"No?" Han Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "It doesn't matter. Then come with us to a place. I guarantee you can make thousands of dollars in one night."
After saying that, he waved to the three people next to him and said, "Go and catch him."
He Yian was startled, his pupils constricted: "What are you doing? Where are you going? I'm not going..."
He was muttering when he suddenly felt his body being pushed to the side by two strong forces.
Xiaobao supported him as he staggered. After he stood still, he found that Xie Huaijin and Li Mingyang had rushed to the front at some point and were already fighting.
War is imminent.
In an instant, the store was filled with clanging and crackling sounds. Almost all the tables and chairs were overturned. The beating was so intense that it was frightening just to watch.
Xie Huaijin looked very angry, and he used all his strength in every punch and kick. However, Li Mingyang's moves were relatively feminine. Not only could he skillfully use the tools around him to hit the opponent's vital points, but he also made it impossible for the opponent to touch him. He was very flexible.
But He Yian was still anxious and struggled to say, "Xiaobao, let me go. I have to go help them! This happened because of me. I can't let them get hurt!"
"No!" Xiaobao held him tightly, "Xiao'an, you can obviously not fight. Going over will only cause trouble. You'd better protect yourself first!"
He Yian opened his mouth to speak when he heard three bangs. The three men all collapsed to the ground, wailing in pain.
"This..." He Yi'an was shocked. "Is it so powerful?"
"Of course not," Xiaobao said with a smile, "Although I don't know Xiaojin's strength, I do know Brother Yangyang."
"He learned a lot of tricks from my brothers, but never had the chance to use them. This is a good opportunity to practice."
Han Yu, who had been so arrogant, suddenly turned ugly. He couldn't help but say angrily, "He Yi'an! I'm going to fucking kill you!"
He rushed towards He Yian with his fists raised, but Xie Huaijin grabbed his wrist halfway and twisted it in the opposite direction.
"ah--!!"
Hearing Han Yu's cry of pain, Xie Huaijin still didn't let go. Instead, he said sarcastically, "With your mediocre skills, you still have the nerve to show off. Who the hell do you think you are?"
"From what I can see, you're just good at talking, but you don't have any real skills at all, right? Ex-husband?"
He Yi'an was secretly happy at first, but when he heard the last sentence, he laughed out loud for no apparent reason: "What kind of name is that?"
Xie Huaijin snorted, raised his eyes and asked him, "How much do you still owe him?"
"About... around ten thousand," said He Yian.
"Yes," Xie Huaijin replied, "I paid it back for you."
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