Yilan Duoer's performance surprised Yang Haoran, and she was willing to be taken away by these people for him.
Such a person will definitely not be a bad person. The corners of Yang Haoran's mouth raised slightly.
With a snap, he slapped the guy in the face who was about to take Yilan Duer away roughly.
The guy who was beaten was stunned for a moment, and the surrounding area became a little quiet.
No one expected that Yang Haoran would dare to hit someone. Is he crazy or stupid?
"Asshole, you dare to hit someone! You are looking for death!"
The guy who was beaten was a head taller than Yang Haoran, and his burly body was like a brown bear.
He raised his huge fist and punched Yang Haoran in the face.
Yilan Duoer let out a scream and instinctively covered her eyes with her hands, unable to bear the sight of Yang Haoran's skin and flesh being torn apart.
However, the fist did not land on Yang Haoran's face. Yang Haoran grabbed his wrist when he was still dozens of centimeters away.
Yang Haoran's palm was a little slender in comparison, but it burst out with incredible power.
He pulled down hard, and the guy who hit him suddenly couldn't stand and fell to the ground like a dog chewing shit.
His teeth hit the ground, and blood flowed out immediately.
There was an uproar all around.
"Damn it, if this bastard dares to hit someone, beat him to death!"
More than a dozen people surrounded him instantly, and countless fists and kicks fell towards Yang Haoran at the same time.
The momentum was so fierce that even Yilan Duoer felt the roar of the fist wind.
Yang Haoran's figure turned into an afterimage at this moment, and then he saw the besieging strong men flying backwards one by one.
At the same time, they let out muffled screams and fell to the ground one by one, in a miserable state.
Yilan Duoer was dumbfounded and looked at the man holding her hand in disbelief.
She only saw a moment of dazzling, and she didn't even see how Yang Haoran took action. These guys all flew out!
The key thing is that she felt that Yang Haoran never let go of her hand. How did this happen?
Those strong men obviously had more knowledge than Yilan Duoer, and they all looked at each other with fear.
This Chinese man is definitely a master, a Kung Fu master.
The leader looked troubled and kept a safe distance from Yang Haoran.
"Friend, I didn't expect you to be a kung fu master.
But I advise you to think more clearly. This is Zealandia.
And Miss Elendelle is the person that Mr. Frankz must see. If you dare to take away Miss Elendelle, Mr. Frank Zhang will not let you go!"
Yang Haoran smiled slightly, and then shouted loudly: "Get out of here!"
Yang Haoran's voice was like thunder, which frightened more than a dozen people and made them all tremble and retreat.
The most powerful among them is only equivalent to the level of warriors in the early stages of Anjin.
It's more than enough to deal with ordinary people, but trying to stop a Kung Fu master is simply asking for death!
So more than a dozen people watched helplessly as Yang Haoran took Yilan Duoer and left the airport in a swaggering manner.
After Yang Haoran had gone away, a man said: "Boss, are we just going to let them go?"
The leader's body trembled and he glared at him fiercely.
"What? Do you have any objections? If you think you can stop him, you can chase them back. I don't mind giving you all the bonus this time."
The man was so frightened that he shook his head like a rattle. Jiuhe Bookstore
Is it crazy to ask him to deal with a kung fu master from China?
That kung fu master could definitely kill him!
"Go back and tell Mr. Franz about this, and he will do something about it.
So what if he is a Kung Fu master? If you dare to offend Mr. Franz in Zealand, he will be dead!"
On the road in Sam City, Yang Haoran took out the gold ring and handed it to Yilan Duoer.
"I'll give this back to you. I think you should be able to send this thing over by yourself now.
At least in a short period of time, those guys won’t come to trouble you again.”
Yilan Duoer stopped and looked at Yang Haoran with a complicated expression, but did not reach out.
"Thank you for helping me. I know it's presumptuous, but I would like to ask you, can you be my bodyguard for a while?"
Yang Haoran looked at the frightened Yilan Duoer and rolled his eyes.
"Who are you?"
The people who could be cared about by Frankz were definitely not ordinary people.
Although Yang Haoran considers himself a good young man who enjoys helping others, especially beauties, he does not want to get involved in a whirlpool.
Yilan Duo'er's expression seemed a little impatient and she started groping around on her body.
He quickly took out a small item from his pocket and handed it to Yang Haoran.
It is a very beautiful cross medal with nine sapphires inlaid in it. It looks like a valuable item at first glance.
"This is the cross medal awarded to the Brant family by the Emperor of Zealand four hundred years ago. If auctioned, it would be worth at least 50 million common coins.
I am willing to pay this price. Can you be my bodyguard?
And the time will never be too long, it will be over in half a month at most."
Looking at Yilan Duoer's longing eyes, Yang Haoran did not reach out to pick it up, but pushed it.
"You can take your things back. I can help you, but I want to know the cause and effect of the matter."
Yilan Duo'er was very uneasy, and at the same time she was even more surprised by Yang Haoran's calmness.
This is a treasure of 50 million general currency, but Yang Haoran is not tempted at all!
Before taking out this thing, Yilan Duoer hesitated for a long time.
She thought of many possibilities, but none of them were consistent with what was happening now.
If he could ignore 50 million general coins, Yang Haoran was either of noble status or a strange man!
Yilan Duoer's heart was beating wildly, but she became more and more certain that Yang Haoran must have the ability to help her.
So she had to be honest with Yang Haoran in exchange for Yang Haoran's trust and help.
The Erlan Company Building is also the headquarters of Frankz.
The man who was responsible for arresting Yilan Duer just now was standing in front of Frankz with a worried look on his face.
Frankz is tall and has obvious Zealandian appearance, with a high nose bridge, deep eyes and a somewhat pointed chin.
Frankz is fifty-two years old this year, which is the golden age for a rich man.
His huge power naturally carries a kind of majesty on his face, and his powerful aura makes his subordinates feel very depressed.
"I understand, go down."
Frankz dismissed the man expressionlessly, then stood up and walked out of the office.
Two bodyguards with cold expressions quickly followed.
"Go to Brann's manor. It seems that there is a little trouble with this matter."