Chapter 66: Exchange, Li Xiaolong's Ability!

  "Maybe I can't help you get a Grammy now, but I definitely can in the future!" Zhou Shaoming said casually.

  "What did you say?" Aiwei'er, who was jumping and shouting in the heavy snow, didn't hear Zhou Shaoming's words at all, but turned her head and asked doubtfully.

  "Nothing, you'll know in a few days." Zhou Shaoming was not someone who liked to talk big, he preferred to act first and then use facts to respond.

  "Tomorrow, can you come pick me up after school? We can go somewhere else to play?" Ai Wei'er suddenly asked with a full face of expectation.

  "……" Zhou Shaoming was speechless, and Ai Weier had already regarded herself as a playmate, while his purpose for coming this time hadn't even been mentioned yet.

  "Hey, tomorrow night, tomorrow is Saturday, let's go watch the ice hockey game! It's settled then!" Ai Wei'er made a silly face, but took it upon herself to plan out Zhou Shaoming's schedule for the next day, and then jumped onto the Harley motorcycle saying: "Let's go! Take me home, Cinderella needs to get back home!"

  "Want to watch ice hockey?" Zhou Shaoming furrowed his brow, Ai Weier seemed like a little girl who couldn't sit still, full of energetic and lively aura, he didn't know how to move her.

  Maybe she just wanted an excuse to have fun and didn't really want to star in her own movie. Zhou Shaoming thought so, but he couldn't say no.

  "Alright, but don't come pick me up at midnight tomorrow, okay?" Zhou Shaoming shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he would go along with whatever was decided.

  Aimeier happily clenched her small fist, opened her mouth and laughed loudly: "The ice hockey game won't start that late! You meet me at the ice rink at 7:30, okay? But tonight on the way back don't let my dad and mom find out, otherwise I won't be able to watch the ice hockey game tomorrow!"

  "Alright! Now, I'll send you home!" Zhou Shaoming straddled the Harley Fat Boy, put on his helmet, and sped off with a loud roar of the engine.

  Harley's wheels tore through the night on the streets, rolling forward, and Aimee sang loudly behind him, all of which seemed as beautiful as a dream.

  But the beautiful dream will soon wake up.

  "Vroom!" The heavy roar of the motorcycle suddenly rang out!

  "We're being followed!" Zhou Shaoming said calmly after glancing at the rearview mirror.

  "Followed?" Aimeier looked back in confusion and turned pale with fright! "Quick, quick run! It's the local gang!"

  "Gang?" Zhou Shaoming's heart sank, this was clearly that fleeing Tel unable to swallow the humiliation of being shamed by himself, and had found someone to take revenge!

  As if to prove Ai Wei's words, the people sitting on the back of three motorcycles took out long curved batons and rubbed them menacingly on the ground, producing a piercing sound and sparks that jumped up.

  "Smith, pull over! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!" It was indeed Tel. The guy sat at the back of the motorcycle, holding a baseball bat and shouting loudly.

  "Go on, don't stop, run fast! That guy is a madman, last time he fought with someone else, the other person begged for mercy but he still broke their leg!" Eve shouted.

  "Hold me tight!" Zhou Shaoming knew that things couldn't be good now, and he didn't have a gun by his side. The accelerator roared loudly, and the Harley let out a low growl as it sped away.

  "Damn it! You dare to run? Chase me!" Tel shouted loudly, and the motorcycle driver also followed suit, accelerating rapidly.

  Four motorcycles sped down the deserted streets of Napanee, their tires crushing fallen leaves into powder and leaving behind only a hint of their presence.

  "Vroom!" Harley wasn't a speed demon of a motorcycle, and was soon overtaken by the three Nissan Yamahas, which formed a pincher movement to surround Zhou Shaoming.

  One guy even sold a car skill like a heavy front wheel against Zhou Shaoming's rear wheel, making him violently shocked, accompanied by Eve's scream, almost a stumble, the dragon head swung wildly, and almost fell to the ground.

  Finally managed to steady the car, while beside

  The guy on the side swung his stick and hit Zhou Shaoming's shoulder heavily, causing him so much pain that he could hardly hold onto the steering wheel.

  "Get down! Chinese pig! I'll make you look good today!" Terrell shouted loudly, swinging the baseball bat and smashing it down. Zhou Shaoming dodged, and the baseball bat shattered Hale's front windshield to pieces!

  "Te Er, if you continue like this, I'll call the police!" Eve's face turned pale as she tightly grasped Zhou Shao Ming's clothes and shouted loudly.

  "Report it! You report it! Let's see how you report!" Ter and Eve both hated him now, these two people made themselves lose face in the bar, this grudge must be reported back!

  "Bang!" The Harley motorcycle's rear taillight was smashed to pieces by the baseball bat, followed by Avril's loud shriek!

  It can't go on like this!

  Zhou Shaoming was extremely angry!

  "It's a system!" his mind screamed, Zhou Shaoming wanted to make these guys know what regret looks like!

  "Host, is there anything you'd like to exchange?" The director system finally had a chance to show off its skills, and the female voice sounded more moving than before.

  "Exchange for the world's Kung Fu king Bruce Lee's 25-year-old Kung Fu skills!"

  "Exchange corresponding ability requires 100 points, lasting for half an hour. If you need to extend the time, the required points will double every half hour. Does the host want to exchange?"

  "Of course! Faster! First half an hour!" Zhou Shaoming dodged a stick that came crashing down on his head, shouting wildly in his heart.

  As if a huge electric current swept through his whole body, Zhou Shaoming's eyes were icy cold. He turned around and told Avril, who was trembling with fear: "Hold me tight!"

  "What?" Avril opened her pink mouth, her eyes somewhat puzzled.

  "Hold on!" Zhou Shaoming suddenly roared, his left hand flashing out like lightning to grab the curved baseball bat that a henchman had swung at him!

  Avril stared at the curved hockey stick less than a centimeter from her forehead, and then tightly hugged Zhou Shaoming with a racing heart, closing her eyes.

  "Damn it! You want to die? I'll fulfill your wish!" Zhou Shaoming grasped the hockey stick with one hand, and no matter how hard that guy pulled with both hands, he couldn't budge an inch. His anger surged, and with a sudden jerk, he yanked the hockey stick over!

  He slammed on the brakes and Zhou Shaoming brought the Harley to a stop, while the three cars behind him screeched to a halt with a loud, ear-piercing squeal of tires, leaving several black skid marks on the road.

  Looking at his battered Harley motorcycle, Zhou Shaoming's eyes sparkled with anger. He gently patted Evelyn's hand and said, "Alright, you sit here and watch me handle this!"

  Jumping off the car, Zhou Shaoming, who possesses the power of Li Xiaolong, the king of world Kung Fu at the age of 25, how can he still look up to those guys holding baseball bats?

  "Uggghhh...!" Zhou Shaoming jumped up and down, occasionally wiping his nose with his thumb, then shook his hand in disdain.

  "Bruce Lee?" A knowledgeable gangster stopped in his tracks and asked doubtfully: "He knows Chinese Kung Fu?"

  "Shit! What's there to be afraid of? Let's all go together! Let him know that Napani is not a place for yellow-skinned monkeys to play around!" Teru led the way, bringing five guys with him, surrounding them in an intimidating manner.

  "Look out!" Avril shouted, covering her eyes.

  With a swift and extreme dodge, Zhou Shaoming landed a heavy left hook on Terry's abdomen as he swung the baseball bat, then slowly got up, pinning the guy who was curled up like a shrimp in pain to the ground with one hand.

  "What's wrong? What's wrong with you?" Some of the gangsters who were taken aback by Zhou Shaoming's sudden attack couldn't believe their eyes as they stared at Terry, who had fallen to the ground in pain and fainted. No one knew that Zhou Shaoming's punch was only three-tenths of Lee Xiaolong's strength!

  How can an ordinary person who only holds a guitar and swings their long hair thinking they are a rocker withstand this punch?

  Zhou Shaoming didn't want to beat him to death, but he absolutely wanted to teach this guy a lesson!