My family turned out to be the richest man

Xi Zhengxuan frowned, and got off the field in an instant wearing skates.

"Who are you!" He stretched out his hand to protect Rong Yue who was in a daze, and then questioned the other side.

Several other players rushed over one after another, holding the clubs in their hands, their faces were full of vigilance, and in terms of momentum, they did not lose at all.

The leading man on the opposite side raised his eyebrows arrogantly: "Whoever I am, I'm just here to mess things up."

Rong Yue was shocked.

I have indeed seen a lot of bullies on TV who are messing things up, but in reality, it is rare for them to talk about smashing things so confidently.

She was short, and Xi Zhengxuan and the others stood in front of her, so she could hardly see the other party's actions, only the sound of iron bars hitting the boundary wall, muffled and frightened.

Dong Le rarely said seriously: "Captain, he must be from Lan Yang, right?" He spoke softly, but Rong Yue, who was closer to him, could still hear him clearly.

After doing her ice hockey homework, she knew who Lan Yang was.

When Changhong won the season championship for three consecutive years, Lanyang held the runner-up trophy every time.

And Changhong's previous sponsor who withdrew its investment has now also switched to Blue Ocean.

It can be said that they are strong enemies and mortal enemies.

Rong Yue looked at Xi Zhengxuan.

From her angle, all she could see was his expressionless face, with a tight jaw line.

Dong Le didn't say anything, but Xi Zhengxuan guessed it was Lan Yang.

He narrowed his eyes, bent down and began to take off his equipment.

The tattooed man who had already yelled at his brothers to smash him, saw that Xi Zhengxuan was always calm and calm, even ignoring their dozen or so professional thugs, untiing his shoelaces in silence, suddenly a little puzzled.

Seeing this, Dong Le and the others put the cue aside and took off their skates neatly.

"Go to the lounge and remember to lock the door."

Xi Zhengxuan turned his head and instructed Rong Yue in a deep voice.

At this time, the aura around him was completely different, cold and murderous.

And after saying this, the dozen or so players who took off their equipment and straightened up their backs at the same time.

The tattooed man glared at them arrogantly with his nostrils: "Fight us? You're still young!" He spat, and slammed the iron rod against the wall. The photo frame hanging in the corridor fell to the ground, and the glass shattered to pieces. A group photo of Changhong winning the championship fell out.

Xi Zhengxuan clenched his fist instantly and rushed over first!
None of the players hesitated, and they rushed forward in unity as if they were playing a game!
Fighting in gang fights also needs to have the momentum of fighting in gang fights!

"Bah! Beat me to death!" The tattooed man yelled violently, and the two forces merged into one in the blink of an eye like a river of rivers and rivers converging from both ends!
The sound of the stick hitting the flesh was particularly disturbing to the ears.

Rong Yue's eyes darkened, and while turning around and running to the lounge, she quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

Uncle Qin picked it up almost immediately. After she finished explaining what happened in a few words, before she could hear Uncle Qin's answer, her palm suddenly emptied!
Rong Yue raised her head, and the tattooed man chased after her at some point.

"Snapped!"

Her mobile phone was directly blown away, the screen hit the corner of the wall, and instantly shattered into spider webs!

"Miss? Miss!" Uncle Qin on the other end of the phone was startled and shouted loudly.

The tattooed man stepped on the phone, "You still want to call the police?" He sneered, grabbed Rong Yue's neck unceremoniously, and easily picked her up.

It was difficult to breathe, Rong Yue could only grab the back of the tattooed man's hand, and said ruthlessly: "I advise you to stop as soon as possible."

She gritted her teeth and paused every word. Although her face was flushed, her eyes were fierce.

"Rong Yue!" Over there, Xi Zhengxuan saw Rong Yue being imprisoned by the tattooed man, and was just about to run over to rescue him, but he was hit on the back with a stick without paying attention, causing his legs to soften and almost kneel.

Dong Le received two solid punches in the abdomen, Pan Qirui's eyes were already swollen, and the others were also injured to varying degrees.

The number of people is not dominant, and the opponent is armed. This fight is really not easy.

Xi Zhengxuan gritted his teeth and snatched an iron rod. The tattooed man smiled sarcastically: "Put it down, or I'll break her neck."

"How dare you." Xi Zhengxuan stared at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Do you think I dare?" The tattooed man clasped his fingers again as a gesture, his knuckles turned white, and Rong Yue's face flushed even more red.

Xi Zhengxuan took a deep breath and threw away the iron rod in his hand, even Dong Le and the others did not dare to act rashly.

The tattooed man was very satisfied, and he gestured to his little brother with his eyes.

They understood, turned around and wanted to go to the lounge.

Before taking a step, Rong Yue, who was pinched to the point of suffocation, struggled to utter a single word.

"ten."

The tattooed man frowned.

Her voice was very low, but she was trying her best to speak, and the men in the vest turned their heads in unison when they heard her words, with puzzled eyes.

"Nine."

A few seconds later, just as they were about to continue walking, Rong Yue said again.

Xi Zhengxuan was slightly taken aback.

"What are you counting down?" The tattooed man leaned closer to Rong Yue, asking with three-pointed eyes and seven-pointed threat.

She felt that the other party deliberately relaxed some strength in order to listen to her answer.But she didn't explain, just closed her eyes, dragging the time on purpose.

"Eight."

Just stuck in the tattooed man's impatience line, Rong Yue read another number.

Dong Le and the others looked at each other, also confused.

Not to mention them, in fact, even Rong Yue herself is not sure.

She's just using delaying tactics.

Wait until... Uncle Qin came.

Everyone was surprised, only Xi Zhengxuan narrowed his eyes, looking at the chance that the tattooed man's attention was on Rong Yue at the moment, and slowly moved towards him bit by bit.

"seven."

……

"six."

……

"five."

……

"Four."

……

After 3 minutes, the tattooed man became popular.

He really believed in this kind of trick of mystification?
"Why are you standing there? Why don't you hit me!"

The tattooed man turned his head and scolded his brothers, but just as he finished speaking, a person suddenly jumped on his back!
Xi Zhengxuan instantly overwhelmed the tattooed man, and Dong Le and the others immediately blocked the people who wanted to smash their lounge!

Rong Yue fell to the ground, coughing and spit out the number "three"!
And at this moment!
Outside the door that had already been kicked open, a distraught figure suddenly rushed in!

"Long Jiu! You fucking stop me!"

The visitor was furious, and before he could get close, an unknown object flew straight towards the tattooed man's head!

All this happened at the same time, the situation changed instantly!
Before the tattooed man could react, he was staggered by Xi Zhengxuan, and when he heard someone calling his name, he turned around and was hit hard on his forehead by something, so that he immediately stared at stars and fell on his back!
Hitting his back against the wall, the tattooed man wanted to get up in a rage, but when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw a face that was even angrier than himself!
this face...

He gasped!
Wearing a big gold chain with a big beard, Master Long grabbed his hair and pressed him to Rong Yue!
"Kowtow and apologize to Miss Rong!"