The two beauties were gone, and Wu Yizhao had the opportunity to ask Fang Bei. "Brother Fang, are you really a Chinese medicine doctor?"

"Why? Aren't I like it?" Fang Bei asked with a slight smile.

"That's right, I can see that you can be literate and martial, but I don't see any trace of Chinese medicine in you. Wu Yizhao took a sip of juice and continued. "I have the impression that Chinese medicine practitioners are all old-fashioned and traditional guys. Especially in the current situation, there don't seem to be many people who study Chinese medicine......"

Fang Bei interrupted the other party's words and retorted lightly: "That's your prejudice against Chinese medicine, and your stereotype alone can't represent everything." Although I didn't go to university, I believe that the subject of Chinese medicine is still very promising. After all, it represents the essence of our traditional Chinese culture. ”

As the two chatted, the topic suddenly became heavy and serious, but they didn't notice it at all.

Wu Yizhao was about to continue to put forward his opinion, but Fang Bei suddenly left his seat and said to him. "Xinxin and they seem to have quarreled with someone, let's hurry over and take a look. ”

The former turned his head and looked fixedly. Sure enough, seeing Song Xinxin and Meng Luling pointing fingers, they seemed to be very emotional, and they were reasoning with a shirtless guy.

His girlfriend quarreled with someone, of course, the two of them couldn't stand by and watch, five steps and three steps, and leaned over as soon as possible.

"You stinky and shameless, you actually came here to rub oil!Phew!" Song Xinxin's temper was originally not related to the word docile, especially when facing strangers she didn't know.

Fang Bei and Wu Yizhao walked up and asked in unison. "What happened?"

When the strange man saw the two handsome guys who suddenly appeared next to the two beauties, he instantly realized that something was wrong and turned around to escape. Fang Bei couldn't help but say, he made a decisive move, and divided it by two with three strikes and five by two.

"Want to go, do you think it's that easy?" Fang Bei didn't care what happened just now, in short, seeing the other party's thief's head, he would probably be able to know a little bit about it. After all, it wasn't the first time he had encountered a hooligan.

And the truth of the matter is really similar to what Fang Bei expected. It turned out that Song Xinxin and Meng Luling were playing together on the water slide just now. When he slid to the bottom pool, the strange man deliberately came up to rub oil under the guise of protecting the girl......

"Let go of me, won't you just touch it? Anyway, you won't get pregnant, why are you so stingy?" The guy was very bold, and he was caught red-handed, and he still used strong words, as if he had made no mistake.

Fang Bei sneered, and really clenched his fist unceremoniously. Bang! A bright red line of blood fell in the pool, Meng Luling exclaimed in fright, and looked at Song Xinxin worriedly. The meaning of the expression I want to convey is: If this goes on, will there really be no big problems?

Even Wu Yizhao, who is also a man, couldn't help frowning. Although his girlfriend was rubbed with oil, he was also annoyed. But if he wants to let Fang Bei do it directly without thinking about it, he really can't do it. As for Song Xinxin's reaction, it was the opposite of Meng Luling. It wasn't the first time she had seen Fang Bei make a move, and if she had, she would be willing to take matters into her own hands and teach that bastard a good lesson.

The strange man stretched out a groping hand, touched his lips, and put it in front of his eyes to look at it. "Damn, you dare to hit me, you're looking for death!"

"Oh, then I'm going to see, how are you going to let me die?" Only punched the other party, and he didn't feel enough to relieve his anger.

"You have a kind of waiting for me! provoke me fat, I will make your kid regret being born by Nima!" The guy was arrogant, but he was very consciously mocking and retreating.

Seeing that Fat Fu was about to wait for an opportunity to escape, Fang Bei rushed forward with two arrows, turned around and came with a roundhouse kick. The action is smooth and beautiful. Seeing Song Xinxin's heart fluttering, at this time, Meng Luling's boyfriend, a good friend and old rival, didn't do anything, but made her feel very proud and proud. After all, that way, her boyfriend is the best. "Honey, play well!

Fang Beihu's body was shocked, and he turned around and glanced at Song Xinxin with complicated eyes. It was the first time he had ever heard such gentle encouragement from the latter. Especially the sound of "dear", which simply made his bones crispy.

On the other side, Fat Fu was kicked by Fang Bei and fell not lightly. After a long while, he barely stood up on his waist. "Grass, don't go, if you have a kind, Lao Tzu will call someone to go!"

"Okay, you'd better call a few more people over and let me warm up. "Don't be ready to go, you can't wait. There are no less than 100 hooligans and gangsters who have been taught by him. And the guy who is so desperate to send it to the door is really rare for him.

Fat Fu stumbled away. At this time, Wu Yizhao said worriedly: "Fang Bei, let's leave this place of right and wrong quickly." In my opinion, that dead fat man is not easy to mess with, and if he really finds a group of helpers, won't we be in trouble?"

Meng Luling felt that it made sense when he heard it, and he also echoed two sentences. Song Xinxin said with a big grin: "Peace of mind! As long as my boyfriend is there, there is no trouble at all!"

When mentioning "my boyfriend", Song Xinxin was full of pride. Fang Bei is not a loss, today gave her a long face five times, so that she felt full of vigor in front of her old friends.

"Xinxin, are you serious? Are you sure?" Meng Luling didn't have the heart to compete at this time, she just hoped that there wouldn't be any big trouble.

"Hahaha, let me tell you a little secret that is not a secret......" Song Xinxin thought to herself what she was going to mention next, many people knew it, but everyone was very tacit and never said it clearly. "Fang Bei is not only my boyfriend, he is a Chinese medicine doctor, he is also a first-class martial arts master. ”

"Martial arts?" "Master?" Meng Luling and Wu Yizhao were both a little stunned. They looked at Fang Bie carefully for a while, then looked at Song Xinxin again, and found that she really didn't look like she was joking. But the more that happens, the more unbelievable they feel. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "Fang Bei is too strong, right?"

The strength in their hearts is, of course, not just the strength referred to in one aspect. If Fang is compared to a student, then he is equivalent to the kind of top student who is proficient in many subjects, whether it is physics and chemistry, literature, history and geography, or sports, music, and each course is extremely excellent. In comparison, Wu Yizhao, who graduated from a prestigious school and became the chief accountant of a large company at a young age, seems to have become a real scumbag. Such an existence beyond ordinary people is certainly worthy of the word "strong".

"It's okay, just watch me perform later. Fang Bei swore that by the way, he threw a firm and heroic look at Song Xinxin.

As a result, within a few minutes, the salty pig hand Fat Fu did what he said and brought a vote of people over to find trouble with Fang Bei and his party. Some tourists around, seeing this situation, have retreated, for fear of accidentally setting themselves on fire.

Seeing that each other is stronger than the other, and they all look fierce. Meng Luling and his boyfriend Wu Yizhao couldn't help but worry about Fang Bei's safety, although he was touted as a martial arts master, but after all, the other party had a huge advantage in numbers, which was an advantage that could not be ignored.

And when the two noticed Song Xinxin's demeanor, they couldn't help but feel confused. I saw Song Xinxin leaning on the recliner and eating fruit leisurely.

"Hey, you can taste it too, this grape tastes good. Song Xinxin mistakenly thought that the two of them had just tasted it, and hurriedly handed over a bunch of grapes that were still dripping with water droplets.

The two couldn't laugh or cry, looked at each other, and reached a consensus in an instant. "Either Song Xinxin and Fang Bei are too big, or they are ......"

Just as they were thinking wildly, Fang Bei and the gang of fierce gods and evil spirits had already met each other.

Fat Fu had a group of buddies to help out, and his voice immediately increased by three times when he spoke. "What are you looking at? Fool, why don't you get down and shout Daddy! If you're serious, maybe I can consider letting you go!"