Chapter 12 Violence

   "Zhang Dao, what do you mean?"

   Su Cheng's name for him also changed.

Zhang Dao smiled and said: "What do you mean? Didn't your precious girl tell you when you went back? Is it so easy to offend me, Zhang Dao? You're messing around on the road!"

  Su Cheng frowned and looked at him: "Your injury was caused by Da Ya?"

   He had already seen that Zhang Dao was injured, but he didn't really care about Zhang Dao. Zhang Dao didn't mention it himself, so he was too lazy to ask about it.

   Zhang Dao snorted coldly and said, "You son of a **** pretend to be garlic to Lao Tzu! Don't want to hand over people? That's fine."

   He took out a dagger from his pocket and stabbed it on the table between the two.

   "Leave a hand!"

  Su Cheng's eyes fell on the cold dagger: "If I stay, will you let Da Ya?"

  Zhang Dao looked at it and squinted and smiled: "It depends on my mood. I'm in a good mood. If I'm happy, I won't care about that fat fat man."

  Su Cheng slowly grabbed the dagger on the table.

Zhang Dao couldn't help laughing sarcastically: "Brother Su, Brother Su, for a fat and stupid daughter who can't marry at all, is it worth it? Don't you call Brother Su a good player at darts?"

   What responded to him was Su Cheng's low and dangerous voice: "You said, who is the dead fat man?"

   Zhang Dao was taken aback.

   In the next second, the dagger in Su Cheng's hand was approaching his face—

   He never dreamed that Su Cheng would suddenly run wild and attack him!

  You know, his more than a dozen brothers are guarding the backyard, so there's no way Su Cheng didn't see him on the way—

   He wasn't afraid of hurting himself, and he couldn't get out—

   He was injured, and this move was unavoidable, but behind him was a powerful thug who quickly grabbed Su Cheng's right wrist.

   But Su Cheng's move was a false move, or a move that was deliberately fed to the two of them.

   His left hand had already quietly picked up the white porcelain vase on the side, and smashed it down at Zhang Dao's head!

   gave Zhang Dao a scoop on the spot!

The people behind    didn't stop him if they wanted to!

  Su Cheng has returned to the countryside to farm for many years, almost making people forget what a lifeless character he was when he was playing darts?

  The thugs came forward and tried to knock Su Cheng to the ground with one punch. Unexpectedly, he was kicked in the chest by Su Cheng, and he fell heavily to the ground!

  Su Cheng grabbed Zhang Dao by the collar and punched it down!

   "Damn fat man, eh?"

   "Fat and stupid, eh?"

   "Have you forgotten how Lao Tzu got you back from those bandits?"

yes!

  How could he forget, they encountered mountain bandits, Dart was robbed, and he was also arrested.

   It was Su Cheng who single-handedly brought him and Dart out!

   The price is naturally heavy, Su Cheng's right hand is almost useless. It is not without this reason that he can only go back to the countryside to farm.

   The hand that Su Cheng used to teach him was the right hand that was abolished.

   It is true that his strength is much weaker, but it is enough to teach Zhang Dao, who was already seriously injured.

  Su Cheng pressed Zhang Dao to the ground and rubbed his fists like snowflakes.

   As long as you can't kill it, you will kill it!

   "Zhang Dao, I don't mess with you, you really think I am afraid of you!"

   "Bullying on my daughter! You **** tired of living!"

   Zhang Dao was beaten to the point of doubting his life.

   The thugs guarding in the backyard naturally heard the movement, but they thought it was Su Cheng who was beaten.

   The more they listened, the more wrong they became, and finally rushed in in a swarm.

   At this time, Zhang Dao was already bruised and dying.

  Everyone turned pale in shock, and rushed towards Su Cheng with their teeth and claws.

   Fighting alone, or one-on-two or three, Su Cheng is not a problem, but it is still a little embarrassing to say that he is fighting with more than a dozen men at the same time.

   Just as the situation in the house was one-sided, the door of the house was violently kicked open by a little fat leg!

  Su Xiaoxiao and Su Ergou charged in murderously with wooden sticks.

   "Let go of my dad!"

   Su Ergou jumped in!

   As the saying goes, the soft is afraid of the hard, the hard is afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal is afraid of death.

   These **** are naturally arrogant, and the Su family are desperate to protect each other.

   After a fight, more than a dozen gangsters were all beaten, and no one had the courage to rush over.

   The three tyrants of the Su family gasped heavily.

Su Cheng threw the stick in his hand to Zhang Dao's feet, panting and said: "Zhang Dao, you have to remember it for Lao Tzu, if I can beat you once, I can beat you a second time! If you dare to hit Lao Tzu again! On the girl's head, I chopped you off!"

   The three of them left the hospital.

   This fight was a mess, Su Cheng's right hand was numb, his foot was smashed, Su Ergou was punched in the face, and there was a little nosebleed.

   The only one who was not injured was Su Xiaoxiao.

   It's not that she's the best. She's so fat, she's actually not very flexible. The two men in the family took all the firepower for her.

   "Why are you here?" Su Cheng asked.

   "Er Gou said you were called to town by Zhang Dao's men, so I guessed something was wrong." Su Xiaoxiao.

  Su Cheng said: "Don't come next time, I can handle it."

  Su Xiaoxiao paused: "You don't ask me, how did you offend Zhang Dao?"

  Su Cheng said without hesitation: "What is there to ask? You will never mess with him, and make it clear that he is bullying you. Do you suffer?"

   Su Xiaoxiao was stunned by this answer that was completely different from what she imagined.

   "No," she said.

   The small injury on the back of her hand is not worth mentioning. Her cry is a physical problem, and the injury itself is not serious.

   "How many times has Dad told you, don't make trouble outside!"

   "Be obedient, be a good child, and don't let your parents worry."

   "If a slap doesn't make a sound, why don't they target others, only you, you find your own problems first."

  Su Xiaoxiao heard these sincere chicken soups the most when she was a child. Even if it wasn't her fault, they would never listen to her explanation.

   "Be strict with yourself and be lenient with others", and the exclusion and bullying she suffered was understated.

  Su Xiaoxiao looked at Father Su: "Don't you blame me for not telling you about the injury to Zhang Dao after I came back? If I did, you wouldn't go to see him unprepared today."

Su Chenghun waved his hand indifferently: "It's good that you don't suffer. If I don't go to see him, he will come to you one day, it's all the same! Besides, you are sixteen years old, not sixty years old! Why? Thinking so much?"

  Twenty-six, she added in her heart.

   In fact, she can do it very comprehensively, why she didn't say it in advance, she doesn't know.

   This is a very subtle state of mind, she can't describe it.

   While thinking about it, Su Cheng spoke again: "By the way, both of you are here, who is watching the child?"

  The son-in-law is ill, and he can't take care of the three little guys.

   Of course we can't count on Wei Ting, that guy can't even get out of bed.

  Su Xiaoxiao said, "I found someone."

   (end of this chapter)

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