When fighting, don't start with a bunch of nonsense and then fight with a few soldiers - it turns out that it won't work. Whoever strikes first wins.

So, after Yan Murong kicked over without warning, Liangzi understood that it was better to put a few hundred cruel words than someone else's kick - damn, my stomach hurts.

The manager was stupid, Fang Shao was stupid, Zhao Xin was also stupid, but Yan Tong laughed.

This kid deserves his bad luck, even if he wants to threaten, can't he say otherwise? For example, walking at night and being careful of the car, or being careful of breaking your legs, etc. - why, why do you threaten with a belt?

Yan Murong's kick was kicking his lower abdomen, although the lower foot was not heavy, but the impact on the lower abdomen would also produce that kind of egg pain, so Liangzi remembered, but as soon as he raised his body, there was an unbearable pain in his lower abdomen, and he could only sit on the ground again after screaming in pain.

"Brother Fang, what's going on? What happened to Ryoko? At this time, three more people ran out of the private room, looking at the panicked manager and Ryoko who fell to the ground and asked suspiciously.

"Fuck, this kid dares to do anything to us." Fang Fei pointed at Yan Murong and shouted.

Without him saying anything, the three people behind him rushed towards Yan Murong - the time for performance had come.

"Bang Bang!"

Sansheng made a crisp sound, and the three guys who rushed up only felt a flower in front of them, a pain on their faces, and then they spun around in place and fell to the ground. And Yan Murong magically had an extra belt in his hand.

Ryoko sat on the ground with an aggrieved face, covering her lower abdomen with one hand and the waistband of her pants with the other.

"Smack!"

Yan Murong shook the belt in his hand, looked at the three people who were covering their faces and looked stunned, and said. "Aren't you going to whip me with a belt? Come and see who smokes whom. ”

The three of them covered their swollen faces with a blood mark, you look at me, I look at you, and I felt a grievance in my heart - big brother, isn't it good for us to say? Damn, this is obviously a fire at the city gate and the fish in the pond, and the one who said this was kicked, but he didn't say it but was hit with a belt every day.

"I—"

"Smack!"

As soon as one of them was about to speak, Yan Murong pulled another belt over, pulling what he wanted to say back into his stomach with a tooth.

"You, come here." Yan Murong saw that the three of them didn't dare to step forward, so he pointed at Fang Fei and said.

"You-don't come, I-I'm Fang Fei." Fang Fei shouted as he retreated into the private room. But in Yan Murong's opinion, this guy's behavior is really too stupid.

The private room is so big, there is not even a window, isn't this running into a dead end?

"Fang Fei? You can't even be Zhang Fei. Yan Murong said as he walked forward.

"Ouch." In a panic, Fang Fei didn't notice the road behind him at all, half of his body hit the door frame, and he fell directly.

"Smack!" The belt in Yan Murong's hand was also pumped on his face at the same time.

"Y-you dare to hit me?" Fang Fei covered his swollen face and looked at Yan Murong in disbelief. "If you dare to beat me, you are dead, my father is Fang Jiahui, you wait to die."

Yan Murong got angry after Fang Fei reported his household registration - Damn, there are still people fighting with him, didn't they see that he reported his household registration in front of dozens of media? It's so devastating.

Nowadays, young people are all real, I don't know if I look at the news every day, I know that I eat Haise and flirt with beautiful women, Yan Murong thought bitterly.

"Sir, sir, you can't fight, you really can't fight." After the manager was stunned for a long time, he hurriedly ran over, didn't care about the problem of not being able to save face, knelt down directly, hugged Yan Murong's legs, and said that he wouldn't let him move a step.

"I didn't hit you again—oh, yes, I'll hit you later." Yan Murong looked at the manager and said. "She's my student, but now she works in your shop, right? What did you just say? Give her two options? ”

"Well, now I'll give you two choices." Yan Murong raised a finger and said. "First, you let me go and let me beat him up to vent, and then I can consider not beating you."

"Second." Yan Murong raised a second finger. "I'll beat you up first and then go over and beat him, you choose."

"Sir, eldest brother, uncle, you can beat me, it's okay to beat me, but you must not beat him, he is the son of District Chief Fang." The manager just refused to let go of Yan Murong and shouted. And the waiter outside had already called the police, he just wanted to drag Yan Murong now, it was no problem to take a few beatings, but he must not let him beat Fang Fei, when the police came, Fang Fei should avenge himself on the premise of protecting him so hard, right?

"District Chief? Which community? Yan Murong asked in surprise. I've only been away from Yanjing for a few days, why do I even have a district chief in the community now? ”

"Poof—haha." Yan Tong, who was watching the excitement on the side, couldn't help but laugh. This big brother is too interesting, looking at his serious face, I don't know and think he really doesn't understand.

Zhao Xin, who was still crying just now, heard Yan Murong's words, and was also suddenly laughed by Yan Murong's words.

After laughing, she began to worry, this is the son of the district chief - since ancient times, the people have not fought with the officials, and Mr. Yan beat the son of the district chief, what can I do?

"Don't worry, even if his dad is the mayor." Yan Tong saw Zhao Xin's worried face, and patted her shoulder with a smile and comforted.

Not to mention Yan Murong, even if it is him, he can defeat Fang Fei in the sport of fighting his father.

"Bang!" The manager was kicked out by Yan Murong as soon as he lifted his leg and mounted it directly on the wall next to him. Yan Murong doesn't care what kind of district head or director or something, even if your father is the secretary general of the United Nations, he dares to forcibly force his students.

"Smack! - Makes you brainless! ”

"Smack! - Let you dare to flirt with two wives in broad daylight - beauty! ”

"Smack! - You want to whip me with a belt! ”

"Smack! - Let you be,, why don't you beg for mercy? Yan Murong asked depressedly, after fighting for a long time, this kid didn't even beg for mercy except for holding his head and screaming, which made him bored with fighting.

Just as he was about to smoke a few more times, there was a noisy sound of footsteps outside, and then, several policemen ran in quickly, and when they saw Fang Fei rolling on the ground with his head covered, and Yan Murong still holding the belt, there was a "boom" in the heads of several people. It's over, District Chief Fang's son was beaten.

"Don't move, put down your weapons, don't act rashly." After a brief loss of consciousness, a group of policemen quickly pulled out their guns and pointed at Yan Murong.