The ace patron saint of female presidents

Every existence with super strength has its own arrogance, and Su Yuanhang is no exception.

But this does not mean that he is a reckless man, unable to see that there is some unknown risk hidden in this inexplicable dispute.

However, because there are Dai Xin and the others behind him, Su Yuanhang has to restrain his instinct to stay away from the vortex of the struggle first, and can only choose to be tough until the truth comes out and all problems are completely solved.

Fortunately, I called Pan An before, and even if the situation would get out of control, Su Yuanhang believed that he would be able to last until that person arrived at the battlefield.

At that time, when the two of them work together, no matter how rotten the situation is, they should be able to turn it around in an instant.

The above is the measurement content that flashed in Su Yuanhang's mind instantly when he faced the 'Pulsatilla' shouting in the distance, and when he called and yelled at people.

Thinking of this, he pouted, and threw those wailing guys out of the yard one by one with their hands and feet.

Seeing these scumbags all aggrieved, terrified, daring to be angry but not speaking out, Su Yuanhang was secretly amused.

It only took a few minutes for the manpower summoned by Pulsatilla to arrive at the battlefield.

However, there were only seven or eight people in the first batch.All of them held sticks and other instruments in their hands, and the menacing slags quickly panicked after seeing the situation on the battlefield. They just surrounded the Pulsatilla, glaring at Su Yuanhang, while waiting for follow-up support.

Not long after, groups of four or five, or a dozen groups of scum, gathered beside the Pulsatilla one after another, forming a grand scene.

When the number of these guys broke through the fifty mark, Su Yuanhang found that their courage grew, and their words and deeds became more and more unscrupulous.

But what really broke the confrontation was not this group of bluffing guys, but a group of about twenty guys in suits and leather shoes.

Compared with the group of little hooligans before, this group of guys is a bit biting and not barking.

The leader among them seemed to be a bit smarter than the pulsatilla, he beckoned, and the pulsatilla licked his face and leaned over, looking like a dog leg in a costume drama, and he didn't know what he was pointing to and muttering.

Su Yuanhang secretly analyzed the situation, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

If he was only facing the fifty or so little thugs before, he wouldn't feel any pressure at all, but these twenty or so bare-handed guys in suits and leather shoes made Su Yuanhang a little uncertain.

If they were also carrying weapons like sticks, Su Yuanhang might not be in a difficult situation, but he was afraid that these guys were carrying things like daggers. In this way, the degree of danger would suddenly increase by more than one level. Be careful and you will suffer a lot...

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Sun Changheng, who is no less than 1.8 meters five, listened silently to Pulsatilla's statement, and at the same time looked at the tall man with a neck not much smaller than his head at the entrance of the villa. Could it be that he had encountered a difficult idea?
Even if it was him, facing the current scene, he would never even frown.

Based on this alone, if you say that the other party has no self-sufficiency, you won't believe it even if you kill him.

It's a pity... If he meets such a hero in another occasion, Sun Changheng doesn't mind making friends with him, even if the other party hurts his number ten little brothers.

As the saying goes, heroes cherish heroes!
But considering the position of the boss, and thinking of the price the boss was willing to pay to gain the relationship with the Liu family, Sun Changheng stopped thinking about it.

He shook his head imperceptibly, raised his hand to stop Pulsatilla's extravagant exaggeration, and waved his hand lightly.

In an instant, nearly No. 80 people seemed to have received the order, and they rushed towards Su Yuanhang with their weapons in hand, all grinning like madmen.

Among them, the twenty or so guys in suits and leather shoes directly showed their small but extremely sharp axes.

Seeing this scene, Su Yuanhang's heart sank, and he immediately made a decision, decisively gave up the idea of ​​​​positional warfare, and slowly retreated deeper into the community.

The reason why he is still hanging on to each other is nothing more than that he has to confirm that these guys will not vent their anger on Dai Xin and the others.

As a result, after these guys sensed his intention of 'running away', they chased after him in a swarm of curses...

"This bastard wants to run—"

"Brothers, go after him and kill him..."

When Su Yuanhang confirmed that this group of guys who seemed to have been beaten suddenly did not seem to have the intention of taking Dai Xin and the other couple as hostages, he was completely relieved, and the pace of breaking away from the opponent's encirclement became a little faster.

Soon, the semi-circular encirclement of No. 80 people was pulled out by Su Yuanhang with a time difference of several seconds...

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Suddenly receiving that somewhat inexplicable call from Su Yuanhang, Pan An deduced several conclusions, but none of them could stand out and become the most likely conclusion.

This aroused Pan An's interest, so regardless of not having finished his breakfast, he finished the soy milk that was still hot, took out two napkins and wiped his mouth indiscriminately, and said, "Xiao Ye, wait a while." Check out, I have something to do here, go and see what's going on."

Wu Tong, who was buried in eating Hesai, suddenly raised his head, grabbed the remaining few deep-fried dough sticks in his hands, and took a half bowl of fungus soup. He hurriedly chased after him, and asked, "Little Brother Pan, where are you going? Let's fight!" ah?"

The sight of passers-by staring at him immediately made Pan An feel pained.

When he got in the car, he began to preach earnestly: "Brother, don't keep talking about the word fighting, we are kind people, so it's not good, it's easy to be misunderstood! What's more, this Who is the devil, what dispute is there that we brothers can describe as a fight? That's too embarrassing for them, isn't it?"

"It doesn't need to be described as fighting?" Wu Tong looked at Pan An who was driving with a puzzled face while eating fried dough sticks, as if he couldn't understand.

"Yes, you can't use this word, it's too flattering to the other party. We're just going to set up pens, do you know what I mean?"

Pan An coaxed: "Think about it, what are the things we have touched? They are all scum, right? It is difficult to warm up with them! Beat them, in addition to being used to hold pens, there is also a second Two uses?"

"It seems to be true!" Wu Tong took a big mouthful of fungus soup and nodded in empathy.

Pan Anle was relieved, and said persistently, "That's right, don't use the word "fighting" in the future, just use "holding pens"! We are here to hold pens, understand?"

"Success, I listen to Brother Pan! Where are we going to get the pen now?"

"Over there in Jiuzhai District, a guy with a lot of ability seems to have encountered a very interesting thing. Since he called, the two of us brothers will reluctantly go over to see if we can fill in the pen! Otherwise, today I don't know what to do during the day..."