Seeing Su Qiao, the three hooligans in the village shrank their necks. One of the braver ones said to the leader, the flat-headed one:
"Brother Ming, it's her. This is this little girl. I don't know where she got some money recently. She's building a house and buying a car."
He was short with a flat head and a pointed face. When he saw Su Qiao, his eyes lit up: "Hey, you look good."
The little hooligans in the village quickly reminded him: "Brother Ming, you better be careful, this little girl has shady hands."
"What are you afraid of? Brother Ming, what kind of women haven't I seen? I prefer the more aggressive ones."
As he spoke, Brother Ming touched the big gold chain around his neck and took two steps forward: "Girl, my brother said you hurt them?"
"Since you are so pretty, I won't make things difficult for you. Just give me three to five thousand yuan for medical expenses, and I will let you go today."
"If you don't want to pay for the medical expenses, that's fine. According to my brother, you are an orphan with few relatives. From now on, you recognize me as your sworn brother. Not only will I not ask for your money, I will also give you money to spend. How about that?"
The more Mingge spoke, the more obscene his eyes became as he stared at Su Qiao, and his gaze lingered openly on her chest.
Su Qiao bit the back of his teeth and curled his lips coldly: "Want medical expenses?"
"Sure, I'll round it up and give it to you later."
Several gangsters were stunned.
"Integer?"
"What's the meaning?"
Brother Ming obviously understood the homophony in Su Qiao's words, and his face suddenly darkened:
"Girl, don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit. In Baiyun Town, why don't you ask what my brother Ming does?"
"I don't know what you do, but I know what I do."
Before Su Qiao could finish her words, she rushed over and said, "I am a specialist in treating madness like yours."
"Fuck, why are you going to fight me like that? I'm not even ready yet."
"Brothers, fuck me to death...ah..."
"Ah... my hand is broken, my hand is broken... let go, let go..."
"Stop hitting me... Stop hitting me... It hurts... It hurts..."
The screams here startled the old village chief who was chatting under the banyan tree.
After seeing clearly that it was Su Qiao, he immediately led the villagers and rushed over with sticks.
"Who are you? How dare you come to our village and make trouble?"
A dozen or so thugs were already being beaten by Su Qiao and were thinking of retreating, but when they saw the villagers holding sticks and looking ferocious, they ran away.
As for the three thugs in the village, they had already slipped away when Su Qiao took action.
How could Su Qiao let them go just like that
He immediately kicked Ming Ge, who was about to run away, and knocked him to the ground. Then, just as he was about to chase the other people, unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared.
A strange tall and strong man suddenly joined the battle, and he was agile and powerful.
Su Qiao didn't expect that there was someone here with such skills. He couldn't get away for a while and could only watch those gangsters escape without a trace under the chase of the villagers.
Fu Jingyao, who was chopping firewood at home, heard the news and hurried over with a hatchet in his hand.
Seeing Su Qiao fighting with a tall and strong man, he rushed over waving a hatchet and asked, "Where did this bastard come from?"
During the fight, Su Qiao hurriedly shouted, "Stand over there, don't come over."
The man opposite had very methodical moves. He didn't look like an ordinary gangster. He had learned martial arts, and his skills were not just mediocre.
"Su Qiao!" Fu Jingyao was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat, holding the hatchet tightly in his hand.