Chapter 198 [Several Crimes]

While hearing this sound from the downstairs, everyone also felt a rhythmic shock upstairs. The stairs seemed to be vibrating, trembling up and down, and then a huge head slowly appeared from the entrance of the stairs.

Ai Yige held his hands and had already heard from his voice that someone was coming. At this moment, he felt that he could save himself from fighting in front of his women without any image. With Xiong Baizhao standing here, let alone these people, even if there were two so-called Lao Zhou, he would probably be defeated in the end.

Xiong Baizhao's head was a little better when it first appeared, and everyone thought that this was a guy with a big head. But when most of his body could be seen by the people upstairs, many people couldn't help but breathe. Not to mention anything else, just from his height of nearly two meters and his strong body like a steel monster, it was enough to see that this man not only had two tricks, but probably had three tricks. Now, Lao Zhou and his group were in trouble.

Wu Jing didn't know Xiong Baizhao, but he also learned from what Xiong Baizhao said when he was downstairs that this person was Ai Yige, and he couldn't help but shake his head secretly. He thought that only Ai Yige was alone, and this Old Zhou might not be able to deal with it. Now there is such a weird guy, and he can see that he is safe and sound when he hits his forehead with two punches. Lao Zhou and the others seem to be sure to be frustrated tonight.

When he thought to himself, Wu Jing couldn't help but feel a little worried. He thought that Lao Zhou was actually quite a good person. Seeing that he suffered a big loss and had no chance to find a place, Wu Jing was also a little dissatisfied.

So Wu Jing took a step forward and asked Ai Yige: "Old Ai, is this your friend?"

Ai Yige knew what Wu Jing meant, but he smiled and nodded, and said to Xiong Baizhao: "Why are you here?"

When Xiong Baizhao looked at Ai Yige, he grinned: "Just just out, I answered a phone call and went to handle some things. Are you all okay?" As he said that, his eyes mainly looked at the girls who were sitting in the corner as if they were watching a show. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with them, Xiong Baizhao felt relieved.

"It's okay, it's just that Ruidong's arm was cut by the bottle they took with him." Ai Yigo explained.

Xiong Baizhao took a step closer, without saying a word, picked up He Ruidong's arm and took a look: "It's okay, it's just a skin injury. The wound is not deep. Take off your shirt and wrap it up and go to the hospital for some medicine later. If it doesn't work well in the air, it's easy to get infected."

He Ruidong nodded quickly and thanked him. Then he took off his shirt on his upper body, pulled open the sleeve, and wrapped the wound on his arm.

"What are these bastards doing? If you don't drink a good drink, what kind of store will you lose if you don't have any trouble?" This seemed to be asking Ai Yige, but in fact it was equivalent to declaring war on Lao Zhou and his group of people nakedly.

The most disgusting thing is that after seeing Xiong Baizhao coming up, Lao Zhou didn't take himself seriously at all. He actually chatted with Ai Yigo, and regarded them as air. This kind of contemptuous insult is the most unbearable for someone like Lao Zhou who has excellent face.

"Why are there so much nonsense among the big men? Didn't you just shouting to go out for a fight?" Old Zhou shouted. Xiong Baizhao looked back at him in surprise, and took a hand from him. He actually caught a man from Old Zhou. He didn't see how hard he tried. He raised his hand and threw it down the stairs. Soon, the heart-wrenching cry of the man downstairs came.

"Just just now, you idiot, told my friend not to call me mother, right?" Xiong Baizhao also heard Lao Zhou's voice and looked him up and down: "Well, it seems that you have practiced for two years, but do you think you will be invincible after practicing for a few years? In order not to accidentally break your neck, I will educate you for him and let you know that you are actually a useless person." As he said that, Xiong Baizhao took two steps forward without hesitation. Lao Zhou was surrounded by many people, but he was actually scared by the momentum of Xiong Baizhao and avoided them, leaving only Lao Zhou facing Xiong Baizhao.

Lao Zhou was also so angry that his nose was smoking. Although he knew that this guy was a tough guy when he saw Xiong Baizhao, he might not be easy to touch. Not to mention anything else, he was so big, his height and weight were placed here, and his ability to resist hits was much stronger than that of himself. But now that Xiong Baizhao was so contemptuous, Lao Zhou was also intolerable.

"If you are a man, don't talk about it. If you bring a seed, go downstairs to see the truth." After that, Lao Zhou turned around without fear and walked down the stairs.

Xiong Baizhao laughed and thought to himself how long hasn't anyone dared to challenge him? In other words, except for Ai Yige, Xiong Baizhao didn't dare to attack him, so he could not defeat him. Zhao Xinnan had to fight with him.

"There are still so many fools these days." As he said that, Xiong Baizhao waved his hand to Ai Yige and others, and followed him, and Ai Yige also lazily followed.

While walking, Ai Yige said, "Hey, don't let them go after you finish the fight. The damage caused by this shop is quite a big deal. Remember to let them compensate before leaving. In addition, the one who moved the bottle of wine and injured people, you have to leave. Do you know if you know?"

Xiong Baizhao was so angry that his nose was crooked. He turned his face and shouted at Ai Yige: "Damn it, do you really treat me as your coolie?"

"Hahaha, who told you that you were so heroic when you appeared just now? That thunderous question was very powerful!" Ai Yige burst into laughter, which made He Ruidong and Xiao Tianliang, who were so angry that they couldn't help laughing, let alone those two heartless Peng Lianqing and Liu Tianshun.

"Okay, okay, I'm a troublesome person. If you want to talk to you, why do you talk to them so much nonsense? I should have just put them down and then ask the police station here to lock them away and it's over. He is even talking to them. You are really not tired." Xiong Baizhao had no choice but to change the topic in disappointment.

Ai Yige shrugged helplessly: "Didn't I leave you a chance? How long hasn't anyone dared to challenge you? There is finally one today, so I'll leave it for you to play with."

"Damn, don't you challenge me every day?"

They sang together here and had a very tacit understanding. Lao Zhou was so angry that he had tied his intestines. In this life, since Lao Zhou was five or six years old, he had basically never seen anyone dare to talk to him like this. By the time he was fourteen or fifteen years old, even adults dared to bare their teeth. In the past twenty years, no one dared to talk to him like this. Now, not only did he have it, but he also had a group of people when he appeared. He even spoke so contemptuously that he didn't take him seriously, just like Lao Zhou was just a reptile who was not worth mentioning. How could Lao Zhou endure this?

However, Lao Zhou knew that he was not as sharp as the two of them, so he simply stopped talking. He just thought in his heart that he had just wanted to teach Xiong Baizhao and others a lesson, but now he wanted to leave something behind and remember this day very well.

After arriving downstairs, Xiong Baizhao couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Don't you plan to run away, are you? Damn, where do you want to go? Isn't this enough for you tossing?"

When Old Zhou heard this, his face turned distorted and deformed. He turned around and pretended, and simply said nothing and waited for Xiong Baizhao to take action.

Xiong Baizhao was not in a hurry, but just looked at Lao Zhou, then touched his chin and looked at him: "Well, the foundation of Bajiquan seems to have been practicing for many years. No wonder you are so angry. But, with your foundation, you really haven't practiced your disciples. You have been pretending to be crazy and stupid in the past two years, right? Thinking about the three places in Hebei, Beijing, and Tianjin, many young masters became famous because of their youth, and then began to recruit disciples so that they couldn't even play with a wrestling player? Forget it, I'll let you see what the real Bajiquan is tonight."

As he spoke, he didn't plan to use real skills with Lao Zhou, but he just wanted to rely on his ability to resist and fight, Xiong Baizhao, who quickly stumbled on Lao Zhou's three fists, actually took a big step, and put on the same Bajiquan posture as Lao Zhou.

Lao Zhou was shocked when he saw Xiong Baizhao's Bajiquan also seemed to be quite good. However, at this moment, he had no way out and had to turn his shoulders, shake his arm, and then approached it. His right arm was swaying, as if a shield was waving, causing a large amount of wind.

Xiong Baizhao smiled coldly, and half-turned his body, and he pushed him hard with his solid back. In the eyes of ordinary people, it seemed that Lao Zhou's arm was hit hard. Even if Xiong Baizhao's ability to resist strikes was strong, he would still have to eat it hard. But Lao Zhou knew very well that his arms were actually completely lifted off most of the strength by Xiong Baizhao's close body. In fact, if you were to say it more carefully, he was pushed up by Xiong Baizhao before he could send out all the strength. The strength was stored in his arms, but it had already touched the other party's body, and was pressed tightly by Xiong Baizhao, so the strength naturally could not be released.

Then, Xiong Baizhao stepped left, raised his hands flat in front of him, and pressed against Lao Zhou's chest. He whispered slightly. Lao Zhou only felt a surge of energy surge towards his chest, almost pushing him horizontally.

Lao Zhou relaxed his feet and stopped falling on the ground. Instead, he raised his breath and then retreated backwards with Xiong Baizhao's push, which was four or five meters away, but he also removed Xiong Baizhao's move.

However, even after a few rounds, Lao Zhou knew that this big guy in front of him was not a guy who could eat people with his body, but had solid skills under his hands. He also had a deep attainment in Bajiquan. He did both storing and spitting strength very well. He was afraid that he would encounter someone who could slap his hands.

Xiong Baizhao failed to succeed in one strike, so he would not give Lao Zhou a chance to counterattack. He chased after him in two steps, pressed his right elbow tightly, and pulled his right elbow diagonally. It seemed that there was no force, but it was all contained inside. Lao Zhou did not dare to neglect it. He held Xiong Baizhao's right elbow with both hands, and pushed Xiong Baizhao with the same force. Then he kicked his feet on the ground and immediately retreated two or three meters away. However, in this not too spacious path, he retreated like this, but completely handed his back to the wall behind him, and pressed it on the wall, which made the wall tremble a little, and a little dust fell on the top of the wall.

Xiong Baizhao stood up again and kicked her legs. Lao Zhou had no choice but to retreat, and could only fight Xiong Baizhao hard. However, the result of fighting with Xiong Baizhao was conceivable, and it only made Xiong Baizhao feel a little pain. However, Lao Zhou's leg seemed to have broken bones, and the pain was piercing. After closing the legs, he could hardly stand.

Looking at Xiong Baizhao again, after one leg was facing each other, his body turned one leg, turned around, stretched his left arm, and his arm, which was nearly one meter long, swung towards Lao Zhou like an iron pestle. This time, it hit Lao Zhou heavily on the shoulder, and only staggered Lao Zhou, almost falling to the ground.

Xiong Baizhao was in power and twisted his waist along the rotation force of his body, shouted loudly, his entire back tensed, and he leaned back heavily. It seemed as if he had helped Lao Zhou stabilize his body, but the back force hit Lao Zhou and made him have a strong intimate contact with the wall. When Xiong Baizhao retreated, Lao Zhou actually vomited a mouthful of blood.

Lao Zhou, whose eyes were distracted, obviously had no power to take action. Xiong Baizhao stood on the spot: "Just your skill is to deceive these gangsters. If you really fight with others, you are just seeking death."

Old Zhou was embarrassed and angry, but there was nothing to say. Although Xiong Baizhao's words obviously meant to humiliate him, he had nothing to say, but his skills were not as good as others. Moreover, in the brief battle just now, Old Zhou also knew that if Xiong Baizhao had not used Bajiquan to fight him, relying on his physical advantage alone, he might have knocked himself down with two straight punches. He couldn't help but feel depressed and could not say a word.

Seeing that Lao Zhou, who had always been regarded as an idol by them, had never taken a few moves under Xiong Baizhao, the group of people were all frightened, and Lao Zhou's younger brother was even more distraught and wanted to turn around and run away.

However, Ai Yige suddenly moved at this time, and chased after a few big strides, holding Lao Zhou's younger brother, the one who had injured He Ruidong with a bottle of wine. He grabbed his neck and pulled Xiao Zhou back hard, and pulled Xiao Zhou to the ground, and his whole back fell directly to the ground, making a muffled sound.

"Damn, Lao Ai, are you doing this heavy? You have the nerve to use such heavy means." Xiong Baizhao was still talking sarcastic about it, but after running two steps, the other people were so scared that their legs were weak and they couldn't run away. Several of them even sat on the ground and looked at Ai Yige and others foolishly.

"I said, I'm too lazy to care about the others. This guy wants to stay. Well, there's that..." Ai Yigo pointed at another guy: "This bastard actually insists on hugging Manshu and taking pictures, so he has to stay."

When Xiong Baizhao heard this, he immediately understood. No wonder Ai Yige was so angry. These grandsons were too blind. You said that when Ai Yige and Wu Manshu didn't know each other, they could stand up for her and give the director named Wang Chao the whole Chinese people. Wu Manshu is already his person today. You still want to hug Wu Manshu and take photos. Isn't that asking for death? It's still considered that Ai Yige is kinder. If Xiong Baizhao was replaced, let alone Wu Manshu. Even if he was a woman who was acting like a show, as long as someone was still with him now, if someone wanted to tease that girl, Xiong Baizhao could kill him directly. Not to mention anything else, letting him lie in the hospital bed for three or five months would not run away.

"You said it earlier. If I had known this was the case, I would not care about your troubles." Xiong Baizhao smiled and said to Ai Yige.

Lao Zhou was almost collapsed and could not beat him. He was ridiculed so much. His face was extremely ugly.

"You are ruthless, but you beat me and scold me. Can you let my brother go? My surname Zhou admits my defeat today. In the future, our surname Zhou will go around where you appear." Old Zhou is really a martial arts world, and he always feels a little as he says.

Xiong Baizhao gave him a blank look: "You said you would just go around? I haven't agreed yet! Gathering people to cause trouble, smashing other people's bars, teasing good women, playing hooligans... Well... This attempt was made. A small gang with a gangster nature deliberately hurt people and used weapons. There are many charges. I think, can the local police station be managed? Lao Liu, you are a professional. Do you think these charges are enough? Is there anything to add?"

When they heard Xiong Baizhao's words, the people were all stunned. Old Zhou was also puzzled and thought to himself who this guy was? What kind of so-called professional is that person named Lao Liu?

Liu Tianshun thought about it and said casually: "There is no charge, but there is only a suggestion. Since they are provoking well-known public figures, it may have a great impact on social security and the public's safety psychology, and will greatly affect the public image of the well-known public figure. When sentencing, the highest punishment can be dealt with."

"Damn! You are indeed professional!" Xiong Baizhao screamed strangely, then looked at the group of people: "I'll leave here. Don't expect me to leave today. If you don't finish it, I will make him feel very regretful if anyone dares to leave!"

As he was talking, one of the guys didn't know if he was too scared or because he didn't believe Xiong Baizhao's words at all, so he jumped up and wanted to run. Xiong Baizhao chased after him in three or two steps, and then a black muzzle pointed at his head.
Chapter completed!