"Next time I'll send you a rubber stick, so that you can avoid doing anything randomly."

Seeing these guys' expressions with grievances, Fang Yuanshan felt a little funny. However, his bodyguards have always been quite reliable in their work. Today, I blame him for not explaining this matter clearly in advance. Another thing is that Arnold does not command here, otherwise this would not have happened.

Yuan Gaoyang laughed and said, "Boss, you can rest assured, you will be hollow bullets, and no one will die."

"Nonsense, the hollow bullets shot from 'emr' will kill people, okay? Forget it, use a rubber stick next time!"

“…”

Fang Yuanshan, who was sitting in the car, was also a little sad when he thought about what the "Old Cheng" had told him. Although these big guys all looked quite majestic, they were like prey raised by the government now, and could only stay peacefully on one acre of three-point land in their homes, and dare not do anything randomly. How could they compare with the "polar bears" and others?

These big guys with 15k backgrounds will not take them in except Xiangjiang, and they will not be able to immigrate. It is like a conflict with Fang Yuanshan, and he will leave when he is patted. But Xiangjiang is their base and cannot leave anywhere. They can only wait to welcome the arrival of a storm.

It was already dark. Thinking of agreeing to the dinner of "Sister Qi" tonight, he said to Yuan Gaoyang in front of him: "You can put me down when you arrive in Poland Street later!"

"Okay boss"

When we arrived at Feng. downstairs, Fang Yuanshan felt funny when he looked at the colorful lights that were lit up early outside the dilapidated building. I wonder if those models were treated as passing by. Feng pulled them? Thinking of a lonely man coming here to buy Chun, and then he took them to bargain for a while, Fang Yuanshan felt funny.

When I walked into the building, as Yuan Gaoyang said, no manager came to ask. The entire first-floor lobby was gray and dirty, and there were garbage, lunch boxes, dry and hard paper balls, and aunt's mother's scarves...

I walked to the elevator entrance, and the wall was painted colorfully everywhere. There were also beautiful girls' murals, and small advertisements were posted everywhere on the elevator door.

This afternoon, the sister Qi called him and said she was treating him to dinner. Fang Yuanshan had something to do at that time and didn't know when they would be free. So she asked for their house number and thought that if she had time to come in the evening, she would forget it if she had time to come.

When I entered the elevator, I pressed the seventh floor, and then I observed the situation in the elevator. The same dirty and not much, and there were ambiguous pictures everywhere, half-naked girl posters, recruiting and prostitution phone calls. College students, female nurses, urban white-collar workers, full of temptation.

"If you are paralyzed, you can't get something fresh if you always have these things?"

Fang Yuanshan, who had just finished speaking, saw a message in the crack, "Mother. Female Flower"...

"bite"

“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Yeah..."

“￥%…￥%…”

As soon as the elevator door was opened, a crying sound came into his ears, and a wave of "nonsense" followed. Fang Yuanshan looked up at the front, and seven or eight Southeast Asian "ghosts and animals" were pulling a girl to the elevator. Behind him was a crying woman, looking about her forties.

He is not a living Lei Feng, and he helps each other. Besides, there is no love for no reason in the world, nor does he hate for no reason. Since these people dare to force people, they must have some grudges in it, and he will not intervene rashly.

It was indeed good. After coming out of the elevator, several door cracks in a walkway were quietly opened, but no one came forward to help, and there was a gloating expression on his face.

"That man is really not a thing. He asked his wife to go out and do it. Now he actually lost his daughter."

"Ah Hua is also stupid. What's the point of nostalgia for that kind of person? Now he has also taken care of his daughter. It's really..."

"She was an illegal immigrant in her early years. There was nothing she could do, hey."

Fang Yuanshan avoided the group of people and let them pass, watching them pull the girl with disheveled hair into the elevator. The girl staggered and kept crying in a low voice, but she never struggled. It seemed that she had accepted her fate.

The group pushed into the elevator and pushed the woman out of the elevator. The girl's hair was disguised before closing the door inadvertently exposed her eyes. What kind of eyes were they? She had no focal length, was numb, dead, and had no desire to live, like a walking corpse. Fang Yuanshan's heart was trembling!

That kind of despair about fate and no longer feeling attached to the world made Fang Yuanshan believe that this girl would jump off dozens of floors at any time and would not have any nostalgia.

Just as the elevator door was about to be closed to death, Fang Yuanshan rushed over like a cheetah, inserted his palms into the crack of the door, and forced the elevator door to open again.

"Let go of this girl."

Although the old Cheng joked, "As long as you call the police, the police will recruit people", what can you do if you get stuck? It is natural to pay back the debt. If you call the police for up to 24 hours, then people will still come to cause trouble for you. At that time, you won't have a good talk with you. The consequences will be very serious, and those who are unsure will end up in a miserable way.

So the seven or eight Southeast Asian men in the elevator were not panicked at all. I guess he was another nostalgic. One of them said in Chinese: "Hey, boy, this matter is not your business. Her father owes us money and promised her to pay the money for us 'working'."

"What job do you work? What money will you pay? If you want money, you go and ask her dad for it. Why are you looking for her?"

"Why are you so much nonsense? It's all your business?" After saying that, a young man approaching the door wanted to do something.

"Bang"

Fang Yuanshan threw a whip leg and thrust over. The explosive force even thrust him up, and then hit the iron sheet of the elevator. The elevator lights on it shook violently, and even the elevator swayed violently.

After the man bounced back to the floor from the elevator, a large human-shaped depression appeared on the iron sheet of the elevator. It is conceivable that Fang Yuanshan's foot was powerful and powerful.

“Vomit…Vomit…”

The Southeast Asian man knelt on the ground vomited loudly, and his stomach was red and white, and Fang Yuanshan kicked it out with all the kicks.
Chapter completed!