It's 5 o'clock in the morning, and the third watch is finally completed. Brothers and sisters, monthly tickets are encouraging.

  "Big Kun, just believe me this once, all these years, when have I ever done anything to wrong you? Why do you always suspect me?" Hearing that her husband was going to deal with Song Paiyu, Wang Qing struggled to get up from the ground and loudly pleaded with the bald middle-aged man.

  The bald middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but when his eyes swept over Song Paiyu's handsome face, he really didn't have anything to be guilty about, so why bother being nervous?

  "Ah Lin, Ah Nan, he invited me to get on the car and we will entertain Yu well when we go back." The bald middle-aged man smiled with a sinister face. He eyed Song Paiyu with ill intentions and instructed his two underlings.

  Song Paiyu furrowed his brow upon hearing this, he had never seen such an extreme example of a bald middle-aged man before, and didn't know what Wang Qing saw in him that made her heartlessly abandon her own biological daughter to marry such a man.

  "You've failed as a person to this extent. Since it's your family affair, I won't intervene. If you two think playing like this is romantic, then go ahead and enjoy yourselves, I won't join in!" Song Payu calmly glanced at Wang Qinghua and turned around to leave.

  The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then he took two steps forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Paiyu's shoulder, while shouting: "You little brat, do you want to leave? Have you asked for my opinion?"

  "Don't casually stretch out your dog's paw to me, or don't blame me for being impolite!" Song Pa's footsteps shifted, avoiding the bald middle-aged man's grab. He glared at the middle-aged man with a fierce gaze and coldly scolded him. Song Pa had no good feelings towards the bald middle-aged man, so his tone was naturally rough.

  "Little kid, you don't look like much, but you're quite arrogant, no wonder you dared to have designs on my woman. Today, I'll make sure you stay here. Let's see what else you can do!" The bald middle-aged man sneered and reached out to grab Song Paiyu's shoulder again.

  The bald middle-aged man was about the same height as Song Paiyu, but his waist was at least two circles bigger than Song Paiyu's. When standing together, Song Paiyu would easily be classified as weak and frail.

  Seeing her husband being provoked by Song Paiyu, the middle-aged beautiful woman was anxious and knew her husband's strength better than anyone else. Due to his family background, her husband not only had a deep foundation in martial arts but also won the city's Wushu Sanda Championship.

  The middle-aged beautiful woman was worried about Song Paiyu's safety, but she was afraid of arousing her husband's anger and didn't dare to remind Song Paiyu half a sentence.

  "What are you!" Seeing that the bald middle-aged man was still not giving up after being warned, Song Payu's face sank and he slapped a palm at the bald middle-aged man.

  All that could be heard was a loud "crack" sound, and the stout middle-aged man with a bald head immediately flew into the air and crashed far away into the crowd.

  The onlookers shrieked and quickly cleared a space, leaving the bald middle-aged man to crash to the ground. However, their gaze towards Song Paiyu was now mixed with shock and incredulity - could it be that this weak-looking young man had just delivered such a powerful slap?

  The middle-aged beautiful woman was also shocked, her eyes wide with surprise. She looked at Song Paiyu, who was still standing in the same spot, not moving at all, and then looked at her husband, who had fallen to the ground and couldn't get up for half a day. Her small mouth opened slightly, and her eyes were filled with suspicion. Could it be that her husband was actually slapped flying by Song Paiyu? Was she dreaming? In her memory, there were only times when her husband slapped others flying, never anyone who could beat him.

  The bald middle-aged man was apparently also stunned by Song Paiyu's slap, and after falling to the ground, he couldn't get up for a long time. It wasn't until he felt a salty taste in his mouth that he reacted and realized he had been slapped in the face. Moreover, it was a slap in the face in front of everyone, and the bald middle-aged man was so angry that he couldn't bear it. His body sprang up from where he was, and he jumped up from the spot.

  "You little brat, you're asking for trouble and don't blame others!" The bald middle-aged man glared at Song Paiyu with fiery eyes, saying this sentence after which he clenched his fists. His knuckles cracked loudly, and the biceps on his arms twitched violently.

  Seeing the middle-aged man's furious appearance, the onlookers retreated two meters again, having witnessed Song Paiyu's violence before, these onlookers were worried about being affected by his wrath.

  The middle-aged beautiful woman heard her husband's words, and her face suddenly changed. She cried out: "Dakun, you can't kill people! This young man is innocent, just let him go this once." The station address has been changed to: please log in to read

  "Shut up, you cheap woman! Go back and I'll deal with you properly!" The bald middle-aged man became even angrier upon hearing the middle-aged beauty's words. He turned around and roared at her before walking away step by step towards Song Paiyu.

  The middle-aged beautiful woman's face turned pale upon hearing this, and she looked at her husband in shock and horror. Then, with a worried gaze, she fell onto Song Paiyu, feeling somewhat guilty in her heart. If it weren't for her own big mouth chatting with this young man for two sentences today, how could he have encountered this disaster?

  "May he escape unscathed." The middle-aged beautiful woman silently prayed for Song Xiangyu in her heart, the young man in front of her was completely innocent, and it was herself who had implicated him.

  He saw a middle-aged man with a bald head walking steadily, and his whole body exuded an aura of evil. Song Pak-yu's eyes lit up, and his face also became serious. If the middle-aged man was an ordinary person, Song Pak-yu only wanted to give him

  Lu Sheng couldn't forget the lesson he learned from his previous life. Since Song Piaoyu had killed people before, she naturally didn't take the middle-aged guest's politeness seriously.

  As the middle-aged man walked up to Song Paiyu, he suddenly let out a loud shout and threw his fists straight at Song Paiyu's chest and abdomen.

  The bald middle-aged man's fists, mixed with the whistling wind, flew quickly towards Song Paiyu's body, while Song Paiyu stood still in his original position, seemingly frightened by the two huge fists of the bald middle-aged man, without any reaction.

  The onlookers, including the middle-aged beauty, saw Song Paiyu standing there motionless as the bald middle-aged man's two fists landed on his chest and abdomen. Many people couldn't bear to watch and closed their eyes; the timid ones couldn't help but cry out in surprise. They could almost imagine Song Paiyu dying violently under the bald middle-aged man's punches.

  "I told you not to mess with me." Song Puyu shouted, his chest and abdomen contracting and expanding, not only cleverly resolving the bald middle-aged man's fist, but also suddenly circulating true energy and belly skin, making his belly as hard as iron.

  "Crack! Crack!" Several sharp sounds rang out in the crowd, followed by the middle-aged man's cries of pain.

  Everyone was shocked and looked over, only to see that the middle-aged man who had just been arrogant and invincible now had his hands hanging weakly down, with bloodstains all over his fists, and his forehead covered in sweat beads the size of soybeans. As for the young man who should have died from exhaustion, he stood still on the spot, looking at the bald middle-aged man with a mocking expression on his face.

  "What's going on here?" A middle-aged beautiful woman looked at Song Paiyu with confusion, very puzzled in her heart, and this question was almost what all the onlookers wanted to ask.

  A middle-aged bald man, however, had a stormy sea in his heart. At this moment, he finally knew that he had kicked an iron plate. The young man in front of him was obviously a master's son, and his kung fu was unknowingly higher than his own by several levels. Just the skill of resolving his fist strength earlier was incredibly wonderful, something he himself could never achieve.

  Kid, I admit you're strong, but do you think brute force can solve everything? The middle-aged man with a serious expression looked at Song Paiyu for a moment, seemingly trying to see through his thoughts, unfortunately, he failed.

  "Force can't solve everything, but it's enough to solve you!" Song Yu coldly smiled and took two steps forward. Before the middle-aged man could react, he slapped him several times on the face, leaving the people around them speechless.

  "Nowadays Dongbei people are really violent, they slap people in the face at the slightest provocation!"

  "If you don't understand, then don't talk nonsense. They have a model to learn from, didn't you see that bald guy likes to slap people's ears? This young man is teaching the bald guy a lesson, letting him know what it feels like to be slapped in the ear."

  "It's really that you can't judge a person by their appearance. That young man looks weak and feeble, but he doesn't even hold back when fighting. With a head as big as a light bulb, he still has a muscular build, what a waste of good looks."

  The bald middle-aged man was slapped by Song Paiyu's several slaps, making his head dizzy and swollen. The murmurs of the people around him were even more forceful, drilling into his ears, he only felt that his old face was burning with fire, and he wanted to find a hole to drill in immediately.

  He used to think he was the most unreasonable and tyrannical person in this world, but the young man in front of him was even more so. He had made it clear that he wanted to use force to solve his own problems, and when faced with such a direct and unreasonable person, the bald middle-aged man found that his intimidation was completely useless.

  The middle-aged beautiful woman and the balding middle-aged man were both stunned, the scene in front of them was too unbelievable. If the roles of the hitter and the hittee were reversed, they would think everything was normal, but now it was the young people who were hitting, which made it strange and incomprehensible.

  Two generations of you look at me, I look at you, but neither of them dares to help each other forward, because they are very clear that the two of them are just decorations, and when it comes to real ability, the two of them combined may not be able to beat their own boss.

  Song Pai Yu had a slap that was not a slap, hitting the bald middle-aged man with just the right amount of force to make him feel pain but not be fatal. At the same time as he slapped the middle-aged man's ear, he slowly transmitted a variant true energy into his body, waiting for it to take effect after today and cause the middle-aged man to die suddenly.

  "Stop hitting me. I beg of you, stop hitting me, I admit defeat, isn't that enough? I believe you have nothing to do with my wife. Please, please don't hit me anymore."

  What made Song Paoyu's eyes widen in shock was that he hadn't even fully figured out how to deal with the bald middle-aged man, yet the bald middle-aged man had already been knocked down by him【Original address has been changed to: Chat Union Peng Chat please log in to read】

  Seeing her husband suddenly kneel down in front of Song Paiyu and cry for mercy, the middle-aged beautiful woman was shocked with her mouth wide open, and her facial expression was inexplicably strange.

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