At this time, everyone who was watching the lively people on both sides was stunned for a moment, and then became excited in an instant. This is to have a lot of fun!

There is never a shortage of people watching the fun in this world. They watch sentient beings placed in water and fire and enjoy this.

I think I have not hurt anyone, but I am just a bystander, but I don’t know that what makes people hate in this world is the bystander!

"You can let go!"

The young man grabbed the big hand at the back of his neck with both hands, and struggled in the air!

"I have the kind of way to put me down and fight alone!"

Several of the young man's friends were stunned for a moment when they saw the man being caught with one hand.

No matter how light a man is, he can only hold hundreds of pounds, but he is not something that ordinary people can lift it up casually!

This bald donkey has such a lot of strength!

It was not until the man screamed in the air that several of his friends realized.

Apart from the man, five of them rushed towards Wuji directly with beer bottles.

Wu Jie smiled, and the public robes on his chest were slightly open, revealing the muscles and strong muscles that were carved on the Buddhist temple.

"Haha, one-on-one fight? Pickled scum, what qualifications do you have to fight with Lord Buddha!"

Wu Jie threw the young man in his hand into the air, and the man with a weight of more than 100 pounds was as if nothing had happened in his hand.

Just as the man was still rising, Wu Jie stretched out his big hand and grabbed the man's ankle. The man instantly paused in the air.

Then Wu Jie grabbed the young man's feet and waved it as if he was holding a whip.

There is no move, it is the simplest way to travel across all directions.

"Clang!"

"ah!"

With the sound of collision and screams, the five people rushing up were knocked to the ground by Wuji.

He was hit by a weapon weighing more than 100 kilograms while wielding, and he was injured if he touched it.

If you hit the mark, you will lose your skin even if you don’t die!

Fortunately, Wu Jie held some force, but the five people were only slightly injured.

The young man is very miserable now. As a weapon, if every friend of his is injured is one, then he is a superposition of five!

The young man's face was covered with blood, leaving behind his forehead, and he didn't know whether it was someone else's or his own.

I don’t know how many teeth in my mouth were missing, and my arms were half drooping, obviously broken.

After Wu Jie let go, the man roared in pain and twitched on the ground.

"Sober?"

Wujie asked with his head down.

The young man twitched while staring at Wu Jie with extremely resentful eyes and shouting in a low voice.

"I want to kill you! Kill you! Kill you~ Tianyi, call my dad! I want to kill him!"

"I'll go, Master Buddha is so angry! Don't you want to call your parents? It just so happens that Master Buddha also wants to see what kind of parents can teach you such a son!"

Wujie smiled angrily, sat back on his seat and said, "Boss, serve the food! Lord Buddha is waiting for his parents here!"

"Okay~ OK!"

...

"Ring ~"

A ringtone rang.

"Hey? Who?"

"Oh, Tianyi, what's wrong?"

"What? Let's talk about it specifically, don't talk nonsense. OK, I know, I'll go there now!"

Zhang Qiming, who hung up the phone, turned his head and said lightly to his driver: "Turn around, something happened to that guy Zhang Zifeng! There is a small stall on Beiheng Street!"

"OK!"

The driver responded and quickly turned the front of the car.

After Zhang Qiming looked at his phone, he put down his phone and gently stroked his right index finger on the back of the phone.

I don't know what I'm thinking!

Zhang Qiming is nearly fifty years old this year, but he is still energetic and his appearance remains on the handsome pass line.

He never does things that he is unsure of, and then he plans and then starts by knowing the situation.

Good habits and extremely high IQ made him worth over one billion when he was less than forty years old, but as long as he had not paid attention to him carefully, he would definitely have no impression of this person!

Zhang Qiming has always believed that if the trees are taller than the forest, the wind will destroy them; if the piles appear on the shore, the current will rush them; if the movement is higher than the people, the people will criticize them!

People in this world can’t stand you in a better life than them, so don’t stimulate their sensitive nerves!

Even those who specialize in editing financial magazines probably have no impression of him.

His half-life was successful and low-key!

The only regret is that his only son is not at all cunning, and his emotions are indifferent, which is the worst manifestation!

Now I’m actually fighting with people on the street. How brainless this is!

Only reckless men can fight courage and fear, but his son cannot be a reckless man for the rest of his life!

Just when Wujie was full of tea and food, Zhang Qiming arrived.

When Zhang Qiming got off the car, the young man lying on the ground said happily:

"dad!"

"Bang!"

A loud slap not only stunned the young man, but also stunned the audience!

"Why are you hitting me?"

The young man looked at Zhang Qiming in disbelief.

Zhang Qiming ignored his son's eyes in surprise. He moved his wrists and said, "Don't shut up!"

"Hey, it's a bit interesting!"

Wujie smiled at the visitor in front of him.

Zhang Qiming's face is like a cicada jade, with a trace of beard, and a scholarly temperament.

It is obvious that this person must have read poetry and books at first glance, and he feels like he is self-bright with poetry and books!

"It's this master! My son is naughty in daily life. I heard about what happened today on the phone! After the dog goes back, he will definitely discipline him!"

Zhang Qiming bowed slightly to Wujie and said, "What he said was loud and loud, which made people feel the urge to believe him."

When you look at cars, people, and temperament, you can see Zhang Qiming's feeling of being a famous man and not becoming rich in the first generation!

"I am your son, how can you do this!"

Zhang Zifeng looked crazy,

"It is because you are my son that I know that you must be the one who is wrong. Shut up now!"

Zhang Qiming said lightly, but his tone was full of majesty.

"Hahaha, OK! What a son and a father, it really opened the eyes of Lord Buddha!"

Wujie laughed and said, shaking his cassock and stood up.

"I think you are a gentleman, how could you teach such a son!"

"Every family has a difficult sutra! Master, you must know that no one can tell the things in this world. For some reason, my son...ah... is indeed negligent in discipline! He will definitely discipline him strictly when he goes back this time!"

Zhang Qiming lowered his head and looked like he admits his mistake and sighed.

The attitude is impeccable!

"Forget it! The Sa family originally thought that this guy was a father and son, but you should be a scholarly family. When educating your son, Buddha will not interfere in your family affairs! Take away the people!"

"Thank you!"

Zhang Qiming bowed, then turned around and walked to the vendor owner, and put down his money.

The vendor owner was about to say something, but Zhang Qiming took the lead and said, "I apologize, don't refuse!"

"Then~than thank you!"

"It should be!"

Zhang Qiming turned around and then squatted down to look at his gloomy son.

"Angkor, call a few more cars to help!"

"OK!"

At this moment, Wu Jie frowned and looked at Zhang Qiming in front of him.
Chapter completed!