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Chapter 44 Old Lady Taekwondo Black Belt

Yan Shuyao looked at Wu Qiong's face, her heart tightened, and she stood behind Chen Pingan, a little scared.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Boss Wu, if you open the door for business, why don't you let the customers leave?"

"Fuck you! You can leave, but you have to lie down and go out. Someone is coming!" Wu Qiong glared at Chen Pingan and clapped his hands.

As soon as Wu Qiong finished speaking, people with dyed hair of various colors and armed with sticks poured in from the door and surrounded Chen Pingan.

Yan Shuyao turned on her phone secretly and wanted to call the police.

Seeing Yan Shuyao's actions, Wu Qiong burst out laughing: "Beauty Yan, do you want to call the police? Don't worry, it's useless even if you yell at her! The signal is blocked in this room, so the phone can't make calls."

When Yan Shuyao heard Wu Qiong's words, she looked surprised. She suddenly brought the phone to her face and saw that there was no signal. Yan Shuyao's face turned pale instantly and she turned to look at Chen Pingan, her beautiful eyes trembling slightly.

When Wu Qiong saw Yan Shuyao's reaction, the smile on her face became even bigger: "Don't worry, Miss Yan, I am very gentle towards beauties, so just feel free to stay here with me."

At this time, the girl on the side looked at Yan Shuyao with some jealousy in her eyes. She took two steps forward to protect Wu Qiong's arm and called out "Brother Qiong" softly.

Wu Qiong smiled, turned his head, lifted the girl's chin, and said with a big smile: "You two come together."

Immediately, Wu Qiong turned to Chen Ping'an and said: "I'll give you a chance to keep this woman, and you kneel out."

Yan Shuyao stared at her beautiful eyes, feeling that the eyes of the people around her were almost seeing through her. Yan Shuyao, who had been spoiled since childhood and had never been severely beaten by society, had never seen such a scene.

Yan Shuyao's pretty face was slightly pale, her hands were tightly holding Chen Pingan's clothes, her tone was trembling: "Chen Pingan, what should I do? Where are your people? Please call them in quickly!"

Wu Qiong was happy when he heard this, and said to Chen Ping'an: "Little guy, you brought someone here? Where are they? Pull them in and show me?"

Of course Wu Qiong didn't believe it. Did this girl think she was scared?

What's more, this is your own territory, so what will happen if someone comes? Once you've entered your home, don't even think about leaving completely!

"I'm so scared, please let me go." Chen Pingan smiled, but there was no trace of fear in his tone, and he was clearly joking.

Leaning back lazily, Chen Ping'an knocked on the table with one hand and looked at Wu Qiong with cold eyes: "Do you remember that not long ago, there was an old man named Wang who lost a lot of money with you and borrowed money from you?

Did you pay a high interest rate?"

When Wu Qiong heard Chen Pingan's words, he immediately remembered that a man named Wang did come here to gamble a few days ago. Why is he so familiar? Because he sent someone to find him and lured him there. Wu Qiong did this kind of thing a lot.

Do it, otherwise you will just wait for people to come here to gamble and you will not be able to support your squandering.

Wu Qiong's eyes were a little surprised, and he looked at Chen Ping'an and said, "Are you here to avenge him?"

Chen Pingan shook his head, looking a little lonely: "He is dead."

"Dead?" Wu Qiong was stunned, but he didn't care. He knew deeply that most people who embarked on this road of death did not have a good ending. Many of them lost their money, hanged themselves and drank medicine. He only cared about himself.

Pocket, how can you care about other people's life and death?

"He is dead. He still has a small child at home."

Wu Qiong looked at Chen Ping'an's serious expression and wanted to laugh: "So what, isn't it all his own fault?"

When Chen Pingan heard Wu Qiong's words, he raised his head and stared at Wu Qiong: "Don't you blame yourself?"

Wu Qiong was stunned, looking at Chen Ping'an's bottomless eyes, which actually made him a little ashamed, and then there was a burst of disdain: "Ni Bodhisattva is crossing the river, you should worry about yourself first!"

Yan Shuyao's eyes changed when she looked at Chen Pingan. She was a little puzzled at first that such a stingy and shrewd person like Chen Pingan was willing to gamble with money. Now after hearing the conversation between the two, she suddenly realized that she had underestimated this man. Chen Pingan

Ping An has responsibilities and responsibilities that others do not have.

Yan Shuyao looked at Chen Pingan carefully, her face turned a little red. The man in front of her looked quite good-looking when she was serious. It was as if she was infected by Chen Pingan, and she was not afraid anymore.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "So there's nothing to talk about?"

"Talk? Are you worthy? Break his legs! Be careful not to hurt the little beauty." Wu Qiong pointed at Chen Pingan and cursed.

The boys surrounding him laughed, yelled and cursed, and rushed towards Chen Pingan with sticks in their hands.

Chen Pingan stood up and faced the rushing crowd with cold eyes.

Yan Shuyao saw Chen Ping'an standing in front of her, with his generous back, which made her inexplicably feel at ease. However, this feeling only lasted for a moment, because the thugs coming like a tide reminded her that the reality is that today is probably the end of the world.

Ruined!

Yan Shuyao felt a little regretful and resentful. This stupid young man, why don't you prepare yourself properly if you come to cause trouble? Even if you ask the police to take care of you outside, it would be better!

Just as she was thinking about it, Yan Shuyao saw a man with yellow hair bearing the brunt of the attack, carrying a stick and whizzing towards Chen Ping'an's head. Looking at the motionless man in front of him, there was some ridicule on his face, maybe he was scared to death, right?

"Chen Pingan! Be careful!"

Just as Yan Shuyao exclaimed, Chen Ping'an moved, lightly raised his foot and kicked Huang Mao's chest.

Huang Mao's originally slightly mocking face suddenly turned ferocious, and his thin body suddenly flew backwards, as if he had been hit head-on by a high-speed train, knocking away everyone behind him and smashing him hard.

He fell on the wall and passed out.

The people who were about to attack Chen Pingan nearby stopped their momentum instantly when they saw Huang Mao's miserable condition and looked at Chen Pingan with horror on their faces.

Wu Qiong's eyes widened. The scene in front of him was as incredible as watching a movie. He was stunned for a moment, then picked up a bench next to him and threw it at Chen Pingan, shouting: "Rush over, hurry him up! Who can't get on?"

I’ll kill anyone!”

The boys next to him heard Wu Qiong's words, swallowed their saliva and slowly approached Chen Ping'an. Although the man in front of them was terrifying, Wu Qiong's ferocity was deeply ingrained in their minds over time, making him even better.

After Wu Qiong finished speaking, he retreated into the crowd and looked at Chen Ping'an with gloomy eyes. He had a vague premonition that he would be in trouble today.

Chen Ping'an kicked the stool away and looked at the crowd with a sneer on his lips: "If you don't want to go? Then I will go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ping'an was like a fierce ghost, with an afterimage painted on his body and rushed straight into the crowd.

Yan Shuyao was stunned when she heard the incessant screams from the crowd. Then she saw that Chen Ping'an was like a sharp sickle, and the crowd fell one by one wherever he passed, and she couldn't help but take a step back.

At this time, Chen Pingan had just put down the last person, and suddenly he sensed a person slowly approaching behind Yan Shuyao. A trace of coldness appeared in Chen Pingan's eyes. At this distance, no one could guard against him.

In this case, Yan Shuyao was hurt! Chen Ping'an was about to use his energy and looked back.

At this time, a wretched head slowly poked out from behind Yan Shuyao's head. It was the young man who was borrowing money from Chen Pingan downstairs. When he saw Chen Pingan being called away, he followed him secretly and witnessed what was happening in front of him.

In one scene, he looked at the money covering the table again, gritted his teeth and felt evil. While Chen Pingan was not around Yan Shuyao, he sneaked behind Yan Shuyao and wanted to kidnap her and threaten Chen Pingan.

Before the young man put the knife on Yan Shuyao's neck, he shouted: "Bring me the money, or I will..."

Before the young man could finish his words, he was interrupted by something that even Chen Ping'an hadn't thought of. He choked back half of what he had just said.

Chen Ping'an hadn't moved yet, but Yan Shuyao did.

Yan Shuyao suddenly raised his arm and hit the young man in the abdomen with an elbow. The young man felt pain immediately and slightly let go of the dagger in his hand.

Yan Shuyao seized the opportunity, grabbed the young man's arm with his backhand, hooked his leg downwards, and threw the young man away with a throw over his shoulder.

The young man fell hard to the floor, groaned, covered his arm and curled up in pain.

"I have a black belt in Taekwondo! Humph!" Yan Shuyao looked at the young man and said fiercely.
Chapter completed!
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