Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 816 The Flexible Type

After obtaining this skill, Jiang Cheng's body seemed to be injected with a powerful force, and his reaction speed was astonishing.

He nimbly dodged his opponent's attack by moving sideways, and then delivered a fierce right hook.

The punch was as fast as lightning and hit the opponent's nose accurately.

In an instant, blood gushed out of the young man's nose.

He groaned in pain, covered his injured nose tightly with both hands, and kept cursing.

"Fuck you, I'm a black belt in Taekwondo, and I'm going to beat you to a pulp today."

However, although Taekwondo's moves look quite gorgeous, in actual combat, they are far less practical than the free fighting rewarded by the system.

Just as the young man was about to perform a left-foot spinning kick, Jiang Cheng grabbed his legs with lightning speed and threw him to the ground.

After this fierce confrontation, the gap in strength between the two has become obvious.

Seeing the other person fall to the ground, Reba ran over with excitement on her face.

She touched her majestic chest and asked, "Are you okay? I just heard someone nearby call the police. What should I do now?"

"Then call the police."

Seeing Jiang Cheng's indifferent expression, Reba also relaxed and said with sincere emotion.

"You looked so handsome just now. I didn't expect you to be so good at fighting."

Jiang Cheng raised his lips when he heard this: "Of course, I am a professional fighter."

"Is professional fighting the kind that doesn't have designated moves and requires flexibility?"

"You can say that if you're curious, when no one is around, I'll show you how my kickboxing is."

Reba nodded heartlessly after hearing this: "Okay, I must see it for myself."

Yu Bireba immediately and quickly helped the old man up from the ground.

Seeing such a beautiful girl helping him up personally, the old man was obviously a little embarrassed, as if he was afraid that his black hands would dirty her.

Reba pretended not to hear this action and even squatted down to help tidy up the black plastic bags scattered on the ground.

Seeing Reba doing this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but look up to her a little more.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng reached out and took the black plastic bag with a strange smell.

Then he quickly picked up the empty bottles on the ground.

After tidying it up and tying it into a knot, he handed it to the old man and asked with concern: "Old man, is your hand okay?"

When the master saw that Jiang Cheng and Reba didn't dislike him at all, he couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart.

Seeing the old man shook his head to indicate that his hand was not a problem, Jiang Cheng frowned and said, "Your hand is so bruised, it's obvious that he stepped on it and injured you. I'm afraid it would be unreasonable not to pay for the medical expenses."

Before the old man could say anything after hearing this, he saw Chen Ping and Wang Sheng leading a group of people rushing towards them.

Seeing two groups of people suddenly appear at the scene, the crowd around them became restless and began to whisper to each other.

It is obvious that these two groups of people are quite skilled and experienced.

As soon as they arrived at the destination, they immediately surrounded the place in tacit understanding.

Jiang Cheng glanced at the group of people brought by Chen Ping and found that they were all in casual clothes. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This group of people are as big and strong as bulls, wearing all black uniforms, looking like a group of tall and mighty bodyguards in black.

Just stand to the side and you can instantly form an impenetrable human wall, completely isolating the scene inside.

After the old man took the empty bottle, he immediately waved to Jiang Cheng and said apologetically, "Thank you, young man. I'm really fine and I'm still very strong! But you, please leave here quickly. If the police come later, I'm afraid it will cause you trouble. Don't worry, I will handle this matter and I will explain it clearly to the police."

Hearing this, the young man who had fallen to the ground tried to stand up instantly, but then had to lie down again due to severe pain in his back, mumbling something.

What did you say? You beat me up like this, and you want to pay for my medical expenses. I tell you, if you throw me like this, I won't be able to get up without a hundred thousand or eighty thousand. I will sleep here today.

As soon as the young man finished speaking, there was a commotion and condemnation all around.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It was obviously you who hit the old man first!" someone shouted indignantly.

"That's right. When the police come, we can all testify for this handsome guy. He is acting bravely!" another person echoed.

"That's right, compensate the old man for his medical expenses quickly!" someone else echoed indignantly.

"Handsome guy, don't worry, we are all witnesses and will stand up and speak for you!" More people expressed their support.

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Chen Ping stood aside, quietly listening to the talk of passers-by, and gradually understood what had happened.

When the incident happened, he was on the phone and didn't know much about what was going on here.

I originally thought that this boy was teasing Reba and that was why he had a conflict with Jiang Cheng.

Seeing that it was such a thing, he couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart, and his admiration for Jiang Cheng grew even deeper.

The old man glanced at the bodyguard beside Jiang Cheng, then whispered to Jiang Cheng in a low voice.

"Don't worry, young man. I didn't hit anyone just now. Nothing will happen. You should leave quickly. You don't look like you come from an ordinary family. If you really make a big fuss, it will not end well. I know a little about the laws in Kyoto. When the police come, this will be considered a gang fight. I don't want to implicate you because of me, so leave quickly, leave quickly!"

After hearing this, Jiang Cheng turned his gaze to the thinly dressed old man in front of him, only to see that his face was full of wrinkles and he looked nervous, and he couldn't help but frown.

Jiang Cheng knew very well how to deal with this kind of thing.

Take Shanghai for example. Whenever there is a dispute or conflict, no matter what the cause is, whoever starts it first will have to compensate the other party for their losses.

A slap in the face will cost at least several thousand yuan in compensation. If the person being slapped resists the urge to fight back and gets slapped a few more times, he or she may lose one or two months' salary.

As for incidents like Wang Congcong's, where someone beat someone up in the street and posted them online, they sparked heated discussions.

In order to calm things down, he settled the matter privately for one million yuan.

If Jiang Cheng has no background, even if his courageous act this time deserves praise and reward, the compensation money must not be reduced by a single cent.

He had dealt with this kind of thing before at the Shanghai Auto Show.

Seeing the old man panicking, Jiang Cheng smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, grandpa. No matter how you look at this matter, I am right. As for the money, he won't get a penny."

"Don't f*cking think you can do whatever you want just because you have a little background. I'm telling you..."

Before the young man could finish his words, Chen Ping, who was standing beside him, suddenly raised his foot and stepped on the palm of his hand.

The expression on Chen Ping's face was very normal, but the strength under his feet was unusually strong.

After being stepped on like this, the other party couldn't help but scream and wail.

"Mr. Jiang, please leave first. I will take care of things here."