Lin Ge left the police station with Qiang and went straight to Panjiayuan. Kevin Mathew was there to talk to Ma San-er about his situation. Because Xu Yun had repeatedly emphasized to Ma San-er that Kevin Mathew was his good friend and VIP, Ma San-er naturally did not dare to neglect him. Although Kevin Mathew asked him to find someone from the older generation, and he had no clue at all, he still agreed.
Xu Yun finally rushed back at midnight. Mirou Xuan was too enthusiastic and kept asking him to stay a little longer, but it was too late, and Xu Yun felt that it was really inconvenient, so he got up and wanted to leave. Mirou Xuan also insisted on sending Xu Yun to the car.
In addition to thanking Xu Yun for helping her last time, she also thanked Xu Yun for helping her this time. Fu Yingdong was her middle school classmate. When they were in middle school, he chased after her like crazy, but she never agreed. She thought that after entering university, their relationship would fade. However, every year after the middle school reunion during the holidays, Fu Yingdong would pester her for a while.
It was the same today, and he pestered her all the way to her neighborhood. Mirou Xuan did not know what to do. And this time, Fu Yingdong was probably much bolder than before, and he even touched her a little, which made her feel even more disgusted. Just as she was thinking about how to get rid of him, Xu Yun appeared again like a god descending from the heavens.
Xu Yun helped the helpless Mirou Xuan get out of trouble again and again. How could Mirou Xuan not be moved and surprised? Was this not a special kind of fate? Yes, it was a kind of fate! Mirou Xuan quickly confirmed her thoughts. If it wasn't fate, why didn't other men appear to help her out of her predicament?
Why did it have to be Xu Yun every time? Why did Xu Yun always appear when she needed help the most? If this was not fate, then there was nothing in this world that could be considered fate.
It was as if Mirou Xuan had been shot by Cupid, the God of Love. She had fallen in love with him without even realizing it.
After Xu Yun's car left the neighborhood, Mirou Xuan lowered her head in disappointment and returned home. She didn't notice that after Xu Yun's car left, an inconspicuous black car followed closely behind.
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When Xu Yun arrived at Ma San-er's shop in Panjiayuan, the first thing he said when he pushed open the door was not to ask about Qiang, but to Ma San-er, "You don't have anything valuable here, do you? I'm worried that someone will come looking for trouble. "
"What do you mean?" Ma San-er was startled. In the vicinity of Panjiayuan, no one dared to make a move on him, Ma San-er.
Without waiting for Xu Yun's explanation, a few angry young men pushed open the door and entered! The leader was Fu Yingdong, whose face was swollen after being slapped by Xu Yun. How could he take this lying down? After being slapped by Xu Yun, he had been lurking at the entrance of the neighborhood, waiting. He had also contacted a few good friends, all of whom were good fighters in high school. Now, they were all gangsters.
With his gangster friends cheering him on, Fu Yingdong felt a lot more at ease.
"Your legs aren't long, but you're pretty fast." Xu Yun could not be bothered with them. He sat comfortably on the sofa. With Lin Ge and Qiang around, he did not need to make a move. Furthermore, this was Ma San-er's territory. Ma San-er would naturally protect his territory.
Fu Yingdong brought his gangster friends in and was a little dumbfounded. He did not expect that there would be so many people on the other side. Originally, he had planned to beat them up as a group, but after calculating the number of people, there was enough for a one on one fight.
"You dare to hit my brother? I think you're tired of living. Today, I'll teach you a lesson!" One of Fu Yingdong's gangster brothers scolded. He took off his shirt, revealing a body full of colorful tattoos. He looked very fierce.
"If you want to make a move, then get out! Be careful in here!! " Ma San-er's nerves immediately tensed up. Beside this tattooed grandson was a Qing Dynasty vase worth more than 100,000 yuan! Although it was not considered an expensive collection, Ma San-er liked it very much. This was because it was said that this vase was once used by Zhu Ge.
What people feared would always happen. Ma San-er was afraid that this grandson would hurt his precious vase. But this grandson picked up his precious vase and smashed it on the ground! This smash was a declaration of war.
"F * ck your grandfather!" Ma San 'er hadn't fought for so many years. Seeing that his vase was smashed, he directly rushed up like a hungry tiger. He pushed the guy with dragon and tiger tattoos to the ground and punched him in the face like raindrops.
What the f * ck … Xu Yun hissed. Ma San-er's reaction was a bit too much. Wasn't it just a vase? His shop did not lack anything. Why was he acting like his urn was smashed? Was there a need to be so ruthless?
After more than a dozen punches, the tattooed youth who was arrogant and despotic a few seconds ago was directly crippled. His originally thin face was directly swollen like a pig's head …
Ma San 'er's crazy move directly scared the other "gangsters". It wasn't that they hadn't fought before, but they had never seen such a fierce fight. The hatred was as deep as the hatred of killing one's father.
The soft ones were afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones were afraid of the stupid ones, the stupid ones were afraid of the ones who didn't care about their lives, and the ones who didn't care about their lives were afraid of the ones who didn't care about their lives … These people who claimed to be "gangsters" were at best "stupid". When they met a person like Ma San 'er who didn't make a move easily, they naturally didn't dare to act rashly.
"Brothers … Go … Go …" Fu Yingdong's Adam's apple moved. Even the gangsters were scared, let alone him.
"Dong Zi, my stomach hurts! You guys hold it for a while! "Someone had already slipped away.
With one person taking the lead, the others also went soft. They all shouted that they had eaten something bad and wanted to leave quickly. Even the guy who was beaten up by Ma San-er struggled to get up and ran away saying that he had diarrhea.
What else could Fu Yingdong do? Fu Yingdong was a general without an army. He was definitely not a match for him in a fight, "I … I also have diarrhea …"
"Diarrhea your sister!" Ma San-er took out the credit card machine and placed it in front of Fu Yingdong, "Compensate me! When I bought that vase, it was 130,000 yuan. According to the current market price and the unlimited potential in the future, you have to compensate me at least 300,000 yuan! Otherwise, don't even think about leaving this place. "
"I don't have it." Fu Yingdong was startled.
Ma San-er turned to Xu Yun, "Brother Yun, where's the knife?"
Xu Yun smiled slightly, "You don't even have 300,000 yuan and you still want to chase after Mirou Xuan? Are you kidding me? She already told me that your father is the chairman of Tian Rong Trading Company. Although his net worth is not high, it is still over a hundred million yuan, right? If you can't even afford 300,000 yuan, then you have to leave one hand behind. "
"No! It's two hands! "Ma San-er's face immediately changed when he heard that this grandson was rich," Now this vase is worth 600,000 yuan! "
"Why don't you just rob a bank!" Fu Yingdong was speechless. He had never seen such a rapid increase in price.
Ma San-er grabbed his collar, "Don't talk nonsense with me. 600,000 yuan, not a cent less. If you continue to talk nonsense, I will raise the price! This is my shop, my things, I will ask for as much money as I want! If you have the ability, go to the Commodity Price Bureau and sue me! "
Clang — —! Lin Ge had already thrown a fruit knife over.
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