The man in the waistcoat snapped his fingers, and the lackey next to him immediately handed him a thick cigar. Another lackey with sharp eyes and quick hands quickly lit the cigar for him.
The man in the waistcoat took a puff of the cigar, and a large amount of smoke came out of his mouth. He stared with contempt at Lily, who was lying on the ground, unable to move, clutching her stomach but not daring to cry out. He sneered and said, "Bitch, I gave you face but you don't want it. I'm talking to you nicely, but you treat me like a fool. If you dare to say that the dojo master isn't here again, do you believe that I won't sew your mouth shut? "
Lily's eyes were moist, and tears kept flowing, but she didn't dare to refute the man in the waistcoat.
She knew what kind of person the man in the waistcoat was, and she also knew that this man could do everything he said.
The man in the waistcoat pointed at Lily with his cigar in his hand and said, "I'll tell you one last time — get your master to come out. Otherwise, I'm going to ask you for an IQ insult fee."
Xiao Hei kicked out, and a tea table beside his feet flew out.
Crack!
The tea table smashed into the wall and broke into pieces. Even the wall that had been built rustled and fell to the ground.
"Xiao Hei, you idiot —" The man in the waistcoat scolded with a smile. "I mean, if their dojo master doesn't come out, I'll ask them for an IQ insult fee. Now that the dojo master hasn't decided whether she wants to come out or not, why did you make the first move? Do you want me to come out or do you not want me to come out? "
Xiao Hei smiled honestly and stood at the side, no longer smashing anything. Instead, he looked around coldly. When he saw Fang Yan and the others sitting not far away, he shouted angrily, "All of you, get out of here."
Yuan Lin was just comparing skills with Lily, but in the blink of an eye, Lily was beaten to the ground. Her expression was extremely ugly as she scolded, "You hooligans are going too far —"
The men in black laughed. A thin bald man stared at Yuan Lin lecherously and said, "Miss, you have a sharp eye. We are really hooligans."
Hearing the baldy's witty words, the group of black-clothed men laughed even more happily.
Jiang Qin was worried that Yuan Lin would be at a disadvantage sitting there alone, so he quickly got up and walked over to stand with Yuan Lin.
When the black-robed men saw Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin, these two pretty and lively girls, their eyes lit up, and some of them kept swallowing their saliva.
"Good luck, good luck. Originally, I wanted to accompany Boss to pick up girls, but I didn't expect to see such a hot chick … "
"Brothers, don't fight with me — I've decided on the girl sitting in front of the piano. I've always been scolded for not having artistic cells in my life. I want to study with this girl what artistic cells look like … "
"Idiot, that's not a piano, it's a guzheng. Hehe, I want the girl with long hair, I like the oval-shaped face —"
"Shut the f * ck up," the man in the waistcoat shouted in a low voice.
The hooligans didn't know what was going on and just looked at their boss in confusion. Could it be that he wanted to hog it all for himself?
The boss looked at the two little girls affectionately. This kind of thing could really happen.
The man in the waistcoat looked at Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin in confusion, and asked uncertainly: "You two — are you the Arisaema Group?"
"You don't need to know who we are. What right do you have to hit us? "Yuan Lin said with a face full of anger.
Jiang Qin didn't say anything, he just walked over and wanted to help Lily up from the ground.
The kick from the man in the waistcoat was too heavy, Jiang Qin couldn't help Lily up even if he used all his strength.
Lily's stomach hurt badly when she moved a little. It seemed that her internal organs were seriously injured.
"Oh, the little girl's temper is quite big —" The man in the waistcoat squinted his eyes and smiled, "I originally wanted to ask about it clearly. If you are the Arisaema Group, I would more or less give you some face since you are also people of the scene. Since you don't know what's good for you, then don't blame my brothers for being impolite — so what if you are the Arisaema Group? When we support you, you are high and mighty, but when we step on you, you can only lie on the ground or crawl on the bed like a dog — — "
Without needing the man in the waistcoat to order, the little baldy impatiently rushed in the direction of Yuan Lin.
The other men in black were not willing to fall behind, they all followed behind the little baldy and rushed in the direction of Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin.
The faster the hands, the slower the hands, they couldn't let their brothers snatch this kind of thing first.
"Du Chun, don't touch my guests." A sweet voice shouted aloud.
It was like a cool spring, like a mouthful of rose dew. Even if it was said in anger, it made people feel like they had drunk fine wine, the bones of their whole body softened a bit.
A tall woman wearing a cheongsam embroidered with cherry blossoms walked down the stairs from the second floor, like a flower goddess who had been banished to the mortal world.
Seeing that familiar yet strange face, Fang Yan's mind was a bit absent-minded.
It had been three years, it was really a long time. It had changed too many people, and too many things had happened.
Thank God, at such a time, on such an occasion, they were able to meet again.
Forced by the woman's power or beauty, the gangsters stopped and waited for the next order from their boss.
The man in the waistcoat looked at the woman coming down the stairs in amazement. He put out the cigar in his hand in the ashtray, stood up from the chair, and said with a gentle smile, "I knew you were here. If you had come down earlier, my little friends wouldn't have dared to be presumptuous in front of you. "
He waved his hand, and the men in black immediately retreated.
The cherry blossom woman walked in front of the man in the waistcoat in high heels, squatted down to help Yuri, and asked with concern, "Yuri, how do you feel? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? "
"Master, my stomach — my stomach hurts," Yuri said with a face full of tears. The man in the waistcoat's kick was sharp and fierce, and the girl's delicate body couldn't bear it at all.
"Don't be afraid, it will be fine. I will take you to the hospital now. "The cherry blossom woman held Yuri's hand and comforted her.
"I'll do it, I'll do it," the man in the waistcoat said attentively. "It's my fault. If I hadn't brought these boorish men here, Miss Yuri wouldn't have been injured — I will bear the responsibility. I will send someone to take her to the hospital. "
The man in the waistcoat waved his hand, and two men in black came over to move the girl.
"No need," the cherry blossom woman refused. "I will take care of my family myself."
"Your family is my family, why are you being so polite with me?" The man in the waistcoat said with a smile, "What are you waiting for? Quickly send her to the hospital for a full body check-up — you idiots, you can't do anything but spoil things. In the future, don't hurt people so easily. Can't you think before you do something? "
The gangsters were timid, and they didn't have the courage to tell the truth.
If you don't take the blame for the boss at this time, what does the boss want you to do?
"I said no." The cherry blossom woman's voice suddenly rose, and she stared angrily at the men in black who ran over to take Yuri away.
"All right, all right. All of you come back. "The man in the waistcoat called his men back. He squatted down to support Yuri's arm and said, "I will accompany you to take her to the hospital for a check-up. Don't worry, I will bear all the expenses. "
Yuri avoided him in fear, as if she was avoiding a poisonous snake. She didn't dare to let the man in the waistcoat touch her body.
"I don't need you." The cherry blossom woman pushed the man's hand away.
The man in the waistcoat's face turned cold, and he said, "Chiba Kaoru, are you rejecting me?"
"Yes." The cherry blossom woman's voice was very firm, and she said, "The answer is the same as the first time, I don't like you. Not only do I not like you, but I also hate you — the women of our Chiba family will never like a hooligan without a sense of morality. That is an insult to the Chiba family, and an insult to the God of Swords' family. "
The man in the waistcoat's face changed several times, and then he slapped the cherry blossom woman's cheek.
The cherry blossom woman actually had some martial arts background, and she tilted her head back, just in time to avoid his attack.
"Interesting." The man in the waistcoat laughed sinisterly. "You dare to dodge? I'd like to see how long you can hide — "
As he spoke, he slapped the cherry blossom woman's face again.
Slap!
His arm was raised in mid-air, but he couldn't swing her down no matter what.
Someone grabbed his arm, and there was a big hand on his wrist.
The man in the waistcoat looked up and saw that it was the young customer who had been drinking tea by the window. He said with a face full of sarcasm, "If I were you, I would immediately kneel down and kowtow three times, and then scram as far as I can —"
"I don't think so," Fang Yan said.
He began to exert force with his palm.
Crack, crack —
The sound of soybeans being stir-fried could be heard.
"Let go — let go —" The man in the waistcoat hadn't felt the pain just now. By the time he truly felt it, the pain was already unbearable.
His breathing became rapid, and even the pain made it difficult for him to breathe.
The muscles on his face kept twitching, as if he had just received an electric shock — no, he was currently receiving an electric shock.
Tears came out of his eyes. Yes, they were really tears. They were the things that he had thought were the most fragile and cheap.
It was a heart-wrenching pain, a pain that burned his soul.
He wanted to scream, but even so, he had lost the strength to do so.
The man in the waistcoat's arm began to change shape, and then it began to twist. In the end, it turned into a sausage that seemed to be supported by nothing hard.
When Fang Yan let go of the waistcoat's wrist, the man had already collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud.
Fang Yan had broken the bones of the man's hand inch by inch with his Soft Force. Even the most brilliant doctor couldn't repair them.
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