Tsundere Queen Takes Home

"You can stay here for me." A masked man roared, swung his machete, and slashed towards Fang Zhengyang.

Fang Zhengyang lifted the square stool, smashed the machete, and then raised his leg and kicked the man.

However, Fang Zhengyang forced one person away, and the other person swung the guy away.

"Ma Dan's, treat me as air!" Zhao Jincheng swung the stool and smashed it down at the man.

"If you want to die, then I'll send you a piece." The big man in the lead raised his machete and slashed towards Zhao Jincheng.

Zhao Jincheng lifted the square stool, blocked the machete, and fought with the big man.

But it didn't take long for Fang Zhengyang and Zhao Jincheng to sweat.

Others have a machete in their hands, and I have a square stool in their hands. There are three other people and two of them. If this drags on for a while, the two of us might have to explain it here.

Fang Zhengyang was blocking the opponent's machete, his eyes wandering around.

Soon his eyes lit up.

He jerked the bench and smashed the person opposite him, forcing the person away, and quickly reached out to the dining table to grab something.

At this moment, the machete of a big man next to him chopped down.

Fang Zhengyang hurriedly twisted his body and hid a little slower. The sharp point of the machete opened a blood trough on Fang Zhengyang's back.

Fang Zhengyang almost fainted from the pain.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and threw the things in his hand towards a person who was rushing across.

"Ah, my eyes." The man screamed, raising his hands to cover his eyes.

Seeing that his sinister trick was effective, Fang Zhengyang lifted the square stool without hesitation and smashed it down at the man's head.

"Crack."

"what……"

The man screamed and slowly fell to the ground.

"brother."

"brother."

The two of them exclaimed in unison, then turned their heads to stare at Fang Zhengyang, and roared through gritted teeth, "Crap, I have to tear you apart today."

The two of them took turns with their machetes and slashed towards Fang Zhengyang.

Zhao Jincheng rushed over quickly and resisted Fang Zhengyang alone.

With the loss of blood, Fang Zhengyang felt dizzy for a while. If he continued like this, he and Zhao Jincheng would still be unable to escape the fate of being cleaned up.

Are the two of you going to explain it here today?

But looking at the two fierce machete men on the opposite side, Fang Zhengyang and Zhao Jincheng couldn't take them no matter what.

At this critical moment, a person's anxious voice sounded at the door, "The wind is tight, screaming."

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise outside, "Everyone, hurry up, there are people who dare to make trouble for the boss, and today, not one of them can be spared."

Hearing that voice, Fang Zhengyang's heart suddenly became much more stable.

I should be dead today.

The two big men were stunned when they heard the sound outside. They glanced at each other, shook their heads, turned to pull up the man on the ground, turned and ran outside.

With all his strength, Fang Zhengyang grabbed the thermos bottle on the ground and smashed it at the head of a big masked man.

"Boom..."

"what……"

The man screamed,

I couldn't help screaming, it was a pot of hot boiling water, and the boiling water was filled with glass ballast and poured into the man's face all at once.

This time it's fine, it's all broken.

Zhao Jincheng rushed over, lifted the stool, and smashed it on the dazed guy's head.

The guy groaned and fell directly to the ground.

At this time, there was a scream outside, and then calm quickly returned.

The rolling shutters were quickly opened, and five or six people rushed in, led by,

Liang Feng, crazy.

Seeing Liang Feng come in, Fang Zhengyang breathed a long sigh of relief, his hands softened, the square stool fell to the ground with a bang, and then his body slowly fell to the side.

...

almost at the same time,

hospital,

Mengyao's ward.

Yang Xinyan and Qiao Xi'er were lying in a blanket, whispering.

"Xi'er, Zhengyang is a good boy, you must cherish him!" Yang Xinyan reached out and touched Qiao Xi'er's hair and said sincerely.

Qiao Xi'er nodded, "Sister, I will cherish it, but I'm afraid I won't be able to get into his heart!"

"It's okay, he's not hard-hearted. As long as you stay by his side for a long time, he will definitely leave a shadow of you in his heart." Yang Xinyan gave a face-to-face opportunity.

"Then what else do I need to pay attention to?"

"Well, according to my observation, you should..."

...

At this moment, Qiao Xier's phone rang suddenly.

Qiao Xier quickly answered the phone, and a man's voice rang, "Hey, sister-in-law, something happened to the boss..."

...

I don't know how long it took, Fang Zhengyang slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing the snow-white surrounding and smelling the faint smell of disinfectant, Fang Zhengyang understood immediately.

You are in the hospital!

He thought about turning over, but the severe pain from his back made him groan uncontrollably.

At this time, a surprised voice sounded next to him, "Brother, you woke up and scared me to death."

Fang Zhengyang turned his head and saw Qiao Xier.

Seeing Fang Zhengyang wake up, Qiao Xi'er couldn't help it, and tears fell down her cheeks.

"Don't worry, it's just two stabs, it's still far from the heart, it won't die." Fang Zhengyang said with a reluctant smile.

"You still laugh, you scared people to death, do you know that?" Qiao Xi'er stared at Fang Zhengyang.

"Okay, don't cry anymore, my heart will break if you cry again." Fang Zhengyang said helplessly.

When Qiao Xi'er heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up, "Brother Zhengyang, do you feel bad for me?"

"I still hurt your liver! You still think I'm not seriously injured, right?" Fang Zhengyang couldn't help laughing.

Qiao Xi'er glared at Fang Zhengyang, "Hmph, no conscience."

"Okay, Xi'er, I'm a little hungry, go buy me something to eat." Fang Zhengyang said with a frown.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right now." Qiao Xi'er, who was still angry just now, heard Fang Zhengyang's words, and ran out of the ward happily as if she had received an imperial decree.

Fang Zhengyang looked at Qiao Xi'er's back and sighed softly.

It was not too long, and the sound of the familiar and domineering high heels hitting the ground sounded in the corridor.

Fang Zhengyang's heart beat violently.

he understands,

she,

coming.

Sure enough, a familiar figure quickly appeared at the door of the ward.

A head of fine hair, pulled up in a bun, revealing a long snow-white neck.

There was a faint blush on the white and tender goose egg face, and the delicate facial features were like works of art.

A white piping silk T-shirt on top, a sapphire blue waistcoat on the outside, and a long black dress with a good drape texture on the bottom, which swayed as she walked, looking like a smart fairy.

Fang Zhengyang was stunned when he saw Yang Xinyan's beautiful figure.