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The lively nightclub street, Zhou Qingfeng travels lonely against the current. The street was full of hustle and bustle, and he was wearing a gray sweater, his hands were in his pockets, and his head was down on the sidewalk.
It ’s just that the sidewalks were n’t quiet either. The store ’s sign gleamed with a beautiful neon sign, drunk men and women smirked arrogantly, and the rough-skinned foreigners embraced the student sisters blatantly intimately. The strong perfume smell made people sick. This is the place in the city that is most in line with international standards and the most chaotic.
A police car is parked on the street, and several Police and auxiliary police officers are checking the passers-by's documents. They don't pay much attention to foreigners and student girls, but they stop Zhou Qingfeng, "Hello, take out your ID card and take a look."
Zhou Qingfeng stopped, took out his wallet and took out his ID card. He asked casually, "What are you looking for?"
"Routine inspection." One Police is responsible for blocking the Zhou Qingfeng, another auxiliary police is responsible for querying the ID card online, and several Police are staring at the pedestrians under inspection, such as the enemy. The Zhou Qingfeng's message was quickly returned, and the blocking Police asked: "Are you a teacher in the nearby university town?"
"To be precise, I am a teacher at a nearby technical school."
"Technology school? Are you going there now?"
"Back to school dormitory."
"Did you pass by here last night?"
"I will walk out after dinner every day."
"Did you see any special people and things last night? For example, fighting or something."
"This street has people fighting every night." Zhou Qingfeng said coldly, "You guys come out at night to be jealous of these foreigners to fight for the wind?"
Police shook her head without answering positively. He confirmed that Zhou Qingfeng had no problem and handed back the ID card and said: "It's all about you, go back."
There were still many people who were inspected together. After the Zhou Qingfeng withdrew the ID card, they heard someone talk: "Last night, an African student was beaten up by someone here. Police came and saw that the body was cold. As soon as the media reported, AIA was shocked that someone was naturally in a hurry. "
Zhou Qingfeng did not intend to participate in the discussion and listened to a few words to move on. But he was thinking in his heart: Last night the **** was beaten to death by me? I think he's quite strong, but he didn't hit me with two punches.
The lonely figure continued to move forward, and Zhou Qingfeng looked around the street on both sides. He found that in just one day, there were several more monitoring probes on the road-the days of the nationals are getting better and better, but there are more and more garbage from abroad, and many are quite disgusting. The Chinese don't like to cause trouble, and the managers pull back, which is too suffocating.
When passing by a dark corner, Zhou Qingfeng heard a few non-standard Chinese-sounding laughter. Hearing this tone, he could imagine that the alley was hiding in the alley and the exposed woman surrounded by foreigners.
Zhou Qingfeng slowly turned his head to look at the dark alley, then turned his head to look at Police just a few tens of meters away. He stopped and scanned the surrounding monitoring probes, and then took a deep breath. His plain expression suddenly became cruel-a fuzhuan was pulled out of his pocket and spontaneously ignited without fire. He was a bit taller than he was thin, his arms and chest bulged in an instant, his muscles were thick like rocks, and he even breathed a little bit harder.
Zhou Qingfeng turned into the black alley and pointed a small flashlight in his hand. He quickly saw the scene inside—a **** with white teeth showing her arms around two women. From the age point of view, the two women can only be regarded as girls, most likely female students in the nearby university city.
Lin Zi is big and has all kinds of birds. Some cheap products just like nigga. Zhou Qingfeng can't control this, but the atmosphere is broken, and the consequences are often out of control. He shook his face with a flashlight and asked, "Nigger, you are cool, right?"
The name of the **** made the opposite African garbage angry. His dark skin kept shaking, covering the light of the flashlight with one hand and scolding: "Fuck, who are you? What do you want to do? Turn off this **** light . "
The glare of the flashlight made the **** see the Zhou Qingfeng's clearly. Zhou Qingfeng said coldly: "I was looking for a nigga. The **** raped a girl from a nearby technical school six months ago. The police have not caught him until now, only knowing that he should be an African student from the nearby university city, I often come to this nightclub street. "
"yellow skin monkey son, I don't understand what you say." Nigga let go of the two student girls and stood upright and scolded: "I can't count the number of easy-girls I've had, who can remember What happened half a year ago? I warn you, turn off the light in your hand, otherwise I will beat you. "
Both student girls have heavy makeup, and they even hate Zhou Qingfeng, shouting: "If you are busy, you are going to get away. The most annoying thing is that you do n’t have enough money to live but you like to find a presence. Seems to buzz every day. "
"I think this pig needs a lesson." The **** hummed. He is over two meters tall, muscular and has thick arms. The guy didn't wait after the warning. He clenched his fists with both hands and rushed over with an evil wind. Obviously this guy has practiced boxing and the like, with great strength and fast speed, even his fists are bigger than ordinary people.
The narrow alley restricts the movement and evasion of both sides. Zhou Qingfeng either turned its head to escape, or stiffened up. But in fact, he failed to react. He even stunned him with an iron fist-a loud muffled sound, the head of Zhou Qingfeng's was knocked to the side, and the flashlight fell to the ground.
The **** immediately said, "I thought I was a good person who dared to provoke me? But as I always know, none of your yellow men can fight, what is the use of your brain? You do n’t Understand fighting, not as strong as our blacks, your women need real men like us.
Even if you use the magical seal seal just now, Zhou Qingfeng's is only one meter and eight meters shorter than the **** in front of you. But he didn't fall as the **** had expected, but instead twisted his neck and neck as if nothing had happened: "I really haven't practiced combat, and I have never fought anyone in the past. But I know it's enough to kill."
"Killing people? I don't know who we will kill now!" Nigga Dale said, "Oh ..., you just mentioned the case six months ago. I remembered that it was done by a friend of mine Yes, he also boasted to me how cool that time was, but Police could n’t catch him. It made me want to get a few local girls who would resist to play, and the easy-girl around me was too challenging. "
"That's great, I didn't find the wrong person." Zhou Qingfeng looked up at the nigger's eyes again, and the fierceness in his eyes made the **** shudder.
I do n’t see how the Zhou Qingfeng moves. His right arm swings like a siege hammer and suddenly hits the **** ’belly. The **** also tried to dodge, but he didn't get enough distance. With a heavy punch, he unconsciously bowed his waist and grew his mouth like a live shrimp.
This is surprisingly powerful!
Zhou Qingfeng punches the left arm again, hitting the nigger's jaw. The head of the striking **** flicked to the right, bleeding, and a few teeth flew out. The other party's face frame was deformed in an instant, and the neck almost cracked with a click.
The **** who took two punches stepped back a few steps and looked at Zhou Qingfeng with horrified eyes-the man in front of him had great strength, and even more terrifying was his ability to fight. Nigga is very convinced of the power of his fists. Even a trained professional boxer, even with a full set of protective gear, can't be hit with a heavy punch.
But the man in front of him did it. He not only did not feel any discomfort, but also immediately gave a strong counterattack. This is beyond imagination!
Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward, Shen Sheng said: "If you like me, you junk-playing women will play well. I can't control it even if I'm unhappy. But you shouldn't bully ordinary girls who want to go forward. The girl who was raped by you **** six months ago was my student. Not only did she suffer huge humiliation, she was also found to be infected with AIDS, and she jumped off the building half a month ago and died.
She called me before she died and said, ‘teacher, sorry. I do n’t want to live because of this kind of incurable disease. ’ I persuaded the child to spend the night, calling her parents overnight, calling the police station, and mobilizing everyone to find her. But she eventually jumped from the roof of the school. The next day I saw the scene of her parents crying after touching the body. "
Zhou Qingfeng became more and more angry, and his emotions became out of control.
"That was a very good girl, she was only 18 years old, she did n’t enter college but she still wanted to have a skill to feed herself and her parents. But all of this came to an abrupt end half a month ago. All of you **** came out.
My teacher failed to protect his students. I deeply hate my incompetence. Today ... I am here to take revenge, to take revenge on my students! "
Two **** makeup **** in the alley realized that something was wrong and screamed. Police outside the alley heard the call for help and quickly hurried over. The **** who had just been repulsed did not fall. Instead, he howled and rushed up. His **** face shouted with tears, and his fists were clenched to attack again.
Zhou Qingfeng really did not learn how to fight, he will only resist the opponent's fist. A heavy punch hit him in the neck, and he immediately returned the same punch—the **** hit him, but he took a step back; he hit the nigger, and the ribs of the opponent were interrupted by incredible power.
Swapping a punch, the pain makes the **** unbearable.
But one punch is not addictive, Zhou Qingfeng beats the other person's head.
"We are working hard to build our own homes, not for you trash to destroy."
Bang punched the **** in the eye sockets, the skin opened, and the eyes were shot.
"We have not had a good life for a few years, and we are not obligated to contain you waste."
Bang punched another punch on the neck of the nigga. The neck of the **** was not broken, but the nerve was suddenly hit hard, and he immediately fainted.
"We are not weak and can be bullied, we are just more reasonable, but we also have occasions that are not reasonable."
The Zhou Qingfeng, who was full of energy, beat the **** in front of him as a life and death enemy, and Bang Bang's fist flew the blood of the nigger, without any power to fight back. The beating **** was originally a fighting athlete from Africa, but after a while, he fell down and was dying.
Several shouts of ‘Do Not Move’ sounded at the entrance of the alley, but Police, who had arrived, only saw a sturdy back jump on the wall and disappeared quickly. A tall African student was standing on the floor of the alley. Blood flowed from his mouth and nose. His head was beaten like a rotten watermelon, and he hung on the spot.
The Zhou Qingfeng that jumped off the wall quickly fled the scene and entered a road barrier near Nightclub Street. After a while, he came out of the woods of the isolation zone again and recovered his normal, thin appearance. He looked back expressionlessly at the scene of the murder case where the siren was not far away, slowly lowering his head silently and leaving.