The six little young hairs were all standard fireworks perms, made like a few brooms. Wearing a fancy shirt on his body, big pants of the same color underneath, his legs are thin and bamboo poles, and he can't stop shaking there with one leg diagonally.

"Hey, a few little ancestors, I'm really not rich!"

The old aunt who bought the buns looked nervous and walked out from behind the table where the cage drawer was placed, talking with a smile on her face, blocking a few people from letting them in, not wanting them to affect the people in the store to eat.

"You told me I didn't have any money? Who believed me? Am I really stupid? Isn't this money?"

The young man picked up the old aunt, stepped to the side of the table in two steps, reached out and grabbed the cardboard box containing the change, and shouted arrogantly while shaking.

"Oh, a few ancestors. It's all change for change, and if you take it, what will I do with this business?"

The old man who made buns in the house also rushed over at this time, and pleaded bitterly while reaching out and grabbing the cardboard box containing the change and pulling it into his arms.

"Fuck off, Brother Biao is not here for the time being, do you really think you can fool around?

The fireworks roared with a black face, and kicked the old man in the stomach when he raised his foot, where could the old man withstand his kick, and fell directly on the steps, and the blood on his forehead flowed.

There were a few screams in the house, and many diners ran out in a panic, not daring to stay at all, and ran away. The old aunt rushed to the old man's side in a panic, and helped the old man up with tears in her eyes.

"Lao Tzu will let you eat!"

This is not over, one of the young people directly kicked the table with the cage drawer, and the table made of white iron sheet was kicked directly, and the four or five layers of cage drawers piled on the table also fell towards the house.

The clanging sound was mixed with countless screams, cages rolling in the small shop, steaming buns falling all over the floor.

"Hey, a few little ancestors, if I could take it out, I would have given it to you a long time ago, don't smash it!"

Seeing the movements of these people, the old man didn't care that his forehead was still bleeding, and he kept begging in his mouth, trying to use his thin body to block these little gangsters.

"Smash it for me, if you don't give this old thing some color, I really think that no one will cure Brother Biao if he is not there!"

It's just that these people didn't plan to let him go at all, they looked at each other and started one after another.

Where did those people in the house dare to provoke these little gangsters, they ran out one after another. These people are afraid of getting into trouble, and they can't even watch the excitement far away, let alone someone calling the police.

Gu Ziyan also ran out with the crowd and walked to Zhao Fan's side, looking at him leisurely.

Six thugs entered the store, kicking the tables and smashing the plates, and the room was full of noise, and in the blink of an eye the store was already a mess. The two old men at the door were in tears, but they could only support each other and watch them wreak havoc, and there was nothing they could do.

How could Zhao Fan not understand what Gu Ziyan meant when he looked at him? These little thugs didn't even let go of the two old men, and they really didn't clean up.

But just as he wanted to make a move, someone had already rushed ahead of him. As soon as he heard a heavy breath in his ears, the fat man's mountain-like body pounced towards a few thugs.

"Stop Lao Tzu, even the two old people are bullying, are you still human?"

The fat man rushed to the door with a roar, picked up an empty cage drawer and placed it in front of him like a shield, and his hands trembled a little. Zhao Fan is a little funny, this guy is still the same as back then, he knows that he can't do it, and when he encounters things that can't be seen, he just likes to take care of it.

"Yo ho, on this street, there are really people who dare to take care of our business? Dead fatty, you'd better inquire about who we are first, and don't make yourself uncomfortable. ”

"Stay where it's cool, don't get in the way here, it will us off, I don't mind letting you see red too!"

These people didn't stop moving at all, kicking the buns all over the ground one by one, as if stepping on blisters, their eyes squinted at Zheng Yingjie, and they didn't take him in their eyes at all.

"Lao Tzu killed you brutes!"

As a foodie, the fat man saw those delicious buns being trampled on one by one, which was more uncomfortable than killing him. With a loud roar in his mouth, he took the cage drawer in his hand and smashed it into the chest of a young man closest to him.

"Are you really not afraid of death? Give it to me, and beat him so that his parents can't recognize him. Let these people know, even if Brother Biao is not there, my brother Ming will have to listen to me!"

Five or six people surrounded him in an instant, punching and kicking Zheng Yingjie one by one, and he could block two times at the beginning. But it was only less than a minute, and he was already out of breath because of his obesity, and he didn't know how many beatings he had been beaten.

"This man is your friend, right? You're going to watch him get beaten?"

Gu Ziyan glanced at Zhao Fan with a strange expression, and saw that he didn't mean to do anything at all, so she said angrily.

"This kid likes to be nosy, and he doesn't let him suffer any losses, and he doesn't know what will happen in the future. Just because he still wants to fight six by himself, I really don't know where he got the courage. ”

Zhao Fan was unmoved, and even said with a smile on his face.

"It's because of indifferent people like you that those bad people can be so arrogant. I think your friend is very good, every time you slaughter dogs, the courage of the little people is even more worthy of respect. ”

Gu Ziyan glanced at Zhao Fan with disdain, and said with a sneer.

"In your opinion, his idiotic behavior has become courage? Isn't it more reliable to call the police than this? Is there any point in running up and being beaten up and just having one more victim in the end?"

Zhao Fan shook his head and walked towards the few people who were in a mess.

At this moment, the fat man was completely exhausted, roared, and forced his body to press a tall thin man under him, and shouted with all his might: "Fanzi, are you so blind? Lao Tzu said a few words to you, and you plan to die without help?"

"I'm here, I haven't seen you for many years, and I'm a little nostalgic, just waiting for you to shout this!"

Zhao Fan laughed, strode into the store, grabbed the necks of the two young people and threw them behind him, and threw them on the road outside.

A taxi hurriedly turned to the brakes, and the screeching brakes made the two guys scream loudly in fright, rolling and crawling to dodge.

These two guys appeared too suddenly, and the taxi speed is not slow, how can it be so easy to dodge?

When the sweaty taxi pulled to a stop, one of the guys was already under the car. Looking at the wheels close at hand, this guy was directly scared. His legs seemed to be shaking constantly, and he opened his mouth wide and gasped hard, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The remaining three people were also startled, and just ran towards Zhao Fan with their necks in hand, Zhao Fan raised his foot and kicked one away. The two hands were raised to slap twice, and the remaining two were also beaten upside down and flew out.

"Boy, do you know who we are?

Zhao Fan didn't be ruthless to these little gangsters, although they were dizzy and lying on the ground humming, they were not seriously injured. One by one, they looked at Zhao Fan with a lot of energy, threatening loudly.

"Yingjie, and this little brother, you should go quickly, I can't let my affairs affect you! They are Jiang Dabiao's people, you can't afford to mess with them!"

The owner of the bun shop and his wife came over with a panicked face, and while talking, they wanted to pull Zheng Yingjie up who was lying on the ground. The fat man was too heavy, and the two old men pulled for a long time, and he struggled a few times before he could get up.

Looking up, the guy who was pressed under him had fainted directly.

The fat man, who was originally a little depressed, instantly became proud, looked at Zhao Fan ostentatiously and said, "Look, I haven't solved one yet." ”

Zhao Fan's head is full of black lines, this unlucky guy was obviously pressed by the fat man and fainted, okay?

"Jiang Dabiao dares to use his gun blatantly, he shouldn't be able to get out in three or two days, right? Do you really think that no one knows? and dare to fool people here under his banner?"

Zhao Fan squatted in front of the fireworks, stretched out his hand and patted it lightly on the person's face, and said leisurely.

"Get out of here, Brother Biao is not here, the Chengnan Gang is still there. Dare you provoke us, you're dead! Believe it or not, I can call hundreds of people with a single phone call and throw you two into the river to feed the fish?"

The man gritted his teeth and slapped Zhao Fan's hand away, and roared viciously.

"Don't believe it!"

Zhao Fan simply lifted a stool and sat in front of him, shaking his head indifferently. It would be easy for him to deal with these little thugs, but when he left, the owner of the bun shop was afraid that he would suffer.

Now that you've done it, you have to take care of it to the end. Only by solving all the bulls, ghosts, gods and snakes behind these little gangsters can it be regarded as once and for all.

"You wait, dare to touch the people of our Chengnan Gang, Lao Tzu will soon let you know what life is better than death. ”

The fireworks rolled on the ground covered in bun crumbs, and the body was covered in colorful food scraps, as if they had been fished out of a bucket of water. After getting up, he reached out and wiped his pants a few times, took out the phone and dialed out.

As soon as Zhao Fan raised his eyes, he saw the name on the screen, Fan Yong.

With a move in his heart, he shook his head and chuckled, raised his hand and snatched the mobile phone from the fireworks, and pressed the hands-free button.

"What's the matter?"

The phone was connected, Fan Yong's impatient voice came, Zhao Fan waved his hand and slapped away the fireworks that were about to snatch the phone back, and said leisurely into the phone: "Fan Yong, how did I do the things I explained to you?"

"You, do you know Brother Yong?"

As soon as he wanted to scold, he heard Zhao Fan's faint voice, his expression moved, and he looked at him in disbelief.

"Who the fuck are you? Guo Yuming, that little bastard? Let him answer the phone!"

Fan Yong's angry voice came from the phone, and the nervous expressions of several young people instantly relaxed, and they gritted their teeth and looked at Zhao Fan again.

"Brother Yong, you quickly bring someone over to help, this kid has beaten us all!"

These guys knew that they couldn't beat Zhao Fan, and they didn't dare to grab the phone again. Anyway, now that the hands-free is on, they shout in the direction of the phone one by one.

"Brother Yong is so majestic, he forgot about me after only one night, should I come over to deepen your impression of me?"

The corners of Zhao Fan's mouth curled, and he said into the phone with a chuckle.

"Is that you?"

No matter how dull Fan Yong was, he could hear Zhao Fan's voice at this time, and his voice instantly became trembling. Even through the phone, a few young people could feel the person on the other end of the phone shuddering, and their tone had become extremely respectful.

"You?"

The expressions of several young people changed suddenly, and their reactions were also very fast, they quickly exchanged glances, and moved towards the door quietly. I didn't even bother with the unlucky guy who passed out on the ground, and I was ready to run.