"It's getting late, go back."

When I left the snack street, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. Because it was getting colder in winter, and at this time, there were fewer pedestrians on the road, and it looked deserted.

Zhuang Lin and Kong Qinghua had just left the snack street and arrived at a corner in front of them. Six or seven black shadows came out of the darkness.

These are seven young men dressed in fancy clothes. They should be all local gangsters. They all, carrying ball sticks and machetes and other fighting tools in their hands, surrounded this place.

Looking at the gangsters walking up towards him, Kong Qinghua couldn't help feeling a little panicked, and leaned slightly towards Zhuang Lin. When he approached Zhuang Lin's body, his somewhat panicked heart calmed down again.

Feeling Kong Qinghua approaching her body, Zhuang Lin lowered his head and looked at her, giving her a gentle smile.

He took his eyes back from Kong Qinghua and looked at the gangsters who were walking towards him. Although these gangsters were all strong and healthy, they were just fancy styles. No one was truly capable and did not have any threats at all.

Just looking at their appearance, they seemed to be prepared and knew their whereabouts, so they were deliberately waiting here.

The two of them had only been in the southwest for less than a day and had almost no contact with anyone. Only Sun Shaoren made enemies. Obviously, these people should have been sent by Sun Shaoren.

These gangsters rushed up quickly and surrounded Zhuang Lin and Kong Qinghua in the middle.

Looking at the couple standing in the middle with a calm expression, they were somewhat surprised. Logically speaking, a normal person must have been frightened to run away when he saw such people rushing up with sticks in hand. However, the couple in front of him did not escape, but stood there and did not see any panic on his face.

Did they be scared silly?

"Is it Sun Shaoren who sent you here?" Zhuang Lin's eyes swept across these gangsters and asked coldly.

When they heard his question, the gangsters were stunned for a moment. They did not expect that this young man would be so calm, and at the first time they guessed that they were following Mr. Sun's orders.

"It seems that I guessed it right." Looking at these gangsters with a stunned look, Zhuang Lin had already got the answer he wanted, and a smile appeared on his face, but this smile was a little cold, so cold that it was suffocating.

"Don't talk nonsense to this kid, just use his hands and feet, and take it back." After a brief shock, the leading gangster shouted, raised the machete in his hand, and rushed towards Zhuang Lin first.

Zhuang Lin stood with cold eyes, gently held Kong Qinghua in his arms with his left hand to prevent her from being hurt. His eyes swept over, clenched his fist with his right hand, and smashed forward.

With a dull sound, the gangster in the lead was hit by the punch and the crisp sound of his bone breaking, and he flew backwards, throwing him four or five meters away, falling heavily on the street, without any movement.

Without any interruption, Zhuang Lin punched again, even a few seconds apart from the previous punch. The speed was extremely fast, but there was not much force. He was deliberately controlling the force of his punch.

His power has exceeded the limit of ordinary people. If this seemingly ordinary punch hits a person, the damage caused is very terrifying. Even if a top-notch man gets a punch, he may not be able to bear it, let alone an ordinary gangster.

If it was in the Western underground world, he wouldn't mind taking all his strength and directly killing the flies-like gangsters on the opposite side. But this is Huaxia, so it's better not to kill anyone unless it's a last resort.

Even if he deliberately controlled the force of his punch, the punch hit the gangster on the opposite side was enough to knock him out, and he broke a few bones on his body. After falling to the ground, he could no longer get up.

The whole process happened so suddenly that the gangsters could not react and rushed forward with all their might. When they rushed to Zhuang Lin, three gangsters had already flew to a place several meters away, either lying on the ground or lying on the ground, without any movement.

When their reflex arcs reflected back this message, Zhuang Lin had already smashed his fourth punch, followed by the fifth punch, with no gap in between. The sound of the flesh fist and the bones breaking sounded at the same time, and two more gangsters flew out without any suspense.

By this time, there were only four people standing on the dim street, Zhuang Lin, Kong Qinghua, and the last two gangsters. At this time, the two gangsters, holding swords and sticks, stood stunned and stunned.

One of the gangsters was curled up, and the machete in his hand was still raised high. He was confused and frightened, and turned his head and looked behind him. When he saw the few friends who were undulating not far away, he was trembling.

He was scared and his heart was overwhelmed by fear. Although he had never seen any great world, he already knew the horror of the man in front of him, and this was not something they could provoke.

Under the terrifying torture, he wanted to turn around and run away, but before he could lift his legs, the terrifying fist had already arrived in front of him, and with a buzzing sound, his head was spinning like an explosion, and then, he knew nothing.

Zhuang Lin withdrew his fist and stared at the last gangster coldly. At this time, the gangster stood there blankly, his face full of fear. Because of fear, his whole body was trembling.

"Who sent you to cause trouble for me?" He stared at the gangster coldly and asked coldly in that unreasonable voice.

He naturally had already guessed that the real murderer behind the scenes was Sun Shaoren, but he suspected that in addition to Sun Shaoren, there was another person, who acted as Sun Shaoren's master, and these gangsters were sent by this person.

"If you answer me honestly, I will make you die miserably. Don't doubt my words, otherwise you won't even have a chance to regret it." Looking at the thug who was shaking somewhere, Zhuang Lin shouted coldly again.

The gangster had become a frightened bird. His cold shouts made his legs tremble, and he almost sat on the ground, scared to death.

"I, we are... the boss of Xicheng, sent by Feihu. Mr. Sun called our boss and asked... to teach you a lesson..." The gangster said tremblingly.

The boss of Xicheng Feihu? As expected.

Zhuang Lin sneered, since some people don’t know how to live or die and treat themselves as fat sheep, don’t blame yourself for being cruel. Before dealing with Sun Shaoren, let’s take action against this boss Feihu, the West City.

Only in this way can those individuals be honest in the next few days. As for Sun Shaoren, they will deal with him later.
Chapter completed!