The richest man in the world starts from picking up tatters

"You guys...who did you teach them? How come they have no quality at all!"

The old man couldn't help it anymore and scolded with a flushed face.

It's just that the voice seems weak because of old age.

"Hahaha! Did you hear that? Does this old thing dare to scold us?"

Yellow took a gulp of beer, tilted his mouth, and laughed out loud.

"Cut, the street sweepers are like this, they are all immortal things, so they are not in comparison with him."

"Haha, if he falls on the ground and touches porcelain with you, what can you do with that yellow hair."

Hearing this, the remaining gangsters laughed instead.

"Did you see, my brothers don't have the same knowledge as you, please leave as soon as possible, don't disturb us."

Huang Mao pointed at the old man with the wine bottle and threatened viciously:

"Otherwise, don't expect to sweep your street today!"

"You...you don't learn countless times all day, and you will never end up any better in the future."

The old man sighed palely.

In the face of these arrogant and unreasonable punks, he has no choice but to do nothing.

Even if you are angry, you can only hold it in your heart, because no one can control this group of bullies.

"Forget it, go sweep another street first, and come back later, I guess I won't be able to go back until eleven o'clock, alas..."

When the old man dragged his heavy body and bent over and was about to step on the tricycle, he found that the tricycle could not ride no matter how much he rode.

The old man looked back.

Huang Mao Hun was holding the tricycle with one hand, and the other was holding a wine bottle, approaching with a grim face.

"Old immortal! What did you just say? Have the guts to say it again!!"

Huang Mao pointed at the old man with the wine bottle and roared loudly.

Originally, I was in a bad mood today, this old immortal is simply hitting the gun.

"I... I didn't say anything, you, do you still want to beat people?"

The old man was angry and anxious, and his hand holding the handlebar trembled slightly.

"Oh, didn't say anything? You can't see my future end, I see your end."

Huang Mao licked his lips, eyes violent.

"Old stuff, I hate being disciplined by others when I step on a horse. Today, let you see the fate of disciplined me!"

"You...you are unreasonable, cough cough..."

The old man's words became hoarse with anger, causing a violent cough.

"Haha, let you see how unreasonable I am."

The wine bottle in Huang Mao's hand suddenly raised, and he screamed directly at the head of the old man!

The bottles are coming fiercely.

"you--"

The old man let out a weak cry, subconsciously covering the vitals with his hands.

Seeing that the wine bottle was about to hit, a slender and powerful hand suddenly appeared, blocking the wine bottle in the air.

"You bully an old man, do you deserve to be a human being?"

Su Cheng's calm voice followed.

At the same time as the voice sounded, the old man noticed that the wine bottle hadn't fallen, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Young man..."

Seeing Su Cheng, the old man's face flushed and gratitude flowed in his eyes.

"who are you?"

The yellow hair in the front looked cold, and his eyebrows couldn't help but raised.

"Don't mess around with labor and capital! Be careful of labor and capital cutting you!"

Huang Mao yelled while holding the bottle.

But he found that no matter how hard he tried, the bottle did not move at all.

"Who am I? I am your father."

"Today I am going to discipline and discipline you for your parents."

With a slight force, Su Cheng grabbed the wine bottle in Huang Mao's hand, and slammed Huang Mao's head with his backhand.

"boom!"

After a bottle of wine went down, Huang Mao instantly lay on the ground, screaming in pain.

Su Cheng's expression was calm and without guilt.

In the face of this kind of gangster who even abused and beaten old people, Su Cheng didn't have a trace of pity.

Fearing that Su Cheng would hit him again, Huang Mao held his head and fumbled back to the other gangsters.

"Big brother, he hit me!"

Huang Mao cried with a runny nose.

The other gangsters all raised their heads to look at Su Cheng, and stood up from the road teeth.

Among the gangsters, there was a bald man with a height of about 1.9 meters, wearing short sleeves and tattooed arms.

That is, the eldest brother Huang Mao is crying.

"Dare to beat my little brother, do you know the consequences?"

The bald man stared at Su Cheng, his eyes were fierce.

"Can you stop talking nonsense, your little brother, what consequences do you not know better than me?"

Su Cheng feels a little distressed about the IQ of these gangsters. It is definitely a sequelae of seeing too many young and Dangerous movies.

"..."

The gangsters in the back looked at each other.

"Big brother, he seems to make sense."

A little brother behind the bald man poked his head out and whispered.

"roll!"

The bald man glared at this little brother, and then looked at Su Cheng, his hands squeezed "gappa gab".

"Your kid really doesn't cry without seeing the coffin. If you don't beat you today, you can't get up. My Long brother will really be embarrassed to be in this place in the future."

"This is the consequence you said?"

Su Cheng nodded and asked abruptly.

"Why, I'm afraid? I'm afraid I will beat you today."

The bald man sneered.

"It's you who are afraid."

Su Cheng showed a good-looking white tooth, and suddenly stepped forward, a side kick kicked the bald man on the waist.

"Boom!"

A bald man with a height of 1.9 meters and a weight of 190 was kicked to the ground.

"Ah... copy guys!"

The bald man lying on the ground screamed in pain.

But after waiting for a few seconds, the little brothers seemed stupid and didn't move at all.

The bald man stood up and yelled: "What are you guys doing in a daze!"

Seeing this, the gangsters behind them gritted their teeth and looked at each other tacitly.

Turned back and ran away.

joke!

The eldest brother was kicked on the side, and the younger brothers also sent food.

Whoosh...

A cold wind swept through.

Except for Huang Mao, the entire street has no personal shadows.

"You... are so special!"

The bald man shouted sadly, suddenly feeling cold all over his body.

In Rongcheng at night, the climate is warm and the evening breeze is suitable.

But the bald man felt chilly all over.

"Huang Mao, go get those two iron bars!"

Taking a step back, the bald man began to order Huang Mao.

"Boy, don't think my brothers are gone, I'm afraid of you."

After getting the iron rod, the bald man felt that he had found the source of his strength and spoke harshly to Su Cheng.

"Brother Long, I haven't left yet. If you don't beat him on the ground, I can't breathe like that!"

Huang Mao wiped the blood stains all over his face and shouted wildly.

Seeing the desperate posture on the other side, the old man pulled La Sucheng's arm, worries emerged in his eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Young man, you go first, because I don't deserve to fight them hard..."

"Ah... I'm old too, so I'll forget about being beaten, I can't hurt you."

The old man was anxious and feared that Su Cheng would have an accident.

Su Cheng turned his head and smiled slightly:

"Uncle, don't be afraid, their spicy chickens are not my opponents for ten times."

As soon as he said this, the bald man squeaked while holding the iron rod.

No one has ever dared to look down upon Brother Long from Kunjie!

Today, he will teach this kid a lesson.

"Yellow Mao, come on!"

The bald man shouted angrily.

"Brother Long, why did I go first??"

Huang Mao was taken aback, and asked nervously.

Even though he was holding an iron rod, he was a little scared.

The bottle of Su Cheng just now has cast a shadow on him.

"Idiot, I mean to go together, things are trapped, he can't prevent us at all."

The bald man shouted angrily.

"Have you discussed it, there are still things for you to do later."

Su Cheng waved his hand, faintly said.

"Go!"

The bald man couldn't help the anger in his heart anymore, holding the iron rod, he hit Su Cheng on the head.

At the same time, Huang Mao yelled when he saw it, and lifted the stick from the flank.

The old man shook his whole body when he saw this scene.

These two sticks really had to be smashed firmly on Su Cheng, ranging from a concussion to a direct disability.

"Young man, be careful!"

The old man screamed in shock.

Seeing the iron rod smashed from the front, the corner of Su Cheng's mouth rose slightly, and his unbiased punch hit the iron rod.

"boom!!"

This iron rod was bent abruptly by a punch!

"how is this possible!"

"Why is he so perverted?!!!"

The bald man looked at the iron rod in his hand and was dumbfounded on the spot.

How can anyone bend such a thick iron rod with one punch?

Isn't this the Superman in anime?

Su Cheng didn't pause at all, changed his hand and slapped it.

This slap was heavy, and fell in the horrified eyes of the bald man.

"Snapped!!!"

The 1.9-meter man was slapped by the slap and turned 360 degrees, and then fell to the ground.

"Boy, you dared to hit me just now, looking for..."

Huang Mao yelled and rushed over.

But as soon as he came over, he saw Su Cheng bend the iron rod with a punch and slap down Brother Long.

Huang Mao stopped instantly, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and his voice trembled:

"Big brother, big brother! I was wrong... I was wrong!!!"

Su Cheng blew his fist and said lightly: "Are you coming by yourself, or am I helping you?"

"I will do it myself! I will do it myself!"

Huang Mao wanted to cry without tears.

"boom!"

Huang Mao's heart was ruthless, and he knocked directly on his forehead with a stick.

After turning twice, he fainted on the ground.

"This... this... young man, you are so alive!"

Seeing this scene, the old man swallowed in surprise and said in shock.

"I said, they can't."

Su Cheng smiled slightly.

after a little while.

The yellow-haired and bald-headed man got up from the ground, panicked and cried out unlucky.

After many years of mixed society, how come we have encountered such a stubborn situation today.

Looking at the rubbish debris all over the floor, Su Cheng walked towards the two Huang Mao.

Seeing Su Cheng coming.

The two brothers were about to cry, and couldn't help but hug each other tightly.

After some lessons, the two bald heads finally repented and rehabilitated, and behaved like children.

"Come here, clean up here."

"Yes, that's it."

"..."

"Come and I teach you how to sweep."

"Shoulder strap elbow, elbow strap hand, hand strap wrist, sweep..."

"Yes, I learned quickly."

Under Su Cheng's personal teaching, the two bald heads cried and swept the floor clean.

"Master, are you satisfied with our sweep?"

Huang Mao said very cleverly.

As if they were different from the arrogant appearance before.

The old man was stunned when he saw all this.

It took a while before he came back to his senses.

See you a long time!

There are people who can make these little gangsters subdued!