Chapter 906 You Are Lucky!

Su Ke seemed to have expected Song Taixi to make such a reaction. There was nothing new in it. He raised his hand at will, and directly clasped the fist he was waving. Five fingers grabbed it. Suddenly Song Taixi's fist stopped. Move forward by a cent.

Song Taixi first felt that his fist was hitting the iron plate, and the pain was unbearable. It was getting tighter and tighter, and I even heard the clicking sound from the fist, as if the bones would be crushed by him at any time.

The pain generated by the fist was transmitted back, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw the arm, only then did I realize that the punch seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to advance or retreat.

"Okay! Okay!" Song Dashan put his hand on Su Ke's arm, trying to separate the two, but found that he couldn't do it at all, and he really didn't want to make it a big deal.

"It's all a joke, don't take it seriously!" As he said, he turned to Li Linglong and the others, hoping they would come to persuade them to fight, but Song Dashan found that these people were standing on the side, cold. [

In the end, Wan Qihong came over, and Song Dashan couldn't care about the small grievances with Wan Qihong before, and said quickly: "Wan Qihong, come over quickly, don't make the joke too big!"

Song Taixi clenched his teeth tightly, for fear that when he opened his mouth, he would involuntarily make a painful sound, and Su Ke's fingers seemed to be like an intelligent system, which kept him on the verge of collapse. Soon a layer appeared on Song Taixi's forehead. Sweat, and even the whole arm began to tremble involuntarily.

Wan Qihong walked to Su Ke's side, and did not speak, but touched Su Ke with her arm calmly, and through this action, she also clearly conveyed her thoughts.

"You're very lucky!" Su Ke returned Song Taixi's previous words to him again. After speaking, he finally let go of his hand. Song Taixi now wanted to kill Su Ke to the point of scum, but when Su Ke let go of his hand, the first time Just turn around and leave.

"Go!" A word was squeezed between his teeth, Song Taixi hurried down the stairs, Song Dashan turned his head and glanced at Wen Zhaoyuan, who could stand up by himself, hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything, hurried to chase On the footsteps of Song Tae Hee.

Song Taixi felt as if his right hand had just been taken out of the frying pan. He even wanted to open his fingers, but it was an unbearable pain. He left in a hurry just now, not because he was afraid of Su Ke, but because of his own. The pain in his hand was unbearable, and he didn't even wait to walk back to the box, and went straight into the bathroom on the side.

When I got into the bathroom, I immediately disregarded my image, swung my arm, and massaged my left hand for a long time, then washed it with cold water, and jumped up and down. After about ten minutes, the biting pain in my hand finally slowly subsided.

Song Dashan knew that it was not convenient for him to enter at this time. Instead, he stood at the door and acted as a door. No one could enter. Hearing the inhalation sound and swear words that came out from time to time, Song Dashan sighed that he was fortunately only a He was punched by Su Ke, and if his head was hot at the time, he would really fuck Su Ke.

If I go, will I die miserably! The more I thought about it, the more I felt a chill wandering around my limbs, and I shivered for no reason!

"Bang!" Song Taixi came out of the door, his face gloomy as if dripping water, his eyes were full of hatred, thinking that there were so many onlookers in the corridor at that time, although there should be no acquaintances among them, But that kind of humiliation still came very violently.

Especially the two soft slaps Su Ke slapped on his face, when he thinks of it, his mood will become violent, how many years? It seemed that he had not suffered such humiliation since he could remember.

"Dashan, help me find out the origin of that person!" Song Taixi still couldn't calm down, his chest kept heaving and he wanted to clench his fist, but his right hand still refused to obey, but he really didn't want to be there for a second. Stop here: "I'm leaving first!"

After finishing speaking, he walked away without waiting for Song Dashan to speak.

Wen Zhaoyuan went to Song Dashan and left with Song Taixi on his own. After several changes in his face, he finally stabilized. Su Ke's combat effectiveness was indeed far beyond his expectations. After so many years of living in Yanjing City, he was beaten to the ground by himself. There are many people, and there are also many people who beat him to the ground.

However, Su Ke's skills can even be ranked in the top ten. He is neat and powerful, and he has no ability to resist at all. Of course, this is also limited by Wen Zhaoyuan's own position. There are not many people, and they are only second-rate people doing dirty work. Otherwise, they would not go to the backing of Song Dashan and try their best to post them.

As Su Ke and the others all walked into the box again, Wen Zhaoyuan quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind. As long as he made a phone call and called all those little brothers, he could let Su Ke and the others lie down, and Su Ke was the only one. Can a person do anything better than ten people on his side?

Thinking back and forth, weighing the pros and cons, Song Dashan was obviously swept away by people like Wan Qihong, and Song Taixi's status was much higher than that of Song Dashan. If he found someone to get Su Ke, he would not only get Song Dashan out. Angry, Song Tae Hee must be impressed by himself!

Wan Qihong and these people really can't afford to offend them, but now they are a mad dog. If they bite someone, there will always be a master to support them. Thinking of this, Wen Zhaoyuan gritted his teeth fiercely: "Go to the mountain dog!"

He gave an order to the little brother next to him who had been unloaded by Su Ke, and finally reached out and took out his mobile phone: "Hey, third, call someone, prepare the guy, I'm in Melody!"[

Just after hanging up the phone, Wen Zhaoyuan seemed to have reached the tragic state where Su Ke was being cleaned up by himself. A sinister sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his face was hideous.

"Brother Shan, I've already called someone!" Wen Zhaoyuan shared his hatred and said gritted his teeth: "Don't let that kid go out sideways today, I, Wen Zhaoyuan, will no longer be in the city of Yanjing!"

"It's really bad luck!" Li Linglong muttered in his mouth, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Only then did he realize that the small bag of methamphetamine was still in his hand and threw it into the trash can. Some people see it as a rare treasure, but now they can only be in the company of garbage.

"Okay, Linglong, isn't Su Ke annoyed at you! You don't look like Song Taixi's blushing and thick neck. I'm afraid he has never suffered such a loss when he grows up!" Cheng Meili said and handed it to Li Delicate bottle of beer.

"Okay, that's it for today! Su Ke will go back to Weihai tomorrow, let's go!" Wan Qihong, as the eldest sister here, felt that the lively atmosphere before became dull and waved her hand.

"Song Dashan!" At this moment, the door of the box was suddenly opened, and Wan Qihong subconsciously turned her head and turned to see Song Dashan, who had left before, standing majestically at the door.