"Little sister, speak louder." The chubby-faced, blond-haired man poked his head closer to Li Fang.
Like a turtle peeking out, the yellow hair on its head almost touched Li Fang's face, startling Li Fang into taking three steps back.
"Comrade," Chen Qingshu stepped in front of Li Fang, "It's not easy for a young woman to do business, let's show some respect."
"Who are you? What are you pretending to be?" The fat, blond-haired man reached out and tugged at Chen Qingshu.
"Don't fight, let's talk this out." Chen Qingshu hurriedly reached out to block.
The two blond-haired men attacked simultaneously, cursing under their breath.
Chen Qingshu was thin and frail, a weak scholar, and was no match for Huang Mao.
Li Fang snapped out of her daze and hurriedly tugged at the skinny, blond-haired man's sleeve, "Don't hit him, don't hit him!"
"Little sister, your hands are so soft." The skinny blond man reached out and touched Li Fang's hand.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his scalp as someone grabbed his long hair. The thin, blond-haired man instinctively raised his face.
Snap—
He received a solid slap to the face, making him see stars.
Immediately afterwards, he received another heavy kick to the stomach, causing his stomach to churn violently.
"Waaah..."
The skinny, blond guy vomited immediately.
His head was buzzing when the fat blond guy hit him again, knocking him down.
Fat blond hair hurriedly got up, squatted on the ground and coughed incessantly, "Ugh, ugh..."
I felt nauseous but couldn't vomit, and my face and neck turned red from holding it in.
The skinny, blond-haired man finally opened his eyes and saw a towering, imposing figure.
He was wearing a denim jacket, jeans, and basketball shoes, with a bicycle imported from Taiwan next to him.
Wang Peng sneered, "You two lousy blondies, what are you pretending to be so great for?"
Wolves have big tails, dogs have small tails; to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf is to insult them as dogs.
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