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"Just admit it!"
"I'm going to cripple your hands now, do you have any objections?"
Like capillary rats.
Zhao Heihu's face was gloomy, and he put on a vicious expression.
But on Su Zheng's face, he didn't see even the slightest bit of fear.
This made Zhao Heihu a little upset.
Su Zheng looked at him coldly.
"You talk a lot of nonsense!"
"Bastard! How dare you talk to our Brother Heihu like that!"
"I even hit Boss Zhou! It may not be enough to get him with two hands!"
A group of gangsters were also clamoring.
Zhou Qiong also opened her slit eyes.
Smile proudly.
It was just that shapeless face that looked funny.
"Stop talking nonsense! Get him for me! I'll be responsible if something happens!"
"Take me back to the hospital in a while, and I'll buy everyone a drink!"
"Let's go to Junhao Hotel!"
He pretended to be proud and said.
In fact, my heart hurts.
All he knew was that this group of guys hadn't done anything, they were just waiting for him to make a statement.
Without some blood, I'm afraid they really won't be able to invite them.
Junhao Hotel is a local three-star hotel.
It costs 6000 yuan to set up a table casually!
According to the nature of these people.
I'm afraid I have to eat ten thousand!
Thinking of this, Zhou Qiong felt a little heartbroken.
No!
These losses must be made up for these two people!
And for my own injury, I went to a familiar hospital to get a certificate.
It is not a problem to blackmail hundreds of thousands!
Let's just say that these poor ghosts don't have that much money to pay for it!
Hear Zhou Qiong's words.
The gangsters looked at each other and smiled, showing satisfaction.
"Then thank you, Boss Zhou!"
"Brothers, work! Boss Zhou is still injured, don't keep him waiting!"
Zhao Heihu's face was also a little colder.
The stick in his hand aimed directly at Su Zheng's head, and smashed it hard.
The howling wind sounded like tearing power.
Su Zheng's eyes turned cold.
This person started, but really dark!
If this blow was real, not to mention fatal, it would at least be a severe concussion!
"You are looking for death!"
Su Zheng didn't hold back even now.
First reach out.
The stick that Zhao Heihu swung down fell directly into Su Zheng's hand.
A powerful shock was transmitted along the stick to Zhao Heihu's palm in an instant.
"Ow!"
Zhao Heihu let out a cry of pain.
The palm of the hand seemed to be torn apart.
He let go of his hand immediately.
Su Zheng wasn't too polite.
Holding a stick is a stick.
Zhao Heihu just felt his head go blank, and then fell to the ground directly.
Bang!
Zhao Heihu's pretended body fell to the ground with a muffled sound.
The gangsters who were still clamoring suddenly looked like ducks with their necks pinched.
With a dull expression, he stopped in his tracks.
"Brother Black Tiger!"
They knew Zhao Heihu's methods.
But in front of this man in front of him, he couldn't hold on for even one round?