Jiang Yan: "..."
This little sister, is it a bit wrong for you to do this
Although Fan Fangting was a fishing law enforcement officer, you didn't resist the temptation to cuckold me, did you
If you don't break up, do you still have to wait for the New Year
Why are you still biting back now, saying that I tricked you
Those people didn't intend to give Jiang Yan a chance to explain.
The leading gangster still had green dragons and white tigers tattooed on his arms, and he walked towards him in a ruffian manner.
He looked him over from head to toe, eyes gleaming fiercely.
"Boy, it's you who bullied my sister... hicc—"
It could be seen that he wanted to give Jiang Yan a bad impression. I didn't know that I didn't control it well, and a full hiccup came up.
Jiang Yan was the closest to him, and couldn't help rolling his eyes.
"Brother, did you eat leek-flavored buns for lunch?"
After the words fell, those little bastards who had been blushing for a long time finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"You are fucking courting death!"
Ashamed in front of his subordinates, the little gangster blushed and reached out to give Jiang Yan a hard push.
Fan Fangcheng's body was so weak that Jiang Yan fell to the ground all of a sudden, his palms rubbing hotly.
When I raised my hand, I saw that the skin was broken.
Jiang Yan couldn't help frowning and "hissed".
Damn, this kid actually dares to do something to me? Ba Ye, help me avenge!
Before No. 888 could make a move, a roar suddenly came from the side.
"You fucking try to move him again?"
Before Jiang Yan could react, a figure rushed towards the little gangster and got into a fight with him.
The other punks froze for a moment, and hurried forward to help.
As a result, the situation changed from one-on-one to many-on-one.
"Fan Fangting!"
Jiang Yan recognized the person.
He wanted to catch a gangster to relieve Fan Fangting's burden, but Fan Fangcheng's body was too weak.
He didn't hold back, and received several punches, his white and tender skin immediately turned green.
Seeing this, Fan Fangting's eyes turned red, and anger flashed across his handsome face.
The little gangsters who had the upper hand because of the number were soon beaten up by him alone, screaming and begging for mercy.
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"How dare you touch him! Court death!"
Fan Fangting rode on the little bastard who beat Jiang Yan, punched him left and right, his eyes were red, and he couldn't pull him away.
In the end, the gangster who was the leader called the police tremblingly, and only then did the gangster save his life.
When the police came, the punk who was beaten was crying with snot and tears, and he would not let go of the policeman's thigh.
"Uncle Policeman, we just wanted to teach that kid a lesson, but that kid's elder brother wanted our lives! Woooooo..."
The scene was very funny at one point.
Fan's father and Fan's mother rushed to hear the news, paid some medical expenses, and finally suppressed the matter.
Before they could question him, Fan Fangting yelled, "They were the ones who bullied Chengcheng first! I was right!"
Jiang Yan swallowed.
Both Fan's father and Fan's mother are high-level intellectuals with high cultivation and quality. Usually, Fan Fangting and Fan Fangcheng were educated not to use violence to solve the problem.
After all, this trouble is caused by him...
"Well, Dad, Mom, don't blame brother. This incident is actually because of me—"
Jiang Yan had just opened his mouth to explain half, when Fan's father suddenly slapped his thigh.
"Good fight! I'm not willing to beat my son, so why should others beat him up? If they still dare to provoke Cheng Cheng, Ting Ting, you'll beat them to the ground as usual!"
Jiang Yan was taken aback for a while by Hu Duzi's remarks.
At this time, Fan's father suddenly looked over at him, with a look of hating iron but not steel.
"I didn't say, Chengcheng, your body is too weak, you can't beat your brother at all. This is not possible!"
"That's right," Fan's mother also echoed, "Chengcheng's body is too weak, and it's not okay to focus on studying. Or, from tomorrow on, Ting Ting, will you supervise Chengcheng's exercise?"
Fan Fangting nodded like a chicken pecking rice.
"Dad, Mom, I think it will work!"
So, out of nowhere, a meeting to criticize Jiang Yan began.
Jiang Yan went from "???" at the beginning to "!!!" and then to "...", and finally gave up the treatment completely.
That's fine, as long as you are happy.
After the criticism meeting, Fan's father and Fan's mother gave some instructions before getting up and leaving.
In the room, only Jiang Yan and Fan Fangting were left.