"Lao Zhang, are you a little human? !”
"I have your mother!" Lao Zhang’s right hand with floret’s hair and his left arm set the counter sideways and swept it away in the opposite direction.
"Hua!"
The counter was instantly hit by something. Lao Zhang followed by a leg lift and a foot kick to turn over the chair. "His mother wants two money, so I smashed your store, believe it or not?" !”
"You are too mixed up."
Floret gritted his teeth in short breath and tore it up with Lao Zhang, but how can a woman be as strong as a mature man?
Lao Zhang’s left hand pinched floret’s neck and right hand fanned her face N times in a row. "Do you still dare to strike back? Do you have no number in your heart? You can ask around here who dares to fight with me? !”
"Lao Zhang, you’ve had enough."
"loosen your hands"
“……!”
Five or six sisters can’t even look at it, but they stretch out their hands and pull.
Lao Zhang turned around and knocked several people to the ground with his fists and feet chuai, and shouted with his eyes wide open, "I don’t want two hundred today. I want two thousand. If I can’t get my horse out, let people come and smash the shop."
The fangs beside the wall looked at Lao Zhang coldly. After a long silence, they turned and ran outside.
Although he is young, he has a unique life experience. He knows that outsiders had better not interrupt this kind of confusing thing.
Stepping to the door, Daya stretched out his hand and pushed the door. He just wanted to turn around and shout a fragrant fragrance when suddenly he heard a crunchy bang behind him.
"I killed you!"
Xiang Xiang suddenly smashed Lao Zhang’s head with a glass bottle. His face was full of tears and he shouted with hatred, "I said I will kill you if you hit my mother again."
Lao Zhang’s forehead was bleeding and he looked back at Xiang Xiang callously.
All the people in the house were stuck.
Xiang Xiang ran to Lao Zhang’s chest with half a bottle and his eyes closed.
Chapter one hundred and forty-five Broad back little boy
Xiang Xiang’s anger is irrational. When Lao Zhang beat her mother again, she had forgotten all the possible consequences and wanted to take the wine bottle and kill her.
But Lao Zhang is an adult at worst, and he is always eating and drinking outside and playing hob with others. He is experienced in street fighting. When he saw Xiang Xiang stabbing himself, he took two steps back, lifted his legs and pushed him.
"Hey!"
Xiang Xiang fell to the ground on his back, while Lao Zhang’s right leg was scratched by a bottle.
"Daughter!" Floret cried and shouted a willing to break free from Lao Zhang and bend over to drag Xiang Xiang.
"Fuck you a mama you dare to stab me? Do you know who I am? I am your wild dad! " Lao Zhang was stabbed JiYan, raised his leg and stamped it. "Little Wolf cub, I’ll kick you to death before you grow up and sell it."
"Bang!"
Floret blocked a foot for the girl with a ferocious nu scold a way: "You are an animal, and you even beat children."
"Give me money" Lao Zhang rode floret and punched him. "Do you take money? !”
"I have no money, you can find it yourself. You can count on how much you find." floret bowed her arms and said, "Don’t hit her. Don’t hit her."
Lao Zhang gasped and grabbed floret after a long silence and said, "No money, right? Then I’ll find someone. You let your daughter go out for at least three thousand a night. You get me two thousand and we’re even. "
"impossible"
"What do you pack with me? What can she do when she grows up? I can find someone to be more expensive. "Lao Zhang pinched floret’s neck." Don’t make me hear you? !”
"You dream! You can’t kill me. "floret protects Xiangxiang." No one can touch my girl. "