Chapter 109

And Shan Ji and the others sitting in the van subconsciously covered their heads and bent their waists.

Because as the car windows were smashed, glass shards shot directly inside.

The few of them didn't dare to use their faces to catch them at all.

After all the car windows of the van were smashed,

Ah Hu and the others stopped their hands.

And Shan Ji and the others immediately looked up and cursed angrily:

"Which turtle son dares to smash our Hong Hing's car? Don't want your life anymore???"

"It's me!"

Chu Tian walked up and said slowly.

Shan Ji poked his head out to look and found that it was Chu Tian, becoming even more furious:

"Fuck! Chu Tian, it's actually you bastard. Threatening us at the dinner table was enough, now you actually come to smash our car again. What the fuck do you mean???"

While speaking, Shan Ji also brought Da Tian Er and the others out of the car, glaring at Chu Tian.

"Hehe, what do I mean?" Chu Tian sneered and said disdainfully: "What do you few mean by badmouthing me in the car just now?

Alright, now I'm standing in front of you, what are you going to do to me?"

"I'm going to..."

When Shan Ji said halfway, he suddenly stopped.

Because Ah Hu and the others standing behind Chu Tian silently took a step forward.

Ah Hu and the others were burly.

On their side, only the builds of Da Tian Er and Jiaopi could barely compare to Ah Hu and the others, but in fact, they were still much worse.

Not to mention that each of Ah Hu and the others was holding a steel pipe that was dozens of centimeters long and as thick as a thumb.

Shan Ji knew that if he dared to curse Chu Tian one more time, Ah Hu and the others behind him would definitely rush up and kill him without hesitation.

Shan Ji wasn't stupid, how could he continue?

"What are you going to do? Say it? If you don't have the guts, don't hang out in the underworld. Isn't it better to go back and sell salted duck eggs?"

Chu Tian glanced at Shan Ji and said contemptuously.

Shan Ji was mocked and ridiculed by Chu Tian, and he became hot-headed again, roaring at Chu Tian:

"You fucker, if you have the ability, let's have a one-on-one. If it weren't for the few bodyguards standing behind you, do you think I would be afraid of you?"

"Fuck! Good guts, actually daring to curse our Brother Tian!!!"

And hearing Shan Ji actually daring to curse Chu Tian, Ah Hu immediately raised the steel pipe in his hand and rushed toward Shan Ji.

But he was stopped by Chu Tian.

Shan Ji originally wanted to run; he still had self-knowledge. Facing Ah Hu and the others who were tall and big and holding steel pipes, they couldn't be opponents at all.

But when he saw Chu Tian stop Ah Hu, he stopped in surprise, wanting to see what kind of tricks Chu Tian was going to play?

And Chu Tian just took out a box of Wan Baolu from his pants pocket, pulled one out, and held it in his mouth.

Seeing this, Ah Hu immediately stepped forward and respectfully took out a lighter that had been prepared from his pocket to light it for Chu Tian.

After Chu Tian took a puff, he walked slowly toward Shan Ji and said contemptuously:

"Since you want a one-on-one, okay, I'll give you this opportunity!"

"This is what you said, don't let your bodyguards help, just the two of us one-on-one!"

Shan Ji's eyes lit up immediately. Although Chu Tian's build seemed to be a bit taller than his,

he felt that Chu Tian was just a pretty boy who definitely hadn't fought many times.

And he had fought since he was a child, so he naturally didn't feel that this pretty boy, Chu Tian, was his opponent.

Chu Tian took another puff of Wan Baolu and nodded slowly.

The System asked him to teach Shan Ji a lesson, so he naturally had to do it himself.

"Drink!" Shan Ji gave a low shout, immediately swung his fist, and rushed up without hesitation, afraid that Chu Tian would go back on his word.

And with this punch, Shan Ji used all his strength, just to knock Chu Tian down with one punch, so as to become famous in the underworld.

Facing Shan Ji's attack, Chu Tian dodged it easily with a side step.

And when Shan Ji's punch missed, because it was a punch with all his strength, his body immediately lost balance, and with a "plop," he fell directly to the ground, falling into a dog-eating-shit posture.

Shan Ji was unwilling and immediately struggled to get up.

But just as his butt was sticking up, Chu Tian had already rushed over, raised his right leg, aimed at Shan Ji's butt, and kicked it fiercely.

Chu Tian was 1.85 meters tall, and his legs were a full 100 centimeters long.

At this time, he was wearing straight suit pants.

That action of holding a cigarette, casually swinging his long legs backward, and then kicking out quickly,

was simply as beautiful as a painting, comparable to Messi's World Cup championship goal.

"Ah!"

Shan Ji screamed, and his whole body flew straight forward.

He flew eight or nine meters, and after his head hit a black sedan in the parking lot fiercely, he stopped.

"Shan Ji!"