My luck can go against the sky

In the pavilion, Lin Yuming squatted on the crossbar with excitement and ate sunflower seeds, waiting for him to shout for cheering. As for who to shout for cheering, he didn't think it was important.

With Han Zirong's skill, this group of bodyguards is not unexpectedly Han Zirong's opponent, he feels that they need a little spiritual encouragement.

Zheng Tiancheng held his hand and looked at Pei Manqing grimly and said, "Is this what you want?"

"Batch!"

"If I weren't for me, your Pei family would have gone bankrupt. Can you still go to your police academy with peace of mind and be your policeman?"

His face was cold, his eyes looked at the bodyguards as if to eat people: "Why do you want me to speak before you do it?"

"Clean up this kid for me!"

"Dare to break my hand, I want him to have all his limbs broken!"

"Whoever dares to keep his hands will not use it tomorrow!"

"My Zheng family does not raise unfaithful waste!"

The bodyguards looked at each other and swarmed up.

Facing a group of bodyguards, Han Zirong remained motionless, still sitting in his place, holding Pei Manqing tightly, police flowers, uniforms, this is simply high-level enjoyment.

Dozens of fists rushed towards Han Zirong.

Han Zirong's body-protecting diamond cover moves as he pleases. Since he entered the Golden Core stage, he has found that he can control the diamond cover freely, and is no longer a passive skill.

A series of crashing sounds sounded.

The screams joined together.

A group of bodyguards who fisted all flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

Han Zirong raised his head, looked calmly at the remaining bodyguards who were still standing, and said faintly: "Go away!"

The words are not loud, but it contains the power of a golden core period.

A group of bodyguards who have been practicing martial arts for many years were shocked, and they were all in cold sweat.

The first bodyguard who entered An Jin was even more unbearable, kneeling suddenly uncontrollably.

On the contrary, those bodyguards who are not high in realm, just shed a little cold sweat, and did not lose control of their body.

Zheng Tiancheng looked at the kneeling bodyguard in disbelief, and said sharply: "He Sheng, you can stand up for me!"

"Are you not going to be mixed up? If you don't want to be mixed up, get me out of your hometown tomorrow!"

"waste!"

Han Zirong stood up and walked slowly in front of Zheng Tiancheng. He glanced at He Sheng, who was still kneeling on the ground, and said faintly, "Don't shout, he can't stand up without my consent."

Having said that, Han Zirong turned his head to look at He Sheng calmly: "Go away, go back to your hometown, and practice for a few more years, maybe you can get down in front of me."

"The roots are not bad, but they are a little older, which is a pity."

He Sheng suddenly loosened his body, but didn't stand up immediately. Instead, he stood up on one knee, raised his hand and clasped his fist, saying, "Thank you, senior, for your guidance, and the junior is grateful."

"But if you can let me take the young master, he is ignorant, and I hope seniors will forgive him.

"Afterwards, the Zheng family must have prepared a lot of gifts and thanked seniors."

Zheng Tiancheng looked at He Sheng in disbelief, and his face became even more blue. He scolded in a row: "He Sheng, you are crazy, I don't make you shame me by paying for you!"

"Also let my family prepare gifts, do you not recognize your own status!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Zirong raised his hand and slapped his face, but Zheng Tiancheng's left cheek swelled in a short time.

"There is no place for you to speak, no one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

"In fact, your bodyguard wants to save you, right, He Sheng." Han Zirong looked at He Sheng with a smile.

"You dare to slap me in the face, you dare to slap me in the face, I must kill you, I must kill you!" Zheng Tiancheng covered his face and backed away again and again, shouting frantically.

Under the steps of the pavilion, He Sheng lowered his head calmly, unable to see what he was thinking.

With a touch of his foot, his figure quickly retreated.

Han Zirong chuckled and said faintly: "Did I let you go? I don't understand the rules at all!"

The power of the whole body suddenly condensed, and he firmly locked He Sheng who had retreated to the corner of the pavilion.

He Sheng, whose body was still leaping in the air, suddenly froze, his body plummeted rapidly and hit the ground heavily.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and He Sheng immediately turned around, kneeling on the spot and facing Han Zirong, whispering in a low voice: "The junior is reckless, and I hope seniors forgive me."

As soon as the voice fell, a series of footsteps sounded.

Only a middle-aged man in Chinese tunic suit walked slowly, behind him, a middle-aged man wearing flip flops, wearing eyes, and a face with Chinese characters stared at Han Zirong gloomily, saying gloomily. : "Han Zirong, my son didn't mess with you!"

"As for beating him like this?"

Han Zirong smiled and looked at the middle-aged man in flip flops: "You are Zheng Guohao, today I helped you teach your disobedient son."

"No thanks, this is what I should do."

Zheng Guohao's face suddenly sank: "Boy, didn't Lin Changqing teach you how to write respectful two words!"

"You are a poor boy who really thinks that you have become the chairman of the US-Japan Group, so you think you can go sideways in Jiangxia City!"

After that, he waved towards Zheng Tiancheng.

Zheng Tiancheng did not dare to move, but looked at Han Zirong instead.

A smile suddenly appeared on Han Zirong's face, and he whispered softly: "Go, what are you afraid of if your dad let you pass? I won't eat you."

"Besides, your dad is here. Don't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha. I still want to give you this face."

Zheng Guohao looked at his son's cowardly appearance, and his anger suddenly rose up.

When Zheng Tiancheng stood in front of him, he raised his hand and slapped him.

"Is that how I taught you to do things?"

"waste!"

Zheng Tiancheng's faces suddenly became symmetrical.

Zheng Guohao turned his head to look at the man in the tunic suit, and said in a deep voice, "Master He, I beg you."

The man in the tunic nodded, suddenly let go of his hands behind his back, and stood by his side. He walked forward and said in a deep voice as he passed by He Sheng, "Don't stand up yet for me."

He Sheng lowered his head and did not dare to get up.

This person today makes him feel unfathomable. He can see that even if his elder brother is now a master of energization, he is not the opponent of the young man in front of him.

He Sheng could only whisper: "Brother, don't come on, this person is not right, run quickly."

Hearing He Sheng's words, the middle-aged man snorted coldly: "How come I, He Chengen, have you as a trash boy."

After all, raise your leg forward.

Han Zirong smiled slightly, beckoned to He Chengen, gathered up all his body, locked He Chengen, he said faintly: "Well, you are not a waste."

The voice just fell.

His momentum suddenly condensed, and He Chengen, who was stepping forward, could only feel that his shoulders were pressing on a mountain, but for a moment, he was like a dead dog, lying on the ground, unable to move at all.

He Chengen felt his body in horror, and realized that he couldn't even move his fingers. He hurriedly shouted: "Senior, senior, junior knows what is wrong, and I hope senior adult will look at it and let the junior take a shot!"

"As long as the seniors can let the juniors go, and the seniors have orders, the juniors will definitely follow suit."

Zheng Tiancheng watched this scene, and whispered unconsciously: "Here again, here again, first He Sheng, now He Chengen again, hell it is."

And Zheng Guohao, who saw this scene with his own eyes, suddenly changed his gloomy expression, and a smile appeared on his face. He smiled and said: "I didn't expect that Han is a master at a young age. This skill is really amazing. Amazing."

"I was wrong in the front. Brother, I plead punishable. When I go back, my brother will immediately put one billion on your account."

"Brother, you have to accept it, or you just look down on me, and tell me how I am going to mess with him."

One after the other, it's like two people.

Lin Yuming, who was squatting on the crossbar and eating melon seeds, watched this scene dumbly.

"True mother is wonderful!"