Metropolis: Don’t Be Afraid, My Dad Is Really Not a Villain!

"What do you mean?"

Qin Yang learned Sanda as a child and has been training for so many years.

Not afraid of the crowd.

"It's not interesting. You don't want to return the shop to me today, so you don't want to leave here."

Fan Li was a little frustrated.

There is only three days away from the appreciation of the store.

If this kid didn't come to buy the shop three days ago, how could there be so much trouble.

Thinking of this, Fan Li couldn't fight anymore.

"Oh, the legs are on me, I can go as long as I want."

Qin Yang is not afraid of them, pulling Li Xingruo to push away from the crowd.

A young man with gray hair dyed by his grandma and wearing overalls stretched out his hand to grab Qin Yang's collar.

'puff'

Qin Yang didn't hesitate and blasted a punch directly.

Knock the youth to the ground.

"Fuck, do you dare to do it?!"

"Go on, fuck him!"

"What's the matter, kill him!"

Seeing Qin Yang's hands, more than a dozen gangsters were suddenly in high spirits.

Going forward, the melee started.

Qin Yang pulled Li Xingruo behind him to protect it.

Facing the siege of more than ten people.

Even after learning Sanda, there is no way to fight at this time.

But with his excellent physical fitness, he swings his fists, side kicks, elbows...

Under the powerful explosive force, it directly knocked over the three closest people.

...

"Brother Li, this kid is young and energetic, even if he beats him, he won't be able to take the shop back."

A young man in a casual suit said in Fan Li's ear.

"Then what do you mean?" Fan Li was anxious.

"Young people do not consider the consequences, the most difficult thing."

"Unlike an adult with a family and a room, you always have to weigh the pros and cons when you do things."

"I think that for tens of millions of transactions, I still have to talk to this kid's parents."

"It's a big deal. We're giving more money. I'm threatening. His parents don't want to make trouble, and they are definitely willing to return the shop to you."

The young man in a casual suit said eloquently.

"You're right, I'm confused too, what's the best thing to compare with this kid!"

Fan Li yelled to the scuffled crowd: "Stop it, don't fight, stop it..."

When the melee is over.

Qin Yang got two feet, two big shoe prints printed on his clothes.

On the other side, five people fell to the ground, and the rest were more or less stunned.

"Little brother, we were impulsive just now, so we shouldn't do it."

Fan Li spoke, took out a cigarette from the bag, and handed one to Qin Yang.

‘Pop~’

Qin Yang slapped open, "Then what do you mean now?"

"Ha ha……"

Fan Li showed a smile, "After all, it's a business of tens of millions. You are young and I don't want to bully you. Let's ask your parents to come out and talk about it!"

Hear the words.

Qin Yang, who had just been angry, showed a smirk, "Are you sure you want to talk to my parents?"

...

Haitang community, rooftop.

Qin Long beckoned, and a brawny man in a black suit passed the sniper rifle in his hands.

Took the gun.

Qin Long scanned the crowds on the street through the scope, making ‘bang, bang’ noises in his mouth from time to time.

"You can't even fire a gun casually in the city, it's so boring."

"I think back then, at the Dragon Group base, Laozi shot at least a few thousand bullets a day."

"I really miss the days when the head of the enemy army was killed by a single shot in the rain of bullets during missions abroad in those years."

Qin Long said to himself.

The black suit bowed his head and cautiously said: "Team leader, if you want to return to the dragon clan, it is not easy for you."

"Forget it, don't go back."

"The dragon team is good, it's better to stay with your son."

‘Jingling, Dad, answer the phone... Dad, you answer the phone so special...’

Qin Long heard the phone ring and gave the sniper rifle to the black suit.

"Son, aren't you watching a movie?"

"What? Someone wants to talk to me? Oh, good, good."

"You send the address on my mobile phone and I will be there soon."

...

Nanyuan Road.

The afternoon sun is hot.

Qin Yang and Li Xingruo stood under a willow tree, hiding in the shadows and waiting.

Fan Li and more than a dozen people with swollen noses and swollen noses surrounded them and basked them in the sun.

Have been waiting for half an hour.

The giant Qin Long, wearing a military green vest, slowly drove up on a Harley motorcycle.

Fan Li and others were still marveling at how terrifying the giant on the motorcycle was.

I saw that the Harley motorcycle was getting closer.

Finally stopped not far in front of everyone.

Qin Long got off the motorcycle, an ordinary man with thick thigh arms, a tower-like body, and a totem tattoo on his body.

And that wicked, fierce face.

Immediately brought unparalleled pressure to Fan Li and others.

"Who is this person?"

"I haven't seen it before, it's not a murderer, right?"

"Fuck, he's here, shall we run?"

...

As Qin Long got closer and closer, the air suddenly fell silent under the strong aura.

Qin Long hasn't spoken yet.

The little gangsters began to tremble in their legs, and backed back again and again subconsciously.

Fan Li's forehead was sweating cold, and his expression looked ugly as if he was eating shit.

"Dad, that's them, I want to talk to you!" Qin Yang shouted.

dad?

Damn it!

what's the situation? !

This tattooed giant, monster-like fierce man, turned out to be his father? !

"Ah~"

Fan Li's mouth twitched and couldn't help running away.

Forced to take back the shop? Also accept a papa!

He felt that if he didn't run now, he would die here in a while.

However.

Seeing that Fan Li wanted to run, Qin Long stepped more than two meters in one step and grabbed his neck directly.

It doesn't seem to be trying hard, just mention it slightly...

Fan Li was pinched and lifted in midair.

Looking down, it was the sinful face.

"Just so you want to talk to me?!"*

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