"Yeah?"
Jiang Fan's eyes were still cold.
Li Xiaotian nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, yes, brother, I swear I'm definitely joking. Don't be impulsive, don't hurt your harmony..."
"Li Xiaotian, you!"
The pretty woman's face turned green. She covered her swollen face and wanted to step up and trample Li Xiaotian to death with her high heels!
When his girlfriend was beaten, he rushed up to him and knelt down to beg for mercy. Is this still a man?
What rubbish is this!
"Okay, Li Xiaotian, I remember you, you are a fucking softie!"
"I will take my revenge myself!"
The beautiful woman wanted to kill someone. She glanced at Jiang Fan and Li Xiaotian fiercely and took out her mobile phone to make a call.
As soon as the call was connected, several women's cheerful voices came from over there.
After hearing this, Fang Xiaoru clenched her fists and wanted to smash the phone!
"Hey, Xiaoru, what's going on? Do you miss your husband again? Hahaha..."
A man's rough and obscene laughter came from the other side of the phone.
Fang Xiaoru's face changed quickly, and she pretended to be shy, "I hate it, Brother Hei. I just left you last night, and my body hasn't recovered yet..."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The man on the other end of the phone laughed heartily.
"Tell me, what do you want from me? Do you want to buy a bag again?"
Fang Xiaoru's expression changed, she glanced at Jiang Fan fiercely and said, "No, Brother Hei, I'm in the underground block on the first floor of Vientiane City now. I was beaten by someone, and it was a man!"
"What? Were you beaten? Were you seriously injured?"
The man on the other end of the phone sounded concerned.
In fact, the face holding the phone was full of impatience, and he was cursing in his mind, "You are such a troublemaker, I will dump you with one more fuck!"
"UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuIt's very injured, your face is swollen."
Fang Xiaoru cried.
"It doesn't matter that I was beaten. The key point is that I told the other person that I was your woman, but he still beat me. This is not a slap in my face. This is clearly a slap in the face of Brother Hei..."
"What? It's totally unreasonable for me to be beaten even after I reported my name!"
Brother Hei on the other end of the phone spat out the grapes in his mouth and said, "Tell him to wait for me and send him a seat. I will go there now!"
"Okay, okay, I will contain him now..."
After hanging up the phone, Fang Xiaoru looked at Jiang Fan with a cruel sneer, "You have to pay a price for hitting me. I'll make you cry and beg me later..."
Snapped! !
Before Fang Xiaoru could finish her words, she was slapped on the face by Jiang Fan and fell to the ground with another cry of pain.
"ah……"
Fang Xiaoru screamed in pain.
"I'm a very timid person. You'd better not make such a joke with me, otherwise I will accidentally kill you."
Jiang Fan smiled harmlessly at Fang Xiaoru.
Fang Xiaoru was so frightened that she almost urinated.
He kept closing his mouth, not daring to fart.
"Guirong, it's me. You have suffered a lot these years..."
Lan Shuqin walked into the store with red eyes and hugged Huang Guirong with a look of despair.
"Sister Shuqin, you...it's you, why are you here..."
Huang Guirong was absent-minded for a while, adjusting her clothes subconsciously, not wanting Lan Shuqin to see her embarrassment.
"Guirong, it's not easy for you after so many years..."
Lan Shuqin said nothing, but hugged Huang Guirong tightly with tears in her eyes.
When Jiang Fan was still young, Lan Shuqin ran a clothing store by herself and was too busy with children. Huang Guirong in the store helped Lan Shuqin sell clothes and take care of her children at the same time.
After something happened to Jiang Fan, Huang Guirong also extended a helping hand and helped Lan Shuqin a lot by spending money to find connections. Otherwise, Jiang Fan would have been sentenced to more than five years.
Seeing Lan Shuqin's appearance, Huang Guirong didn't know that she had seen everything that just happened?
Suddenly he lost control of his emotions and cried, "Ah ah ah, sister Shuqin, God won't help us poor people! How come such a good child becomes like this when he grows up?"
"How come Xiaofan, such a good child, became a prisoner of labor reform before he even finished college? What evil did I do to educate Xiaotian like this? I can't face my child's father. …”
Huang Guirong cried and told all the hardships he had suffered over the years.
After a while, she stopped crying while hugging Lan Shuqin and sobbed, "Sister Shuqin, it has been five years since you came here. Where is Xiaofan? Has he come out too?"
"Aunt Huang, I'm out. Thank you for helping my mother over the years..."
Jiang Fan walked over and smiled at Huang Guirong, not knowing that he was sentenced to five years because of Huang Guirong's manipulation.
"Ah...you are Xiaofan, you have grown so big!"
Huang Guirong looked incredulous. The last time he saw Jiang Fan was at his university entrance banquet. Jiang Fan was only eighteen years old at that time.
Now nearly ten years have passed, and Jiang Fan has grown from a young boy to a mature man.
She didn't recognize it at first sight!
"Huh, damn old woman, she actually knows this bastard. Brother Hei will come at that moment and beat you all together!"
Fang Xiaoru huddled in the corner and watched, with hatred on her face.
"Xiao Ru, I advise you not to fight with this man. He is too powerful. I have been practicing in the gym for five years, but I can't even catch his slap..."
Li Xiaotian persuaded Fang Xiaoru tremblingly.
"Shut up, you loser!"
"I've been ruined for eight lifetimes by finding a useless thing like you!"
Fang Xiaoru gritted her teeth and slapped Li Xiaotian on the face, knocking him over.
"ah……"
Li Xiaotian covered his face and screamed, looking at Fang Xiaoru in disbelief, "Xiaoru, you actually hit me, you actually attacked me..."
Snapped! !
Another slap came down, and the other half of Li Xiaotian's face instantly swelled up.
Fang Xiaoru said coldly, "What's wrong with hitting you? You're a fucking wimp! Don't fucking talk to me!"
"I really don't know how a martyr father taught you such a loser!"
"Maybe your martyr father is also a loser. He died entirely because he became cannon fodder!"
"Little girl, speak with respect. Are you someone you can insult even a martyr?"
Su Qing'er said with a cold face.
"how?"
Fang Xiaoru sneered, with a disdainful expression, "Martyr? Bah! He's just a dead piece of trash! All the really powerful people are alive, and all the dead ones are trash!"
boom! !
Su Qing'er stepped on Fang Xiaoru's face, pressed her head against the wall, and said coldly, "You say it again?"
"you you……"
Fang Xiaoru's mouth was about to burst from being stepped on. She was filled with shame and was about to explode with anger.
At this moment, a group of people came from behind the crowd.
The leader of the man had explosive muscles, wore a floral shirt, and had a large green dragon tattoo on his arm, which made everyone feel frightened.
"The Qinglong Club is doing something, everyone, please get out of here!"
One of the horse boys yelled, and the crowd on the street immediately dispersed, looking at this group of people with horrified faces, fearing that they would avoid them.
