No one is a fool, Yang Fan killed all sides, and no one dared to provoke anymore. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Everyone can see Yang Fan's true face clearly, and they always say that they can't do it, but in fact, they eat others to death every time.

Is this guy a gambling king, this is true for shaking the dice, and the same is true for wrenching the wrist.

No one is stupid enough to engage in idiom solitaire with him, and seeing this guy smiling badly, no one will take the initiative to stretch his face over and let him fan him.

The charming-eyed girl who was the referee when she wrestled her wrist just now saw that there was some coldness in the box, so she quickly stood up and said, "Don't sit stupidly, let's go to the hall and dance for a while?" ”

"Okay."

"Okay."

"Yes, yes!"

……

Everyone agreed, the atmosphere in the box was really depressing, and everyone wanted to go out and relax.

So, a large crowd came to the hall dance floor.

The loud music was deafening, and you had to shout it into your ears to hear what was being said, and the atmosphere swept away the dreary mood of the crowd, and the mood of everyone was excited along with the men and women on the dance floor.

Yang Fan was pulled into a corner by Han Xue, and the other boys and girls also scattered in groups with their respective companions.

Yang Fan couldn't dance, like a telephone pole, straight and motionless there.

Han Xue didn't seem to be very good at dancing, looking at the men and women dancing around the dance floor, and looking at Yang Fan who looked like a telephone pole, she didn't know what to do.

"Why don't you jump?" The girl jumped over and asked strangely when she saw that the two of them were so different.

"Jump." Yang Fan said: "I'll go back to the box." ”

It's a big loss, in order to eat Xiao Nizi's 10 catties of ginseng, I have spent so much effort, I am hungry, and there seems to be food in the box, so I will go back to cushion my stomach first.

Seeing that Yang Fan was going back to the box, the eyes of the charming female student lit up, as if she saw her opportunity coming: "Okay, Xiaoxue, you play first, I'll take Teacher Yang there." ”

Han Xue said that he wouldn't let Yang Fan go back, the big pervert didn't taste it very well, but he couldn't let him put his classmate Huo Huo.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion on the dance floor.

Yang Fan didn't want to be nosy, he was still hungry, but Han Xue glanced at him curiously, and hurriedly beckoned Yang Fan to come over, it turned out that one of the conflicting parties in the crowd turned out to be Han Xue's classmate.

"We're going to help too." Han Xue shouted loudly and pulled Yang Fan into the crowd.

Seeing that there was a conflict on the dance floor, DJ turned off the stereo.

"What's going on?" People who don't know the truth ask questions one after another.

One of Han Xue's female classmates pointed to a yellow hair on the opposite side and said angrily, "He touched my ......." ”

"Chick, talk about evidence, when did I touch you? Where are you touching? I'm going to sue you for slander. Huang Mao said with a smile.

"I also said you touched me, did you all see it?" Huang Mao turned around and asked his group of younger brothers.

"See, it was this chick who touched Brother Qiang's buttocks, and touched it several times!" A group of thugs shouted and shouted.

Huang Mao is wearing a fancy T-shirt, his bare arms are covered in tattoos, and behind him are a bunch of gangsters in fancy clothes, and he knows that he is not a good person.

"You ...... Rogue. The girl's eyes were red, and she pointed at Huang Mao and scolded.

Huang Mao laughed: "Haha, how can you tell that your brother is a hooligan?" Didn't you say, men don't hooligans, women don't go to bed, haha, hahahaha......"

A group of gangsters laughed and leaned back: "Brother Qiang said it well, we are hooligans, I am a hooligan, who am I afraid of, I am a hooligan and I am proud!" ”

……

"You've gone too far." Lao Qu pointed at the yellow-haired gangsters and shouted. "What kind of ability is it to bully a girl?"

"That is, he must be made to apologize...... Otherwise, pluck out his yellow hair......"

"Call the police, we call the police......"

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The high school students who have just graduated are all of the age of strong blood and strength, and they have not seen much cruelty in society, and they have accused Huang Mao and others.

"Apologize? Why apologize? It was she who touched me, and she apologized to me if I wanted to apologize! Huang Mao smiled very obscenely, and his words were so angry that he couldn't pay for his life.

"If you have the ability, call the police, if you don't report it, I still want to report it, let the police evaluate it, where is there anyone who wants me to apologize for being touched on the ass?"

……

"Mada, them!"

The boys' blood was surging, and they squeezed forward one by one.

Click!

The crisp sound of glass shattering was heard.

The old man who rushed to the front was hit on the head, and the blood immediately came down.

I saw a red-haired thug carrying a half-cut beer bottle that had just been smashed on Lao Qu's head, and shouted arrogantly: "Who is coming over, uncle pokes him in a transparent hole!" ”

The boys stepped back.

The blood is your own, and your life is also your own, and if it is gone, you will not be able to find it.

Where are these simple-minded middle school students with pitiful social experience who are opponents of a group of gangsters who often fight?

"What? Scared? Brother Qiang laughed arrogantly: "You are small? Forced cubs, I don't go out to inquire about the prestige of my biker party strong brother, I'm really impatient! ”

As soon as they heard the word biker, the boys almost wilted, and Lei Meng, who was standing in the middle and looked like a camel, also squatted down a little bit to make himself look less obvious, so as not to become a live target for the other party.

"Who told me to apologize? And said you want to pull out my hair? Huang Maoqiang asked.

Everyone was silent.

"Who is it? Stand up for Lao Tzu! Huang Maoqiang roared suddenly: "No one admits it, it doesn't matter if no one admits it, then all of them will kneel down and kowtow to Lao Tzu three times, and each of them will slap themselves twice, and finally let Lao Tzu pick a few more girls." ”

Students, you look at me, I look at you, angry and scared, they want to resist, but the bikers are too famous, and no one dares to joke with their own lives and the safety of their families.

"me over!" The red-haired man carrying half of the beer bottle shouted arrogantly: "Are you paralyzed and deaf? You didn't hear what Brother Qiang said? ”

"Don't go too far!" Lao Qu covered his head and struggled to get up from the ground, although it hurt and was afraid, he still stood up hard.

"Yes, we must not kneel!"

"If there's a kind...... Just kill us! ”

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"Shout, what a kind!" The red hair smiled fiercely and stepped forward: "It seems that you haven't seen blood, so today Lao Tzu will let you know why the flowers are so red!" ”

"Ah...... You...... Don't come here! ”

The girls screamed one after another, some girls wanted to run, but there were people around, and there were many guys who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, they stretched out their hands to stop them, and the girls couldn't walk if they wanted to.

"Are you looking for me?" Yang Fan took a step forward and stood in front of Hongmao with a grin.

"Who are you?" Redfur took a step back, his instincts telling him that this guy with a cheap smile seemed to have some doorway.

"I'm the one who wants to pluck the yellow hair and strengthen the hair, and I was the one who made you apologize just now." Yang Fan stepped forward, patted Huang Maoqiang's shoulder, and said jokingly: "Brother Qiang, have you forgotten what happened at the door of the pharmacy a few days ago?" You still owe me tens of thousands of compensation, did you bring money today? ”

"It's you?!" Huang Maoqiang took a step back, he was beaten by Yang Fan at the door of the pharmacy and confiscated the small leader of the biker party in Daharley.

Last time, Yang Fan wore a copycat Adidas, and today he wore an Armani suit, so Huang Maoqiang didn't recognize him at first, Yang Fan's reminder, he immediately remembered, why did he meet this evil star here?

"Give it all to me, waste this guy!" Huang Maoqiang quickly retreated to the crowd and beckoned the gangsters behind him to come together, you can fight, but there are more than a dozen of us, see how many you can fight?

"Wait, get out of the way!" Just as the battle was about to break out, a young voice came from behind the crowd, and although it was not a loud voice, the group of thugs gave way to the sides with a hula as if they had heard a holy decree.