Suddenly stood up...
The people around him subconsciously took half a step back.
Arhat looked at it and laughed again: "That's it? If someone really takes action against you, people will think that Arhat has gone back to his homeland and is arguing with a bunch of bastards."
"Who are you calling a bastard?"
Gou Huzi was furious.
He really didn't dare to take action...
Otherwise, with Arhat's demeanor as a 'super-pretended critic', I won't be able to tolerate his mouth unless it blows his ass...
What a loss!
"Everyone come in."
Arhat ignored him and waved outside.
Thirty or so thugs rushed in and immediately filled the room...
The rogues from before had long been squeezed into the corner, looking at this group of 'rogue special forces' with horrified faces, trembling with fear.
You don’t even need to do anything, you can tell just by looking at the momentum...
He must be beaten!
"What? Do you want to bully the few?"
Gou Huzi was also afraid, but in front of his younger brothers, he could only hold on: "The Cao Chamber of Commerce is a reputable existence in Bianliang. Is this how it does things?"
Bullying the small with the big, bullying the small with the many... has always been looked down upon by others.
But the problem is, coming from the mouth of a gangster, these words are funny no matter how you listen to them.
Luo Han raised his lips: "Luo has been hanging out in Bianliang for quite some time. But this is the first time I've seen someone as shameless as you..."
"So be it."
He pointed at the little thugs: "They can leave, but you stay! How about it? I forgot to tell you... I just like group fights, especially when a group of people beat you up! Are you not convinced? Will you bite me?"
Hearing this, there was a commotion among the little rogues.
Everyone is watching how Gou Huzi chooses.
After all, they are just a bunch of hooligans. How much loyalty do you expect from them?
Loyalty without material things is like a pile of sand. It doesn’t even need to be blown by the wind. It will fall apart after just two steps...
Gou Huzi stood there silently, the beard on his face trembling slightly.
"It seems that everyone is okay with it."
Arhat smiled and waved to the younger brothers: "Let's get started!"
"yes!"
More than thirty people responded in unison.
The younger brother, Wuji, was holding a stick, pointed at the gangsters, and cursed: "You all squat down and hold your head! If you don't squat down, I will make your ass bloom!"
The rogues squatted down one after another without hesitation...
"beat him!"
Wu Ji smiled evilly and swung the stick at Gou Huzi.
The latter was squeezed into the crowd and had almost no room to resist, so he could only reach out to block it.
Click!
The forearm was fractured.
However, this man was considered tough. He was pinned to the ground by Wu Ji and others and blasted with explosive hammers without even saying a word of scream.
"Let someone come..."
Arhat snatched the stick from Silky Chicken and slapped Gou Huzi hard on the back.
"...Fuck Sister-in-law!"
He spat fiercely and cursed: "The husband of a certain family has already said... You can't mention black history, you can't mention it! You damn, damn, force me to take action! Do you want to die or not?"
He whipped and cursed.
Gradually, the people around stopped.
Dozens of people crowded into the room, watching Arhat beat Gou Huzi violently.
He kept cursing and spitting from time to time...
"... Damn it! We agreed not to fight, but you are going to force me to break my precept!"
"I've been pretending to be elegant for so long, and you fucking ruined it... Why do you think you're pretending to be so elegant? Kneel down early and quit?"
Snapped!
Snapped!
The solid wood stick hit the person with all its strength, making a muffled sound with every blow.
But Gou Huzi still didn't say a word, just gritted his teeth and allowed the Arhat to kick him.
"Okay, you're tough enough!"
Arhat stopped breathing heavily and sat down on the bench: "Such a decent person is really rare. I can't bear to beat you..."
call!
Gou Huzi lay on the ground, feeling as if his whole body was falling apart in pain.
He took a deep breath and thought to himself: I can finally resist this!
It’s not that he is pretending to be a tough guy, but his subordinates are all watching. He must not be cowardly now, otherwise it will be a stain on him in the future...
"Come!"
Arhat threw the stick to the black chicken and said: "You beat me for a while."
"Hey!"
Wuji gave a ferocious laugh and took the stick.
Gou Huzi, who thought this was over, didn't react for a moment... He was hit hard on his butt by the black cock.
puff!
The stench filled the room.
"...Ma's!"
"He pulled it, get out quickly..."
There was a commotion all around, and Arhat quickly got up and walked out.
Silky Chicken didn't care about this, and held the stick to stop the little thugs: "Who dares to leave? I asked him to spit shit, do you believe it? Squat down obediently for me!"
No one dared to move now, their faces were filled with fear and disgust.
"... Damn it, aren't you pretending to be a tough guy?"
The black chicken stepped on Gou Huzi's face and said coldly: "I have to make you soft! Let the younger brothers like you see how my big brother spits shit!"
Bang!
puff……
Bang! Bang!
Puff, puff...
"Ouch!"
Gou Huzi finally couldn't hold on any longer and raised his head and cried out. He didn't know whether it was pain or grievance.
He struggled and roared loudly, with tears of humiliation hanging from the corners of his eyes: "Kill me if you dare! You beast, I can't even be a ghost..."
The black-bone chicken was rounded and he said again: "There's so much nonsense!"
puff…………
This time Gou Huzi was really incontinent, flying all over the sky like a waterfall, and a lot of things splashed out even through his pants.
"stop!"
Finally, their 'reinforcements' arrived.
More than twenty thugs came running from a distance, each of them extremely vicious and kicked over many roadside stalls.
Arhat stood at the door, his face still calm.
He pointed at the group of people with a smile and said to the boys beside him: "Did you see it? This is a second-rate scoundrel, violent and ruthless... At first glance, he looks like a seasoned veteran."
Are there levels for rogues?
The younger brother praised him: "Boss, where are the first-class scoundrels?"
"Hey, you've got to ask the right person!"
Arhat put his arms around the shoulders of the "praising boy" with admiration and said with a smile: "The first-class rogues are just like us, they are violent and ruthless...and more cultivated than them! We know how to keep a low profile when going out, and we are not calm when things happen. show off."
"That's what happened!"
The younger brother and Yourong Yan were pinched by the Arhat's neck, and praised him: "Lang Jun once said that if you want to be a good person, you must first know how to control your temper, otherwise you will always be just a piece of shit..."
"Yeah!"
Arhat slapped his head and said with a smile: "Have you ever seen any dignitary or government official making noises on the street? They always smile when they hit people. This is called temperament!"
"Boss is really knowledgeable, and I admire him!"
"Hey, let's learn a little bit... there are still many advantages in X!"
"That's, that's..."
opposite.
A group of rogues have arrived.
The strong man at the head was holding a stick, frowning and scolding: "Arhat, why are you here to tell stories? Where is the beard? Hand him over!"
