When Gan Qing saw his dark face, he quickly coaxed him back: "Of course, it's great to be able to go to the bank for a loan - if I asked for it, they would definitely not give it to me. Buying a house is unthinkable for us.

I dare not think about it. The difficulty is similar to that of heaven. Although it is more difficult for you now, it is like the tribulation before attaining enlightenment and ascension. Only you and the lightning rod in the world can draw lightning. It's great.

"

Yu Lanchuan, who was suddenly side by side with the lightning rod, squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "...If you don't want to speak human words, go back and bury yourself in peace."

"No, I still have something to ask of you." Because Gan Qing had a cold, when she spoke, it sounded like the voice she used when she was a "Teacher Mengmeng". She used this voice to call people "baby" every day, and the end of her voice was dragged out.

It was long and penetrated into Yu Lanchuan's ears, like countless small grains of sand grinding against his eardrums, making the back of his head feel itchy.

Yu Lanchuan's fingers curled up involuntarily.

Gan Qing asked again casually: "According to your conclusion, should I apply for police protection now?"

Yu Lanchuan felt as if there was a door left open in his heart. Following her words, a small voice came out - "You can apply for my protection", and he almost blurted out.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and cut off the words in time: "How much tax do you pay in a month? How much are you consuming public resources?"

Gan Qing looked over his mask and looked him up and down with an unclear look.

Yu Lanchuan: "What?"

"Look at Mr. Xiao Yu..." Gan Qing paused subtly, "She has delicate features and pretty eyes."

The fact that he can still remain single is all due to his profound skills.

Yu Lanchuan: "..."

He felt that Gan Qing's expression and tone were strange, a bit like teasing him, and a bit like scolding him. In short, it sounded rich in connotation and not like nice words.

Gan Qing quickly poured him a glass of water: "Go on."

"The good news is that the people from the Beggars' Gang and the Xingjiao Gang may not care about you now." Yu Lanchuan said, "You have found Wang Jiake and brought both the Xingjiao Gang and the Beggars' Gang into the situation. I don't want to worry about you now."

I don’t know which side the person is from. The police seem to be tracking down the Beggar Gang and the Foot Gang. Both groups are busy and busy. If they don’t wipe their butts clean this time, they will probably be classified as illegal groups and banned. I think

They should all have received the message by now."

The phone numbers of the four elders of the Beggar Clan were already in full swing. Tian Zhanpeng silenced his hot cell phone and hurriedly walked into the reserved private room. The heater made him sweat all over his forehead.

Someone immediately asked: "Old Tian, ​​why did you come?"

"There are a lot of things going on in the past two days when we move... Where is Old Zhao?" Tian Zhanpeng said absently, looking around the room but couldn't find Elder Zhao, "Why, he's not here either?"

"Old Zhao was taken away, and many brothers from the dirty clothes gang below us were also taken away. At first, I thought it was the urban management crackdown on beggars and entertainers, but later I found out it was not the urban management, but the police!"

"What happened to Lao Zhao? What's going on?"

"I just said that when you went to 111 to cause trouble that day, you shouldn't have alerted the police!"

"I just went to the police station and sat there for a while. Wasn't everything fine then?"

"The same goes for Xiao Zhai and the others. There has been no news for several days."

Tian Zhanpeng was so dizzy from the noise in the room, and there was still a lot of trouble behind him that his blood pressure suddenly shot up.

At this moment, someone suddenly whispered: "My master called that person today..."

Tian Zhanpeng: "Which one?"

"Just...the granddaughter of the old gang leader."

"Yang Yifan, just Yang Yifan, and 'that one' - are you a primary school student who secretly talks bad about people when they go to the toilet together?" Tian Zhanpeng said angrily, "What does Lao Zhao mean? Invite everyone to act together, and then he privately contacts Yang Yifan

, do you want to be the first to get there?"

"Be patient, Elder Tian," another person said. "My men are keeping an eye on the people at the hospital to report back, saying that Yang Yifan went to the Public Security Bureau today - what time did Elder Zhao call?"

The people on both sides spent some time together, and the air in the room became quiet.

After an unknown amount of time, someone whispered: "She? She is the granddaughter of the old gang leader after all... Isn't she afraid of trapping the old gang leader? Isn't that right?"

Tian Zhanpeng raised his eyes pitifully: "This is because the old gang leader has a low chance of being discharged from the hospital alive. She has drained her salary. This..."

He cursed something unpleasant in a low voice, and veins popped up on his gray temples.

"Call someone here and ask," another elder said, "Is she going to destroy the inheritance of our ancestors?"

"Family members, please pay attention to the time." The nurse in the ICU ward whispered, and Yang Yifan responded, indicating that he heard it.

The old gang leader looked thin and small in the middle of a pile of instruments. No one could have imagined that Wu Jue's "Chuan Lin Feng" would become such a shriveled skin.

Yang Yifan remembered that he always envied Grandpa Yu Huaide upstairs. After the death of old man Yu Huaide, the old gang leader Yang said several times, "It would be great if I could be like my elder brother in the future. If you want to die, just find a place to sit and close your eyes and die. Come on."

Go without worries."

But he has too many worries, and even life, old age, illness and death seem to be more sloppy than others.

"When you wake up, you will find that I have ruined all your life's hard work. From now on, the Beggar Gang may really only appear in martial arts novels." She thought, "Will you blame me?"

The family members could not stay in the intensive care unit for long, so Yang Yifan took a deep look at him and was led out by the nurse.

There was no need for an escort in the ICU, so Yang Yifan had nothing to do in the hospital. After changing into an isolation gown, she planned to go back to the company to stay for a few days - there were always people from the Beggar Clan over there at 111.

"I have nothing to do tonight. Let's think about it again and use the company's official account to send the statement." Yang Yifan was thinking as she walked. There was traffic jam near the hospital and it was not easy to park. She parked the car a little far away. In order to rush for time, she parked the car.

Take a shortcut.

Suddenly, her spine tightened, and before she had time to think about it, she took a sideways step to avoid it. This step was a bit too big, and her thin heel got stuck in the sewer opening, making her stagger.

Yang Yifan suddenly turned around and saw a strange man with patches on his body standing behind her.

"Ms. Yang," the other party said unceremoniously, "I am a disciple of Elder Tian. Today the elders are gathering. I hope you will honor me. I came here specially to pick you up."

Yang Yifan pulled the shoe out. The heel seemed to be specially made to match the sewer opening. It was stuck tightly, so she did not pull it out: "Sorry, I don't have time, and I am not from the Beggar Clan."

The man in patched clothes showed a troubled expression: "I am not able to invite you as ordered above. The elders will blame me for not doing things well."

"Are you inviting me or tying me up?"

"Of course you are invited," said the man in patchwork clothes, "but 'you must be invited'."

Yang Yifan sneered and quietly put his hand into his pocket to take out his cell phone: "What if I don't want to go?"

The man said: "Sorry."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab Yang Yifan's arm. Yang Yifan ducked down to avoid his hand, and at the same time pulled off the zipper of his high-heeled boots, jumped out of the shoes with his bare feet, raised his knees and walked towards the person.

When the other party took a step back, he turned around and ran away. He glanced at the phone screen from the corner of his eye and frantically pressed the emergency dial.

This is one of the shortcomings of contemporary smartphones. They have a whole screen that cannot be touched, making it particularly inconvenient to call the police in an emergency.

When she was very young, Yang Ping forced her to practice kung fu, and she was often beaten because of it. So when she thought of these things, they were all painful memories. Later, she refused to do it again no matter what, until she was in her thirties.

, the boy's skills have long since become a show off, and he must not be accompanied in fights.

The man immediately chased after her. Yang Yifan's legs were not as long as others. One of her feet was bare and the other was wearing an eight-centimeter stiletto boot. She ran like an acrobat. She broke out in a cold sweat. At this time, in front of her,

The sound of footsteps came from the intersection, and Yang Yifan's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to scream, he saw that the intersection was blocked by a few homeless people!

As soon as the call was connected, before Yang Yifan could hear the voice clearly, someone twisted her arm from behind. The phone immediately fell out. She kicked it and the man in patchwork clothes took the opportunity to hit her hard on the knee.

After being stepped on, Yang Yifan felt the pain of not eating flesh for twenty years, and he knelt down on the spot.

The man sneered: "Can you come with us now?"

Yan Hao got off work early that day and came back to help Boss Jiang look after the store. When he was sweeping the floor in front of the laundry, his ears suddenly moved, like a big-eared bat, and he sensitively captured the sounds behind him. Yan Hao turned around

Turning around, I saw Quiet standing across the intersection.

Qing Jing has not come to work for several days. It is said that she is asking for leave. The poor pet shop next door cannot afford to hire a second clerk, so the boss has to personally come to pick up the customers. The boss is a bald man in his thirties, nearly 1.9 meters tall.

He had thick arms and a big blue dragon tattooed on his arm that was shaking its head and tail, which frightened the little animals in the pet shop and the neighbor of the pet shop, Xiao Yan Hao.

As soon as Yan Hao saw him, his calves began to cramp from two meters away, and he still hasn't dared to send cans to the next door.

After finally regaining his hope, Yan Hao was surprised and happy. He waved to her desperately and said to her in a mute language that he was not very proficient in - I have something for you!

At this time, a bus drove through the intersection and stopped between them. Yan Hao had to retract his hand and scratched his hair in embarrassment.

Half a minute later, the bus buzzed by, but Yan Hao looked again and saw that the girl on the other side of the road had disappeared. He was startled and ran over to look for it. There seemed to be still traces of the girl's body in the air.

The smell of fruit. Yan Hao looked around and saw a shadow flashing around the corner.

Yan Hao, the former student of Yan Hao's school, was inferior to Gan Qing in terms of his lightness. His quiet footsteps were not as light as ordinary people's. Of course, he had noticed it a long time ago, but he had never asked about it. They were like netizens who happened to live next door and used text every day.

When communicating with "human emoticons", it is inconvenient to inquire about "three-dimensional" things if others don't take the initiative to tell them.

What happened to her?

Yan Hao hesitated and chased after him.

Quietly seemed to be tracking someone. This girl was really the reincarnation of a cat demon. She was born as light as a swallow. Yan Hao showed all his housekeeping skills and almost lost her several times. Finally, Quietly stopped.

Yan Hao was a little confused about where he was, keeping one eye on Qi Qi. He took out his mobile phone and booked a seat for himself. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of several sneaky Beggar Clan disciples.

After successfully locating the phone, Yan Hao took a closer look - isn't this near the hospital where old gang leader Yang lives?
Chapter completed!