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When Fan Ze saw the gazes of these people, it was as if he was on fire. He clenched his fists tightly, and his whole body was tense, like a little leopard about to pounce on someone. Yuan Hongjun secretly turned Fan Ze's back behind.

The little fat man looked pale at the moment, the tea egg seller was an old woman, her legs were trembling with fright, she didn't even want the coal stove for the tea eggs, and ran away.

Faced with such a battle, Yuan Hongjun didn't say he wasn't afraid, but his heart was beating wildly. It's just that he had cultivated his energy for many years, and he didn't show any fear on his face. Looking at these people with his dark eyes, his voice was cold: "The public Underneath, there are so many pedestrians and passengers passing by,”

The yellow-haired young man spit thick phlegm on the ground, with evil spirit on his face: "Don't tell me that it's useless, my brothers are running out of money recently, I will borrow some money from you and obediently hand over the money on your body, so that you don't have to worry about it." The pain of the flesh."

Yuan Hongjun clenched his fists tightly, looking at the people around him without blinking, his whole body was tense.

This group of people dared to commit robbery around the train station, and I'm afraid they also have accomplices.

Yuan Hongjun glanced at the big clock above the train station from a distance. There were still four or ten minutes before the train's driving time, and it seemed that a quick battle would be decided.

Yuan Hongjun took a step back secretly until his right leg touched the groove on the tea, egg and coal stove. Then he stood still, took out the only 26 yuan left in his pocket, and said in a calm voice, "When you go out, you are asking for money. The few of us are just ordinary people passing by, with only 26 yuan in our pockets, why don’t you guys use it to drink, we have no grievances in the past, and we have no hatred in the present, there is really no need to be aggressive.”

The wretched Huangmao's eyes lit up when he saw the money, and he snatched the money from Yuan Hongjun's hand, grinning, and after counting it again, he turned his eyes at Yuan Hongjun: "Bah, I just want to spend twenty yuan. Brothers, it seems that you still have a lot of money on your body, and you will be searched today to take out all the money on your body."

Hearing this, Yuan Hongjun clenched his fists even tighter, and gritted his teeth. Now that he has about 1000 yuan on him, he must never give the money to these people. It is his entire net worth, and it is impossible to give it to these people. You can only fight when you come.

After figuring out the joints, Yuan Hongjun no longer hesitated.

Their numbers are not dominant in the first place, and the opponent still has a guy in his hand. For the current plan, they can only catch the opponent by surprise. Yuan Hongjun directly bent over and picked up the hot stove hook, and pulled it at the leader Huang Mao. , Cold drink: "If you don't give people a way to live, then don't live."

Yuan Hongjun's temperament is ruthless to himself, and even more ruthless to others. Ji Ran decides to resist, so he will show no mercy in his hands. It's just that Yuan Hongjun still has a sense of propriety, and he doesn't want to make a fuss to avoid the vital point.

Fan Ze is no different, let him fight with people in the alley since he was a child, although he doesn't know how to punch, but there are quite a lot of routines in group fights, like a little leopard, it rushes to the nearest person with a whine, Hit with a punch.

After being hit twice, Fan Ze grabbed a stick and started fighting with the person next to him.

On the contrary, it was the little fat man who rarely fought before, and because he was too timid to be beaten and screamed, Fan Ze and Yuan Hongjun could only take two steps sideways and fight back for him.