineering capital, so when Zhang boldly turned his head, he secretly put his hand into his trouser pocket and pressed a number. After a few rings, he hung up.  I have more or less confidence in my heart. Although it is not perfect, I will not be so deflated after all. Everyone hates people who sit on their necks and poop, especially if they ask themselves to wipe their butts after pooping.  Yes, now the boy feels as if he has eaten a fly, and is so sick.

    Squinting his eyes and seeing the boy's little movements, Zhao Zhiyuan didn't say anything, and sighed softly in his heart. I'm afraid things can't go well today. Since they can't go well, Zhao Zhiyuan's stubbornness in always helping his relatives but not taking care of him started to worry about it in his heart.  Hearing a commotion behind him, he looked back and saw a few tall and thick men walking over here arrogantly. When he saw the reinforcements arriving, the boys' slightly shrunken expressions immediately seemed like they had taken inferior aphrodisiacs, and they exuded the energy of a seven-time-a-night man.  momentum.

    Several people pushed aside the people standing aside and walked to Zhao Zhiyuan's side. They saw that the young man who usually bullied men and women had a bruised nose and face. Although his expression was a little worried, his heart was full of joy, and he was more or less gloating about his misfortune.  .  The non-mainstream long-haired young man on the far left spoke first, shouting in a hoarse voice: "What's going on, Master Xu?"

    The long-haired young man called him Young Master Xu was the boy who had been holding on. Lin Wan'er behind her saw that Young Master Xu's reinforcements had arrived, and her originally miserable face immediately beamed with joy.  Psychologically, he gloated: "Well, it was the big man opposite who beat your Young Master Xu like this."

    Xu Shao was a little embarrassed to speak at first, but when he heard Lin Wan'er's words, his already bitter face turned livid. He felt unhappy and said to himself: "You Lin Wan'er, when one day you lie on the uncle's bed, I have to let you work 24 hours a day."  Play the flute until your mouth cramps."

    When several people heard Lin Wan'er's words, their faces were full of indignation. Only a burly man's expression was the same as when he came before. He was neither sad nor happy nor angry. His face was expressionless. He looked at Zhang Bingdao and said softly: "Yes.  Did you hit Mr. Xu?"

    The burly man looked directly at Zhang DaDa. The sleeveless vest on his upper body undoubtedly showed off his well-developed muscles. His tough frame and explosive muscles looked extremely intimidating.  He didn't speak much, but he gave people a dangerous aura. I'm afraid this man was the only one with some strength among the few. This was Zhang DaDa's opinion on Mr. Xu's reinforcements.

    Zhao Zhiyuan remained as silent as at the beginning. He lightly glanced at a few people and came to a conclusion in his mind. He still watched the development of the situation calmly. The old man on the side saw that the matter was getting bigger and bigger.  He glanced at Zhao Zhiyuan, who had been silent all this time, sighed slightly, and stopped making any sound, with a hint of inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

    Hearing the obvious questioning tone, Zhang DaDa disagreed. Although he was a little wary of the extremely shocking man in front of him, for him who was always fearless when Zhao Zhiyuan was by his side, he obviously did not regard the other person as a qualified opponent.  , It¡¯s not that Zhang DaDa is arrogant, but as a person who is in the first line regardless of his status and background, he is not like those second-tier kids on TV. In addition to bullying men and dominating women, Zhang DaDa has always despised him. When he meets an opponent, he will meet a good talent.  , for a qualified opponent, Zhang DaDa will give the opponent enough respect.  He responded in a calm tone: "Yes, I was the one who hit him. Are you here to find a place for him?"

    Hearing Zhang's bold reply, the burly man didn't say anything. He just clenched his fist lightly, made a crackling sound, and said lightly: "It's fine if it's you."

    Just when Zhang DaDa was eager to try, Zhao Sanjin, who had been reading on the side, reached out to stop Zhang DaDa. He politely took off the black-rimmed glasses he had been wearing while reading and said softly: "Let me do it this time."

    Seeing Zhao Sanjin¡¯s actions, Zhang Dadan still had a harmless smile, so he stepped back three points and gave up the battlefield to Zhao Sanjin, who always seemed gentle, but was crazier than anyone else when he was crazy.  You can't live without being crazy, this has always been the motto of this man Zhao Sanjin, and it is the true portrayal of Zhao Sanjin at this time.

    ? Hit the point.

    Zhao Sanjin was still gentle and gently closed the book in his hand.??, he carefully placed the black-rimmed glasses that cost two yuan a pair on the book. He murmured something unknown in his mouth. He stood up, looked at the burly man opposite, and whispered: "From now on  From now on, your opponent is me. I hope you can show your full strength. Many people will eventually fall under me because of my size."

    Hearing Zhao Sanjin's words, the burly man did not say anything, and there was no slightest contempt on his face. He never took unknown opponents lightly.

    After saying that, Zhao Sanjin did not hesitate. He jumped up slightly and punched the burly man in the face with his left hand. This punch was so powerful that it completely got rid of Zhao Sanjin's usual polite and shy demeanor. At this time, he was a  A real man.  Seeing the fierceness of Zhao Sanjin's punches, the burly man dodged sideways and kicked Zhao Sanjin's lower abdomen with his right foot. Zhao Sanjin withdrew his fist in time and turned his punch into an elbow strike. It was like hitting the man's right shoulder. The man stretched out his right hand and was stunned.  Stunned, he made a crosscut to Zhao Sanjin's elbow. With a muffled groan, the two of them stopped their hands at the same time. Zhao Sanjin rushed towards the man again, with a look of determination that he would never give up. The man jumped up slightly, placing his right foot against the seat on the train.  After kicking Zhao Sanjin on the cheek, Zhao Sanjin leaned back and punched the kick in the air. The fists hit each other fiercely and powerfully. The two met head-on again.

    boom.

    Zhao Sanjin¡¯s fist hit the man¡¯s waving arm again, making a heavy collision sound.  Zhao Sanjin took a few steps back with this punch, but the man relied on his own explosive power and strong body to not retreat. On the surface, the burly man was slightly better.  However, Zhao Zhiyuan, who has been exposed to all kinds of strange people since he was a child, clearly sees that the two of them will be tied in this round at best.

    Zhao Sanjin shook his slightly numb fist and looked at the burly man opposite him with cold eyes.  To say that he is as stable as a mountain is obviously to overestimate him. With his full blow, he expected to be unstoppable, but Zhao Sanjin was able to resolve 70% of his strength. The original 100% of his arm strength ended up being only 30% in Zhao Sanjin's body. Compared with Zhao Sanjin,  The burly man realized that he had won on the surface. Although he was not too strong, at least he was not someone who could be manipulated. Zhao Sanjin's strength should not be underestimated. If his weak body had not limited Zhao Sanjin's explosive power, it was still unknown who would win.

    The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his clean and neat lines showed his fortitude, which added a bit more to Zhao Zhiyuan's eyes.  Looking at Sanjin coldly, he said calmly: "Not bad, let's do a few more tricks."

    There was no concealment of praise for Zhao Sanjin in his words. For an opponent like Zhao Sanjin, the man was also very excited. He usually followed Xu Shao to dominate the market and had few opponents. Today, he met an opponent who could survive a few moves. How could he let him go?  reason.  When you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent, which is not a good thing to inspire people.

    Zhao Sanjin straightened his somewhat messy bangs, still speaking in a cold tone, and responded: "If you want to fight, just fight, why bother to say more."
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