I Have A Daughter Who Is Cultivating Immortality

1As soon as Zhou Yang walked in, he saw someone arguing not far away from him.    

    

Three men were surrounding a woman in a work uniform.    

    

His eyes were slightly cold. He took three steps and rushed over. "Senior sister, what's wrong?"    

    

Zhang Weiwei, he had a good impression of her senior sister. She had taken care of Zhou Yang many times. She was kind and upright. She had a good relationship with him in university. After graduating, this senior sister had helped him many times.    

    

The standard professional suit was paired with a wonderful body, and his eyes were full of heroic spirit. His oval face was full of beauty, and his slim waist was full of curves.    

    

Her height was only 1.6 meters, but this kind of delicate... Her small body, coupled with her heroic face, gave people a unique charm.    

    

"Sir, please pay attention to your behavior. If you keep doing this, I'll call the police."    

    

The leader laughed loudly with a generous face, his face full of lascivious expression. "B * tch. Son, pour the coffee on me. Do you know that this set of clothes is cheap? Lick it clean for me!"    

    

The other two people blocked the side with malicious intentions, occasionally shaking their arms that were as thick as flower pots.    

    

Zhou Yang rushed over and said in a stern voice, "Let go of my senior sister!"    

    

The three people turned their heads and looked over.    

    

Zhang Weiwei took the opportunity to slip away. She ran out from the side and ran to Zhou Yang's side.    

    

Zhou Yang looked at the three people with malicious intentions and his throat rolled.    

    

The arms of these three fellows seem to be twice as thick as mine.    

    

Zhang Weiwei hid behind him, "Xiao Yang, these three fellows want to harass me."    

    

She looked at Zhou Yang arrogantly. "Do you know that my pants are worth more than a thousand yuan? Let her lick them clean for me!"    

    

Zhou Yang took a deep breath and looked behind him. He saw a few female colleagues hurriedly holding their phones and making calls.    

    

It was unrealistic to expect them to come over and help.    

    

They were probably calling the store manager.    

    

The manager was a man who had dedicated his youth to the country, and his combat power was very high.    

    

Zhou Yang looked at the opposite side and felt a bit of a toothache.    

    

The store manager couldn't make it in time, so he could only hold on for a while.    

    

Zhou Yang straightened his back and looked at the bulging muscles of the other party, as well as the arms that were two times thicker than his own arm. He swallowed his saliva and said, "You guys take it easy, or else we'll call the police!"    

    

The smile on his generous face almost made him cry. He raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes. "The little kid is looking for the police uncle! Do you want to go home and find your mother? Hahaha!"    

    

"Spicy chicken, get lost, or I'll break your arm."    

    

" Let that b * tch... Otherwise, I'll make you suffer."    

    

Zhou Yang's heart was burning with anger. He suppressed his voice and said, "Be careful with your words."    

    

"Watch your mother. Do you want to die?!"    

    

With a generous face, he walked forward and clenched his fist that was as big as a steamed bun. His face was full of ridicule.    

    

Zhou Yang was very square. The other party was tall and strong, and his fist was even thicker than his neighbor's.    

    

He looked at Zhang Weiwei who was behind him and swallowed his saliva. "Senior sister, why don't you run first?"    

    

It was obvious that he could not beat her! If he went up, he might just be delivering food to her.    

    

Zhang Weiwei gritted her teeth, "This... What if they cause trouble?" Furthermore, this job was not easy to come by. It would be a pity to lose it.    

    

It would be too difficult to find a job in this competitive place.    

    

"I think my life is more important..."    

    

Zhang Weiwei looked at the fist on the opposite side of the generous face and her expression became much dimmer. She turned around and ran.    

    

She might not be able to keep her job.    

    

Her salary was more than 5000 a month. In this small county town, it was already considered a good salary.    

    

The generous face became anxious. He raised his hand and hit Zhou Yang, who was blocking the way, and said, "Damn it, you dare to let people go? You bastard, you want to die!"    

    

Zhou Yang was very nervous. He subconsciously wanted to dodge.    

    

The generous face's first punch missed and subconsciously followed up with a punch, hitting Zhou Yang's chest with force.    

    

"Dong!"    

    

A strong and dull sound rang out, and Zhou Yang looked at the generous face's fist with a surprised expression.    

    

Zhang Weiwei, who had just run two steps, turned her head and screamed in fear.    

    

"Ah! He hit me!"    

    

The female staff in the coffee shop shouted in panic.    

    

The face of the generous man instantly turned red. He quickly retracted his fist and took two steps back. He looked at Zhou Yang in shock. "Are you stuffed with steel plates on your body?!"    

    

This punch was like hitting a steel plate. He felt as if his bones were about to break.    

    

Zhou Yang rubbed his chest and looked puzzled. "It doesn't hurt. That means..." It seemed that not only did his physical fitness become stronger, but he also had the ability to defend himself.    

    

Moreover, his reaction just now was not bad. If he was serious, he might be able to dodge the attack from the opposite party. It's just that I lack fighting experience.    

    

Zhou Yang smiled and walked forward while clenching his fist. "Looks like it's my turn."    

    

The generous face rubbed his fist and his expression was not good. "Brothers, this guy has something. Let's attack together."    

    

The two people beside him looked at each other. They raised their heads and swung their fists at him.    

    

Zhou Yang was fully focused. He felt his heart beat faster. He could faintly feel the sound of blood flowing in his body.    

    

He saw everything in front of him slowly slow down. The two people opposite him were punching him in a daze.    

    

Zhou Yang did not retreat. Instead, he moved sideways to dodge the two people's fists. He reached out his hands to grab the two people's heads.    

    

The two people did not even have time to react. They saw a palm rapidly growing in front of their eyes.    

    

Zhou Yang pressed hard, pushing the heads of the two men towards the coffee table.    

    

"Kacha! Clang!"    

    

The coffee table was unable to bear the heavy burden and shattered. The coffee cups on the table were smashed, and some fell to the ground.    

    

Zhou Yang's heart rate sped up, and he felt extremely comfortable. This feeling of releasing his strength was too great.    

    

His throat rolled, and he slowly retreated. "Let me tell you, I am the coach of the Golden Dragon Gym. Take it easy, kid."    

    

Zhou Yang slowly straightened his body, exercised his shoulders, and turned to look at the generous face with a smile. "Take it easy? It seems you haven't figured out the situation yet. "    

    

Under his feet, two strong men were foaming at the mouth. They rolled their eyes and fell to the ground.    

    

The generous face swallowed his saliva and looked at Zhou Yang fearfully. "Unless you don't want to work anymore! Otherwise, don't..."    

    

Zhou Yang felt the airflow in his body surging. He rushed towards the generous man and grabbed his head, smashing it into the coffee table.