The other party spoke with an arrogant attitude and a contemptuous tone, and his instructions were taken as a matter of course.

He Xiaoran raised his head, only half of his eyes were exposed, and his tone was emotionless: "Not interested."

She walked past the other person and headed towards the crowded door.

"Wait!"

As soon as she reached the door, the man suddenly made a voice. As soon as he spoke, the people at the door blocked her way.

As soon as Lao Ding saw him, he knew he was going to do something bad.

He was not familiar with this man. He only knew that his surname was Zhao and that he was responsible for public security. People he usually met called him Brother Zhao respectfully. No matter what his position was, he was someone whom Old Ding could not afford to offend.

He was the one who brought He Xiaoran, and Lao Ding couldn't just sit back and watch, so he laughed along with him and stepped forward to smooth things over: "Brother, the killer has been feeling unwell recently. He just said he won't be picking up the calls lately..."

Before Old Ding finished speaking, Brother Zhao had already turned around, his eyes fell on Old Ding's face, and he slapped him in the face to scare the monkeys: "Did I talk to you?"

One of Lao Ding's teeth was knocked out at that time. He covered his face and did not dare to move. He did not even dare to spit out the blood in his mouth.

After Brother Zhao finished beating Lao Ding, he looked at He Xiaoran, sneered, and walked over slowly: "This guy needs to know his identity. Don't give him a toast or drink as a fine. In the end, everyone will lose face."

Brother Zhao stood in front of He Xiaoran and looked at her curiously, "Is it because you are so ugly?"

His eyes were a bit obscene, "You are ugly and shameless, but when you look at me in the ring, you have a pretty figure. I've tasted a few female boxers, and they're pretty good. I wonder what the famous killer tastes like."

Sample."

The upright woman in front of her was motionless. Her limbs were slender, lean and powerful, and she was much taller than the average woman. Standing in front of most men would put a lot of pressure on them.

"If you follow me, I guarantee that no one will dare to touch you in this place," Brother Zhao said, suddenly reaching out to pull the hat on her head, "Before that, let me see what it looks like...

"

Before he finished speaking, the woman in front of him suddenly moved.

There was a crisp "pop" sound.

No one even knew what happened, but they saw Brother Zhao suddenly bending over and vomiting, spitting out a mouthful of blood and two missing front teeth.

Brother Zhao later realized what he was doing and yelled vaguely: "...Kill her to death for me!"

In an instant, the crowd surged, and Lao Ding instinctively wanted to hide, but he saw He Xiaoran punching like wind and raising his elbow like a knife.

But at the wrong time, there was a "bang bang" sound of fists hitting flesh, and the ground fell to pieces.

Compared with those serious people in the Zhou family who have gone through special training, these people are just a little bit worse than those who just learned the basics and then take advantage of others.

After He Xiaoran finished beating the person, he took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, pulled out the wet tissue, unfolded it carefully, wiped his hands slowly, and threw it on the face of a person on the ground.

The whole process was like entering an uninhabited land, lifting her feet and taking steps.

On the uneven floor with people stacked on top of each other, she stepped on some screaming people and walked away without looking back.

Old Ding looked at the thugs all over the ground who were either covering their heads or chests. He didn't dare to stay for long, so he quickly stepped on the cracks in the crowd and ran away with He Xiaoran.

He knew that He Xiaoran didn't want to have contact with people here, but Lao Ding didn't know that she would be in such a violent state when she was in a bad mood!

"Xiao Ran, we are in big trouble this time!" Lao Ding was worried. Is it okay to offend the people in the boxing ring? How will he get along in the future?

He Xiaoran stopped and turned to look at him, "My money."

"I will definitely give him money. This is a business rule. If his reputation is ruined, no one will dare to fight against him in the future? It's just..." Old Ding looked around, lowered his voice and said: "The guy just now, whose surname is Zhao, usually does boxing.

The office is responsible for maintaining law and order, and there are a bunch of younger brothers behind him. If you offend him today, I'm afraid that I will cause trouble for you everywhere in the future. Moreover, people like him have a lot of underhanded tricks, so if..."

He Xiaoran asked: "Are you afraid of him?"

"Auntie, I'm just a small intermediary. I usually earn some commissions in several surrounding cities. I also want to prevent some big intermediaries from looking for trouble at any time and paying me protection fees for the sake of monopoly." Of course Lao Ding was afraid. He had just been beaten.

If you lose your teeth, you still have to smile with a mouth full of blood.

It's impossible for him to change his career. How can he make such a profit?

He Xiaoran glanced at him and said, "They are causing trouble for you just to force you to tell me where I am. Just tell them."

"Ah?" Old Ding muttered: "That's not possible, don't you still have to go to school?"

"It's okay," He Xiaoran said: "People like them don't dare to reveal their true identity even if they find trouble with me. What are they doing because they don't know? Even if they say they can't beat me."

He Xiaoran glanced at Lao Ding and said, "Don't cause trouble for yourself. If you ask, just say it. The first thing you should do at any time is to protect yourself. If you act as a hero for others, you will be the unlucky one."

Just when Lao Ding was about to agree, He Xiaoran changed the topic and said, "However, if you shouldn't say anything, you still have to keep your mouth shut."

Lao Ding was stunned, "Then how do you distinguish what should be said and what shouldn't be said?"

"They are asking about me, so you can only talk about me. It has nothing to do with anyone else around me."

Lao Ding is not stupid, and he understands now that he can't talk nonsense about anything except her.

Just as she was about to ask He Xiaoran how to get back, He Xiaoran's cell phone rang. She took it out and looked at it, 5678. She immediately picked up, "Senior."

"I finished my work and happened to pass by. I saw you standing with your friend. You walked to the roadside and took you back on the way." Yan Shaozhuang's voice rang on the phone.

He Xiaoran immediately agreed, patted Lao Ding on the shoulder and said, "Let's go first."

The driver opened the door and He Xiaoran got in and smelled a faint smell of alcohol.

Yan Shaozhuang smiled at her: "I attended a cocktail party in the evening and drank some wine. Do you mind?"

He Xiaoran was obedient: "I don't mind if I have a little wine to enjoy myself."

Yan Shaozhuang looked her over and said, "You look uncomfortable, what's wrong?"

He Xiaoran said it was okay and tried hard to look like a lady.

If she had known that she would have dressed more nicely when she met Yan Shaozhuang twice today.

Yan Shaozhuang seemed to be a little drunk, and he talked a little too much. He also talked about things that the two of them had met on some occasion before.

The car stopped downstairs, and He Xiaoran got out of the car, "Senior, thank you for today."

Yan Shaozhuang smiled: "You already called me senior, what else do you want to thank me for? Go back and rest early. If you feel uncomfortable, you must go to the hospital."

He Xiaoran waved his hands obediently: "Goodbye, senior."

As soon as the car left, she immediately reached out to cover her stomach, it hurt!

"He Xiaoran."

As soon as she turned around, she saw Zhou Chenyuan standing behind her with a sullen face, holding Zhou Chenchen with his four claws dancing wildly in his creaking nest.

He Xiaoran looked at the butt of Yan Shaozhuang's car and then at Zhou Chenyuan: "Why are you here?"

"What do you think?" he asked, reaching out to hold Zhou Chenchen in his hand, and showed it to her: "You said you would come to pick up Zhou Chenchen a few days later, but you haven't even looked for it for several days.

"

He Xiaoran felt that he was angry, so she walked towards him, "Then give Zhou Chenchen to me. I've been a little busy these two days..."

"We are in the same class, and we have no papers and no homework. What are you busy with?" Zhou Chenyuan asked.

He Xiaoran's hand was covering his stomach. It was really uncomfortable. He had not recovered yet, but he was hit hard by the red king again at night. It was really painful now.

"I……"

"Stop making up lies and lying to me! I think you don't want Zhou Chenchen at all. You're dating that bitch Yan Shaozhuang!" Zhou Chenyuan picked up Zhou Chenchen, turned around and left, "Don't want it anymore!"

He Xiaoran chased for two steps and couldn't move anymore. She stretched out her hand: "Zhou Chenyuan, help me..."
Chapter completed!