After leaving the door, the snow was getting heavier and heavier. I casually glanced at the surrounding environment. It seemed that my home had not changed at all. It was still the same old alley, the same shantytown, with dilapidated brick houses and mud.

On the road, I bought a box of old people's chairs from the canteen at the entrance of the alley, lit it and took a puff. It still smelled like the one I smoked when I was in middle school. It was very strong. Now that I knew that my mother was smashed by those gangsters in the county.

fruit stall, and even injured someone. Although Zhao Fanchen seemed calm and indifferent on the surface, he was already burning with anger in his heart. No one dared to bully my mother. If anyone dared to bully my mother, he would follow them.

There is absolutely no room for negotiation on this. My mother has worked hard all her life, and she has finally grown up alone. She has been looked down upon and ridiculed by others. She has suffered so much and suffered so much. Now that he is back, she will never give up.

It will make my mother feel a little wronged.

I didn't expect that these stinky bastards in the county would be so arrogant, and would be so harsh on the old man who set up the fruit stall. Zhao Fanchen snorted coldly, and casually chatted with the old man at the canteen: "Uncle."

, do we still collect protection fees in this area?"

The old man at the canteen sighed, stuck his head out of the small window, looked around, retracted his body, and then sighed: "Hey, don't mention it, who says it's not the case? Those gangsters come to your door every two days.

Come to ask for money. How can our small business survive their tossing? There is no one in the surrounding countryside who has not suffered from their tossing. Yesterday, Aunt Ye's fruit stall in the alley was smashed.

, people were also injured, how do you think we will live in the future????"

"If they are like this, no one will care about them?" Ye Fan smiled, handed the old man at the canteen a good cigarette, lit it for him, and the two started chatting.

"What?" The old man sneered and cursed angrily: "Hey, don't mention it, they are just a bunch of bastards who rely on their relatives to eat public food in the work unit. They don't care about our life and death. If we don't pay, they will be destroyed.

Your stall also beat people. One time, my grandson looked at them twice and was beaten violently by them. Oh, there is no reason to reason. More troubles are worse than less troubles. Those powerful people, let’s have a flat head.

If the common people can't afford to offend, who will take care of it? It's just a disaster for these neighbors from all over the country. Hey, let's not mention it. I have to go out to buy goods. I'm afraid I won't be able to come back if it's too late."

The old man braved the heavy snow and rode a tricycle to buy goods at the wholesale market. He walked such a long way just to get a bargain, but when he picked up the remaining money from his teeth, he didn't know who got a discount.

In this small county, it is not difficult to find those notorious gangsters. They can only be found in bars, discos, and billiard halls. There are no bars, bathing centers, etc. in this small county.

There are many consumer places, and the others are small consumer centers such as KTV. Ye Fan chewed a cigarette in his mouth and patted the snowflakes on his shoulders. It snowed heavily today, and all the shops on the street opened late and their business hours were also late.

, so it seems much depressed.

At the crossroads, Ye Fan turned around and found a relatively large disco and billiards hall. The billiards hall was above and the disco below in the basement. The door was ajar. At this time, the surrounding small

Taimei, little gangsters won’t come to the disco so early, but the billiards hall above is very lively, playing very exciting pop music, and I don’t know where they got the low-quality speakers, and the piercing music is loud.

It was so violent that all the snowflakes falling on the second floor windows fell down. The neighbors next door were too angry to speak out. Sometimes these gangsters would get together in the middle of the night and play music so loud that the noisy neighbors would sleep.

No, but everyone knows that these people are untouchable, so they can only endure it.

He looked up and saw the signboard of the Heat Disco hanging on the second floor. Ye Fan sneered, pushed open the ajar door, and went straight to the second floor. That kind of inferior sound system, plus seven or eight people howling like ghosts inside.

The sound was really terrible. I pushed open the glass door on the second floor, walked in, and lit a cigarette for myself. When I raised my head, there was only the sound of loud music in the billiard hall, and there were seven or eight people with colorful long hair.

The gangsters all stared at Zhao Fanchen with squinting eyes and fierce expressions. They all stopped, holding pool cues in their hands. The two people behind immediately blocked the door, holding half a bottle of beer in their hands.

The wine bottles instantly surrounded Zhao Fanchen, because usually at this time, no one would come here to play billiards, and even if they did, they wouldn't come alone.

Often, when you appear at this time, you are still alone, and someone as intimidating as Ye Fan is probably here to cause trouble and stir up trouble, because people in small counties are not so leisurely, and usually those who come here to have fun are

They were some students from nearby schools and some street gangsters from society. However, these gangsters had no intention of taking action in a hurry, because they had not seen anyone who dared to cause trouble for a long time.

In addition, Ye Fan himself gave them an invisible sense of urgency. Although this man came in without saying a word, his aura made several gangsters feel anxious.

"Brother? Are you here to have fun, or are you here to stir up trouble?" The young man with reddish-brown hair holding a billiard cue in his hand took a step forward contemptuously and stood there looking like a ruffian.

There, squinting eyes.

"I'm looking for Zhang Dahu." Ye Fan raised his eyelids and glanced lightly. He shook the snowflakes off his woolen coat and didn't even look at these little bastards seriously.

Zhao Fanchen's attitude in front of him made several young bastards who were used to being arrogant in the small county town extremely angry. They had suppressed the evil fire in their stomachs, their eyes were wide open, and they grabbed the hand in their hands.

Billiard cues and wine bottles, staring fiercely.

"Boy, I think you're here to stir up trouble today, right? It seems like you just came back from out of town, right? Tell me, where is your home? This county is big or small, small or not.

Our brothers are covering you. I think you just came back and you may not know the rules here. All the businesses on the streets in the county are covered by our brothers, so if you come here to pick a fight today,

As for the matter, I advise you to think it over clearly, unless you don’t want to stay in this small county anymore. Once you take action, there will be no room for negotiation. You’d better not make things difficult for your brothers. If you

If you don't know the rules, just go out and play two shots with the brothers behind me, and you will naturally understand the rules. If you don't want to understand the rules on our territory, then we have nothing to say." Dyeing brown-red

He has long hair and a sinister smile.

"Third brother, why don't you talk nonsense with him? Let's go straight to the fight. Our boss's name is also his? Are you betraying him???" The few second-rate guys behind were shouting happily.

Ye Fan remained unmoved, his eyes were still the same, so cold and so piercing that these little bastards couldn't help but shrink back. Why was this man's eyes and that invisible aura on his body?

They were so pressed that they couldn't breathe, and they were extremely flustered when they saw his eyes. Ye Fan still said the same thing: "I'm not here to fight, I'm looking for Zhang Dahu."

"Damn it, I'm looking for you Male Gobi, you parallel importer. Can you call Zhang Dahu by his name? Brothers and this boy, just waste your words and go straight to kill him. In this small county,

No one dares to yell at us yet, call me!" Upon hearing Zhao Fanchen's words, this group of arrogant bastards suddenly became unhappy.

The passion of others surged to his forehead again.

The two punks holding wine bottles who were blocking the door let out a strange scream and rushed forward. Zhao Fanchen flew up with his feet and clicked, and there were two crisp sounds of bones breaking. These two punks were

There was a scream and a cry of pain, and the person was already flying backwards. At the same time, Zhao Fanchen turned around and snatched the wine bottles from the hands of these two guys. With a crash, he smashed them all over the head.

Shan Hong, the afros of these two gangsters were suddenly covered in blood and flesh, their skin was torn, their faces were covered with glass shards, the beer bottles were shattered on the floor, and the beer inside was spilled everywhere.

The two bastards flew out and knocked over two billiard tables before falling to the ground, holding their knees with both hands, screaming in pain, their faces covered in blood, and even rolling on the ground in pain, while the others simply

I didn't see clearly how Zhao Fanchen did it.

"Holy shit! It's your uncle." The little bastard with reddish-brown hair screamed strangely, and was dumbfounded on the spot. They were just a few arrogant and domineering little bastards in the county town. I had seen such neat and tidy people there.

skill.

And almost in a few seconds, Zhao Fanchen turned around, took the billiard cue out of this guy's hand, slammed it on his lower abdomen, and pushed his knee up. It was extremely sharp and the moves were fierce and dripping. Ye Fan

This must have almost lifted this guy's weight of more than 180 kilograms, and pushed his whole person off the ground. This guy didn't even have time to scream, and his entire face turned into pig liver.

His face turned red, and finally turned purple. The facial features on his face began to twist and deform due to the severe pain in his lower abdomen. Then his body shrank into a ball and fell limply to the ground, twitching.

Before the people behind him had time to die, Ye Fan had already grabbed the collars of the two people and threw them out, hitting them against the wall. They were thrown to pieces and disoriented, and the case in the billiard hall was instantly distorted.

Qiba's body was leaning on the ground. In just a few seconds, four people were already lying on the ground. The four guys behind, who were too late to die, subconsciously took a step back and wanted to turn around and run away.

My legs felt weak, as if they were filled with lead. The young man in front of me, with a crisp face and even a sense of superiority as an artist, had really weird and terrible skills. He struck fast, hard, accurately, and steadily.

, absolute Lian Jiazi, these little bastards who usually show off their power, arrogance and domineering, saw this scene, and were immediately beaten to pieces.

The red-haired hero who looked like he was the only one just now ran a few steps slower because he couldn't control his feet. Ye Fan grabbed his neck and then the billiard cue in the red-haired hero's hand fell to the ground.

On the ground, he subconsciously lowered his head and saw that his Adam's apple was gently pinched by Mark's two fingers. With just a little force, his Adam's apple would be crushed. The red-haired hero was frightened on the spot.

He was weak, shivering, and his face was pale. He almost wet his pants. He had been around for so long and had seen such a battle. His tears and nose almost came down. He swallowed hard and said with a cry: "Brother,

If you have something to say???? Then what, if you have something to say, let’s talk it over, okay? Today we are brothers and it’s not my fault??????”

At this time, the billiard hall was already in a mess. The remaining three people were so frightened that they fell to the ground with pale faces and souls. Zhao Fanchen glanced at a few people, and the four people who fell to the ground and moaned in pain were suddenly frightened.

Closed his mouth.

"Speak well? I originally wanted to speak well to you, but you don't listen. What can I do? I advise you not to move, because if you move, if I am not careful, I will crush your Adam's apple.

." Ye Fan smiled gently, but in the eyes of the red-haired hero at this time, it was simply a devil's smile.

"Grandpa, I?????? I really didn't do anything, just let me go??????? Wuwu??????" The red-haired hero burst into tears on the spot, like

Like a girl, she knelt down to Ye Fan.

At this moment, a shout came from the back room: "Stop!"
Chapter completed!