Siheyuan, don't yell at me

The bearded man slowly reached out and touched the cheek, which was a little hot and swollen.

I was really beaten, how dare he? How dare he?

There are more than seventy brothers standing behind me.

I say one thing, more than seventy brothers can beat the shit out of you, He Daqing.

Could He Daqing be suffering from cerebral palsy? How did he live to this age?

Don’t you have any eyesight at all?

The colleagues in the cotton mill's security department were all stunned.

They never expected that out of the seventy-plus people in their group, that ugly flat-faced guy would dare to take action first.

Is there some conspiracy? Is the enemy setting an ambush?

Many people rubbed their eyes involuntarily.

Then he looked at other people and saw that they had frequent eye contact with each other.

Finally, an answer was found: the ugly man with a flat face beat Section Chief Li.

The old men and women were also startled and stepped back unconsciously.

He was afraid that the ugly flat-faced man would be beaten and the blood would splatter on him.

The section chief of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill is so young, but he is already depressed. Could it be that he wants to commit suicide because he is ugly?

The bearded man stretched out his hand, pointed at He Daqing, and his mouth just opened.

There was another "pop" sound, even louder than before.

He Daqing's slap this time was much more skillful than the previous one, and the outline of his hand perfectly matched the mark of the slap.

The bearded man's beard exploded with anger and his entire face turned red like a monkey's butt, he felt both ashamed and angry.

In contrast, He Daqing's entire ugly face was smiling so brightly that the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears, as if the Nike logo had been smashed into his face.

The bearded man is well versed in boxing and kicking. He doesn't dare to say that he is the bravest among the three soldiers, but he has few rivals in the army.

Now he was ambushed by that bastard He Daqing and slapped twice.

It feels like someone threw my face to the ground and stepped on it. How can I bear such humiliation?

With a loud shout, he raised his fist and hit He Daqing's flat face viciously.

With this punch, I, Li, will break at least three of your front teeth.

The fist as big as a casserole was about to hit He Daqing's chin like a hammer. No, it was about to hit his chin.

He Daqing raised his legs, started with Wing Chun, and asked for directions.

He calmly held the bearded man's arm and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm onto the swollen half of his face.

Although the bearded man wanted to beat me, He Daqing, I always repay evil with kindness.

You know, saliva has the effect of reducing swelling and relieving pain, let alone old phlegm?

The therapeutic effect will at least be multiplied several times.

After all, Mr. He Daqing is too kind-hearted and cannot bear to see others suffer.

He Daqing used the Iron Mountain Backrest to gently press against the bearded man's chest.

The beard was pushed into a shrimp shape, flew backwards, and rolled several times on the ground.

This is not He Daqing using violence, it's just the bearded man trying to scam me.

I just gave her a gentle push, why was there such a big reaction?

The eyes of the members of the cotton mill's security department changed instantly when they looked at He Daqing.

You have to know that Beard is the god of war in the cotton mill, and no one can get away with it.

Now, the God of War of the Cotton Mill was slapped several times by an ugly man with a flat face and a mouthful of thick phlegm was spat on his face.

The ugly man with a flat face seemed to have used no strength at all. He just leaned lightly against the God of War of the Cotton Mill, and the God of War flew back.

Could it be any more outrageous?

Could it be that our Section Chief Li wanted to extort some money from that ugly flat-faced guy? To show weakness to the enemy?

It turned out to be Section Chief Li. He looked ferocious, but he was still able to do the technical work of committing fraud.

No wonder we are team members and he is the section chief, this is the gap.

The bearded man felt as if he had been hit by a train, and his heart was aching as if being pricked by needles.

Damn it, I was careless. This ugly guy with a flat face is neither a madman nor a fool.

This bastard is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.

It would be fine if he just hit people, but he actually spit on them. He is simply a scum of the martial arts world and a despicable person.

I have never suffered such injustice since I was a child.

Why do the corners of my eyes feel wet?

Oh no, was I beaten to tears?

Thinking of this, the bearded man quickly used his sleeve to wipe off the stubborn phlegm on his face and wiped the corners of his eyes at the same time.

A strange cry:

"He Daqing~

You are looking for death.

What are you all looking at?

Are you all dead?

Come on, beat him to death..."

The members of the cotton mill's security department finally came to their senses.

Judging from Section Chief Li’s tone, it seems that he was not committing fraud, but was really beaten.

How could this be allowed? There were more than 70 of us, and how could a flat-faced ugly guy dare to do this?

The members of the cotton mill's security team screamed in surprise and rushed towards He Daqing, howling.

He Daqing looked at his screaming opponents with a look of disdain.

My master He Daqing has always been a ruthless man of few words. He will never talk nonsense if he can take action.

Just 60 or 70 people? How could I be afraid?

He Daqing decisively raised his foot, turned around, and ran away.

I am not stupid, He Daqing. Damn it, even if the strong man No. 67 and Lu Bu come, it’s useless.

He Daqing became more and more excited as he ran, as if he had returned to more than ten years ago.

At that time, I had no money, so I went to brothels to get paid, and then I ran away with my pants up, being chased by gigolos and thugs. That was how refreshing it was.

The security team members of the cotton mill looked at He Daqing, who was running and jumping around, which was really confusing.

I felt inexplicably insulted. This ugly guy with a flat face didn't seem to be afraid of us at all.

Some people even tightened the weapons at their waists. Damn it, if they weren't in the city, they would have pulled out their guns and shot the ugly flat-faced guy.

He Daqing was afraid that the people behind him could not catch up with him, so he looked back from time to time.

After a while, He Daqing ran out of the back door of the park.

At the back door of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, members of the security department walked out one after another.

When He Daqing ran to the back door of the steel mill, the security personnel of the steel mill had almost gathered.

When the people from the cotton mill saw He Daqing's reinforcement coming, they immediately stopped and prepared to wait and see, waiting for the bearded man to speak.

He Daqing didn't even think about it, he turned around immediately, waved his hand, and shouted:

"Brothers, come on, kill them."

He Daqing led the charge, like a humanoid beast, looking at the bearded man with a grin.

Damn it, you dared to chase after me, He Daqing, and now you are afraid? You want to make peace?

Bah, what good things are you thinking about?

It's so hard to have a fight, but no one can stop me. Today, I, He Daqing, just want to have a good fight.

The bearded man stretched out his hand and shouted hurriedly:

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, all misunderstanding.

Stop, I tell you to stop."

He Daqing ignored the bearded man's shouting. The louder you shout, the more excited I will be.

He Daqing jumped high and hit the bearded man's undeveloped half of the face with a sky rocket.

Under the leadership of He Daqing, the morale of the steel rolling mill team was high. More than 40 people actually fought back and forth with the people from the cotton mill.

The fight between hundreds of people was so loud that it soon alerted the public security committee, the police station, and the street office...