Rebirth of the world Xiaolong

Chapter 259

His eyes were so scary, with a fierce momentum, making people feel like they had encountered a prehistoric beast.

This family was originally a thing that bullies the weak and fears the strong. They were shocked by Jiang Zhihao's eyes and did not dare to move.

Jiang Zhihao walked up to Zhong Jiawei and asked, "Is it okay?"

"No, it's okay..." Zhong Jiawei had never seen her husband look so terrible. She was not afraid of Jiang Zhihao, but mainly because she was worried that beating people would cause other troubles.

The man who was kicked down was now getting up from the ground, with dust on his face. He stared at Jiang Zhihao hard, not caring about the blood marks and stains on his face, and cursing: "You are looking for death!"

As he said that, he was about to rush over, but Jiang Zhihao kicked him in the stomach without hesitation.

This kicked the other party so much that he knelt on the ground with his stomach covering his stomach, in great pain.

Jiang Zhihao put one end of the wooden stick on the other person's head and said coldly: "Apologize to my wife, otherwise your head will bloom."

No one suspected that Jiang Zhihao's words were a fool. The kicks were clean and neat, which was not the first time they were kicked.

But the man was tough and scolded with his neck, "If you have the ability, beat me to death, otherwise I will call someone to kill you immediately!"

Hearing his words, Jiang Zhihao took back the stick and sneered: "Then you call someone."

"Wait for me, if I don't kill you today, you won't be Zhang!" The man on the ground took out his cell phone and dialed out: "Xiao Si, I'm called me right away. Call me someone right away. Come to my sister's clothing store! Yes, bring you guys, I'll fuck him to death today!"

Zhong Jiawei was shocked, and hurriedly pulled him, saying with a worried look on her face: "Or we call the police."

She could see that this man looked a bit like a gangster, and maybe he really knew many people in society. If he really fought, no matter how powerful Jiang Zhihao was, he would be unable to beat four-handed hands with two fists.

But Jiang Zhihao patted the back of her hand and said calmly: "It's okay, just let him shout."

As he said that, Jiang Zhihao took out his cell phone and dialed it to Tan Junda.

"When something happened, a gangster teased your sister-in-law and was beaten up by me. Now he wants to call someone. Well, if you don't call the police, just the shop you rented."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhihao comforted Zhong Jiawei a few more words, then looked at the decoration workers and said, "When you see a woman being bullied but staying out of it, are you considered a man?"

The decoration workers were stunned and didn't expect they would be pulled.

One of them curled his lips and said, "We are here to decorate you, not here to help you fight. What does it have to do with your wife being teased?"

Jiang Zhihao looked at the other party, after a while, shook his head and said, "It's so sad that people are poor and poor."

The decoration worker's face turned red and pointed at Jiang Zhihao and cursed: "Who are you talking about? I'm here to work, not here to get angry. Please tell me again!"

The companion next to him quickly grabbed him and muttered in a low voice: "Don't be as good as him, someone will deal with him later."

"What do you really think of yourself as a personal figure! Do you think opening a store is great? People who don't know think they are some big shots! They are all ordinary people, pretend to be just a bad person!" The decoration worker said very dissatisfied.