Chapter 120 Call an ambulance

"If it's fake?" The short, skewful man of the five laughed, "Got a dictionary in the head, right?" ”

The yellow-haired cockscomb snorted coldly, pointed at the dwarf and scolded: "You have only one Snow White if you make up seven." Look at me, huh? As he spoke, he rubbed his hand against Huang Xiaolan's back over and over again.

At this time, Huang Xiaolan's body had begun to tremble. She wasn't worried about how fierce the yellow-haired cockscomb was, but he knew that this short and concise young man was the chairman of Longsheng Group and the son of Boss Zong's family. On the day of the establishment of Rongsheng KTV, Cui Yuan once pulled himself and instructed him to serve this master well. However, this person was not interested in himself, and afterwards, Cui Yuan also spoiled himself and made a lot of fire. This made a deep impression on him of this man.

When the five-person group appeared in front of him, she had already recognized the rich second generation called Zong Qike.

In any case, Zong Qike is half of her boss, and if she offends him here, then the job will definitely not be saved.

What's more, her younger brother Huang Xiaohua is not far behind her, for Huang Xiaolan, she must leave the tiger's mouth as soon as possible, even if she fails, she has to try again.

Thinking like this, her mood became more and more urgent, and she didn't even hear clearly that Zong Qike was suspecting the identity of the yellow-haired cockscomb head.

"I'm curious to know now." Standing beside Zong Qike, the Guozi face said, "Who made you pretend to be Li Yuanfang?" ”

The hand of the yellow-haired cockscomb shook slightly. The ruffian behind him quickly touched him a few more times, signaling him to hold his mind. But he didn't succeed in sitting down, because Huang Xiaolan, who was still stuffed into his arms just now and was as well-behaved as a cat, suddenly broke free of his hand and ran out.

At this moment, there was an angry roar behind him, although the voice was a little bookish, but he still heard the word "hands" clearly.

Just when the yellow-haired cockscomb was about to look back, Sa Yan had already flown up and kicked over the last **.

Huang Xiaolan took this opportunity and ran to Huang Xiaohua's side. The sister and brother hugged each other and cried bitterly. Zhuge Liang was in front of them, although he couldn't use the ability technique easily, but just in case, he still did it.

The ** probably didn't expect to be attacked behind them, and rushed over in annoyance. However, the driver is obviously trained as an authentic bodyguard, and the three or five people are not opponents at all. The person who rushed over with the steel pipe just now is now lying on the ground, and the steel pipe in his hand is already in Sa Yan's hand at this moment.

After Zhuge Liang saw this scene, he suddenly remembered some inappropriate things, and although he hurried to deal with the situation in front of him, he still firmly believed in his judgment.

The female man Xu Aonan is not only angry, but also unambiguous in his actions. No matter how the steel pipe and wooden stick greeted, three or five people couldn't get in, and Zhuge Liang was surprised when he saw it.

The five people who confronted the yellow-haired cockscomb just now obviously didn't know where the group of people behind them came from, but they had a common enemy, so they might as well stand in the same trench.

"Go!" The big man like a bamboo pole was the first to shout, grabbed the pirated books from the bookstall next to him, and threw them at the yellow cockscomb like darts.

Huang Mao couldn't dodge and was hit one after another. Although it was not a heavy weapon, he was obviously annoyed and angry, and yelled, "Go! ”

After a pause of two seconds, the group of small ** behind him rushed towards the opponent under the leadership of a dark-skinned strong man.

The national character face among the five people didn't say a word, and rushed forward, jumped up high, kicked on the chest of a small ruffian, but his body had no tendency to fall, so he used the chest of the little ruffian as a fulcrum, turned horizontally one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, stretched out a foot and kicked over another thug next to him, and then fell to the ground with a question. …

Not to be outdone, his shield-faced companion went up and became entangled with the dark-skinned man, fists and feet facing each other, and muffled sounds came one after another. The two couldn't hold on to each other for a while.

The yellow-haired cockscomb head rushed to the peasant who had just scolded the word "cynic" with a few people.

Zhuge Liang looked around, and the man with the demeanor of an uncle, under the frontal impact of five or six ruffians, still calmly walked to the shed next to him, grabbed an iron pillar used as a support, and pulled it violently.

only heard a commotion, and the entire shed collapsed in front of Huang Mao and a few others, so frightened that they quickly stopped their steps.

Sa Yan and Xu Aonan glanced in that direction at the same time, and their opponents were even more stunned for a long time before noticing that they had attacked again.

Only the shield face and the charcoal-black opponent only paused for half a second before continuing to fight together.

So they missed out on the best part of the show.

From the ruins of the shed, the peasant uncle effortlessly selected a steel bar of suitable length to make a weapon, and danced with his hands in the wind.

His head-on enemy, the yellow-haired cockscomb head and several of his men, were so frightened by his momentum that they took a few steps back, but they were hit in the back of the head one after another, and they fainted on the ground.

Zong Qike was worried about a brick, and waved his hand at the peasant uncle with a smile and said, "Rest and rest." ”

The uncle threw away the guy in his hand without getting enough of it.

When Zhuge Liang saw this scene, he couldn't help but praise in his heart, the imposing uncle was deterring the enemy head-on, and a small brick could solve the battle from behind. This is obviously a routine that has been put into practice, and it cannot be explained by a few sour words in the military book.

However, there was not much time left for him to admire.

After a glance, he noticed that a little ** was about to outflank him from his side and back, rushing towards Huang Xiaolan and Huang Xiaohua, and he was about to control the iron pot of a pirated book dealer to smash that person's head, but suddenly found a stunned scene, a delicate little foot stayed in his field of vision for half a second and then disappeared immediately.

"So fast." Zhuge Liang exclaimed in his heart.

But his exclamation wasn't over yet.

After that quick flash, the little ** who tried to outflank just now had already fallen to the ground with a thud.

At this moment, Zhuge Liang had to look in that direction with admiration, only to see the frightened Deng Yirui hiding behind a pile of pirated books, constantly flashing his big eyes.

Zhuge Liang smiled knowingly and didn't say anything.

At this time, the peasant uncle in the distance said to the face of the shield in the struggle: "Okay, Yuan Fang, stop playing." The face of the national character beside him, who had already solved the battle, also nodded slightly to Yuan Fang.

With a bang, the charcoal-black strong man was kicked into a pile of pirated books. The shield face, who was called Yuan Fang, said to the people around him in an extremely contemptuous tone, "Call an ambulance." ”