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Chapter 97

Before the Spring Festival, it snowed heavily in Xijing.

Next week will usher in the most solemn festival of the year, the Spring Festival.

Yang Chen, who returned from Macau, plans to leave Xijing and return to his hometown, Xinfeng, to celebrate the New Year in the next two days.

In order to let Yang Chen spend more time with her, Nalan Tongtong asked Yang Chen to go for a walk in the People's Park and see penguins. They fell in love when they were students and walked hand in hand in the cold wind. Even if they were silent to each other, they still enjoyed it very warmly.

Romantic things, when adults look back on these years, they always think they were silly and cute. However, these silly things are mostly things that they will have endless memories of throughout their lives.

The two didn't drive and chose to take the No. 65 bus. This was Xiao Nizi's idea. Most children from rich families have this habit of experiencing the life of poor people.

The bus stopped and went, and people were bumping into each other in the carriage. It was extremely crowded. Nalan Tongtong, who had not taken a bus for many years, was in high spirits. Yang Chen leaned against a vertical bar on the bus, put his hands around Xiao Nizi's slender waist, and looked at

Looking at the faces of all the people in the car, some were drowsy, some were talking to their mobile phones at the top of their lungs and talking nonsense, such as Boss Zhang and Boss Li, Mr. Chen and Mr. Li, who seemed to be big shots who experienced the lives of ordinary people, while others were pretending to look at the crowds around them.

The crowd kept frowning and pouting, pretending to be rich people who were used to driving private cars and squeezing into the bus.

The out-and-out little people at the bottom have to deal with all this and put on a mask full of flaws to pretend. Isn’t it tiring to live?

While Yang Chen sneered in his heart, he noticed that the two burly men at the back of the carriage were always paying attention to him and Nalan Tongtong. When the bus arrived at its destination, Xiao Nizi got off the bus one after another with him, and the two men who were following him followed them blatantly.

At the stop of People's Park, the intersection of seven bus lines, the people waiting for the bus rarely mentioned Bai Lai. Two Jinbei vans that had been following the No. 65 bus for a long time got ahead of the other bus and stopped in front of the bus stop unusually abruptly.

, people were at a loss, the car doors opened, and out came more than 20 ferocious men carrying steel pipes, wooden clubs, and even sharp knives.

Just like the scary scenes in Hong Kong gangster movies.

The timid woman burst out screaming, and the crowd waiting for the bus was like a frightened bird. The black mass of people fell apart and dispersed around. More than a hundred people and countless passers-by were frightened by about twenty people and were so embarrassed. It was really sad, and it was in line with the prevalence of car bandits and road bullies in the past.

The scene of one person robbing a car of people in those years is so similar.

The panic-stricken people realized that the men with vicious looks were not targeting them. They stopped curiously and waited eagerly to see which guy was unlucky. Behind the bus stop, on the bicycle lane outside the road, twenty or thirty people brazenly surrounded a man and his wife.

Women, people found that the young men who were surrounded were fearless and looked down on the fanatics who were definitely not kind-hearted in a very pretentious manner.

Pretending to be a fork! Looking for death!

Most people think so, and have no interest in fighting injustice. They also gloat and laugh at Yang Chen's fearlessness. Yang Chen secretly sighs that the principle of being alone has harmed the blood of generations of descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties. It is only when a catastrophe comes that the cohesion of the nation is revealed.

not enough.

Otherwise, who would dare to underestimate the great nation that once guided mankind out of ignorance.

"Come on, save some time, and you guys can come together." Yang Chen didn't know how many times he encountered similar situations over the years. He was almost numb. He held Nalan Tongtong's hand with a faint smile. Of all the people present, probably only Nalan

Lan Tongtong, this silly girl, blindly believes in her man's ability.

"Fuck this s**t!"

There was a sharp roar, and the tough men who were not bluffing moved upon hearing the sound. The man who was the first to touch Yang Chen had not yet dropped the knife in his hand, but his wrist made a sharp and crisp sound that made his hair stand on end. Then there was a sharp pain in his heart, and the shining knife flew into the air.

The big foot that broke his wrist bone had already stepped on his face.

The man who thought he was experienced in fighting and killing people had no time to react and cried in his heart, "It's over!"

At the same time, Yang Chen forcibly stepped the man who was about the same size as him to the ground. A thin layer of snow foam on the road was knocked away by the burly body. The momentum was shocking. The man's head was like a stone squeezed by the road and the soles of Yang Chen's feet.

The pressure was on the ball, and the vent was his catfish mouth. A mouthful of thick blood spurted out far away with a few teeth, and the snow-covered road was suddenly stained with scarlet, which was so tragic and tragic.

The bladed knife fell, and Yang Chen's foot that trampled the person moved up and down in an extremely wonderful way. The long knife whirled and flew backwards, causing a bone-crushing scream. One person fell down in response.

The square-headed machete penetrated the man's calf three inches deep, which was shocking. The man wielding the iron pipe behind him was so frightened that he gasped when he saw his companion's injury.

Not to mention the sharp tip of the knife is pierced into the bone, how powerful it is!

All this happened in a short moment, and the bystanders couldn't see what was going on. The two people suddenly fell down, and everyone was very puzzled. They always felt that the person who fell should be Yang Chen who was alone. It was only reasonable that they could go deep into the old forest.

It's a bit ridiculous for the fierce men who strangled the reinforced platoon-level combat units of the field troops with their bare hands to imagine that they were so weak.

There are always exceptions to everything. The world is not all weaklings who can be slaughtered by others. There are always strong men who can defy the odds. When it comes to the ability to fight and kill, Yang Chen is truly a pervert. More than twenty people surround him and Nalan.

Tongtong rushed left and right, and the scene was chaotic. He remained motionless. From time to time, someone fell down, and from time to time someone flew out of the circle of people.

Most of the people watching were stunned.

One versus twenty, exaggerated scenes from movies and TV shows were staged in reality, with great visual impact. In just two minutes, most of the people from 20 to 30 people fell down, but Yang Chen in the middle was still unscathed, overwhelming the whole audience, if not

Nalan Tongtong was there, and two minutes was enough to defeat this group of uncooperative men. Yang Chen was a little dissatisfied with his own record, and waved to the men who had retreated indifferently.

"I don't believe I can't let you go!"

The bald man who took the lead went into battle himself, and the rest of the people followed him swarmly, forming a semicircle. The guy in his hand risked his life to greet Yang Chen. Yang Chen sneered, and threw away Nalan Tongtong, who had forgotten his fear.

Behind him, one hand rested on the ground, and his strong legs swept the four people lying down. Without getting up, he started doing a gorgeous movement similar to Thomas's circling on the spot.

With a clanging sound, the wooden sticks and iron pipes in the hands of the vicious men were twisted to the ground by Yang Chen's two scissor-like iron legs. One hollow steel pipe was severely twisted and deformed.

The siege evolved into a one-man show.

Nalan Tongtong was infatuated with Yang Chen's performance. At this moment, with her back to the bus stop sign, she suddenly noticed the almost inaudible sound of feet stepping on the snow behind her. She subconsciously looked back and saw a person approaching quietly.

Already close at hand, the stern young man approaching suddenly attacked, pointing a short knife shaped like a military dagger directly at Xiao Nizi's shoulder and back.

Nalan Tongtong subconsciously wanted to hide, but suddenly thought that if she dodged, Yang Chen's back would be completely exposed. The daughter of the Nalan family gritted her teeth and did not move, trying to block the blow for her man.

A critical moment!


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