An Rong stood there and shook his head helplessly, "I have no interest in lonely geese."
In other words, no matter how bad he was, he would not attack a woman who had just left the team.
Misha stared at him, as if she didn't believe him at all, and sneered, "How can you be such a gentleman? A person who even counts his own brother is not a good thing!"
An Rong was not in a hurry to refute, but asked casually, "What about Gu Xicen?"
Misha glared and defended subconsciously, "How can our Xicen be the same? That bastard Gu Wangchuan doesn't even want his daughter. Women will continue to follow him because they have no strength and heart! But you, from now on
I wanted to get rid of Tulie from the very beginning and did not hesitate to plot against him, so why should I compare myself with our Xicen?!"
An Rong did not deny it, but smiled slightly, his tired face too white.
Without arguing with her, he walked out and said, "You'd better not leave them."
Misha pinched her waist and said forcefully, "What are you doing, a warning or a threat?"
He paused and turned his head, "...it's a piece of advice."
"Tch, I'm not afraid!" Misha said this, but she kept muttering in her heart, didn't this guy arrange someone nearby?
"Girl, look for your money."
At this time, her mother-in-law came over with a bunch of change. Misha was stunned and immediately waved her hand, "Mother-in-law, there is no need to look for it."
"No, no," the mother-in-law smiled and gave her the money. "Come back if you like it."
Seeing her mother-in-law's insistence, Misha respected her very much and readily accepted the money.
Looking back, I saw An Rong holding on to a tree, his head hanging down, his shoulders twitching slightly, and his suppressed coughing could still be vaguely heard.
Misha raised her eyebrows suspiciously and couldn't help but walked over, wanting to take a closer look.
She knew that An Rong was a sick man, but she didn't expect that he would be so ill.
Feeling that she was approaching, An Rong took out his handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat on his forehead, "Why aren't you leaving?"
"Ha, this is your home? You don't care if I leave or not! I can come here if I want, how about it? How about it?!"
An Rong took a few deep breaths, turned around, and said with a bloodless face, "You also said just now that I dare to scheme against my eldest brother, so there's nothing wrong with me. I don't dare to do it.
"
Hearing his warning, Misha's heart trembled.
She knew he wasn't bluffing.
But Misha is a master who refuses to admit defeat. The more he warns, the more resistant she becomes.
Just as he was about to say something, he heard a burst of shouting behind him.
An Rong turned sideways and looked there, and Misha also turned her head.
I saw a bunch of people surrounding the old woman's roadside stall, overturning the tables and chairs there from time to time, and kept shouting, "If you don't move away, we will burn this place down!"
All the guests were frightened and ran away. Only the old couple were surrounded by this group of people, feeling sad, angry and fearful. The old man hugged his wife tightly, his face flushed with anger, "We won't move!"
"Don't move?" Someone stepped forward and kicked the chair in half, "Then I'll tear your two old bones apart!"
"You...you..." The old man pointed at them with trembling fingers, too angry to say a word.
From a distance, there were people watching, pointing and calling these people bandits from time to time, but they did not dare to step forward to help.
Misha was so angry that she no longer cared about An Rong. She pulled away those people and rushed over in a few steps.
"Old guy! Are you going to move it or not?" The man raised his hand as he came up, and the old man quickly protected his wife.
Before the man's hand could fall, someone opened it with a stick, causing him to yell in pain, "Ah!"
Misha threw away the stick and kicked the man again, "Get away!"
"You stinky woman!" Several people nearby rushed over, trying to help their companions vent their anger, but before they could get close to Misha, they were stopped.
"Taking action against women and the elderly is not what a man should do."
An Rong stood in front of Misha and the old couple and looked at them calmly.
Misha was stunned and looked at him up and down, a little surprised. In her impression, An Rong should be extremely vicious, how could he come forward to help them? Moreover, with his small body and sickly body, he could be there at any time
He would be blown down by the wind, and he couldn't even parry a punch!
Looking at An Rong, those people warned, "Stay out of our business, or you will suffer the consequences!"
The mother-in-law was also anxious, "Xiao Rong, leave quickly and leave us alone."
An Rong gave her a reassuring smile, "Mother-in-law, it's okay."
"It's okay, it's okay. You'll know later if everything is okay." Misha smiled sarcastically, but still helped the two old people to sit next to them. He was the one who had to take the lead anyway, and he had to take responsibility for anything that happened. Of course, if you can
It's best to hang up and save them a big trouble!
Thinking of this, Misha smiled happily.
But in the blink of an eye, she couldn't laugh anymore.
An Rong's skills were unexpectedly good, and Misha was dumbfounded.
Damn it, is he really sick or fake? Doesn’t he look like he is suffering from an injury?!
In just a few minutes, An Rong was able to defeat this group of people. His attack was ruthless and ruthless, leaving no room for mercy. If he hadn't taken into consideration that no one would be killed here, he would definitely leave no one alive.
Those people were beaten so badly that they were all lying on the ground, without even the strength to get up.
An Rong stood in the center, coughed a few times, took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, threw the handkerchief away, turned around and walked towards them.
The mother-in-law was completely frightened and at a loss, "Xiao Rong... are you okay... this... this..."
"Mother-in-law, don't worry. I will be responsible for this. I can guarantee that no one will bother you again. Unless you are willing, no one will dare to touch your house." He said it calmly and calmly, but when he spoke,
The deterrent effect is to convince people.
The mother-in-law looked at those people, then at him, and nodded blankly.
An Rong immediately made a phone call, and not long after, the place was surrounded by police cars. Someone came over, said a few words to An Rong, and escorted the troublemakers back to the police station.
It was only then that her mother-in-law believed An Rong's words. She held his hand and said with tears in her eyes, "Xiao Rong, thank you."
An Rong smiled and said, "Mother-in-law, you don't need to thank me. I don't want to be unable to eat the noodles you make here in the future."
Misha stood aside, looking at his sincere smile, and couldn't help but think. In fact, everyone is diverse and has different appearances for different people. Just like An Rong, in the eyes of her mother-in-law,
He should be a kind man. Even Misha had to admit that An Rong was still a little handsome at this time.