The bard joins the entertainment industry

"Bad boy, don't run!"

Seeing this, Dezi became angry, raised his stick and chased after him.

Unexpectedly, Chen Shuo, who was running, suddenly turned around, turned around and leaned forward. The long stick in his hand jumped up from the ground like a deer reaching for its antlers, and stabbed him in the chest.

He felt a tightness in his chest, and his eyesight turned black, and he couldn't help but fall to the side.

Chen Shuo suddenly lowered his waist and sat on his crotch, stood firm on his feet, supported his forward leaning body, held the stick with both hands back and forth, and shook it violently across his waist, sweeping it left and right.

Two bangs were heard, directly hitting the waists of the two people beside Dezi. They screamed and fell to the ground, holding their waists.

Wu Qi had just stopped the car and was about to hit the gas pedal forward, but in just two or three seconds, four of the six people who got off the car had already fallen down.

The remaining two turned and ran.

Chen Shuo, on the other hand, swung the newly bought iron and wooden stick, chased after him in two steps, and knocked one of them on the leg, causing the remaining two people to scream and fall to the ground.

The driver on the opposite side was also stunned. As soon as he braked, everyone on his side fell down.

Subconsciously, he shifted into reverse gear and was about to move back. Chen Shuo was already very close to the car at this time. When he saw his movement, he raised his stick and aimed it at him.

"No, no, no!" The driver quickly raised his hands in the car and pressed the brakes firmly, not daring to make the slightest move.

He had also practiced routines, but he was more professional in driving skills. He knew that if Chen Shuo poked him with this stick, he would probably be unable to control the car and make it run around.

At that time, the consequences will be much more serious than being poked with a stick.

"Come down honestly." Chen Shuo waved his stick and said.

"Okay, okay!" The man honestly turned off the engine, pulled the handbrake, opened the car door, got out of the car and squatted on the ground in fear, fearing that Chen Shuo would come to him.

At this moment, anyone who had been beaten was either lying on the ground unaware of his condition, or was tossing and wailing.

He didn't want to be a part of it.

Dang Dang Dang!

Chen Shuo paused the stick on the ground. This piece of wood deserves to have the word "iron" in it. It really looks like iron.

"Get up and get these two out of the way for me. Don't pretend to be dead on the ground blocking other people's roads."

At this time, Wu Qi asked Liu Wen to stay in the car honestly, picked up the passenger's bamboo stick and got out of the car.

I saw several people getting up and pointing with sticks reflexively.

Several people were also startled, shrinking and squatting on the ground.

"Hurry up!" Chen Shuo hit the stick again and shouted.

Several people quickly pulled Dezai and the one who was unconscious on the ground to the side of the road. Among them, the driver was the one who did the most because he was not beaten and did not feel any pain.

Among the others, two were holding their waists, two were limping, and they hissed and gasped with cold air even if they exerted the slightest force.

Chen Shuo clasped his hands behind his back, hid the stick behind his back, and asked, "Did Ma Yucheng ask you to come?"

His actions made several people even more frightened. After all, no one knew whether he would suddenly hit them with a stick.

Upon hearing the question, the driver quickly said: "No, no, Ma, Director Ma said at the time that the matter was over.

It's Brother De who hates you for embarrassing him last time and insists on causing trouble for you. "

Chen Shuo glanced at the others again. When they saw him looking over, they nodded quickly and said repeatedly: "It's true, it's true!"

Chen Shuo did not pursue the matter further and instead asked, "I will assume that what you are saying is true, but you are here to trouble me. How should we resolve this matter?"

"Shuo, Brother Shuo, you say it, we all admit it."

Chen Shuo took the bamboo stick from Wu Qi's hand, handed it to the driver and said, "How about this? Use your best strength to beat them one by one. How about that?"

The driver shrank when he heard this and did not dare to say a word.

"Then how about I take action?"

"No, no, no, Ajie, come here, come here!" Upon hearing this, the others quickly urged the driver to take action.

They had personally experienced the depth of Chen Shuo's attacks. They didn't even dare to think about how hard he would hit him.

The driver named Ajie also knew that if he took action, he might be able to avoid a stick.

If you dare to refuse again, you may have to suffer for a while.

Thinking of this, he quickly plucked up the courage to stand up and take the bamboo stick from Chen Shuo's hand, and raised it to smoke.

"Go harder!"

Ajie paused, gritted his teeth, and suddenly slapped someone.

"Ah!" As soon as Fang let out a scream, it stopped abruptly. He held it back for fear of screaming too loudly and irritating Chen Shuo.

When the first blow came out, Ajie let go and slapped each one quickly. Even Dezi was no exception and woke up screaming from his coma.

"Shuo, Brother Shuo, we've finished smoking." Ajie said while holding the bamboo stick. In this cold weather, he was so nervous that his forehead was sweating.

Chen Shuo took it and said, "Brother De, stay here and take the others away."

"Brother Shuo..."

"Um?"

"No, it's nothing."

Ajie looked at Dezi and couldn't help but want to ask for mercy. However, seeing Chen Shuo's bad tone, he immediately shut up. Without saying a word, he bent down and dragged someone to the car.

After a while, everyone except Brother De got into the car. Then he glanced at Brother De who called him, stepped on the accelerator and left.

"Brother De, right?" Chen Shuo handed the iron wooden stick to Wu Qi, squatted down and poked him with the bamboo stick.

"You, what do you want?" De Ge sat up with his teeth bared.

Not only was he poked in the chest by Chen Shuo, but he was also slapped hard on the back by Ajie. At this moment, both sides were burning.

"Tsk~" Chen Shuo laughed softly and said, "It should be Brother De. What do you want? Come on, tell me?"

"You, do whatever you want, I, if I say a word, I will be yours!" Dezai said with a stern look.

"Okay, Brother De has some backbone." Chen Shuo gave him a thumbs up.

The bamboo stick in his hand tapped gently on his legs, and he asked softly: "Brother De, tell me, if your legs are broken, will you be able to make money to support your family in the future?

By the way, you have a wife and children, right? Have they saved enough to spend in their lifetime? "

Dezi's expression changed and he asked: "You, what do you want?"

"What do I want?" Chen Shuo said, his expression changed, he stood up suddenly, then picked up the bamboo stick in his hand and smashed it down hard.

"No!!!" Dezai screamed and fell to the ground with his limbs curled up.

With a pop, the bamboo stick hit the ground, and the splashed soil shattered his face.

Brother De didn't care about this, lying on the ground, looking up at Chen Shuo and begging: "No, you can do whatever you want, I will give you money, please don't smash my legs..."

Chen Shuo leaned on a bamboo stick and looked down at him. His eyes were gray and without a trace of brilliance, and he said in a cold tone: "Brother De, you didn't keep your integrity."

Dezi's heart was chilled by the look in his eyes, and he begged: "I have no spine, no spine, please..."

He made trouble for Chen Shuo twice, and was knocked down cleanly both times, and each time he was injured more seriously.

Looking at Chen Shuo's cold and emotionless eyes, he really didn't dare to bet on whether Chen Shuo had the guts to destroy him.

Bang bang!

While he was begging, Chen Shuo picked up the bamboo stick without any warning and hit him on both legs.

"ah!!!"