The streets are full of cars and buildings, and there are shops buying and selling things.

At the door of those shops, from time to time, there were beautiful girls soliciting business, wearing fancy clothes and walking into the street, and all kinds of flickering slogans came out of their mouths.

"It's a clearance sale, there are only three days left, the last three days!"

This kind of often follows three days or three days, and it seems that their time difference is different from ours.

What's more, he shouted directly: "Genuine brand, fake one pays ten, don't want 18,000, don't want 1,008, just 98 ......"

Well, I'm stupid, I'm naïve, sometimes I really want to go up and ask: Eight dollars and eight are not sold?

The noise of the street is the best contrast.

At the door of a shop on the street, on a bench under a sun umbrella, sat a quiet woman.

The woman was wearing a bandeau and floral dress, light blue high heels, a pair of pink framed eyes, and long hair draped over her shoulders, giving people a stunning feeling of beauty from afar.

The woman was looking down and fiddling with her phone, as if none of the surrounding qiē had anything to do with her.

Who is this man? Liu Lang could recognize it at first sight, naturally He Shiya, who had not seen him for a long time.

Liu Lang rushed out of the car, more than 100 meters away from He Shiya, and shouted from a distance, "Teacher He." ”

He Shiya didn't hear it, and still fiddled with the mobile phone in her hand.

Since the last misunderstanding eased slightly, Liu Lang has not gone to class, and several weeks have passed unconsciously.

Liu Lang saw that He Shiya didn't say anything, and just wanted to run over, but suddenly saw a man walking out of the back shop, holding two drinks in his hand, and was walking towards He Shiya.

The man was wearing a suit. is handsome and elegant, but for some reason, the corners of his eyes always give a violent feeling.

Liu Lang was stunned, his feet slowed down unconsciously, and he squinted at the man.

"Hey, this person seems familiar?"

Liu Lang was inexplicably a little irritable in his heart. But he didn't recognize it, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace again.

The man walked to He Shiya's side with a drink, handed He Shiya a glass, and then sat next to He Shiya, talking to He Shiya affectionately.

Liu Lang looked at the two of them smiling, as if the vinegar jar had been overturned, burning his heart and lungs. Without even thinking about it, he rushed over in three steps and two steps.

"Aya, what a coincidence."

Liu Lang endured the anger in his heart, squeezed out a smile, and pretended to walk in front of He Shiya easily.

He Shiya obviously didn't expect to meet Liu Lang in such a place. Suddenly raised his head and met Liu Lang's eyes.

"Liu Lang? How, how is it? ”

He Shiya's expression was a little nervous, her eyes were a little evasive, and she lowered her head in a panic.

The man sitting next to He Shiya suddenly looked displeased. Whoosh stood up and asked angrily, "Stink." Who are you? ”

"Right? Aya, who am I? ”

Liu Lang asked angrily.

He Shiya's hands trembling with the drink were trembling, and she seemed to have mustered up great courage to raise her head again.

"Liu Lang, this is the eldest son of the Yan Group. Last time you saw it. ”

He Shiya pretended to be calm.

When Liu Lang heard this, he immediately remembered that when he pretended to be He Shiya for the first time, it seemed that he was trying to avoid the harassment of this guy, but why did they get together again now?

"Yandong? Yan's Group? ”

Liu Lang suddenly chuckled in his heart. Damn, isn't this guy the one who killed Han Meimei's sister?

It's really a coincidence that I didn't write a book, and I actually sent it to the door myself.

Liu Lang hated itchy, but he still held back the anger in his heart, only glanced at Yandong, as if treating him as air, stepped forward and grabbed He Shiya's hand, and shouted, "Go, go back with me!" ”

He Shiya's body trembled, but she didn't resist.

Yandong was suddenly anxious, rushed forward with an arrow step, grabbed Liu Lang's collar, and shouted, "Stink, what are you going to do." ”

, he shook his hand and was about to hit Liu Lang.

Where will Liu Lang let him fight, just looking at the opportunity, he blocked it with his other hand.

"Poof!"

"Ouch!"

With a muffled sound, Liu Lang's fist hit Yandong's fist, and Yandong took two steps back, screamed, and almost fell to the ground.

Yandong's eyes were as if they were about to burst into flames, and he was furious, shouting: "You stinky man, you dare to fight back." ”

"Damn, if I don't fight back, do I have to wait for you to beat me?"

Liu Lang can't care so much at this time, anyway, he will clean you up sooner or later, and there is nothing to be afraid of today.

Yandong is the eldest son of the Yan Group, and he has received professional taekwondo training, although the level is not very high, but it is more than enough to deal with one or two ordinary people.

At this time, Yandong also looked annoyed and angry, staring at Liu Lang viciously, and already regarded Liu Lang as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh.

"Stinky man, do you have the ability to let go of Shiya and try to fight alone with me?"

"Yo? What, still not convinced? ”

Liu Lang was grabbing He Shiya, but before he could pull He Shiya up, he turned his head to look at her, then gently let go of his hand, blushed his face, straightened his waist, and walked in front of Yandong.

He Shiya opened her mouth and sat back on the bench with a smile, her eyes unconsciously red.

"Liu Lang ......"

Liu Lang was angry as if he hadn't heard it, stretched out his middle finger, waved at Yandong, and shouted: "It seems that I won't let you taste my power today, you really don't know how many eyes Ma Wuye has." ”

"You're looking for death!"

Yandong was already so angry that he couldn't care about the image of his eldest son, so he took off his suit jacket, threw it on the ground casually, and smashed it towards Liu Lang's face door with a clench of his fists.

This is a densely populated place, and there is an endless stream of good deeds coming and going, and soon Liu Lang and the two are surrounded in the middle.

"Yo, rival dueling."

"It's a good show, come and see it."

Some people are really not afraid of small things, and they hold their arms and watch the excitement.

Although Liu Lang has a strong physique, he is much inferior in terms of tricks, and he looks a little clumsy in front of Yandong, and he has already been kicked several times under a few moves.

"Grandma, it's not a way to go on like this, I have to use brute force to play with him."

Liu Lang rubbed his chest that was kicked by Yandong and stared at Yandong deadly.

Yan Dongyang shook his hair proudly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a disdainful smile.

"Hmph, I thought you had a lot of ability, it turned out that you were so capable, and you dared to rob Shiya from me, it was really beyond your strength. Today, if I don't beat you down and kneel down to me and beg for mercy, I won't be surnamed Yan! ”

With that, Yandong sent his two feet back and forth, and kicked towards Liu Langfei again! (To be continued~^~)