Wu Jinhuan turned his head and looked around the crowd. Finally, his eyes fell on Gao Hang and said, "My mother was injured."

"Ah ..." Gao Hang was so smart, but at this time his mind was numb, and he did not understand what he meant.

"My mother was bruised. What about the medical expenses, lost work fees, nutritional expenses, and mental loss?"

Gao Hang froze for a moment, then stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking for the money, and pulled out two hands of change.

When he placed them on the table, the coins crackled and he whispered, "That's all I have."

Wu Jinhuan stepped forward, looked down, and asked, "Max face value is ten yuan?"

Gao Hang blinked and waved to everyone around him, saying, "Everyone came together to make a fortune."

The little gangsters gathered around, and even Sun Kai walked over while wiping the blood on his face.

Everyone turned over their pockets, and soon the table was covered with crumpled and scattered banknotes.

Wu Jinhuan's eyes were gurgling, his gaze swept around on the table, and after a few rounds, he didn't even see a hundred-yuan bill.

He took a deep breath and muttered in a low voice: "Mom's poor ghosts!"

After he finished speaking, he was too lazy to take another look and turned to walk out.

"You ... don't you take them?" Gao Hang asked stutteringly.

"Just so much money, keep it for yourself, take it to treat the yellow hair, if the bone is well connected, maybe there will be no disability in the future." Wu Jinhuan stepped out.

Looking at him as he walked out of the store, Gao Hang seemed to remember something, he quickly caught up with him, and pressed the door of the room.

Wu Jinhuan turned his head to look at him and asked with a smile: "Princess, what do you mean?"

Looking closely at Wu Jinhuan's pair of eyes that seemed to be covered with a mist, Gao Hang couldn't help but shivered again.

He cleared his throat and said, "Last time, Brother Yi's two tendons were cut off, and now he is almost a waste."

"I didn't cut it, it's none of my business."

"In the future, Brother Yi is unlikely to come out. Without Brother Yi, we brothers are about to leave."

"It's none of my business."

"Old Fatty, I'll call you Brother Huan. In the future, you will be our boss and take us with you!" Gao Hang said solemnly.

Hearing what he said, the first reaction of the youngsters present was dissatisfaction. What were the qualifications for Old Fatty to be their boss?

But when they thought about what happened just now, the dissatisfaction in people's hearts disappeared immediately.

As for the performance of Old Fatty just now, it was almost better than Brother Yi. If Old Fatty became the boss in the future, maybe he could really overwhelm Li Hongxing.

Wu Jinhuan was happy. He lifted his fat palm and slowly pressed it against Gao Hang's face, then his arm suddenly pushed outward, and Gao Hang couldn't help but retreat for a few steps.

He opened the door, walked out without looking back, and said, "I'm not interested."

Didn't say you called me brother, even if you called me grandpa, I wouldn't do it.

In this life, he didn't want to get black anymore. He wanted to hide from these little bastards. It would be a joke to ask him to be their boss.

To take a step back, even if he was forced to do so, he wouldn't take these kids as his men.

They didn't know anything, and they didn't understand anything. To train them, he had to spend a lot of energy, and it would take a few years to make it possible. He would rather subdue existing superiors, which was free from worry, strength and time.

"You want me to come, who the hell doesn't want to come, which bastard doesn't want to come... Ah..."

Wu Jinhuan sang the Double opera, shaking his round body, and went home leisurely.

Gao Hang still wanted to catch up, but Sun Kai took the first step to grab his arm.

Looking back at him, Gao Hang hurriedly said: "The second donkey, what are you doing grabbing me?"

Sun Kai said somberly: "Princess, what do you mean? You really want Old Fatty to be our boss?"

Gao Hang confronted Sun Kai and asked, "Do you think he is unworthy?"

Of course not worthy! The words just reached his mouth, and he swallowed it back into his stomach.

In the past, Wu Jinhuan, not to mention being their boss, was not even suitable to be their follower.

But now, he couldn't see through Wu Jinhuan.

There were obviously more than ten people on their side, but all were shocked by Wu Jinhuan alone just now, watching him broke the yellow hair's arm and leg, and no one dared to step forward and stop.

At that time, Wu Jinhuan's exuding breath, making him feel that no matter who dared to stop him, he would be torn apart. After being silent for a while, he muttered in a low voice: "Since the last fierce fight, Old Fatty seems to have changed his personality, Princess, did you notice that Old Fatty is much thinner than before."

Gao Hang didn't understand what happened to Wu Jinhuan, and he didn't want to understand. In short, Wu Jinhuan was the best person to replace Brother Yi and to be their boss.

He faintly said: "As long as he is willing to come back and be our boss, we will defeat Li Hongxing and avenge Brother Yi, it is not impossible."

"But you also saw the attitude of Old Fatty, he obviously wanted to draw a line with us, he will hide as far as possible..."

Yes, this was a difficult task.

"Okay, let's not talk about these, let's quickly send the yellow hair to the hospital."

"Old Fatty hit him so hard!"

"Speaking of this, it's not to blame on Old Fatty. It's purely due to the yellow hair."

When something like this happened, Wu Jinhuan did not seek the yellow hair's revenge alone, but found all of them. In front of them, he just broke the yellow hair's arm and leg, seemingly reckless and adventurous. Actually, it was simple and rude, as well as effective.

From then on, these people, perhaps no one would dare to find the trouble of Old Fatty.

It seemed that the change of Old Fatty was not only the change of skill, but also the mind and method became unpredictable.

Going to the barbecue restaurant to find the yellow hair this time was Wu Jinhuan's longest walk alone since he was reborn.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he also strolled around the school.

Near Eleventh Middle School, there was a park, the area was not small, there was no large driveway around, and the air was very good. Wu Jinhuan was very satisfied with walking around in the garden. In the future, he no longer needed to run around the community, he could come here to exercise.

He wandered around and went home, and when he got home, it was already over ten o'clock in the evening.

Normally at this time, Yu Huan had already fallen asleep.

When Wu Jinhuan entered the door, he was also light-hearted.

But as soon as he closed the door, the light in the master bedroom lighted up, and Yu Huan asked, "Huan, are you back?"

Hearing that Yu Huan hadn't slept yet, Wu Jinhuan didn't have to move lightly, he quickly put on his slippers and asked, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I'm waiting for you to come back."

Wu Jinhuan almost smiled and said, "If I don't come back overnight, will you stay up all night?"

Hearing that Yu Huan didn't answer, Wu Jinhuan realized that his words seemed a bit excessive. He said, "Go to sleep, don't you have to go to work tomorrow morning?"

"Well, Huan, you also need to go to bed earlier."

The next morning, Wu Jinhuan wore sportswear and went to the park near the 11th Middle School.

In the early morning, it was just dawning, and not many people exercised in the park.

He ran around the perimeter of the park and had sweat on his head. When he ran for two circles, he was already breathless. When he ran to the third circle, he could only walk.

His physical fitness was far from satisfying him, but it was much better than when he was just reborn.

There was much fitness equipment in the park.

Wu Jinhuan tried them one by one, and they all felt good.

Now he had no money to go to the gym, or to buy fitness equipment. This place provided him with a lot of convenience.

When the sky was bright, Wu Jinhuan had already sweated out. He was about to go home, and when he was going out, he found someone punching in the woods on the roadside.

He walked past curiously.

The puncher was an old man in his sixties who was piling around a thick old tree. Although the trunk was wrapped with a thick layer of hemp rope, every palm of the old man could make a loud noise when he patted on the trunk.

Wu Jinhuan couldn't tell what kind of punch the old man was punching. It felt a bit like Tai Chi.

Stopping and watching for a moment, he chuckled and said, "It's useless."

He turned to leave, and the old piling man stopped suddenly, looked at Wu Jinhuan who was about to turn and leave, and asked, "Boy, what did you just say?"

Wu Jinhuan turned his half-turned figure back, raised his chin, and said, "Useless."

The old man looked at Wu Jinhuan and asked, "What are you referring to?"

"Your boxing can be used to perform, can be used to make Kung Fu movies, at best can strengthen the body, but in actual combat, it is of little use."

The old man smiled and shook his head and said, "You draw the long bow at a young age. Don't jump to conclusion about things you don't understand."

Wu Jinhuan shrugged his shoulders and stopped arguing with the old man. He said casually: "You should practice more. Depending on your age, it is also very suitable for practicing this kind of ground-stand play."

After he finished, he was about to leave again, and the old man suddenly asked, "It sounds like you have practiced kung fu?"

"I haven't practiced it, only knowing some fighting techniques."

"Do you think your fighting skills can beat my kung fu?"

Wu Jinhuan pouted his lips, the meaning was self-evident.

"In this case, how about we have a competition?"

Wu Jinhuan coughed and looked at the old man up and down. He said: "Forget it, you are at old age, if I hurt you, I will have no money to treat you."

"If you can hurt me, I will not let you cure me, but I will give you money." The old man said with a smile.

"Are you kidding me?"

"I really mean it."

"How much?"

"As much as you want."

Ho! What a big tone! Wu Jin raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "2.5 million pounds."

The old man was startled, shaking his head and laughing, "Then I don't have it."

"It seems that drawing the long bow is not a patent for young people, old gentlemen will also draw the long bow."

Unexpectedly, this chubby teenager reacted so agilely and thoughtfully, and knew to use his own words to turn him back.

He blushed and said with a solemn expression: "I don't have two and a half million pounds, but I still have eight or eight million RMB."

Wu Jinhuan thought about it, 8.8 million yuan, which was not a small amount for him now. At least he could buy a new house and improved the living conditions.

"That's okay, I can accept 1.8 million."

Listening to his tone, as if winning the old man was as easy as he raised his hand and kicked his leg.

He didn't know whether the old man smiled because of being ridiculed or getting angry. He spread his legs apart, his waist sank, his arms were like willows, and he made a gesture. "Young man, I forgot to say just now, I practiced Eight Diagrams Palm."

"It's all the same." Wu Jinhuan replied carelessly.

Seeing that the old man was ready, he pulled the sleeves slowly and casually. After he pulled up both sleeves, he suddenly rushed sideways and ran straight to the old man. With the help of inertia, he kicked the side.

The old man hardened his side kick with his arms.

With a loud bang, the old man took a step back.

He looked at Wu Jinhuan with a little surprise and said, "Young man, you have good strength!"

"It's still far away!" Wu Jinhuan hit the old man's face with a punch while speaking.

His physical fitness was now far worse than that before the rebirth. If he kicked from the side before the rebirth, he could kick people directly out.