"Who the hell are you? Whose crotch exposed you?"

Seeing Zhao Wenhao step forward, Huangmao was surprised at first, and then became arrogant and domineering.

Obviously, he didn't take Zhao Wenhao seriously.

In Huangmao's opinion, he has four or five brothers on his side, so it would be easy to deal with a nosy guy.

Sure enough, when they saw Zhao Wenhao grabbing Huangmao's hand, the other brothers immediately surrounded him, staring at him with unfriendly eyes, as if they were ready to fight if they disagreed.

Especially the yellow-haired man, who had already put his hand into his trouser pocket. There was a dagger hidden in his trouser pocket, half of it suddenly exposed.

Unfortunately, what they didn’t know was that just as Zhao Wenhao stepped forward, Zhou Chen, Cheng Gong and Qian Weibing had already followed behind him.

And when he saw that those younger brothers were about to take action, he stared at them one by one.

Now, Zhou Chen and others are waiting for the boss to give the order to take it down.

"Did you hear me? I told you to let him go." Zhao Wenhao shouted again.

Not only that, he increased the strength in his hands, squeezing the yellow-haired man's arms so hard that they began to turn blue.

"Gentle, I'll let go, I'll let go!"

Huang Mao couldn't bear the pain and thought that he would let Zhao Wenhao loose first and then settle the score with him. So he immediately let go of the girl's hand.

Unfortunately, Zhao Wenhao had no intention of letting him go. He still held the yellow-haired man's arm and did not let go.

He first pulled the girl behind him to protect her, and then pushed the yellow-haired man away.

The yellow-haired man staggered and fell backwards.

The crowd behind him hurried to move aside, but they were unable to escape due to their large numbers.

Fortunately, Huangmao did not fall to the ground.

But even so, Huangmao, who had suffered a loss, was not willing to give up.

He stood still, cursing, and winked at his brothers in front of him.

He took out a dagger from his pocket and was responsible for attracting Zhao Wenhao.

Seeing that Zhao Wenhao's eyes were indeed attracted by the dagger in his hand, Huangmao shouted, "Come on."

"Boom bang bang..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhou Chen and others standing behind the thugs strangled their necks and then threw them down on their backs.

Several thugs were immediately thrown to the ground.

Zhou Chen and others did not give up the attack. Instead, they stepped forward again, grabbed the opponent's arms with their hands, and pressed their backs with their knees, making them unable to move.

All the movements were done in one go, almost in a flash.

At this time, Huangmao had just finished speaking.

"Okay, great job!"

The actions of Zhou Chen and others immediately aroused loud cheers from the crowd.

"Beat them to death!" Someone was hiding behind the crowd, still shouting.

"Yes, yes, yes, finally someone is brave enough to do what's right. Beat these little hooligans to death!"

Once the fire was ignited, the crowd of onlookers immediately became excited.

Unfortunately, they only talked about it verbally and didn't dare to really move forward. Especially when they saw the yellow-haired man still holding a dagger in his hand, it was even more so.

When Huangmao saw this situation, he was so scared that he dared not move.

He knew clearly that he was going to meet a tough opponent today.

"Don't come over here. If you dare to come over here, don't blame me for being rude."

At this time, Huang Mao no longer cared about his so-called brothers. He was swaying with the dagger in his hand. At the same time, his eyes flickered, but he was looking for a way to retreat.

He waved his sword while retreating. When the people around him saw that he was holding a dagger, they naturally did not dare to approach him and kept away from him.

Just when Huangmao saw the opportunity and was about to slip away, a baton suddenly flew over from not far away.

"Snapped!"

The baton hit the yellow-haired man right on the face. But it was guard Qian who was not far away and had already grabbed the baton because he was worried that Zhao Wenhao was in danger.

"what!"

The yellow-haired man screamed, covered his forehead with his hands, and leaned back.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Wenhao took a quick step forward and kicked out with his right leg, hitting the yellow-haired man's arm holding the dagger.

His arm ached and he could no longer hold the dagger, so it fell to the ground.

Huangmao just stretched out his hand and wanted to pick up the dagger, but saw Zhao Wenhao sneer and stomped directly on the back of Huangmao's hand.

"Ah! It hurts! Spare me, spare me!" The yellow-haired man suddenly started shouting.

Heavy leather shoes stomping on the back of your hand is something that most people cannot bear.

"Catch him and send him to the police station." Zhao Wenhao waved to Guard Qian.

Soon, these people were forced to stand up by Zhou Chen and others.

"Thank you, brother. Thank you, brother!" The girl Qingqing finally came over, grabbed Zhao Wenhao's hand, and burst into tears of gratitude.

"Girl, you should come with me to the police station. We can't let pests like this off so easily. Don't worry, they all saw what happened and will testify on your behalf."

Zhao Wenhao pulled his hand away imperceptibly. He thought, "Just kidding! My wife is not far away. How can I hold hands with another girl?"

"Clap clap clap..."

"Well done, well done!"

The applause from the onlookers finally rang out, and more people gave thumbs up to express their appreciation.

"Mr. Zhao, let's go to the police station. What about you?" Zhou Chen was a little worried.

Zhao Wenhao said nonchalantly, "It's okay, just let Cheng Gong stay. You guys go over and take care of things first."

Soon, Zhou Chen and others escorted a few hooligans out of the square slowly.

There are police patrolling the outskirts of the square. Just hand it over and they will record your statement.

At this time, the people around were still praising Zhao Wenhao for his bravery, but Zhao Wenhao didn't want to be in the spotlight, so he directly pulled his wife and sister into the crowd.

Soon, it disappeared.

"Brother, you are so awesome!" Zhao Wenxia said with admiration.

Zhao Wenhao chuckled: "No big deal, back in the day, I could beat three people alone without even taking a breath."

"I just praised you a few words and you're already out of breath." Zhao Wenxia laughed.

Obviously, she was waiting for Zhao Wenhao to brag and then retort with sarcasm.

Time passed by little by little, and the square was still bustling with activity. Many people sang songs, and even more waved national flags.

终于,时间来到了1997年6月30日11点57分。

The British national anthem played.

Everyone stopped talking and waited silently.

They knew that after this British national anthem, the entire square would be filled with the national anthem of their own country.

At 6:30 on December 11.

The square was silent.

Suddenly someone shouted: "10, 9, 8..."

所有人开始跟着倒数:“5、4、3、2、1、0!”

The prelude to the national anthem sounded.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated.

People who don't want to be slaves

Put our flesh and blood

Build our new great wall

The Chinese nation has arrived

The most dangerous time

……

From this moment on, Hong Kong Island finally returned to the embrace of its mother after a century of ups and downs.

And he, Zhao Wenhao, stands here today, witnessing history with everyone.

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