Bang!

A dull sound!

Zhang Jian, who was hitting the back of his head and back in the newspaper booth, kicked him up, but the fat man slightly turned his side to avoid the key points of his pants and crotch. He raised his legs and hit his abdomen with his knees. Zhang Jian was so painful that he couldn't help but open his mouth and scream, but his neck was pinched tightly by his hands like iron clamps. He couldn't breathe, and he could only make a dull "um", then rolled his eyes and opened his mouth wide, and his tongue stretched out involuntarily.

The fat man used his left hand and thumped a few times, knocking the dagger that Zhang Jian was holding in his right hand to the ground, then loosened Zhang Jian's neck with his right hand, then lifted it and grabbed Zhang Jian's head, pressed it down hard, and raised his knee to meet it.

Bang!

Zhang Jian was knocked back his whole body, and then he was hit by the fat man with an uppercut in the abdomen, and he staggered against the wall of the newspaper booth and fell to the ground.

Deficiency of oxygen, severe abdominal pain, seemingly broken nose bridge, snot and tears flowing...

Zhang Jian felt that the stars in front of him were flying around with golden stars and silver stars, and the fat man's burly body became blurred in front of him like a devil's shadow.

The fat man picked up the dagger and wanted to make a small cut on Zhang Jian's body, but when he saw Zhang Jian's nose bleeding a lot, his mouth, chin and clothes were all over, he kindly did not move the knife, but stretched out his right index finger and carefully hooked a little nosebleed. He seemed to be dirty, and turned over and stretched his right arm, touched the ground with his right index finger, rubbed it - the place where he burned the talisman just now.

At this moment, Zhang Jian, who was almost half lying and half sitting in the newspaper booth, was not afraid of being fierce and brave, nor was he afraid of being beaten. He used all his strength and raised his foot and put it hard on the fat man's butt, kicked the fat man who was squatting and unstable on the side. Fortunately, he responded quickly and supported the ground with one hand in time, so he did not look embarrassed like a dog eating, but he still crawled out like a dog crawling three steps before he could unload his strength and stabilize it.

He stood up angrily and walked to Zhang Jian, raising his foot and kicking him hard, while cursing: "Fuck, aren't you capable? Get up and fight me one-on-one, come on! Fuck!"

The scorpion was kicked so hard that his body kept bounced up and hit the back wall of the newspaper booth. He opened his mouth and made a muffled groan while squeaking and squeaking: "You have a genitals, just kill me, don't dare, I, sooner or later, kill you!"

"Oh, it's useless to behave like a ruthless person, but a coward!" Wen Shuo stopped beating Zhang Jian and sneered: "Isn't planted anymore?"

"Um?"

"If I can't beat me, I will only say these harsh words!" The fat man sarcastically, and a few passers-by stopped from afar to watch here. The fat man looked down at Zhang Jian with a cruel and confused look on his face, and said loudly: "Don't say that I didn't give you a chance, I'm really not afraid of embarrassment. I'll go to the Internet cafe door in broad daylight to fight me one-on-one, and use a knife and a gun to do whatever you want. If I don't dare to go out, I'm afraid of you! Whoever calls the police will be grandson! Do you dare?"

Scorpion grinned and said, "I just want to kill you, who will fight you one-on-one?"

"Okay, I'll give you a chance...get out!" Wen Shuo kicked Zhang Jian hard in the waist, making him scream.

Seeing that the fat man was no longer hitting him, he waved his hand with disgust on his face and asked him to get out. The scorpion got up and held his waist and walked away. He turned from behind the newspaper booth and saw several pedestrians watching from a distance. He turned his head and sucked in a cold air, and continued with a grin and grinned, "Fat man, you are amazing, you can beat him, wait for death!"

After saying that, Zhang Jian turned around and left.

A strange and gentle smile suddenly appeared on the fat man's face, and he said softly: "Zhang Jian, wait a minute."

"Hmm?" Zhang Jian stopped and turned his head: "How..."

Halfway through, looking at the fat man's gentle face, Zhang Jian frowned. He always felt something was wrong in his heart, and he was a little awkward, and then his consciousness was a little blurred. He shook his head hard, and his mind became a little clearer. Thinking of the fat man's words just now, he couldn't help but become more angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fatty, do you keep your word?"

"A spit and a nail!" The fat man looked at the scorpion arrogantly.

"Okay!" Zhang Jian turned his head and left, saying, "You wait for me and beat you down sooner or later!"

"I'm waiting..."

"Who the fuck dares, who is the cowardly grandson!"

"Being bragged - force it!"

...

The two of them were like a common situation. After fighting, they said harsh words to each other and left the stage. But at this time the fat man seemed more tough, while Zhang Jian seemed to be guilty and timid.

Because the fat man didn't move;

Zhang Jian spoke harshly, but he went further and further.

Seeing this scene, the pedestrians naturally felt that the show was nothing good. They all showed satisfaction and went back to their own houses and looked for their mothers.

The fat man, a little tired, leaned against the newspaper booth and lit another cigarette.

He was a little moved and upset.

It’s like I’ve been upset that my body is not good enough. But this time I’ve been upset that my body is not good, but because my body is fat and has too big and eye-catching. In the late 1990s, there was no such monitoring as the world today. Of course, the fat man would not know the situation more than ten years later. But he, who is cautious by nature, finally, because he is wide and fat, he suppressed Zhang Jian’s evil thoughts with mysterious methods.

Because it's not worth it.

Wen Shuo’s cultivation of mysterious methods is not profound enough, not to mention that mysterious methods are harmful, especially taking human life, is not a simple matter.

For example, to get rid of Xu Xianjin, he needed to rely on the rich historical and humanistic atmosphere of Beijing University, and to rely on the aura of Yang Jingbin who dominated the entire school at that time, and to set up a large formation... It can be said that he completely took advantage of the right time, place, and people!

Moreover, he did not do the death of Xu Xianjin in the end.

Since he beat Zhang Jian last time, Wen Shuo has considered many steps to get rid of Zhang Jian. First, he needs to find Zhang Jian's residence, and he has to meet Zhang Jian without being seen, and meet... bloody! But he doesn't know that Zhang Jian's residence is too troublesome, and his figure is too good and too eye-catching, so it is easy to be seen and left with relatively clear memories. If someone entrusts others to track and search or inquire, then the hidden danger is even greater. Once Zhang Jian dies unexpectedly, the person entrusted must first think of the fat man who had tracked Zhang Jian's residence.

It is not impossible to avoid these hidden dangers and troubles. The problem is that it takes time.

The fat man doesn't have the leisure and energy to do such things, of course, Scorpion Zhang Jian won't give him enough time, so he will come to take revenge first.

And, I want to kill someone...

Especially how much benefit can kill a slightly famous gangster named Zhang Jian? Is it cost-effective compared to the efforts?

Killing is a technical job, a difficult job.

Especially for honest people like fat people who are kind-hearted, it is even more difficult.

So after the fat man pulled out his little abacus in his heart several times, he realized that the Scorpion was actually worth using a little mysterious method and then squeezing out the benefits - tonight he was beating Scorpion, and the two talismans he used were "Burning Heart Yin Talisman" and "Insin the Heart Yang Talisman", and used the corresponding magic spell to set up shallow magic arrays to be used as "Gu Xin Talisman".

Take away Zhang Jian's blood and live, use the mysterious method to injure his heart, recite the magic mantra to imprint his own thoughts in the depths of his consciousness.

but……

Wen Shuo knew that his cultivation was insufficient, so he had to work hard to apply the "Gu Xin Method" to the extreme.

Early the next morning.

When there was a long queue at the entrance of the Internet cafe, Wen Shuo and his roommates came back from fitness. When they just walked downstairs of the dormitory, they saw Lu Yuan running in a hurry with a panic and shouting from afar: "Boss, boss! Hurry up, that guy named Zhang Jian is at the entrance of our Internet cafe and said he wants to fight you one-on-one..."

"Uncle! He's back!" Wen Shuo rolled up his sleeves and walked east fiercely.

Chi Rong and three other buddies quickly followed, but Wen Shuo told him as he walked: "Then grandson holds a grudge, no one of you will take action later, just in case he takes revenge on you in the future. Besides, I will deal with his looseness by myself!"

Several roommates looked at each other, right?

Who doesn’t know the heroic deeds of the boss playing three outside the Internet cafe last time?

Outside the Internet cafe, the students who were originally lined up to receive free tickets had already scattered in fear, but they refused to stay away. They just waited for the matter to be resolved and then lined up to grab the free tickets.

Outside the Internet cafe, in the middle of the street, Zhang Jian was wearing a leather jacket and jeans, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and a white medical tape on his nose. He was yelling with blue and red on his face: "Call the fat man to me, otherwise I will smash your Internet cafe!"

"Fatty, didn't you say the fuck? I have the will of a fight with me. Whoever calls the police will be the grandson!"

"Fat man!!"

...

When Zhang Jianzheng was shouting loudly, a burly figure suddenly appeared on the side, rushed to him very quickly, kicked him to the ground, stepped forward and beat him hard... The vicious and fierce scorpion had no power to fight back.

After Xun beat Zhang Jian violently, the fat man waved his hand calmly and said to everyone: "Continue to line up to get the tickets, it's okay, it's okay..."

Then, he grabbed Zhang Jian's collar and dragged him to the base of the wall on the side of the school gate not far away.

Everyone then rushed to collect the tickets. The other onlookers walked towards the Xiaonan Gate, but tried to stay away as far as possible. They looked at the fat man and the young man who had been shouting so loudly before but was beaten up in an instant.

Chi Rong and the others followed, thinking that if the boss still beats the other party, he must come forward to stop him, so don’t kill anyone.

Then……

Everyone saw a surprised scene.

The fat man squatting under the wall took out a cigarette and handed it to a scorpion sitting under the wall with a bruised nose and swollen face. He also held one. When he was rummaging through his pocket to look for a lighter, the scorpion took out the lighter and lit it for him first, and then lit it on his own.

"I know you are not convinced. It's still time to come tomorrow. I'm waiting here, but don't scream. It's not embarrassing to be beaten?" The fat man said earnestly.

"Come on, whoever is afraid of who is the grandson!" Zhang Jian said viciously.

"Tu! If you are fucking itchy, you will be itchy!"

"Tsk! I'll let you blood tomorrow!"

"spit!"

"spit!"
Chapter completed!