"Robbery, someone robbed"

Just as Yang Fan was walking, there was an exclamation from the front.

Then a young man was seen rushing over, still holding a knife in his hand and a bag in the other.

Behind the young man, a middle-aged woman chased after him while screaming.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way if you don't want to die"

The young man had a knife in his hand and shouted at the passers-by in front of him, not forgetting to wave the knife.

Pedestrians were frightened when they saw the young man with a knife in his hand, and they fled in all directions.

Although some people wanted to help, they immediately gave up the idea of helping when they saw the young man with a knife in his hand.

After all, everyone is still concerned about their own personal safety.

Seeing that no one helped her stop people, the middle-aged woman was so anxious that she was about to cry.

In the bag that was robbed, it was the money she used to pay the workers' wages, and if she was robbed, she didn't know how to face the workers.

When the workers make trouble, the company will have to put tremendous pressure.

"Why don't you get out of the way of Lao Tzu, if you don't want to be knifed, just get out of the way for me"

The young man ran wildly and shouted at Yang Fan who was walking in front of him, revealing a fierce and vicious look.

Yang Fan was fearless and walked calmly.

He didn't seem to want to be nosy, and he didn't mean to help.

He didn't want to dodge, but walked in diameter.

When the young man saw that Yang Fan did not dodge, he immediately thought that he was going to do something to him.

He was ruthless in his heart, and immediately clenched the knife in his hand and stabbed at Yang Fan.

"Looking for death" Yang Fan's eyes were cold and awe-inspiring, and he sneered in his heart.

A mortal who actually used a knife against him was looking for death.

The blade shimmered in the light, and a slight whistling sound struck.

Yang Fan shot out like lightning, and slashed out with one palm, directly slashing at the young man's wrist, and the knife fell instantly.

Before the young man could scream, Yang Fan slashed his knife at the young man's neck.

"Whew"

There was a scream, and the young man fell to the ground.

This blow directly made the young man lose the ability to stand up again, and he could only lie on the ground and wail.

The pedestrians on the side of the road were very surprised to see that Yang Fan had done the young man in three or two clicks.

"I'll go, I can't see how he can make a move, and the guy will fall to the ground"

"Damn, he must be a practitioner, otherwise how could there be such a means"

"Hehe, that guy is unlucky enough to meet a ruthless person"

Everyone was hotly discussed, and their eyes looked at Yang Fan with surprise.

If you can quickly put young people into a system, you will naturally be considered a practitioner and have excellent means.

"Thank you, thank you" The middle-aged woman came to Yang Fan's side and hurriedly thanked her.

"Don't thank me, it's just that this guy doesn't have long eyes," Yang Fan said lightly.

He didn't intend to help, but that guy didn't know whether he was alive or dead, so he had to do something to him, so he had to do it.

"Ah, you are Mei Li's son Yang Fan" The middle-aged woman looked at Yang Fan seriously, and then said in surprise.

Well?

Yang Fan didn't have much impression of the middle-aged woman in front of him, but when he heard her say her mother's name, he was puzzled.

"Yang Fan, don't you remember me?" The middle-aged woman hurriedly said: "Three years ago, you and your mother came to me, and your mother gave me 30,000 yuan at that time, if it wasn't for your mother's 30,000 yuan, my company would definitely go bankrupt."

After the middle-aged woman woke up like this, Yang Fan recalled a memory.

Three years ago, before Yang Fan's mother died, he and his mother passed through the source city together.

The middle-aged woman in front of her is called Zhang Mei, and she is Yang Fan's mother's best friend before her death.

Three years ago, Zhang Mei's company encountered difficulties and faced bankruptcy, but in the end, Yang Fan's mother took 30,000 yuan to come over.

With 30,000 yuan, Zhang Mei's company barely survived the predicament.

Of course, Yang Fan didn't pay much attention to this matter, and didn't pay much attention to it at the time.

"It seems that there is such a thing," Yang Fan thought for a moment and said.

"Yang Fan, we haven't seen each other for a long time since your mother died, and when you come to Yuancheng, Aunt Zhang must treat you well," Zhang Mei said with a sincere face.

Now that she has met her best friend's son, she has to treat her well.

Yang Fan didn't want to trouble, but he really couldn't resist Zhang Mei, so he had to agree to go to her house for dinner.

As for the guy who robbed, he has been taken away by the police for investigation.

"Mom, you're back" Zhang Mei took Yang Fan into the house as soon as she walked over, and a girl about eighteen years old walked over.

The girl is good-looking, dressed in beautiful and popular clothes, tall and well-developed.

The girl gives people a sense of freshness and refinement.

When she saw Yang Fan behind Zhang Mei, Zhang Qingya was stunned.

She didn't know what her mother was doing when she came back with a handsome guy?

"Xiaoya, this is Yang Fan, the son of my mother's friend Mei Li, you can call him brother" Zhang Mei said to Zhang Qingya.

Hearing that the handsome guy in front of her was the son of her mother's best friend, Zhang Qingya was a little surprised.

She often heard her mother mention a friend named Zhou Meili.

Because a person named Zhou Meili gave her mother a lot of help at the beginning, she let her mother's company get through the predicament.

Zhang Qingya was very grateful to the person named Zhou Meili in her heart.

"Brother Yang Fan" Zhang Qingya shouted sweetly.

Yang Fan showed a faint smile and did not speak.

He just wanted to finish his meal quickly and go home.

"Xiaoya, you accompany Yang Fan to chat in the living room, mom is going to cook" Zhang Mei said to Zhang Qingya, and went into the kitchen to work.

Yang Fan sat in the living room, his eyes staring at the TV, and he didn't mean to take the initiative to talk to Zhang Jingya.

And Zhang Qingya looked at Yang Fan curiously.

"Brother Yang Fan, your family must be very rich," Zhang Qingya looked at Yang Fan and asked.

At the beginning, Yang Fan's mother would give 30,000 yuan to others, so Zhang Qingya thought that she was a rich family.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "I'm alone now."

"What do you mean by being alone?" asked Zhang Qingya suspiciously.

"Because I don't have any relationship with my family anymore," Yang Fan said lightly.

Hearing that Yang Fan had disconnected from his family, Zhang Qingya was a little surprised.

"Then what are you doing now?" asked Zhang Qingya curiously.

"I'm a vagrant now, I don't have a job," Yang said.

Knowing that Yang Fan had no job, Zhang Qingya was speechless for a while.

"Don't you want to look for a job?" asked Zhang Qingya.

"I like to be idle and don't like work," Yang Fan chuckled.

Hearing this, Zhang Qingya thought in her heart that Yang Fan was going to eat his old book.

can eat the old book, maybe the family has given a lot of money Yang Fan.

After all, he is the eldest young master of a rich family, and even if he is separated from his family, he has a lot of money.

Zhang Qingya thought so in her heart.

Next, the two didn't talk much.

Zhang Qingya felt that Yang Fan was a guy with an eccentric personality, not a person who liked to talk.

When the meal is ready, everyone sits down to eat together.