Xie Yan put away his cell phone, raised his wrist, lowered his eyes and looked at the watch, and then his narrow peach blossom eyes raised slightly: "Okay."

Liner who is unknown: "?"

……ah?

Before Xie Yan's words "Okay" were completely finished, Lin Er saw that two glass doors were suddenly violently pushed open in the leisure bar in front of him, and then a group of people rushed out from inside.

In terms of quantity, you can form a team in a complete way and play football.

The "players" were all tall and big, muscular, wearing professional black suits, black communicator on their waists, and even holding professional electric shock sticks in their hands.

He looks well-trained and looks like a professional bodyguard.

Through the black suit, Liner could see the bulging muscle lines on their arms.

The bodyguards rushed in with their electric shock sticks in a thunderous posture. When they looked over, they looked like a layer of dark clouds pressing against the ground in a stormy weather.

The dark clouds quickly stopped at the door of the equipment store. Without Xie Yan's words, the bodyguards trained to tighten the three layers inside and three layers inside and outside.

Looking at the bodyguard team that suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhou Hao was stunned and his hand that hooked Lin Mingyang down at some point.

Oh, is there such an operation?

The airborne magic weapon on site???

Xie Yan didn't say anything, but just raised his hand lazily.

The bodyguard in the lead immediately became serious, bowed slightly, and gave way with respect.

Xie Yan looked at the little girl who was completely shocked by the human-shaped standing card next to him and sneered: "Can't come?"

Liner: “…”

Me, fuck.

This big guy's aura is a person who is even more high-profile than Lin Yian.

A real man never brags, just say ok.

After a moment of stalemate, Lin Er followed silently.

Faced with this situation of a fierce battle in the young and dandy movie, Zhou Hao, a slutty little bastard, became completely timid.

He swallowed the saliva in his mouth, pointed to the bodyguard in front of him who looked like a Russian black bear, and then whispered to Lin Mingyang: "Brother, tell the truth."

Lin Mingyang looked desperate: "Ah?"

Zhou Hao continued to swallow: "It's not that I'm bragging, but their size. If I fight with them, within three seconds, they will have to kneel on the ground, cry and pinch my people, begging me not to die."

Lin Mingyang: “…”

Do you still use fucking nonsense?

With this size, if one punch hits it, it will probably kill a big buffalo on the spot.

At the critical moment, Lin Minghui, the brother, came out.

Lin Minghui remembers that the boy wearing glasses in front of him was the one who almost sent his brother away on the spot in Feng Qingshan last time.

He had a strange intuition. This beautiful boy looked at him kind-heartedly, but when he started to do something, he would never be more gentle than his uncle Lin Yian.

"Same, classmate." Lin Minghui pinched his fingertips, forced himself to calm down, and finished speaking, "Now it is a civilized society, and private fights are prohibited."

Upon hearing this, Xie Yan glanced at him casually.
Chapter completed!