279. Dessert shop! Coincidence with robbers who rob!
"Isn't this the boss? Just call him boss." At this time, Leng Xuanhan turned around, glanced at the middle-aged man in front of the glass cabinet beside him, and said calmly in a low voice.
At this time, the two women who looked up after hearing the sound seemed to be startled by the handsome man in front of them.
Fortunately, not every woman is a nymphomaniac. The two women looked at the man with admiration.
The two women glanced at the middle-aged man, and then the woman who just called the proprietress said, "What boss? The proprietress's husband has been dead for many years, so it would be better for the proprietress to open this shop alone with her daughter.
We live nearby and we are all regular customers. I have never heard of the landlady remarrying!"
At this moment, the expression of the middle-aged man who had been smiling just now changed, he turned around and crossed the glass cabinet, and was about to run towards the door.
However, at this time, the way was blocked by that tall figure.
"Are you going to leave like this? Don't leave anything behind?" At this time, the voice was low and cold, and his sharp eyes were filled with an inexplicable strength.
"What is it? I don't understand what you are saying. Get out of the way." The middle-aged man no longer had the false smile before, and a fierce look suddenly appeared on his face.
He clenched his fist and moved towards the man with his huge fist.
Could this young man be a simple guy? If he could stand out in that devil's camp, his skills would certainly be strong.
His eyes flashed sharply, he narrowed his deep eyes, stretched out his big hand, and immediately grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist.
Then, everything happened so fast that people had no time to react. The tall figure moved. The middle-aged man didn't know what was going on, but he only felt pain in his wrist, then numbness in his elbow, and his arm was severely hit by the iron claw.
The middle-aged man suddenly cried out in pain as a sharp pain came from the base of his shoulder.
In an instant, the middle-aged man's body was pressed firmly against the glass counter, and his face was rubbed hard against the countertop. He subconsciously frowned tightly and couldn't help it.
moaned.
"It hurts, it hurts, sir, please show mercy. I don't dare to do it anymore." A cry of pain and pleading could be heard.
However, at this moment, the other hand of the middle-aged man who was holding him down suddenly took out a knife from there, and regardless of the pain, he turned sideways and pointed towards the man who was holding him down.
Stab it.
"Ah...be careful..." The two women who had retreated to the other corner couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw him.
Leng Xuanhan, who was holding the middle-aged man in his arms, was forced to let go of his hand.
As soon as he was freed, the middle-aged man seemed to be driven into panic, and he took the knife and slashed at Leng Xuanhan regardless of the pain in his hand.
Leng Xuan coldly narrowed his sharp and cold eyes, and his cold eyes fell indifferently on the middle-aged man's ferocious face.
He easily avoided the middle-aged man's knife, then sidestepped, bumped his elbow, and struck the middle-aged man's wrist holding the knife with his big palm.
There was a click on his wrist, the middle-aged man screamed in pain, and the knife flew to the other side.
At this moment, two middle-aged men rushed out from the back room, each with ferocious faces and holding short knives and rushed towards Leng Xuanhan in the middle.
A flash of coldness flashed in his indifferent eyes, and he showed no mercy. Suddenly, the warm storefront was filled with swords and swords.