As soon as the car stopped, seven or eight people rushed up from both sides. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info holding steel bars and iron rods in their hands. Surrounded by a sports car in the middle, with a menacing look on his face.

A yellow-haired young man stepped forward, held up the steel pipe in his hand, and shouted: "Listen, people in the car! You have been surrounded! Now lay down your arms and surrender quickly!"

The bald head covered his face, and shot at Huang Mao's buttocks, kicking Huang Mao and almost falling to the ground. Are you a robber or a policeman?

"Fuck off!"

Huang Mao hurriedly made way for the bald head.

The bald head touched the bald head, took a few steps forward, and said loudly: "Hand over the eggs!"

The second brother Wang was cold in his crotch, and screamed strangely: "Hold the grass! Nima's robbers are now starting to grab eggs? What use do you want this thing for? Can this thing still be barbecued? Do you think it's a sheep egg?"

Baldness: "......"

Yang Yan: "......"

Everyone: "......"

The bald man shook the steel bar in his hand and threatened: "Don't be sloppy with me! What about that huge egg? I just want it, I don't want to hurt anyone! If you know it, hand it over! Otherwise, ......."

Behind him, a group of dogs raised their weapons in cooperation and let out a cruel laugh.

Another dog leg barked loudly, "If I grind again, I will break your three legs, so that you know that you know the pain of the boss!"

Bald: "......!!"

The little brothers silently gave a thumbs up!

Yang Yan squeezed his hands and sneered: "The robbery has been robbed to Lao Tzu's head, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

"Don't cry if you don't see the coffin!"

Behind the bald man, a killer Matt saw that Yang Yan was not cooperative, and wanted to try to resist. Immediately, he picked up the iron rod in his hand and hit Yang Yan's arm.

This stick is so powerful that if it hits a person, it will definitely break tendons and fractures.

It's a pity that Yang Yan's flesh is harder than iron, and his bones are stronger than steel.

Second Brother Wang was in a hurry when he saw this scene, and wanted to pounce, but he was a step too slow.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the brutal look on Kill Matt's face stiffened. There was no imaginary Yang Yan who fell to the ground and wailed, kneeling down and begging for mercy. There was only a slender hand, which gently held the iron rod.

That hand was as white as jade, as if there was a shining treasure light blooming. The five fingers are slender, and they look a little fragile against the backdrop of the iron bar. But it was this hand that grabbed the iron rod to death.

"Grip, grip the grass......"

Second Brother Wang's steps stiffened, and he looked at Yang Yan in disbelief. Pick up the iron rod with your bare hands.

Huang Mao was also stunned, looked at the hollow steel pipe in his hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and took a few steps back. Don't dare to step forward to provoke anymore.

Baldness is also a constriction of the pupils.

Yang Yan smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. With a slight force on his hand, he saw that the iron rod was grabbed fiercely, and five clear finger marks appeared.

Kill Matt was so frightened that he fell to the ground and slipped backwards with all his might, for fear that Yang Yan would punch him on the brain. This strange force, smashed on the head, is like a hammer hitting a watermelon. As soon as the punch went down, the red and white ones all came out.

Yang Yan used both hands to twist the iron rod into a twist. I lost it, and I don't know where it flew. His eyes swept over the surrounding gangsters, and the people who were seen by Yang Yan's eyes unconsciously hid their weapons behind them.

"Guys, this tree is in the way! I wonder if you can help move it away?"

A group of people all looked at the bald head, and invisibly sold the bald head.

Obviously, this is our boss, and he has the final say on everything! It was his idea to put trees to block the road and surround you! We are an errand runner!

Yang Yan looked at the bald man, waiting for him to answer. The bald head was sweating vigorously, obviously a little panicked. At this moment, his heart is already fried, is this Nima still human?

Yang Yan smiled cruelly: "Do you have any last words?"

The bald man laughed dryly and said, "Brother has to be forgiving and forgiving, and we will see each other in the future! Let's leave, is it good that the well water does not interfere with the river water?"

Second Brother Wang also came back to his senses, hugged his shoulders at this moment, and said, "Come if you want, leave if you want." If you commit a crime, you don't want to be responsible? Are you two brothers standing on the street?

Yang Yan: "......"

You've got your brain pierced, right?

The bald man cautiously said, "Then we will give money?"

Yang Yan: "......"

Do you really think Lao Tzu is a street girl?

Yang Yan didn't want to talk to the other party anymore, and he didn't want to talk to his pig teammates.

The bald group of people had great eyesight and immediately carried away the tree in the middle of the road. Then seven or eight people stood in a row respectfully, one by one with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Baldness is the same thing. If it's in a crowded place, it's not like that's bald. But this place is in the middle of nowhere......

The sports car starts and disappears into the distance with smoke and dust.

Huang Mao wiped his sweat, and his legs didn't tremble, he was afraid that Yang Yan would hold a grudge and trouble him just now. If that punch comes down, I'll be obedient......

"Brother Long, what should we do? Do you still rob him? I don't think we can afford to mess with him, otherwise let's coax him......"

Syllable!

"Fuck off!

The bald man has a gloomy face, as if he can drip water. A slap slapped Huang Mao on his head. At this point he was like a bomb about to explode, full of instability.

The group turned around and walked towards Baozhen, and Huang Mao quickly got up, not daring to say a word. Walking at the back, his face was cloudy, and he finally glanced at the bald man with resentment, and hid all his emotions.

Helping Second Brother Wang send things home, Yang Yan refused the invitation of the royal father. For Second Brother Wang, Yang Yan just wants to stay away from him now......

After returning home, Yang Yan pounced, fell on the bed, and said that he couldn't get up anymore. Father Yang grabbed him by the neck and threw him out.

"Hurry up and get things in!"

Yang Yan's face was full of reluctance, and he muttered: "You can't move it yourself? Look at you, you're too lazy, the beer belly has come out in the past two days! If a man is lazy like you and can't take on the responsibilities of the family, how can he take care of the family?"

It's useless to say anything, who makes one a son and the other a father!

Things moved in, and Yang Yan looked at the giant egg a little stunned. What should I do with this thing?

Mother Yang was also a little stunned when she saw the giant egg.

"This thing...... What the hell is it doing? Egg fried rice?"

Yang Yan hurriedly picked up the giant egg and joked! What about 100,000 yuan! Do you think I'm the second brother Wang's loser! A meal pot stewed hundreds of thousands.

Father Yang took a magnifying glass and pretended to be an old Chinese medicine doctor. Phew! pretended to be an old professor. As he watched, he nodded his head and muttered, "What an egg!"

Mother Yang squinted at him with her eyes, and the old lady couldn't understand what it was, but could you understand it? Just kidding! Why don't you go to heaven! With some disbelief, she asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Father Yang looked unfathomable and said, "Don't say, don't say!"

Yang Yan ruthlessly exposed it and said: "If my father knows what kind of egg this is, I will follow my mother's surname!"

Father Yang: "......"

Mother Yang: "Okay, okay!"

Ahri shook his head after seeing the Dome, unable to see what it was. However, Ahri cultivated higher, and she could see that there was no life in this egg. It's a dead egg that can't hatch.

Yang Yan felt that it was a pity, maybe he could hatch a dragon, but it was a pity that he was a dead egg.

He threw the eggs to the butler and told him to make a pot of custard at noon. Instead of wasting, it is better to use waste and replenish the body. The essence in the egg was so abundant that even Ahri was shocked.

If you eat such an egg, you can save a year of cultivation!

Back in the bedroom, Yang Yan casually sent two red envelopes. It's a daily must-do for him, and there's too much experience to level up. Yang Yan can only rely on accumulation.

"It seems that I haven't been to Heaven for a long time to send red envelopes, so let's go to Heaven to send a few more red envelopes!"

Yang Yan clicked on the WeChat of the kitchen god......