The Richest Man Yang Fei

The skinny man with the tattoo laughed so hard that tears splashed out, pointed at Yang Fei, and said to Brother Long, "Brother Long, look, this kid is still stubborn when he is about to die!"

That Brother Long took out the handcuffs, shook them in the air, and said viciously: "Boy, you will only know my Brother Long's ability when you get into the game! If you don't tell you to take off your skin, you won't know how powerful I am! "

"Hehe, is that so? It's so majestic! If you're brave enough, just try to touch my brother!" Yang Jun vigorously stood beside Yang Fei, clenched his fists, and was ready to fight at any time.

Yang Fei noticed that Ma Feng had already approached him.

There are five people on Brother Long's side, if they really want to fight, they won't lose on their side.

What's more, with Yang Fei's current status, is there still a need to fight?

Seeing that Brother Long had taken out the handcuffs, the thin man shook his prestige and shouted: "Our Brother Long told you to kneel, you don't have ears? Quickly kneel down and call Grandpa!"

While shouting, he rushed forward, trying to pull Yang Fei's hair.

Before Brother Yang Jun could make a move, Ma Feng kicked over and hit the thin man in the chest.

The thin man flew back quickly as if he had been hit by a heavy truck, and with an exaggerated acceleration, he came into close contact with the table and chair behind him.

Crashing, the dishes on the table spilled all over the floor, the chairs fell over, and the table was knocked over.

To the surprise of the onlookers, the thin man was just like the most dedicated martial artist, performing all his tricks abruptly. After knocking over the tables and chairs, his body didn't stop, and he continued to bump backward until he hit the wall. give up.

Everyone was shocked.

Yang Jun also twitched his eyelids, glanced at Ma Feng, and thought to himself that the driver next to his brother has such skills?

It's great to be rich, a bodyguard like this can subdue a dozen gangsters!

Yang Fei said lightly: "Do you still want to do it?"

Brother Long smiled instead of anger: "Very good, very good! Just now, I only need to detain you for half a month. Now, it is enough for you to go to the detention center for a year and a half! Brothers, take these assaulters back. !"

However, no one obeyed his orders.

Brother Long kept waving his hands: "Go!"

Still no one came forward.

"Brother Long, hurry up, if you slow down, you won't be able to get away." Someone reminded me cautiously.

"What's wrong? On our own territory, who dares to touch our vellus?" Brother Long shouted, "I'll see who dares to touch the head of Tai Sui!"

"Brother Long, are you drunk? Can't you see clearly? That one is the new Jiang Ting!"

"What ginger room and green onion room?" Brother Long did indeed drink too much.

"Jiang Ziqiang!" The subordinate covered his mouth with his hands, tried his best to lower his voice, and said these three words.

"What! Jiang, Ting?" Brother Long's teeth were chattering, his lips were trembling, and his legs were weak.

"Pretend you didn't see it, and sneak away!" the subordinates suggested.

"Let's go!" Brother Long kept moving his hand on the side of his leg, "Go! Help me!"

"Cough!" Jiang Ziqiang stepped forward with his hands behind his back, and asked in a very flat tone, "Which institute are you comrades from?"

"We're not from the institute. You've got the wrong person. We don't know you." Brother Long and the others were so frightened that the crap out of them, they lifted the skinny man over there and were about to run away.

Yang Jun stepped forward, grabbed Brother Long's shoulder, pulled him back, and shouted at the same time: "Who dares to leave! Jiang Ting asked you, dare you not hear?"

Brother Long leaned back, couldn't help himself, fell to the ground, turned around, and wanted to get up, but suddenly felt weak in his knees, as if he had done too much, and couldn't get up.

"Jiang, Ting is good! Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple." Seeing that he couldn't escape, Long Ge had to beg for mercy.

"It's so majestic!" Jiang Ziqiang said in a deep voice, "Leave your name and unit! Don't you want to keep it? Yang Jun, notify the local branch and invite them to come.

Bring back these black sheep! "

Yang Jun agreed and went to the front desk to make a call.

When the local branch heard that it was Jiang Ting's order, how dare they neglect it? Someone came soon and recognized these guys as co-ops from the local police station.

These guys are used to being domineering. Tonight, they wanted to bully the little girl, but they didn't bully the little girl, but kicked the hard iron board instead.

With the presence of the true god Jiang Ting, the prestige of these assistant policemen has come to an end, and they have to suffer some living punishments.

Yang Fei looked at Ning Xin, and asked warmly, "Are you okay?"

It was fine if he didn't ask, but when Ning Xin asked, she burst into tears immediately, and burst into tears, but she still didn't speak.

Smelling the fragrance of her body yesterday, combined with her clothes, Yang Fei roughly understood that her family background is average.

These days, the life of ordinary families is like this, and no one is good.

At the very least, she worked hard enough to be admitted to a prestigious school like No. 1 Middle School, and she was also admitted to Li Shi No. 1 Class. She will definitely be able to get into a good university in the future.

It's just that she didn't expect that she would come here to do odd jobs to make money!

Liang Yulou and the others also rushed over, seeing that Yang Fei had finished processing, they smiled and said, "It's our poor management that made Jiang Ting and Boss Yang's friends feel wronged. That's it. What happened to this girl, it's right to pretend that it never happened. "

Yang Fei said to his brother: "Brother, you and your sister-in-law take a taxi back, and I will deal with it here."

"Don't worry about us!" Yang Jun waved his hand, "We're leaving!"

Jiang Ziqiang's family also left immediately.

Yang Fei said to Ning Xin: "Let's go, I'll take you home. What? Do you still want to work here?"

Ning Xin stopped her tears and went out with Yang Fei.

Yang Fei asked: "The college entrance examination is so stressful, you don't study at home, why come here to work?"

"My mother is sick. I'll take care of her all night. I don't usually come out." Ning Xin replied in a low voice.

"Where do you live? Let me give you a ride!" Yang Fei invited her into the car.

"No. 328, Renmin South Road."

"Huh? Is your home in the cotton mill?" Of course Yang Fei was familiar with it.

"Um."

"Your mother, is a worker in a cotton mill?"

"Um."

"Laid off?"

"Um."

Ning Xin has a rather cold temper, and doesn't like to talk too much with people she doesn't know well.

But she was also surprised to hear Yang Fei tell the situation of her family so accurately. She wanted to ask, but she didn't ask.

Yang Fei lit a cigarette and said slowly, "My mother also works in a cotton spinning factory, so she was also laid off."

Along the way, Yang Fei has been smoking.

Ning Xin covered her nose with choking.

"It's not good for you to be like this." She said something suddenly, although the voice was very thin and soft, Yang Fei could still hear it clearly.

"what?"

"You are a student, how can you smoke?" She made an exception and said one more sentence.

"Hehe!" Yang Fei breathed out a smoke ring comfortably, "I'm different from you."

Thinking about what happened just now, he and she are indeed different.

So, she shut up and resumed her usual indifference.

Yang Fei is very familiar with the family area of ​​the textile factory, because he often went to play when he was a child.

Moreover, the place where his family lives is also close to here, only one street away.

If I had known this earlier, I would have brought my brother back with me.

Ning Xin's house is on the first floor, with a small yard.

The lights in the house were turned on, and I saw many bonsai and plants planted in the yard.

"Let's go!" Yang Fei told Ma Feng when he saw her enter the room.

As soon as Ma Feng started the car, he saw Ning Xin rushing out the door crying, shouting towards the car: "Yang Fei, help!"