little flower care

Chapter 30

"Go! Hehehe, the other party is a super cute girl, I guarantee you will definitely be jealous after seeing it!"

"Why should I be jealous, hehe, I already have my own." Yang Heng smiled.

"Lin Hanxue?" the fat man asked.

"Who else but her?" Yang Heng nodded.

"It's so difficult for you to find someone from the very beginning?" Fatty was a little surprised. Almost all the boys in the school wanted to chase Lin Hanxue, but no one had ever succeeded.

"Just wait and see, a month at most!" Yang Heng smiled.

Seeing Yang Heng's swearing look, the fat man was taken aback. He had never seen him actively chasing girls. Could it be that Yang Heng is actually very good at picking up girls?
"By the way, what time is the dinner you mentioned on Friday night?" Yang Heng asked.

"It's at the newly opened Ralphie Music Bar, and I'll go to your house to find you Ang when the time comes."

"By the way, I'm going to live in a different place. I'll live with Master for the time being. I'll go and find you." Yang Heng said, and added a random master into it.

The fat man was stunned for a while, and said curiously: "You...Master, where did you come from? By the way, can you let him teach me martial arts? Money is not a problem!"

"Master...Master is a hermit, he doesn't care about money, and he also said that he won't teach anyone except me." Yang Heng made up a reason.

"Well, I'm lazy, so I probably don't want to practice." The fat man thought that Yang Heng might be a little embarrassed, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"By the way, what... You know, I'm a little embarrassed when I'm alone with a girl, so you can just stand aside and be a light bulb, and say something nice to me by the way." The fat man smiled awkwardly.

Fatty's methods of picking up girls were terrible, Yang Heng knew this, and nodded in agreement with Fatty.

Outside the school gate.

"Brother Hua, that kid is here." A man in black wearing sunglasses said with a mobile phone.

"Okay! Don't come to see me if you're not disabled!" Hua Qiang said coldly on the other end of the phone, the bruise on his face had improved.

"Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, the man in sunglasses held the steering wheel and sneered: "Brothers, get ready to do it!"

As soon as Yang Heng and Xie Qiang walked out of the school gate, they saw two black Mercedes-Benz cars suddenly stopped at the school gate, the doors opened, and seven or eight tall men in black came out, each holding a nunchaku in their hands.

Yang Heng's expression changed, and he pushed Xie Qiang away with one hand. "Qiangzi, hurry up!"

It was not kind, Yang Heng fixed his eyes, and immediately knew that these people must be recruited by Huaqiang to deal with him. Looking at their aura, they looked like professional thugs.

"Hehe, I thought who it was, but a skinny yellow-haired boy!" Several men in black pointed at Yang Heng and laughed.

These people are not at the same level as ordinary street gangsters. They should have been trained. Yang Heng is not afraid. After these two days of training, he feels that his skin and flesh have become harder and stronger, and his ability to resist blows is far better than when he fought with Huaqiang.

Now it's just time to experience the cultivation results of the Hanba Mantra!

"Brother Heng!" Before Xie Qiang could react, Yang Heng rushed forward.

The group of men in black were also shocked. They didn't expect this kid to rush towards them without fear of death!

Yang Heng rushed to a group of men in black in an instant, and sneered: "You guys go together!"

"..." A group of men in black looked at each other in astonishment.

"Boy, you are crazy!" A young man in black sneered.

"What nonsense, hurry up!"

"Hehe, you are very arrogant!" The leader, dressed in black and with yellow hair, walked up.

"Fuck, are you going to do it or not! If you want to do it, hurry up!" Yang Heng cursed, and he had already sent him to the door, but these people didn't come, he couldn't wait.

A group of men in black opened their jaws, and some couldn't believe their ears. After so many years of hanging around, they had never seen such a savage person!

"Abolish him!" The leader, the yellow-haired man in black, shouted.

A group of people swarmed up with nunchakus, and Yang Heng stood still.

A man in black let out a low cry, and kicked Yang Heng's waist in the air. Yang Heng stood still with his expression unchanged. After he finished kicking, he calmly patted the ashes on his clothes.

Basically, there is no big feeling. I just entered the leather refining stage, and the effect is so obvious.The effect of practicing the Hanba Mantra is really powerful!Yang Heng thought to himself.

The man was not feeling well. The huge pain from his feet almost made him fall down. Yang Heng's waist was as hard as a steel plate!
Another black-clothed man clenched his nunchuck tightly, and slashed down with one stick, hitting Yang Heng on the shoulder.

It's still not painful or itchy, almost like a back massage.

A group of people brandished nunchakus and beat Yang Heng back and forth. Yang Heng only avoided the attack that hit the vital area, and let the other attacks fall on him.

Xie Qiang was still yelling at the beginning, but gradually his voice stopped, and his eyes showed confusion.

I saw that Yang Heng basically didn't dodge much, not only did he not show pain on his face, but there was a smile on his face!It was as if the beatings of this group of people did not cause him any harm.

The other students of Tianlan Middle School also looked at Yang Heng with horrified faces. They were beaten back and forth by a group of people wielding thick nunchucks. Same.

"Damn, is this still a human?"

A man in black was panting, looked at Yang Heng in disbelief, and even wondered if he was hallucinating.

All of a sudden, there was a "click" sound, and Yang Heng's shirt was torn apart by the nunchaku.

Yang Heng showed heartache and roared angrily: "Ci'ao! Who is it! You tore my clothes!!!"

As soon as the roar fell, a group of men in black froze in place, looking at Yang Heng foolishly.

Yang Heng kicked a burly young man in black. The latter was kicked five or six meters away, fell to the ground and couldn't even get up.

After a few fists and kicks, a group of men in black fell to the ground screaming and twisting into a ball.

"You! You are the one who broke my clothes. Hurry up and pay me for my clothes!" Yang Heng shouted angrily, pulling at the collar of a black-clothed youth whose nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

"You! I...please...excuse me, how much is it?" Looking at Yang Heng's angry look, and then looking at a group of friends who fell to the ground, the young man in black was so frightened that he had no intention of resisting.

"Two hundred!" In fact, the stall on his body only costs 20 yuan, but with so many people looking at it, Yang Heng felt that calling twenty was too stupid, he is a very face-saving person.

The young man in black immediately took out two red notes from his wallet and handed them to Yang Heng with trembling hands.

Yang Heng took the money, nodded in satisfaction, turned around and left without saying a word, and said to Xie Qiang who was beside him: "Qiangzi, I'm going back first."

Xie Qiang subconsciously nodded, staring blankly at a group of black-clothed men crawling on the ground, and then at the back of Yang Hengyuan. When he came back to his senses, he couldn't help exclaiming: "Brother Heng, you are my idol!"

Yang Heng took off his shirt and went to the bank to withdraw [-] yuan. Seeing so many red bills, he must be lying if he said he wasn't excited. Yang Heng picked up the wallets with trembling hands.

Walking into the vegetable market, turning around and turning around, he came to the house that had been burned to the ground before, and the landlord was waiting for him there.

Without further ado, Yang Heng counted 3000 RMB and handed it to the landlord.

The fat landlord accepted the money with a smile, and counted it with a happy face.

"Where's my ID card!" Yang Heng shouted hastily.

"Oh, here, take it." The landlord returned Yang Heng's ID card to Yang Heng.

After Yang Heng took the ID card, he glanced at the charred house, sighed, turned and left here...

(End of this chapter)