NO.22 TROUBLE

", what is the way these two people come from, they actually dare to face Liu Shuai head-on, so hanging!"

“666666!”

"This kid looks like a student no matter how he looks! Dare to hang Liu Shuai like this, it seems that it is either the second generation of officials or the second generation of rich! ”

"Mo Chang, don't be cowardly, I just went back!"

"I know what a mountain is called and a mountain is high today!"

……

Liu Shuai looked at the real-time barrage floating on the mobile phone screen, his face was a little gloomy, but he also knew that it was definitely not easy to make Wang Hao protect people like this, even if he wanted to come up with this breath, he couldn't make it clear, and he thought that he would wait to investigate the identity of this kid, if the family didn't have much energy, he would have to be killed, and this Wang Hao, if he had a chance, he must be killed once!

Mo Chang knew that Liu Shuai had a good face, and now he must be unhappy to be slapped in the face like this, so he patted him on the shoulder, and took the initiative to say to Wang Hao: "Brother Hao, today is the two of us reckless, let's go first, I'll go down to help you settle the money for this meal!"

Wang Hao nodded, didn't say much, the two rich second generations left directly, and Ning Zifan only then asked, "Aren't the two of them your friends?"

"Friends? Not really! Wang Hao shook his head and explained: "It's just that because we are all in a circle, we usually meet at some parties, and the relationship is like that, and we are not good friends!"

After dinner, Wang Hao was going to invite Ning Zifan to play elsewhere, but Ning Zifan refused, and at the same time persuaded him to go home and watch a few more horror movies when he had time, maybe he could save his life on the next mission, Wang Hao could only send Ning Zifan home with a promise.

When Ning Zifan returned home, of course, he was ready to hurry up and watch a few more horror movies, although it may not have much effect, but it is better than doing nothing.

He had just watched two horror movies plus some information, and before he knew it, it was more than six o'clock, and he was just about to get something to eat, when his mobile phone suddenly rang, and he picked it up and saw that it was actually a call from Yang Xing.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

He answered the phone with a little doubt, he knew that Yang Xing would not call him if he was fine, but I hoped it would not be some boring activities!

"Are you Ning Zifan?"

The familiar male duck's voice did not ring, but an unfriendly and unfamiliar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Well, who are you?"

Ning Zifan had a bad premonition, but he couldn't be sure yet.

"You kid won't forget all my voice, will you?"

This time, there was a different person's voice on the other end of the phone, the voice was somewhat familiar, and Ning Zifan quickly remembered that it was Wang Zixia, who provoked him yesterday and was later secretly dragged into the alley to cover his head and beat him violently.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

Ning Zifan asked in a flat tone, wondering if he knew that he had beaten him yesterday? Isn't that Yang Xing?

Wang Zixia on the other end of the phone suddenly roared angrily: "Don't pretend to be with Lao Tzu, I know that you are the one who beat Lao Tzu yesterday, you had better come to this alley next to the school within ten minutes, otherwise Lao Tzu will have to break the two legs of your good brother Yang Xing!"

"Well, I'll come!"

Ning Zifan was expressionless, replied in a flat tone, and hung up the phone, but the haze in his eyes clearly revealed the unpeace in his heart!

Yang Xing was one of his deepest friends in the inner room of the school, and the anger in his heart continued to boil at the thought that Yang Xing might be being beaten by a group of people now because of him!

But fortunately, the rental house he lives in is only five minutes away from the school, and soon, he will be able to let this prince Xia taste his methods!

At this time, on the other side, in the alley next to the school, Wang Zixia, who had just been hung up by Ning Zifan, angrily threw the phone directly to the ground, because his right hand was interrupted by Ning Zifan yesterday, and he was still in a plaster cast at this time.

He could only kick Yang Xing, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, and scolded angrily: "You have made a good friend, he caused trouble, you come to suffer for him, but it doesn't matter, wait a minute, he will be worse than you!"

"You...... You're dead! You have no idea how powerful Brother Fan is! ”

Yang Xingqiang, who was lying on the ground, endured the pain, gritted his teeth and said intermittently.

"Really?" Wang Zixia squatted down, put his head in front of Yang Xing, and said with a cruel smile: "Then I want to see if this Ning Zifan really has three heads and six arms, hehe, wait a minute, I will break his hands and feet in front of you!"

"Phew!" Yang Xing spit on Wang Zixia with a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood, "You are also worthy?" ”

Wang Zixia wiped the saliva on his face, and kicked Yang Xing's face with all his strength with a hideous face, Yang Xing almost fainted from this kick, and the nosebleed flowed out wildly.

Just when Wang Zixia wanted to kick a few more times to vent his anger, an angry voice came from the alley: "If you dare to move him again, I will definitely break your limbs!" Wang Zixia turned his head, and sure enough, Ning Zifan, who looked beautiful, was standing at the entrance of the alley.

"You're finally here!" Wang Zixia sneered: "Why the hell did you dare to do it to me yesterday, but you didn't even dare to come to class today, but let me find it easy!"

The situation in the alley was clear to Ning Zifan at a glance, Prince Xia, who was wearing a plaster cast and bandage, was stepping on Yang Xing, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and a dozen or so gangsters with sticks were standing aside with bad intentions, and it seemed that Wang Zixia would call them.

Ning Zifan ignored Wang Zixia's questioning, twisted his neck, and slowly walked towards the alley with an expressionless face.

"Yes, you can pretend/force me to fight to death!"

Wang Zixia gave an order, and more than a dozen thugs rushed towards Ning Zifan, Wang Zixia showed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, and he even made up the scene of Ning Zifan waiting to kneel at his feet and cry and cry for his mother to lick his shoes!

However, then, he saw a scene that made him unbelievable, only to see three thugs who were rushing to the front with wooden sticks in their hands and were knocked to the ground by Ning Zifan's three punches at the speed of light, unable to move!

At this time, a few people in the back also rushed up, and a few wooden sticks hit Ning Zifan mercilessly, and there were a few muffled sounds, but Ning Zifan didn't even frown, and it was a few random punches, it seemed that the fists that didn't make any effort hit the bodies of a few gangsters, these gangsters seemed to have been smashed with all their strength by a hammer, and there was even a punch that was more than half a meter above the ground!

If it weren't for the fact that these little gangsters were all brought by Wang Zixia himself, he would even suspect that this was making a movie, which was too fake, but in the time when he was stunned, the dozen or so gangsters had all fallen to the ground and couldn't move!