Superstar Couple

Chapter 42: Cultivation Couples (Part 1)

Those who are kind do not come, and those who come are not good.

Zhang Le was a little surprised to meet acquaintances in a foreign country. Although that person only met me once, his appearance left a deep impression on me.

However, Zhang Le was a little puzzled, wouldn't that guy be afraid of getting into trouble by doing this? If these guys hurt Yang Xiner in the slightest, let alone him, even his rich father would be terrified.

Zhang Le subconsciously protected Yang Xiner behind her, so that Yang Xiner was a little stunned, but she was a little moved deep in her heart.

The staff of the program team naturally saw that these guys were here to make trouble, and immediately stepped forward to negotiate, saying: What are you doing? We are filming a program here. Trouble...

Before the staff could finish speaking, one of the impatient gangsters kicked him to the ground. That kick seemed to be so powerful that it kicked the staff member so hard that he couldn't get up.

After all, when going abroad, if the staff of the program group can be reduced, they will not bring one more. What's more, now the four groups of guests are shooting separately, and the staff following each group of guests is limited. The group of Zhang Le and Yang Xiner, including the two of them, is no more than six people. Moreover, girls accounted for half of them.

Those punks are both black and white, and some of them are extremely thin, but most of them are big men with bulging muscles. European and American races are much taller than Asian races. Among them, there is a black man who is nearly two meters tall and whose arms are thicker than Zhang Le's legs. He looks very aggressive.

The airy temperament, coupled with the fierce appearance, now surrounds Zhang Le's stall, and anyone can see that these people are here to find fault.

Let me deal with it! Zhang Le said to the staff over there, then looked at one of the gangsters who seemed to be the leader, and said in English, How much money the fat man gave you, I will pay double! How about that?

I don't know what you're talking about! The man was taken aback for a moment, his eyes flickered, and he came back to his senses, pretending not to understand.

Then what's the matter here, everyone? Zhang Le glanced at the man, and Zhang Le became more certain about his guess about the man's reaction.

The man didn't answer, but when the others heard it, they trampled the things on the stall into a mess.

Don't tell me, are you here to collect protection money? Zhang Le said lightly. He didn't really set up a street stall, so naturally he didn't pay much attention to the things on the street stall. There is not that much anger towards those people's actions.

You broke the rules! The leader said lightly, and glanced at Yang Xin'er behind Zhang Le.

Rules, your rules? Zhang Le sneered and said, Don't talk about these useless things, what do you think? Or why did the fat man ask you to come here? Just to scare me?

What's going on? Fatty, what fatty? Yang Xiner was a little puzzled, and then whispered to Zhang Le. She was not timid and flustered by a group of gangsters.

I saw that fat man Lin Xiaofan just now. I think it was not a coincidence. I guess that guy found these people. Zhang Le said, These people should be coming for me. Be careful later and try to hide as much as possible. farther away.

Hide, if they dare to beat you, I'll beat them! They beat them so hard that they don't even know their mother! Yang Xiner said viciously.

When Zhang Le heard this, he was a little dazed.

Hmph! The man snorted coldly and said, You broke the rules here, you can either pack up your things and get out of here for 100,000 yuan, or let the girl behind you have a good time with your brothers, if brothers Have fun, and you can continue to play here.

When Zhang Le heard it, his eyes flashed coldly, and when Yang Xiner heard it, he was about to beat up violently, but was stopped by Zhang Le.

Is that what you guys meant, or that fat man? Zhang Le said coldly.

The man was about to say something when he suddenly remembered the phone and picked it up.

Zhang Le's hearing was extremely keen, and he heard an impatient voice from inside: What are you talking to him about, the police are coming.

The words were in English, but the accent Zhang Le could tell, who's voice wasn't that fat man's?

The man hung up the phone without saying a word, just gave the people around him a look. Those people seemed to have a tacit understanding, and instantly understood that one of them stepped forward with a grim face and kicked Zhang Le.

Zhang Le grabbed the ankle of the foot that was kicked by the man, used his strength to flick the man to the two people next to him, and then said to Yang Xiner: Go to the side and hide.

As soon as Zhang Le spoke, Yang Xiner had already moved. However, instead of hiding aside, he raised his fist and smashed the nose of the little gangster who was near him.

The little gangster was indeed relatively thin among the crowd, and he didn't seem to expect that the seemingly gentle Yang Xin'er would violently beat someone, and he didn't dodge for a while, and was hit in the nose, and his nose was bleeding immediately.

The bastard was furious and was about to get angry, but he didn't want Yang Xin'er to step forward and grab his shoulders, and then pushed him with his knees. The guy felt his internal organs shift, and with a wailing sound, he fell to the ground, curled up, and The ground twitched.

Zhang Le was stunned, and those punks were also stunned for a moment.

Zhang Le did not expect that Yang Xiner had such a violent side. However, it's relieved to think about it, after all, he is not only a military family, but also a martial arts family. She really uses Shaolin boxing.

However, this is also to encounter these gangsters who don't know kung fu at all, and they even catch them by surprise. When those gangsters react, with their fighting experience and ruthlessness, it is estimated that only two or three Yang Xin'er will be difficult to parry.

Fearing that Yang Xin'er would be injured, Zhang Le's strikes were a bit heavier. The opponent either had a short leg or a broken leg. Anyway, the opponent would lose his fighting power. Even in order to deal with the opponent, Zhang Le took a few punches abruptly. However, the strength of those fists really didn't have much impact on Zhang Le.

Although the big guy has great strength, it is a pity that his flexibility is limited, and Zhang Le is guarding against him, so naturally he will not be hit by his fist.

Zhang Le was dealing with the gang fights of those gangsters, but his eyes flicked to Yang Xiner from time to time. If Yang Xiner couldn't handle it, she would rush over to help him block it.

Xiner, be careful!

A gangster seemed to have been angered by Yang Xiner, and he pulled out a machete from his back waist and slashed towards Yang Xiner. At this time, Yang Xiner was unable to dodge the fists and feet of another gangster.

Afraid of being unable to stop and hurt Yang Xiner, Zhang Le did not hesitate, pulled Yang Xiner away, and at the same time used his body to block her in front of the knife.

Zhang Le only felt a sudden burning pain in his back. It was obvious that the knife had scratched his back, but fortunately the wound didn't seem to be deep.

Zhang Le turned around and made a grab, grabbed the gangster's knife-holding hand, folded it hard, and with a click, the guy's wrist was broken, and they all snatched the knife in their hands, and then kicked the guy flying out .

Zhang Le didn't put any effort into this kick, and that guy would have to lie in the hospital for a year or so if he didn't die.

Zhang Le, are you alright? Are you seriously injured? Yang Xiner froze for a moment, then her face changed drastically, and she hurriedly asked. She glanced at the gangsters around her who hadn't stepped forward, her eyes were burning with anger.

Small wound, you take this! Zhang Le handed the machete he snatched to Yang Xin'er, then tore off the clothes, rolled them up, strangled the wound on the back, looked at those little gangsters coldly, and hooked them with his hands. Said, Come here, I promise I won't beat you to death!