The Wing Chun Boxing Gym is not far from Leima Studio, and it is a ten-minute drive away.

Before the car was stopped, Xia Lei saw a group of young men surrounding the door of Lema Studio with steel pipes and baseball bats, while Ma Xiaoan and others were guarding the studio with tools such as hammer wrenches.

The floor in front of the studio door was covered with bricks and rubble and glass fragments. It was obvious that the two sides had conflicted before.

Xia Lei braked suddenly, stopped the car and jumped out of the car before he even had time to pull out the key. He walked quickly and shouted loudly, "What do you want to do?"

A large group of young people suddenly looked over, and each of them looked fierce.

At this time, someone walked out of the crowd, with his bald head and a gold necklace as thick as a thumb on his neck. It was Chen Chuanhu.

"Oh, isn't this boss Xia Leixia?" Chen Chuanhu said sarcastically: "I was moving bricks on my construction site a while ago. In a blink of an eye, you became the boss. You can do it."

Xia Lei looked at Chen Chuanhu coldly, "Why are you here?"

After Li Qinghua was arrested, Chen Chuanhu was also arrested. Since then, he has never cared about the affairs of the two, nor know where the two were locked up. However, he did not expect that Chen Chuanhu suddenly appeared in front of him, and brought a group of young people to smash his studio!

Ma Xiaoan and others saw Xia Lei appear and were about to come out of the studio, but several young men rudely blocked the door.

Chen Chuanhu sneered, "How long do you think they can keep me? Ten or eight years? You probably think I will be locked in prison all my life, and then I will not pay back the 10,000 yuan I owe me, right?"

"So you are here to ask for money?" Xia Lei said.

Chen Chuanhu said: "I don't take ten thousand yuan seriously yet. I won and lost a game of mahjong from 50,000 yuan. I came here because you offended someone you shouldn't have offended. Boy, do you know who you offended?"

Xia Lei thought of two people, Gu Kewen and He Laoqi. However, as Gu Kewen, she could not have had contact with such garbage as Chen Chuanhu. If she wanted to smash his studio, she could have let her bodyguard do it, and she would not need to instruct Chen Chuanhu at all. It was not Gu Kewen, but He Laoqi. Although Chen Chuanhu was also a social group, in the eyes of people like He Laoqi, he was still a small person at the level of a small leader. It was surprising that He Laoqi sent Chen Chuanhu to make trouble.

Thinking of this, Xia Lei tentatively said: "Is it He Laoqi?"

"Damn it! You are also the name of Master Qi?" Chen Chuanhu waved his hand, and a group of young people rushed over and surrounded Xia Lei.

Ma Xiaoan and others in the studio saw Xia Lei being surrounded and played outside fighting together. The two sides immediately had a conflict, and Zhou Xiaohong was hit in the thigh by a steel pipe and fell to the ground.

A young man pointed at Ma Xiaoan with a steel pipe and said viciously: "You are all honest, otherwise you will be traumatized!"

Except for Ma Xiaoan, the rest of the people in the studio were honest people who worked hard to make a living. They had never seen such a situation and were immediately timid and did not dare to rush out any longer.

Xia Lei said loudly: "Xiao An, just stay in it and don't come out."

Ma Xiaoan stomped his feet in anger, "Damn, I called the police, but the police haven't come yet!"

"Call the police? Hahaha..." Chen Chuanhu sneered: "The police station is run by your family? If you ask for it, come? Don't worry, they have received a call from the police to catch the client, and they will not be able to come here for a while."

Xia Lei said: "So you have planned everything. Tell me, what do you want?"

Chen Chuanhu said: "It's very simple. Your studio has your legs. You choose any one. If you choose your legs, I will let you smash your studio. If you choose a studio, I will smash your legs yourself. What do you choose?"

Xia Lei said: "I want both, what should I do?"

"I knew you would say this, it's easy to do, I want both." Chen Chuanhu suddenly roared: "Go!"

A group of young young people rushed towards Xia Lei like mad dogs, steel pipes, and baseball bats greeted Xia Lei's body.

Xia Lei grabbed a steel pipe that was smashed by the head, and used a method of making a big move to lightly push it away, and immediately pushed the steel pipe away and sealed the baseball bat that hit him in the second. Then, he pulled the young man holding the steel pipe in front of him, and used the young man's body to block the steel pipe stick attacking him from behind.

As soon as the attack behind collapsed, Xia Lei suddenly took a step forward and punched a young man in the heart. The young man with the middle fist screamed, covered his heart and squatted on the ground.

Xia Lei took a step and stepped on the shoulder of the young man who was fisting in his heart. Then he kicked with force and jumped up and kicked a young man to the ground with one kick.

Bang bang! Bang bang bang...

Xia Lei moved left and right, like a fish passing through water. Wherever he passed, the young people were beaten to the point where they were beating, their noses and faces were swollen, and they couldn't get up.

It should have been a scene of a group fight, but it turned out to be a group of beaters. Although Chen Chuanhu brought a group of young people, these people fought a lot, but they bullied ordinary people. A person like Xia Lei was the first to be a kung fu. Xia Lei was able to knock down Lu Sheng, a retired special forces soldier who had practiced Wing Chun for more than three years. These young people were no match for him at all. What's more, there were many people on the other side, but no one could get past his left eye!

Bang! A long bridge jab was punched, a young man blocking Chen Chuanhu was hit in the belly and squatted to the ground with his stomach. Xia Lei touched his hair with his hand and pressed the young man's head on his knees. Bang, another dull sound, and the young man with blood on his face fell to the ground, covering his face and rolling on the ground wailing.

You can't be ruthless to these people. If they are cruel, they will be even more cruel than them!

The other party came to make trouble. If they were not afraid of being beaten, they would never end in the future!

Chen Chuanhu looked at Xia Lei in amazement, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The Xia Lei he knew was not the Xia Lei in front of him. During the period when he was in jail, Xia Lei seemed to have become a different person!

Chen Chuanhu had only a few young men who blocked the door of Leima Studio. They all looked at Xia Lei with horror, and a large number of companions lying on the ground behind Xia Lei. In their imagination, Xia Lei should have been beaten half to death like a dog, but Xia Lei preferred to stand in front of them.

Xia Lei walked towards Chen Chuanhu, his eyes cold.

Chen Chuanhu hurriedly stepped back and shouted, "Damn, why are you still standing there? Let me get it!"

A young man rushes up with a tough bullet, raises the baseball bat in his hand and twitches towards Xia Lei's head.

A second later, he fell to the ground and the baseball bat fell to the ground. There was a footprint of forty-one sized yards on his crotch, and his tool for inheriting the family line could not be used normally for at least a month.

"You go!" Chen Chuanhu grabbed a young man's arm and pushed the young man towards Xia Lei.

Xia Lei raised his hand, and the young man's steel pipe just raised fell to the ground with a clang, and turned around and ran away.

The remaining two young men looked at each other, and suddenly threw away the weapons in their hands at the same time and ran away. The money Chen Chuanhu gave them was just a little money to smoke, drink and go to the Internet cafe, and this amount of money was not enough to make them work hard for Chen Chuanhu.

Now, Chen Chuanhu is only left. He also retreated to the door of Lima Studio. Behind him was a group of employees of Lima Studio who were angry. They were holding wrench hammers in their hands and could greet him at any time.

There were packs of wolves behind and there were tigers in front of them, and Chen Chuanhu had no way to retreat.

"Your mother!" Ma Xiaoan always remembered Chen Chuanhu's grudges. He cursed, raised the wrench in his hand and pulled it into the back of Chen Chuanhu's head.

Xia Lei took the lead and kicked it out. His foot rubbed Chen Chuanhu's cheek and kicked the wrench in Ma Xiaoan's hand away with one kick.

"Lei Zi, you..." Ma Xiaoan didn't understand why Xia Lei did this.

Xia Lei said: "This is my business with him, don't you interfere."

He didn't let Ma Xiaoan take action, otherwise the people in Leima Studio would take action, and he wouldn't want them to make enemies with people like Chen Chuanhu. They are all ordinary people, with old people and young people. If Chen Chuanhu retaliates against them in the future, they wouldn't be able to bear it. This is also the reason why he asked Ma Xiaoan and the others to stay in the studio from the beginning. He would have to bear such a thing alone!

Chen Chuanhu was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed, "Don't dare to hit me? I'm afraid I will take revenge..."

Before he could finish his words, Xia Lei slapped him in the face.

Bang! In the frightening and crisp sound, Chen Chuanhu staggered and then fell to the ground.

Xia Lei kicked Chen Chuanhu in the lower abdomen, and Chen Chuanhu screamed again and curled up like shrimps.

"Xiao An, call the police again." Xia Lei explained.

Ma Xiaoan followed him to find his phone, but found that his phone had been smashed by a young man with a steel pipe.

Cui Yong then took out his phone and called 110.

Xia Lei squatted beside Chen Chuanhu and reached out to grab Chen Chuanhu's hair, "Chen Chuanhu, you said just now that I dare not hit you, right?"

"I……"

Bang! Xia Lei didn't give Chen Chuanhu the chance to talk further, and slapped in the face. Two slaps, one slaps on the face, and Chen Chuanhu's round face became rounder and more fleshy.

"Tell me, who asked you to come?" Xia Lei said.

"Yes..." Chen Chuanhu suddenly reached out and covered his face, for fear that Xia Lei would slap him in the face again.

This time Xia Lei did not draw Chen Chuanhu again. Although he guessed that it was He Laoqi, it was just a guess and he wanted to get the correct answer.

"Say!" Xia Lei raised his hand.

"It's me!" Chen Chuanhu didn't know what happened suddenly, "It's me! How can you do to me? To kill me? Come on, do you dare to kill me?"

Xia Lei suddenly reached out and clenched the bottom rib of Chen Chuanhu's chest with his fingers, and then lifted it up.

"Ah——" Chen Chuanhu screamed in pain.

Xia Lei did not stop, he continued to pull the rib up.

Chen Chuanhu was sweating in pain, and there was no blood on his face. He collapsed after less than ten seconds and wailed: "Yes, yes... He Laoqi!"

It was indeed He Laoqi.

Xia Lei let go of Chen Chuanhu's ribs. Looking at Chen Chuanhu curled up on the ground like a dog, he didn't feel any pleasure in his heart.

Last time, after Lin Bowen and Lin Yaru came to the Leima Studio to find fault, he was worried that Gu Kewen and He Laoqi would come to cause trouble for him. So, he went to Liang Zhengchun's Wing Chun Fist Gallery to learn Wing Chun. Now it seems that this is a very wise decision. If he had not learned the essence of Wing Chun Fist and had not suddenly enhanced his strength, he would probably be the one who fell to the ground and wailed.

However, Chen Chuanhu was just a small person after all, and the real big person had not appeared yet. He Laoqi and Gu Kewen, either of them, brought him unprecedented tremendous pressure. How could he be happy in such a situation?
Chapter completed!