Yuan Yin and Lei Jun jumped off the high platform, faced four or five young people, and kicked them with all their strength, sending those young people flying several meters away.
Four or five young people flew out upside down and smashed into each other with their companions behind them, falling to pieces.
Immediately, the dance floor became quiet, and no one dared to come forward to beat anyone anymore.
"A bunch of stupid birds, think that having more people is a big deal?"
Lei Jun curled his lips in disdain and raised his fingers at the thirty or forty young people opposite him, "Come on, let's continue!"
"Well!"
The young men had a numerical advantage, but when faced with the fierce Lei Jun and Yuan Yin, they couldn't help but retreat.
There were five or six of them outside, and they were good at bullying ordinary rich kids. After all, their identity and background were there, and even if they beat someone, they wouldn't dare to dig into it.
But when we get here, people from the Novo Group have the final say in the entire neighborhood.
In addition, these two guys are extremely skilled and can fight even more powerfully than their bodyguards. Who would dare to fight?
"Damn it, if my bodyguards can enter the community, why are they still afraid of these two guys?"
A kid from a rich family snorted angrily.
Unexpectedly, when he raised his head, Lei Jun's tall figure appeared in front of him.
"Kid, what did you say?"
"No...nothing!"
The kid from the rich family was suddenly shocked and shook his head quickly: "You... don't mess around. My dad is..." "Pa!"
Before he could finish speaking, Lei Jun slapped him in the face.
"I don't care who your father is, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll slap your teeth out!"
Lei Jun shouted in a deep voice, frightening the young people around him to tremble.
The young man who was beaten did not dare to fight back. He shrank his head in aggrieved manner and retreated to the back.
Ye Fan jumped off the high platform, looked around, and fixed his gaze on Xiao Song and Mr. Luo.
Ye Fan didn't say anything, he walked to the sofa in the corner and sat down, crossed his legs and lit a cigarette.
Yuan Yin and Lei Jun followed closely behind, each sitting on either side of Ye Fan.
The young people around him all stepped out of the way for fear of being beaten by them.
Ye Fan blew out a puff of cigarette and curled his fingers at Xiao Song and Luo Shao.
"Come here you two!"
"...You, what are you going to do?"
Xiao Song was shocked and angry, looking at Mr. Luo anxiously.
Mr. Luo's face was ashen, and he strode three meters in front of Ye Fan, "I am from the Luo family, and my father is the president of the Chinese People's Public Opinion Association..." "Who is your father? It's none of my business?"
Ye Fan waved his hands disdainfully and said, "Are you the king of children here?"
"That's right!"
Mr. Luo nodded, his expression becoming colder and colder.
"very good!"
Ye Fan lit the cigarette ashes and said in a commanding tone: "I'll give you one hour to clean up all the garbage here.
Before dawn tomorrow, pack up all your belongings and get out of the neighborhood!"
"Hmph, what a joke! Who are you? If you tell us to leave, we will leave?"
Mr. Luo sneered.
"Whoa!"
The next second, Ye Fan appeared in front of him, raised his hand and slapped Mr. Luo, spinning him around in circles.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound, and five bright red handprints suddenly appeared on Mr. Luo's face.
"you!"
Mr. Luo was beaten so hard that stars appeared in his eyes. It took him a while to come back to his senses, "You...you dare to hit me?"
"Made, you are impatient with life, do you dare to hit our Brother Luo?"
Xiao Song was shocked and angry.
"Do you know that he is the third-generation descendant with the most background in China? His father, his mother, his uncles, and uncles are all..." "Pa!"
Before Xiao Song finished speaking, there was another crisp sound.
I saw five palm prints appearing on the other side of Mr. Luo's face.
Mr. Luo was beaten until his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.
"Why... why did you hit me?
!”
"Whoever talks nonsense again, I will beat you up."
Ye Fan crossed his arms and snorted softly: "You can't even control your own little brother. If I don't hit you, who will I hit?"
"What the hell, you are so brave..." Xiao Song shouted loudly.
"Nima's Xiao Song, shut up!"
When Luo saw Ye Fan raise his hand again, he was so frightened that he hurriedly roared at Xiao Song.
"Brother Luo, I'm here to help you!"
Xiao Song felt aggrieved.
Mr. Luo was so angry that he would have kicked him a few times if his legs hadn't been so weak that he couldn't get up.
Co-author: It’s not you who is being beaten, so of course it doesn’t matter to you! “What on earth do you want to do?”
Mr. Luo took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.
"As for the two requests just now, do it quickly.
If this place is not restored to its original state within an hour, I will lay a finger on you!"
Ye Fan said calmly.
"good!"
Mr. Luo knew that he was no match for the opponent, so he could only do as he was told.
He called a few people to help him up and started to arrange things for everyone to do.
Seeing that Mr. Luo's face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping with tears, these young men did not dare to disobey him and quickly began to clean the side hall.
Driven by fear, these young men and young ladies who had no fingers in the water broke out into a powerful labor force.
In just twenty minutes, the ground was spotless, and all kinds of debris were packed away and carried to the garbage dump across the street.
Ye Fan was quite satisfied and said to Mr. Luo: "Next, go back to each house and pack all the clothes and supplies.
I will arrange for someone to pick you up here before sunrise tomorrow."
"Where are you sending us?"
Mr. Luo asked coldly: "I want to go back and discuss it with my mother..." "It's nothing to discuss!"
Ye Fan snorted: "I'm only going to say it for the last time. If anyone doesn't do what I say, I will destroy you all!"
"Okay, I'll remember you!"
Young Master Luo did not expect that the other party would be so domineering, so he stopped fussing and led a group of young people out of the side hall and ran back to their residence.
Xiao Song looked at Ye Fan angrily, turned around and followed closely behind Mr. Luo.
They lived in the same courtyard, and they complained to their mother as soon as they returned home.
Their mothers were all children of wealth. They grew up in fine clothes and had a good life, but they never did anything.
But when you get here, you have to do a lot of things yourself. Although the living conditions are good, they are far from the big houses with single courtyards in the center of the block.
"Humph, what is this?"
Mother Luo was taking care of the house's hygiene, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She suddenly threw away the feather duster in her hand and sat down on the sofa angrily.
"The head of the family doesn't know what he is thinking. He actually sent us to such a ghost place. He also emphasized that we must behave well and try to stay! Humph, you have to do everything by yourself, and there are people supervising you every day. If you do something slightly wrong
One point will deduct conduct points.
No, when I see the boss next time, I will definitely ask him what he means!"
"mom!"
At this moment, the door of the house was pushed open.
"Xiaocheng, are you back so early?"
Mother Luo put on a smile and stood up to greet him.
"Aren't you going to a party with friends... huh?
!Xiaocheng, what’s wrong with your face?
Did you get into a fight with someone?
Come on, who is it?
I’ll go get it back for you right now!”
Mother Luo was heartbroken, her voice was high and sharp, full of anger.