Pretending to be cool for a while, the crematorium in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the purple-haired man's words fell, a ruthless punch hit him in the face!

The purple-haired man's nosebleed spurted wildly, then staggered back a few steps, fell to the ground, covered his nose and screamed in pain.

"Originally, I saw that you little children were too young, and I didn't intend to embarrass you, but my mouth is so stinky, then I have to educate you." Wang Xiaoan said coldly.

Long Bo on the side took out a tissue from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Wang Xiaoan.

Wang Xiaoan wiped the blood from his fist, and then threw the paper ball into the purple-haired man's mouth accurately, which also made his pig-like howl stop.

"We're in a hurry, we don't have time to go through the claim procedure with you, so we can compensate us for the repair fee quickly! Otherwise, I'll pull off your purple hair for you one by one! Wang Xiaoan said to the purple-haired man.

The purple-haired man staggered up, still arrogantly scolding: "Grass! You kid don't want to live anymore? Dare to do it with Lao Tzu? How awesome are you when you really drive a broken Mercedes-Benz? Look at your broken car, it's purely an antique of more than ten years, and it's probably not as expensive as my motorcycle! Let me pay you for the cost of repairing your car? You give me Lao Tzu's baby motorcycle first! ”

The two young girls who were with the purple-haired man, and a boy with glasses, saw that the purple-haired man was so tough, and they also surrounded him, clamoring for Wang Xiaoan to pay for their motorcycle first.

"Fifty thousand motorcycles! And the medical expenses of 50,000 yuan that you punched me just now! A total of 100,000! I advise you to be interesting! Our boss is Brother Yonghai! If you don't pay, I'll call him right away! The purple-haired man covered his nose with one hand, grabbed Wang Xiaoan's collar with the other, and said angrily.

"Oh? Brother Yonghai? Which green onion is it? Wang Xiaoan asked with interest.

The female sister with dyed blonde hair sneered, saying that Wang Xiaoan didn't even know about Brother Yonghai!

"Chenghai City's handle! The boss of the Chenghai Chariot Gang! If you dare to mess with him! He's killing your whole family in no time! The blonde sister said.

Another red-lipped sister with bangs in a suspender shirt added: "Do you know the most awesome Fenglin Group in Nancheng? Now they're all going bankrupt! Just because we were jumping in the bar once, when their boss lit a cigarette for our brother Yonghai, there was no wind! Brother Yonghai let people collapse the Fenglin Group! They also sent someone to kill their boss! I advise you to pay us obediently, don't wait for us to invite Brother Yonghai to deal with you! ”

Wang Xiaoan's eyes widened, and then he almost burst out laughing.

That's a real cow pie!

Chen Feng, a person of a lot of age, goes to a bar to jump? Lighting a cigarette for a thug?

This picture is funny when you think about it.

"Okay, this is what you said, Chen Feng was killed by your Brother Yonghai!" Wang Xiaoan took out his mobile phone and was about to call Chen Tianxiao.

Maybe Chen Tianxiao made a mistake! Chen Feng's death was not committed by Zhong Gongming, but Brother Yonghai in the mouths of this group of children.

Then give him a chance to take revenge!

Seeing that Wang Xiaoan was about to call, the purple-haired man hurriedly covered the mouth of the red-lipped sister and said, "You don't want to call the police, do you?" Other! Those are all rumors! The death of the boss of Fenglin Group has nothing to do with Brother Yonghai! This stupid woman is talking nonsense! ”

"But even so, Brother Yonghai is also a character you can't afford to mess with! Mali's money! Otherwise, the people of our Chenghai Chariot Gang will arrive immediately! The blonde lady said.

"Then call them here, and I will educate you with love." Wang Xiaoan said.

"Good! There is a kind of kid! I'll see how you kneel before us and beg for mercy! The purple-haired man still grabbed Wang Xiaoan's collar with one hand, and took out his mobile phone with the other hand to make a call.

Lombard's big pincer-like hand immediately reached over and grabbed the slender wrist of the purple-haired man.

Click!

The purple-haired man let out a pig-killing howl again.

"Grass! You're screwed! There's a kind of don't go! Wait for me! The purple-haired man shook his dislocated wrist and dialed the phone with grinning teeth.

In less than three minutes, there was a deafening sound at the corner of the street, as well as the glare of many high beams.

Immediately, dozens of motorcycles roared in, surrounding Wang Xiaoan and Long Bo in the middle.

"Grass! This group of mentally retarded street bikers! Damn, I'm going to have to mend my life with these bastards today! Wang Xiaoan thought resentfully.

Some time ago, because he was full of worries, Wang Xiaoan often had insomnia, and sometimes it was not easy to fall asleep in the middle of the night, and he was suddenly woken up by an engine roar outside the window, and that feeling made him want to smash the wall with his fist!

Although I don't know if the group of drag racing parties who quarreled with me is the group in front of me.

But as long as it's a late-night street drag racing party, you can't let go of any of them, and it's over!

"Brother Yonghai! It's this old and young who don't have long eyes! I've got your name on it! They still dare to do it with me! It's clear that I don't take you seriously! The purple-haired man shouted.

A little blind rogue with the nose of the plane and riding a red motorcycle stopped the motorcycle and slowly walked towards Wang Xiaoan and Long Bo.

On his motorcycle, there were also two young girls carrying, and when they saw him get out of the car, they also hurriedly chased him, holding his arms left and right, and his face was full of the pride of the big brother in society.

Brother Yonghai walked up to Wang Xiaoan, looked up at him with his chin, and asked in a dragging tone: "Brother, where are you messing up?" I heard that you beat my little brother and refused to give me face, very arrogant! ”

"Which green onion are you? Why should I give you face? Wang Xiaoan sneered.

Brother Yonghai's brows tightened suddenly.

"So what do you mean, do you want to touch it?"

Then, Brother Yonghai turned around and shook the head of his plane at his younger brothers.

Those little brothers immediately took off the steel pipe and iron edge tied to the back seat of the motorcycle, as well as the bladeless knife, and surrounded Wang Xiaoan and Long Bo with a fierce momentum.

Brother Yonghai took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, and the sister next to him hurriedly took out a lighter and lit it for him.

"Heh, you've been entangled with my little brother for so long, and you haven't called anyone! I guess it's a poor widow who has no friends willing to help you! Then I don't have to give you time to shake people! Look, you can deal with so many of my brothers alone, can't you? Brother Yonghai pointed at Wang Xiaoan's face and spewed out a puff of smoke with bad breath.