The ace patron saint of female presidents

"There is a way to heaven, you don't go, there is no way to hell, you rush in, if labor and capital give you a ride, Lord Yan will ask labor and capital to ask for your life. Brothers, bright guys, hack them to death for me—"

The second brother, whose right hand was wrapped into a rice dumpling, followed closely and yelled, causing more than 30 people in the yard to pull out iron bars, watermelon blades, and rushed towards Pan An and Wang Ye.

The one who rushed to the front was actually an acquaintance of Pan An, that guy named Shu Shuang, who left the other ruffians three or four meters behind.

He raised the watermelon blade and slashed at Pan An's head, his eyes were full of madness and excitement.

However, the scene he was looking forward to did not appear. When Pan An dodged, the guy's watermelon blade landed in the empty space, and he staggered forward.

Before he could get a firm foothold, Pan An had already hooked his belt, dragged the guy back and threw him into the crowd of ruffians as a throwing weapon.

"Ah—" Shu Shuang, who was flying in the air, turned pale, and screamed endlessly as he danced and danced.

In the blink of an eye, a large gap was smashed by the screaming Shu Shuang in the charge of more than 30 people, and at least a quarter of the gangsters were knocked down to the ground and lost their combat effectiveness.

While Wang Ye and Lao Pang were stunned, Pan An rubbed his body and rushed towards Ding Qijun without pausing.

Before everyone came back to their senses, he crossed the gap that was smashed open, appeared two meters in front of the arrogant Ding Qijun, kicked his chest in the air, and kicked the guy who had changed his face to the ground. Flew out.

While he was still in mid-air, Ding Qijun began to vomit blood crazily, as if he didn't want money.

When he fell to the ground, Ding Qijun, who was injured more and more injured, groaned and passed out directly.

At this time, Pan An had already slapped the second brother's face all over his body: "Pa——"

The second brother, who was trying to escape, was stunned by this slap and threw himself on the ground, opening his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood with several teeth on it.

Afterwards, Pan An punched, elbowed and kicked a series of times, like a tiger plunging into a flock of sheep, but whoever was hit by him would end up flying upside down or on the street.

In a short while, apart from Pan An and Wang Ye, there was no third person standing in the backyard until Lao Pang struggled off Wang Ye's shoulder.

This old man is obviously more thoughtful than Wang Ye. After being beaten for a while, seeing Pan An being so brave, he knew that Ding Qijun and the gang would definitely kneel down thoroughly after this blow, so he decided to pull the flag across through this crisis.

I saw him stumbling and searching among the screaming or fainting ruffians all over the ground, and when he found someone who had beaten him, he immediately went up to punch and kick him, and yelled and cursed at the same time: "My old man is the one who can be bullied by you bastards." Is it right? Xiaoye also has a big brother now, dare to bully my old Pang, I am simply impatient..."

Even Ding Qijun was able to escape the crazy revenge of this old man, and he was beaten so hard that he woke up, screaming again and again: "Don't hit, don't hit, I admit defeat, admit defeat, vomit—"

"It's good to know that you have to admit defeat, you bastards can't be killed..." Seeing Ding Qijun vomit blood, Lao Pang was startled, immediately stopped cursing and stepped aside, looking at Pan An gratefully.

Pan An didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he shook his head slightly and came to Ding Qijun's side: "Boss Ding..."

"Don't dare, dare not, vomit—"

Ding Qijun hurriedly denied the title of the boss, and continued after vomiting blood: "From now on, you will be my boss. If you tell me to go east, I will never dare to go west. But if the boss tells me again, it will be a sea of ​​swords and fire." I don't even frown! Ugh—"

But he didn't expect that Pan An flatly rejected his clinging: "You think too much! Just because of you, the fighting scum, you want to be my lackeys? What good things do you want?"

As soon as these words came out, I didn't know that lying on the ground while mourning, while thanking the boss for his unique vision and hugging a thigh, the hooligans were all disappointed.

"I've always been very reasonable. Don't you guys like to bully people? I like to bully people too, especially people like you! From now on, whenever I see you bullying people, I'll beat you up. Especially Boss Ding, as long as Your people bump into my hands, I will come to beat you after I beat them, and I won't fall behind once!"

Just when Ding Qijun's face changed drastically, Pan An lazily started to drive away: "Now, you can all get out!"

……

Soon, the group of ruffian mourners, supporting each other in twos and threes, came out from the alley next to the garage.

The second brother, who covered his mouth with blood on his hands, was still full of dissatisfaction: "Brother, what should we do next? I can't swallow this tone anyway..."

"Do you have a way to get revenge? Or do we have the ability to deal with him? Uh-uh-"

Ding Qijun yelled back, but when he got angry, he vomited two mouthfuls of blood, his expression was extremely gloomy: "I don't dare to provoke him anymore, if I kick him again, I'm going to die. If you are not convinced, second child, you can continue, But for the sake of brotherhood, please say hello to me before you do it, so I can go back to my hometown and avoid it!"

The second brother was short of breath when he heard the words.

He looked around angrily for a week, trying to find a companion who was as brave as him, only to find that no one dared to look at him as far as he could see, and everyone silently avoided his sight. He is against the enemy.

This fact made him full of disappointment, and also made him secretly determined to go to Mr. Cheng when he was ready. He believed that Mr. Cheng would not disappoint him...

……

After Ding Qijun and the others left, Wang Ye was fascinated by the various weapons that had been abandoned on the ground, smirking for a while, frowning for a while, and regretting for a while, which was very weird.

The scene of Pan An massacring the Quartet made him very envious.

But when he thought that if it was him who came, he might have to spend a lot of money with him, he could only suppress the urge to learn from Pan An.

"What are you thinking about?"

Wang Ye came back to his senses, and when he turned around and saw that it was Pan An, he couldn't help asking, "Uncle, are you rich?"

"I'm not your uncle, I'm at most one or two years older than you!" Pan An was so angry.

Lei Jiajia called him uncle, that was a kind of defense, and he couldn't correct it.But if the dumbass in front of him called him uncle, it was unbearable.

Wang Ye hesitated for a moment, and tentatively called out, "Brother?"

"That's about the same!" Pan An nodded reluctantly, and said to the fool, "I never have to pay for beating people, because I know how to beat people without paying."

"Brother, can you teach me this way of beating people? There are a lot of bad guys, I seem to be beating them..." Wang Ye immediately became excited, looking at Pan An with anticipation.

If human beings have tails, Pan An has no doubt that this guy's tails will be wagging happily at this time: "Yes!"