In this way, everyone drank and played, and soon it was noon.
"It's getting late. Thank you all very much for taking the time to attend my sister's birthday party. I, Zhou Zetian, thank you all!" As Zhou Xiyao's brother, Zhou Zetian expressed his gratitude to everyone.
So everyone left one after another. Mu Shiyu did not go home. She still had a lot of things to deal with in the company. As school was about to start, she had to deal with everything that needed to be dealt with.
"Mr. Jun, how about I drive you back?" Zhou Zetian knew that Jun Zimo was low-key and had not bought a car when he first came to Shanghai.
Is this really the case? Don’t I want to buy a car?
Two words: no money, one word: poor!
"No, I have something to do later, so I won't bother you. You go and do your work first!" Jun Zimo refused.
Jun Zimo naturally would not leave, because there was someone who was staring at him throughout the birthday party!
He originally didn't want to pay any attention to that clown, but since I said you are shameless, don't blame me for being rude.
Jun Zimo put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the Huangtian Hotel in broad daylight, without recognizing any relatives.
"Have someone outside follow us, find a secret place, and break his legs!"
Little did he know that Jun Zimo had already noticed all this.
He put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly. With his keen insight as a special forces soldier, he had almost figured out the person he was following.
There were about ten people in this group, and their footsteps were a bit heavy. They should all be strong men.
Jun Zimo sneered at this. So what if there were many people? He could take care of these thugs one by one.
He had undergone the most professional and rigorous training in the "Lone Wolf" special forces, which was not comparable to these thugs.
Jun Zimo walked towards a corner where there were fewer people, waiting for them to show up on their own!
"The time is almost here, let's do it! As long as we break one of his legs, Master Chen will promise to give us 10,000 yuan each. Then we can have fun tonight!" said the scarred-faced man who was in the lead. Judging from his aura, he should be the leader of these ten people.
"Boy, stop!" Scarface took out a stick and pointed it at Jun Zimo.
"Huh? Are you calling me?" Jun Zimo stopped and pointed at himself.
"Nonsense, who else is here besides you!" Scar Brother was very unhappy because he felt that this kid didn't take him seriously.
"What's the matter?" Jun Zimo still had his hands in his pockets, but this time he leaned against the wall.
"It's nothing, someone just spent 100,000 to buy your leg!" Scarface showed his big gold teeth, and the stick in his hand kept hitting his palm.
"Your big gold teeth are so ugly!" Jun Zimo showed a disgusted expression.
"Well, kid, you've completely pissed me off. Tell me, do you want to keep that leg?" Scarface was very angry. He hated it most when people said his teeth were ugly.
"Then I want both!"
"Then interrupt them all! Come on, brothers!" Scarface raised his hand forward.
The nine big men behind, each holding a thick wooden stick, walked towards Jun Zimo.
But Jun Zimo still had no reaction.
At this time, Scarface laughed. He thought Jun Zimo was so scared by him that he forgot to react.
He felt happy when he thought that Jun Zimo would kneel down and beg him like a dog.
"I'm warning you, get out of here now while I'm not angry yet, and leave him here!" Jun Zimo pointed at Scarface.
"Haha, kid, you're shameless. You dare to offend our big brother? Just wait and see how we deal with you!"
The man who spoke raised the wooden stick and hit Jun Zimo on the head, but Jun Zimo was not knocked to the ground as he expected.
Jun Zimo grabbed the wooden stick with one hand, preventing it from moving.
"Third brother, what's wrong with you? Haven't you eaten? You can't even hurt a kid as skinny as a monkey?" Scarface spoke. He thought that the third brother did not use his full strength.
The man increased his strength, but still could not move at all.
"I tried to persuade you, but you refused to listen. Now you're forcing me to resort to violence. So, I'll just have some fun with you!"
Jun Zimo snatched the wooden stick from the man's hand and hit his hand with it.
The man cried out in pain.
"I told you not to listen! I told you not to listen!" Jun Zimo did not just hit him in one place, but hit him in every place he could.
"What are you looking at! Come on!" Scarface was anxious. He didn't expect that this kid was so strong.
The third brother was quite strong, and it was no problem for him to grab something weighing 100 kilograms with one hand. Unexpectedly, Jun Zimo caught it easily.
"Group fight? I like it!" Jun Zimo hit the man on the head with a stick, knocking him unconscious.
Without waiting for the other eight people to come over, he took the lead and, with his agile body, shuttled among the eight people, hitting them with a stick from time to time, making them lose their temper.
"You are all useless! Eight of you can't even beat a skinny guy. What use do I have to you? Get out of the way, let me do it!" Scarface was so angry that he was about to spit out blood.
The eight people randomly distanced themselves from Jun Zimo, giving Scarface and Jun Muqing some space.
"Boy, I didn't expect you to be so skilled, but I'm not like them. I've practiced a lot."
Scarface struck a pose.
Scarface moved, his body as agile as a cheetah, moving quickly on the ground.
Suddenly, he unleashed a move, "Watch this: Breaking the Air Fist." His fist instantly gathered immense power, stirring up a gust of wind. The wind whistled past, charging straight at Jun Zimo.
Jun Zimo's eyes flashed, and he found the right moment and dodged easily.
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