"If you dare to run away, I don't have to do it. I think Fan Yong shouldn't mind breaking your legs for me!"

Zhao Fan's cold voice came, and several fireworks burned their bodies and stood there with an awkward expression.

"Master Zhao, Guo Yuming and the other little bastards moved to your head? Wait for a while, I will arrive soon, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation! I, Fan Yong, dare to offend Master Zhao, I, will definitely make these little bastards regret beating my mother and crawling out of the womb."

The phone kept going, and Fan Yong naturally heard the movement here, and he felt panicked and shouted anxiously on the other end of the phone. Yu Zucheng was still there when Zhao Fan left yesterday, and it was easy for Fan Yong to ask his name.

"Master Zhao?"

When he heard Fan Yong's words on the phone, the fireworks that had already had a premonition turned pale quickly. Before the two guys who were rolling and crawling into the house stood firm, their legs became weak, and they knelt in front of Zhao Fan with several other guys with weak legs.

You should know that if Jiang Dabiao had not been arrested, the gangsters would not even have the qualifications to talk to Fan Yong. Now, Fan Yong, who was unattainable in their minds, called Zhao Fan Master Zhao, and even more viciously claimed that he would mention this "Zhao Master" to deal with them. They were all scared to death.

"Okay, you don't have to come over. Ask them yourself what happened. Just give me a satisfactory explanation, and I'm not in the mood to make things difficult for them."

Zhao Fan was too lazy to talk to Fan Yong anymore, so he threw the phone to the leading young man. He took a tissue and wiped his hands, turned around and went outside the shop. He could still hear Fan Yong roaring loudly at several fireworks on the phone.

"Don't worry, they won't dare to cause trouble again in the future!"

Seeing the owner of the bun shop with a complicated expression, Zhao Fan smiled slightly and comforted her softly.

"Yes, yes, thank you Mr. Zhao!"

The owner of the bun shop took a step back with fear, and the tears in his eyes were not dry, and he respectfully accompanied his smiling face.

Zhao Fan was stunned. He knew that the two of them had misunderstood and thought that he and Fan Yong were in the same group. He smiled slightly, but without explanation, and walked to Zheng Yingjie, who was also in a complicated expression.

"Fanzi, if you are poor, you will be poor. We are still young and have time to work hard. Once some things are done, we can't turn back?"

Zheng Yingjie, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, looked at Zhao Fan and said seriously.

"Zheng Yingjie, you're so addicted to it, right? I look like a bad person, right?"

Zhao Fan slapped Zheng Yingjie in the head with a angrily face and briefly said what happened last night with a dark face, so as not to let the boy be suspicious all day long.

When he heard Zhao Fan say that he fucked 10 or 20 by himself, the fat man's eyes lit up instantly. His little eyes lit up at Zhao Fan with his small eyes lit up, looking like he was eager to speak but stopped.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? Just say the words of worship loudly. Maybe I'm in a good mood and can teach you a trick!"

Zhao Fan looked at the fat man with some inexplicable gaze.

"Really? When I was studying, I heard that you were learning kung fu with your master, and I knew that you were very good at fighting. I didn't expect that you were practicing so high-end kung fu. I knew that you are still loyal and just teach me two tricks. You don't need to be too powerful. A gangster like this can beat ten or eight!"

The fat man looked at Zhao Fan with an excited expression, his face full of anticipation.

"You'd better lose weight first. It's hard to bend over. There are still ten or eight. It's good to win one. Apart from winning by tonnage, I can't see what talent you have."

Zhao Fan glanced at a wall like a fat man, shook his head and said.

"Hey, don't bring such a bad person. I have a fat man named Jinbao in the movie. Isn't he good at fighting? It's okay if you don't want to teach me, don't you just say a few words to you? Still holding a grudge?"

The fat man muttered dissatisfiedly, full of resentment.

"Don't believe it? Then I will teach you a trick. If you can learn it, I will teach you whatever you want. Do you think it's okay?"

Zhao Fan looked up and saw the young people who had made the phone call, pulling the owner of the bun shop with a smile on his face and talking to the fat man with a smile.

"Really? It's not that it was deliberately making things difficult for me to make things difficult for me?"

The fat man looked excited, then asked with a vigilant look.

"Okay, I won't make things difficult for you, I will teach you a very simple defensive counterattack move!"

Zhao Fan gave him a blank look, walked behind him and reached out to hug him.

"Now I am your opponent, holding you from behind."

"You can bend down, reach out and grab my ankle from under your crotch, and then sit back. With your weight, you should be able to crippled your opponent easily, try it!"

Zhao Fan's arms were already long enough, but he felt that he was only holding half of the fat man's waist. He quickly talked about the key points of the movement, and the fat man bent down with excitement.

Well……

This scene is too evil, and Gu Ziyan dared not watch it...

"No, no, Fanzi, I agreed not to do difficult movements. Do you think I can bend down?"

With the fat man's big belly that could not see his toes, it was difficult to bend over, let alone stretch his hand out from his crotch to grab Zhao Fan's hand. After a few simple trials, he was already sweating and soon started to yell in dissatisfaction.

"You can't even do this, so I'll tell you a few tricks? Do you think I'm a god?"

Zhao Fan let go of the fat man and said with his hands spread out.

"No, let's change another move. Aren't you a master? Isn't it enough to tailor one move based on my situation?"

The fat man was not discouraged and insisted on demanding.

"Okay, now I will hug you from behind. You can hit my face with the back of your head, preferably on your nose. A person's nose is very afraid of pain, and once you are hit, you can also break free."

Zhao Fan hugged the fat man from behind again and taught him seriously.

"Hehe!"

Looking at the two guys with strange scenes, Gu Ziyan, who was beside her, finally couldn't help laughing. The fat man leaned back hard, and three or four fleshy wrinkles appeared layer by layer on the back of his neck, so anxious that he was sweating. Where could he bump into someone?

"I can't hit you in my head, what should I do now?"

The fat man shouted anxiously.

"Use your mouth!"

Zhao Fan said with a dark face and said angrily.

"Bite? What kind of move do you think? Do I still need to learn this trick from you?"

The fat man turned his head and looked at Zhao Fan who let go of him, and shouted in dissatisfaction.

"I'm asking you to scold me with your mouth, see if I can scold me to death!"

As soon as Zhao Fan said something, Gu Ziyan, who was standing beside him, had already started to laugh. Especially now, the fat man who looked aggrieved, Gu Ziyan couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw him, and finally she burst into tears.

"Master Zhao, we have given all the money we have given to Mr. Liu, and the uncle and aunt have accepted our apology."

"Brother Yong said that unless you nodded and let us go, you will break our hands and feet. If you have a lot of them, don't be as knowledgeable as us little people. Please be proud of yourself!"

"Master Zhao, you have a lot of them, let us go! We must reform ourselves, not throw garbage at random, and do not spit anywhere. When you see the old man crossing the road, you will hurry over and help..."

"Master Zhao, we have no choice. There are old people and young people. We can't do business, so we can only pay some health security fees on the street to maintain our lives..." If we hadn't seen these guys kneeling in front of him and crying, Zhao Fan would have thought these guys were mocking or making fun of them.

After squinting, I saw a few guys lying on the ground, talking intermittently, and from time to time I had to look at the phones hidden in my hands. After a casual look, I found that all the guys had drafts on their phones. When I couldn't continue, I looked at the phones and then read a few words...

Thank you so much for these ignorant guys. In just a short time, I found so many lines of admitting their conscience and begging for mercy on the Internet. I read it for more than ten minutes, but I didn’t have the same repetition at all.

Zhao Fan waved his hand angrily and amusedly and said, "Get out, let me encounter you doing this kind of thing again, be careful of your skin!"

"Yes, yes, thank you Mr. Zhao!"

The weak guys just now were instantly full of energy and bounced up from the ground. The few people worked together to half-drag the guy who was still "unconscious" and ran away as if his butt was on fire.

"I can't eat buns anymore. Is there anything delicious nearby?"

With Fatty, the gourmet here, Zhao Fan didn't have to worry about not being able to find a place to eat. He asked, looking at him, who still looked resentful.

"That big bowl of noodles is pretty good, it has a lot of portions, good taste, and fast speed!"

There are snacks all over the street here, and there are no decent restaurants. The fat man looked up and pointed to a red door across the road.

All the people were hungry, and the Sichuan-style spicy beef noodles were particularly appetizing. Zhao Fan ate a bowl of noodles very happily. Although Gu Ziyan ate delicately, all the noodles were finished. The fat man even ordered two bowls when he ordered. In Gu Ziyan's stunned expression, he even drank the soup cleanly.

"What's next?"

After eating the noodles, the fat man had no intention of leaving at all, and asked while picking his teeth.

"You won't go back to guard the store?"

Zhao Fan looked at the fat man's expression and naturally knew that the kid was still worried about him and was about to stay as a light bulb. He shook his head with some amusement and asked while getting up.

"My dad rested today and sat in the store for most of the day, but he didn't stop talking. Anyway, I was not comfortable staying with him, so I just followed you in the afternoon."

The fat man took out his cell phone and sent a message, shook his cell phone, and looked at Zhao Fan with some smugness and provocation.

"Let's go, you two happened to help me with the staff. You just bought a house and prepared to let my parents move in. You are planning to go over and see what you need to buy."

Zhao Fan had nothing to do with Gu Ziyan, and was not afraid of fat people following him. He laughed and caught both of them and walked towards the parking lot.

"Are you really planning to get married? Is the day settled?"

The fat man looked a little excited, and it was obvious that he was sincerely happy.

"Where are you going to be with me? Last time I was having fun with you, Shiqi and I are not even a boyfriend or girlfriend now, and we can't talk about marriage."

Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, then waved his head, shook some of his thoughts in his heart, and said with a smile.

"Hmph, with a beautiful girl here, I don't even dare to admit that I have a girlfriend, and I'm saying that you have no bad intentions? Believe it or not, I'll call Shiqi immediately, and see if you dare to deny it."

The fat man glanced at him, took out his cell phone and threatened.

"Who is Shiqi?"

Gu Ziyan asked curiously when she heard that they were always mentioning this name.

"A man, female man!"

"His girlfriend!"

Zhao Fan and Fatty spoke almost at the same time, but the answers they said were different. Gu Ziyan smiled with her lips and looked at Zhao Fan with her beautiful eyes.
Chapter completed!