Zheng Qian is not worried about himself at all.

If people like Duan Qiran can't deal with even a few local gangsters, then the provincial Sanda team can be disbanded.

"Damn, that's really a fight!"

"It's so exciting, I will definitely post it on WeChat Moments soon!"

"If this is recorded, it won't become a hit?"

Watching from the sidelines, the two groups started fighting, and they were even more excited than the person involved.

Several girls on the side, including Lu Shanshan and Song Qingli, subconsciously covered their eyes.

Duan Qiran and others showed the most focused and dedicated attitude and knocked this group of people to the ground in a few minutes.

Taking advantage of his height and long arms, Tang Xingyu resisted several attacks, but was still kicked by Duan Qiran and broke two ribs.

"Xingyu!" Lu Shanshan saw Tang Xingyu knocked to the ground, covered in dust, and quickly went up to check the situation.

"Fuck me!"

Only then did Cui Jinghui, who was watching from behind, wake up.

These people are not showy, they have hard skills!

They are not actors invited by Zheng Qian at all!

"Brother Qian, how should we deal with this kid?" Duan Qiran and others surrounded Cui Jinghui and asked for Zheng Qian's opinion.

"You guys deal with it." Zheng Qian said coldly, "Don't be merciful."

"Okay!"

Zheng Qian thought that Cui Jinghui had lost his memory, but he didn't expect that he would dare to send people to surround him.

Looking at Tang Xingyu who fell to the ground and was unable to stand up on his own, Zheng Qian showed no mercy.

Zheng Qian knew that he had never been taken seriously by Tang Xingyu before, but he did not expect that today he would personally go out and attack him.

Could it be because he asked Lu Shanshan to make a joint donation?

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Cui Jinghui was forced into a corner and slapped again.

"Boy, you don't have a long memory, do you? Didn't you get enough beatings that night?"

Several people took turns slapping Cui Jinghui again, causing Cui Jinghui to scream in pain.

Those who watch the excitement don’t think it’s a big deal.

This scene happened to be filmed by someone.

"Zheng Qian, can you please let people stop?" Lu Shanshan placed Tang Xingyu in a corner and came to Zheng Qian to plead for mercy.

"Xiao Duan, stop playing around, it's time to go!" Zheng Qian ignored Lu Shanshan and greeted Duan Qiran.

After Song Qingli witnessed the complete process, she was already stunned on the spot. Zheng Qian stepped forward and patted her shoulder: "Teacher Song, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Okay...Senior Zheng, walk slowly..."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Qian would attack so harshly!

Lu Shanshan was at the side and dialed the emergency number.

"Emergency center? I need your help here, someone is seriously injured!"

"Yes, there are more than a dozen people at Yebei University. Please send more medical personnel."

"I'm not kidding! Come here quickly or I will report you!"

Woooooooo~

More than a dozen ambulances drove into the Yebei campus.

Yebei Third People's Hospital.

In the ward.

Cui Jinghui was lying on the hospital bed with various instruments inserted into his body and an intravenous drip.

Tang Xingyu also had a stain on his head and two broken ribs. He sat in front of the hospital bed with his head lowered, wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing that he was in a low mood, Lu Shanshan stepped forward to comfort him: "Xingyu, there is no need for you to be like this. Zheng Qian and I really have nothing."

Tang Xingyu admitted that he was so angry that he failed to calm down.

He naturally knew that Lu Shanshan and Zheng Qian really had nothing to do with each other. They just couldn't swallow this breath and couldn't stand the humiliation, so they acquiesced to Cui Jinghui's approach.

Bang.

The person in the ward was roughly pushed away.

A middle-aged man in his late fifties wearing a floral shirt walked in, followed by two horse boys.

The chief talker of the West Asia Club, Cui Jinghui’s father, Cui Hongliang!

Cui Hongliang's expression was very worried. He rushed to the hospital bed immediately, looking forward to his son:

"Jing Hui, how are you?"

"Dad...I...I'm fine..."

Now Cui Jinghui has a little difficulty speaking.

Yu Nana's pear blossoms were wet, and she said very softly: "Uncle Cui, Jinghui has been diagnosed as a second-degree disability by the doctor, you must say this for Jinghui!"

"What?!"

Cui Hongliang was furious.

"Oh, I told you a long time ago not to act rashly, why don't you listen to dad!" Cui Hongliang sighed.

Cui Hongliang knew that his son was angry, but he had emphasized before that Cui Jinghui should not act rashly, let alone lead people to find trouble without permission.

In front of a father, letting his daughter come to drink with him is unjustifiable, and he deserves to be beaten.

He glanced at Tang Xingyu next to him.

"Xingyu, were you there too? Why didn't you stop me?"

"You shouldn't end up too, right?"

There were still traces of wound treatment on Tang Xingyu's head, and it seemed that he was also involved in the fight.

Although Tang Xingyu does not have as strong a physique as Cui Jinghui, he has been specially trained! The injury was relatively minor.

Unlike his son Cui Jinghui, who was unable to even speak while lying on the hospital bed.

"Uncle Cui, I was indeed reckless in this matter." Tang Xingyu apologized, "I should have stopped Jing Hui at that time."

Tang Xingyu's father is the boss of Xingyao Group, and his uncle is in charge of politics and law in Qilu.

Cui Jinghui's father is a local figure in Yezhou.

There are ten thousand ways to deal with Zheng Qian.

But they chose the stupidest and stupidest way to fight with others.

Tang Xingyu felt that he really made the wrong step.

This time they took the initiative to find something. They were beaten by Zheng Qian's people, so they couldn't help but be convinced.

Now even if he wants to use his uncle's authority, there is nothing he can do.

"Hey, you young people, what kind of thing are you doing?"

Cui Hongliang was a little helpless.

It was his son who took the lead and took the initiative to find someone else's problem. It would be impossible for him to show up again.

"Dad, I was wrong!" Cui Hongliang apologized to Cui Hongliang with tears in his eyes.

Cui Hongliang couldn't bear to see his son lying on the hospital bed in such pain.

"Jing Hui, don't worry, dad will definitely help you say this."

"I have investigated that Jin Yidao clearly. He has just been released from prison, and his old buddies are still in prison. They have no social connections and no background from back then."

"As for this Zheng Qian, who among you knows? Who is he?"

"Uncle Cui, according to himself, is the director of Qianhe Group." Tang Xingyu replied.

"Director of Qianhe Group?" Cui Hongliang muttered. He had been in Yezhou for so many years and had never heard of Zheng Qian, let alone a family named Zheng who dared to challenge the Cui family.

Cui Hongliang quietly made a calculation in his mind, and he already had an idea.

You can't be tough with Red Rose. If you want to play, play with your brain.

You want to recreate Red Rose, right?

OK.
Chapter completed!