urban ninja

() "That's different." Bai Shiyun said with a red face. Seeing Leng Xuan knocking the two thugs to the ground easily, Bai Shiyun also felt personal heroism in her heart, so what happened was that she used

The situation where a wine bottle hits a thug on the head.

"Oh?" Leng Xuan was stunned and asked with a smile: "Why is it different?"

"I...I beat Jia Dao's men, and you beat Jia Dao himself, so you have a greater responsibility." Bai Shiyun hesitated, and finally found a reluctant excuse.

Leng Xuan smiled and said nothing, narrowed his eyes into a straight line, and looked at Bai Shiyun's funny expression.

"What...are you looking at?" Bai Shiyun felt a little guilty and avoided Leng Xuan's mysterious eyes.

"What didn't you see?" Leng Xuan turned his head, sighed softly, and said: "It seems that Jia Dao fell in love with someone's beauty, so I had no choice but to take action. If we want to take responsibility, that person should be fully responsible.

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Bai Shiyun naturally understood that Leng Xuan was talking about her, but now it was not about who was responsible. Jia Jianren took people to the hot pot restaurant. Jia Dao must have told him that the man and woman were her and Leng Xuan, and Jia Jianren would definitely turn back.

Take revenge on them.

Immediately, Bai Shiyun pulled Leng Xuan's sleeve and begged for mercy: "Okay, it's all my fault. It's my beauty that's causing trouble. Let's run away first, okay?"

Leng Xuan stood motionless on the spot, letting Bai Shiyun pull him, his body as steady as a mountain.

Seeing Bai Shiyun's clumsy movements, Leng Xuan's lips showed a faint smile, then he stretched out his hands to hold Bai Shiyun in his arms, and comforted him affectionately: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Hearing these words, Bai Shiyun suddenly lost her fighting power, her whole body went limp, and she let her body be hugged by Leng Xuan. She gently closed her eyes and enjoyed the manly warmth coming from Leng Xuan's chest.

Bai Shiyun suddenly remembered the scene in the movie. In order to save the heroine, the male protagonist fought alone with dozens of powerful masters, and finally killed all the masters.

Although it was impossible to kill those dozens of migrant workers, Bai Shiyun believed that Leng Xuan could handle them.

After hugging for a while, Leng Xuan let go of Bai Shiyun, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed Uncle Kang's number, and said with a smile: "Uncle Kang, are you busy? I have something small to do here, can you send a few

Are the bodyguards coming? Shiyun and I are in some trouble and need help..."

When Leng Xuan called to rescue Uncle Kang for help, Bai Shiyun rolled her eyes speechlessly. Instead of seeing the hero saving the beauty in the movie, she saw a shameless clown, and all the emotions in her heart were suddenly swallowed up by anger.

"There's nothing I can do, there are so many people, I can't beat them." After making the call, Leng Xuan looked up and saw Bai Shiyun's dissatisfied face, and then explained.

"Make it up again." Bai Shiyun pointed at Leng Xuan's nose and said coquettishly: "Hmph, coward, I don't even believe a single punctuation mark in what you said this time."

"Really?"

"yes."

"You believe it."

"You..." Bai Shiyun curled her lips, turned around, twisted her legs angrily and walked away.

When Jia Jianren arrived at the hotpot restaurant, he saw his father, Jia Dao, sitting on a chair. Although the blood on his head had stopped, it was still gurgling.

"Dad, where are the couple? I took someone to do it for them." Jia Jianren is still a filial son and is extremely filial to his father.

"You bastard." Jia Dao cursed with hatred: "That's the man and woman you met just now. You actually let them go. I'm so angry."

Just now, Jia Dao looked out of the glass window and saw Jia Jianren stopping Leng Xuan and the others halfway. He couldn't help but be overjoyed and praised that he was indeed his son. He didn't even tell the man and woman, so Jia Jianren could tell.

But after watching it for a while, I felt something was wrong. Jia Jianren was very polite to Leng Xuan and they started chatting.

What made Jia Dao even more angry was that Jia Jianren didn't take action against Leng Xuan and took him directly to the hotpot restaurant.

"Ah?" Jia Jianren was stunned for a moment and didn't react. He thought to himself, how could a poor boy like Leng Xuan beat his father? Leng Xuan was his good brother.

"Why don't you hurry up and chase me?" Jia Dao cursed and said, "I'm going to the hospital to lie down for a few days. Please get things done for me, or I'll cut off your pocket money."

When he heard that his pocket money was about to be cut off, Jia Jianren trembled slightly. His filial son was also based on money. As long as Jia Dao gave him money, he would be a filial son.

In other words, if others give Jia Jianren pocket money, Jia Jianren can call others grandpa.

Dad gave orders, how dare the son disobey, and led dozens of migrant workers out of the hot pot restaurant in a mighty manner. This kind of formation was very useful to Jia Jianren, and it felt very cool.

"Boss, we are here."

A voice came from a distance. Leng Xuan and Bai Shiyun stopped and looked at the same time, and found Fatty Qiao running over with dozens of bodyguards in black suits.

Fatty Qiao has a wide body and fat body, and there are beads of sweat on his forehead from the violent exercise just now, which are especially obvious on his white forehead.

"I only asked Uncle Kang to call a few people. How could we bring more people?" Leng Xuan was a little embarrassed. If the media saw a group of bodyguards beating migrant workers, there would be an uproar in Yanjing.

"How can that be done?" Fatty Qiao wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief. The grinning boss said with a smile: "You are the boss, so fighting must be pompous. A few bodyguards will naturally not be able to do that."

Leng Xuan smiled and nodded. He is still relatively low-key. This is the first time he talks about ostentation. I feel really unaccustomed to it.

Leng Xuanyou took a look at the several bodyguards beside Fatty Qiao. They were also members of the Bai Gang. They were all strong-spirited and exuded the aura of a strong person.

Leng Xuan wanted this kind of subordinates, and he had to thank Uncle Kang for teaching them these days. Only people like Uncle Kang who came from the army could train such strong subordinates.

"Boss, are they them?" Fatty Qiao saw Jia Jianren running towards this side from behind.

Leng Xuan didn't look back, nodded slightly, and instructed: "Those migrant workers, don't be harsh to them. It's not easy for them to come out to work, but don't be polite to the man in the suit."

After saying that, Leng Xuan took Bai Shiyun's hand and left the street that would soon become a battlefield.

"Hey, Fatty, what did that couple say to you just now?" Jia Jianren came to Fatty Qiao and asked angrily.

"Fat man?" The fat man raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Is that what you called fat man too? Brothers, come on."

Fatty Qiao gave an order, and dozens of bodyguards swarmed forward and rushed into the crowd of migrant workers opposite, punching each one cleanly. (To be continued.)