The strongest porter in the last days

Chapter 201 Climbing Back

Mr. Gao, I voluntarily asked you to borrow the usury loan, but I really can’t repay it. I have sorted out the supermarket, and the account book is on the table. Everything in the supermarket belongs to you. Maybe it’s enough to pay off the debt owed to you. I have nothing left. If it's not enough, I can only say sorry, but you can't force me, a weak woman, to sell my last bit of dignity. I have nowhere to go. I only hope that you can put my ashes with my parents.

Zhang Zhen clutched the note in his palm, full of anger. The shopkeeper was right, this usurer not only wanted to occupy the supermarket, but also asked Hua Ling to sell her body, she was a scumbag.

He took a pack of cigarettes from the counter, smoked and looked at the account books left by Hua Ling. All the goods in the supermarket were recorded in an orderly manner, including some goods that were smashed and lost by loan sharks.

The more you look at him, the more angry he becomes, this girl is too stupid, even if she has no relatives and can only borrow money from usury, there is no need to be so weak, being so persecuted and oppressed by the other party, she even takes care of the supermarket and waits for the other party to pick it up, see It hurts to read.

Calculating the time, the last time Hualing came back was when Hualing encountered drastic changes and needed money. Although she only came back for a day, why didn't this silly girl call herself first.

Looking at the time, it was already four o'clock in the morning, and the night was cold. Zhang Zhen took out Hua Ling's induction cooker and pots, and took some hot pot ingredients from the shelves to make hot pot.

The sky brightened up little by little, and people who hit the street began to appear. There were already empty beer cans and cigarette butts in front of Zhang Zhen. He had smoked cigarettes that night for almost a year.

He stared at the shutter door coldly, hoping that those scumbags would appear soon.

At around six o'clock, the sound of cars outside was already heard one after another, and those who went to school and went to work were rushing on the road. Suddenly, there was a sudden sound of brakes outside, and a van appeared in front of the gap of the rolling shutter door.

"I'm stupid, what's going on with this door, is it a thief?"

"It's not like the little girl escaped yesterday, right?"

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, go in and look for it, the person is gone, the boss can't spare us."

Three gangsters came in from under the shutter door one after another. It was very dark in the supermarket. They stood in front of the door and let their eyes adjust to looking at Zhang Zhen.

"Fuck me, this is really a thief, still eating hot pot!"

"Damn, how dare someone come to our place and steal our things!"

"Fuck, what about the girls?!" The leader, with dyed yellow hair, bare shoulders, and a tattoo of a knife, searched the supermarket and stared fiercely at Zhang Zhen.

"I won't let this bastard rape first and then kill him."

"No... no, then he dares to eat hot pot here?"

"It's probably a perverted killer."

Zhang Zhen crushed the beer can in his hand and threw it on the ground. The three of them looked familiar. Huang Mao was the first time he forced Hua Ling to repay the usury loan and transfer it to the supermarket. He looked at the three with cold eyes and his fists creaking. .

"Stop talking nonsense, no matter who it is, dare to move our ideas and kill him!" Huang Mao roared angrily. He can be a small boss because he has an advantage that he is not afraid of death.

When the three of them came, they planned to intimidate Hua Ling, so they all carried iron and wooden sticks in their hands, and the next fat gangster waved the wooden stick viciously and walked towards Zhang Zhen yelling.

Zhang Zhen was still sitting in the chair, looked at the other party's fierce expression, and kicked him. The gangster screamed and fell to the ground in an instant.

"Fuck, you're looking for death!" Another 1.8-meter-tall man rushed over to Zhang Zhen with a stick in his hand.

Zhang Zhen raised his left hand with his bare hand and directly grabbed the iron bar that was thrown at him vigorously, and then kicked again with his left foot. There was a sound of broken leg bones, and the tall man suddenly yelled and fell towards Zhang Zhen like a telegraph pole fell. , Zhang Zhen pulled the iron rod over and knocked on the shoulder of the tall man turned upside down.

There was another thud, the tall man's shoulder bones were shattered, and the person was also violently beaten and flew horizontally to the shelf on one side. The goods fell with a bang, and the person fell heavily to the ground again.

The yellow-haired man thought he would hit one of the two casually, but he didn't expect to be beaten all over the ground by the opponent's feet. He became ruthless for a moment, pulled out the machete from the back of his waist, and rushed towards Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen had learned fighting skills in the medical warehouse. These little bastards rely on their viciousness without any rules. He frowned and flicked the iron rod in his hand. The wrist of the yellow-haired knife was broken in an instant, and the knife was also thrown towards the shelf by Zhenfei. .

Huang Mao screamed while holding the wrist that felt like it was broken by a stick. Zhang Zhen kicked Huang Mao and fell to his feet in an instant, "Whoever howls again, I will smash your heads!"

The cold, hell-like voice shocked the three gangsters for an instant. They all gritted their teeth and shut up, but the wounds were excruciatingly painful, and there were beads of sweat all over their foreheads.

"You...do you know who I am? I am..." Huang Mao looked at Zhang Zhen and said angrily.

Zhang Zhen stepped on Huang Mao's head, and Huang Mao's face became congested and red in an instant, and soon began to turn purple. Huang Mao felt that his whole head was about to be squeezed and exploded.

"Are you talking nonsense again?"

Huang Mao hurriedly patted the ground with his left hand to admit his mistake. When Zhang Zhen picked it up, he still felt groggy, his head was swollen several times, and the sky was spinning. Looking at Zhang Zhen, he suddenly realized that this seemed familiar.

"Ask Gao to come to the supermarket." Zhang Zhen said coldly.

Huang Mao had one arm and one foot broken, and his head was almost crushed. He was in a trance, and his mind was not clear.

Zhang Zhen looked at the least injured one. The fat man only had one broken hand. He hurriedly pulled out the mobile phone from his pocket with his left hand, and shouted after a while: "Boss, help me, I have encountered a problem."

"A bunch of trash, a woman can't handle it." The other party's curse came from the copycat phone.

About 10 minutes later, there was the sound of parking outside the supermarket, and several people shouted and cursed. In the blink of an eye, five men with fierce faces came in from under the rolling shutter door.

The four people surrounded a middle-aged man with a big belly and a golden chain around his neck. This man is Boss Gao. Seeing that the three subordinates on the ground were seriously injured, Zhang Zhen sat in the chair, the hot pot was gurgling, and he was vicious. Said: "Brother, what are the rules of the Tao, the usury is borrowed by that girl voluntarily, you have broken the rules today..."

Zhang stood up holding the iron rod he snatched from the tall man, and watched the old man walk over angrily with cold eyes.

"Fuck, fuck him!" Boss Gao suddenly realized that the situation was not right, and hurriedly shouted for his subordinates to beat Zhang Zhen.

These four people have fierce faces and have thick iron bars and sharpened machetes in their hands. They can be regarded as relatively ruthless characters among gangsters.

However, Zhang Zhen didn't take it seriously at all. With his B+ physique and martial arts level close to that of a master, it only takes one move to destroy these people. Here comes the scum.

So the place where he strikes will not be the most important point, but it is inevitable that his leg will be broken if he kicks it down, and his arm, no matter how thick it is, will be cut in two.

Like chopping melons and chopping vegetables, the four thugs who had rushed forward without shouting all fell to the ground in the blink of an eye and screamed.

Seeing this, Boss Gao's face changed, and he hurriedly wanted to run back to the rolling shutter door and get out to escape.

With a flick of the iron rod in Zhang Zhen's hand, it was nailed into Boss Gao's calf with a bang. Boss Gao fell to the ground with a scream, and looked at the curious listeners outside the supermarket with horror on his face.

"Climb back!" Zhang Zhen said coldly.

(End of this chapter)