"Hey, it turns out that Miss Ai is back. I thought we had to wait a little longer, but now it seems we don't have to."
The purple-haired young man also saw Lu Xiaoai walking out, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
She is worthy of being a flight attendant. Her temperament is unparalleled. Even if she has tears on her face, she is so beautiful and charming that it makes people want to move.
He followed Brother Mao and saw many women whose looks were not inferior to Lu Xiaoai's, but none of those women had Lu Xiaoai's temperament.
No wonder, Brother Mao would be fascinated by Lu Xiaoai. If Lu Xiaoai wasn't the one whom Brother Mao fell in love with, he might have had other ideas.
However, the purple-haired young man soon saw Wang Fan sitting in front of Lu Xiaoai, and his eyes suddenly turned cold, "Damn, who are you, and why are you sitting outside her house?"
Every house in this quadrangle is a single-family house. Wang Fan and Ma Jindao are sitting outside the house rented by Lu Xiaoai's family. He obviously knows Lu Xiaoai. ??
Is it possible that Wang Fan is the boyfriend Lu Xiaoai brought back?
When he thought that such a beautiful and lovely stewardess Lu Xiaoai had been taken over by Wang Fan, even though Lu Xiaoai had never been, was not or even would be his purple hair in the future, he couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.
While the purple-haired young man was shouting coldly at Wang Fan, several other gangsters had already drawn out their knives and stared at Wang Fan menacingly.
Lu Xiaoai's mother looked at the menacing four or five young men, her face changed again, and then she noticed Wang Fan.
If Lu Xiaoai brought Wang Fan home on another day, she would definitely be very happy.
She is used to living a hard life, so she doesn't have many requirements for her daughter's spouse, and she doesn't need to be rich or expensive. As long as the spouse treats her daughter well, that's enough.
And as a mother, she also knows her daughter very well. Since her daughter has brought the other person back, it means that the other person is really good, or her daughter really likes her.
But in this situation, if Lu Xiaoai brought Wang Fan back and was seen by these gangsters, wouldn't Wang Fan suffer?
"Xiao Ai." She opened her mouth and was about to say something, but Wang Fan had already spoken.
, "You are not qualified to know who I am. If I read correctly, you just hit my aunt with your left hand, right?"
Wang Fan stood up and said, "I will give you a chance to destroy your left hand, then kneel down and apologize to your aunt. I will spare your life."
At this point, he seemed to remember something, "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, you also kicked my aunt, and that leg will be lost."
Wang Fan's voice was cold and emotionless, and the way he looked at the purple-haired young man was like looking at an ant.
If he didn't want to kill him in front of so many people, he would have slapped him to death.
Wang Fan, the bastard, has seen a lot of people who may be patient enough to bully weak mothers and daughters. This is the first time he has seen them.
It would not be an exaggeration to kill this kind of person ten thousand times.
Hearing Wang Fan's words, the whole courtyard became strangely quiet.
The leading tenants couldn't help but look at Wang Fan through the windows, as if they were looking at an idiot.
Zimao and the others were also dumbfounded, as if they had heard a big joke.
Wang Fan actually wanted Zi Mao to cut off his hands and feet, and also made him kneel down and beg for mercy before he would spare his life?
Isn't this too damn arrogant? Who does he think he is?
Lu Xiaoai's mother was also stunned. She did not expect that Wang Fan could be so stubborn and dare to speak so forcefully at this time.
Oh my god, this can kill people!
She thought that Wang Fan must want to show off in front of her daughter, so she spoke like this. However, in this case, it was difficult for her to persuade Wang Fan, because young people want to save face, and once she persuaded him, it would weaken Wang Fan's face.
She could only look at her daughter Lu Xiaoai with pleading eyes.
She didn't want Wang Fan to risk the rest of his life because of her family's affairs.
"You, what did you say?" The purple-haired young man finally came to his senses, "You want to
I'm going to destroy my limbs and you still want me to kneel down and apologize?"
He yelled, "Damn it, I've seen people who can pretend to be compared, but I've never seen anyone who can pretend to be compared like you. Who the hell do you think you are?"
"In your next sentence, do you want to say what your family's background is, or who you know, and then use it to suppress me?"
"I told you today, but I really don't buy it anymore. No matter what backstage you move out later, I won't buy it."
His expression suddenly turned ferocious, "If you dare to make me cut off my hands and feet, and even make me kneel down, then I will destroy you first! The worst case scenario is that I will run away after I destroy you!"
After Zi Mao finished speaking, without any warning, he slapped Lu Xiaoai's mother's face with another fierce slap, "I've hit her with my right hand now, are you going to break my right hand too?"
He pointed at Wang Fan, "Come, come, I want to see today how you can break my hands and feet!"
Under Zi Mao's slap, Lu Xiaoai's mother's old face was completely swollen, she stumbled and fell to the ground, vomiting blood all over the ground.
However, she did not blame Wang Fan. Instead, she tried to hug Zi Mao's legs and said, "Xiao Ai, you guys go quickly, go quickly." ??
"Mom-----" Lu Xiaoai looked at this scene and couldn't help shouting again, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"Old guy, get out of my way!" Zi Mao was furious, raised his foot and kicked Lu Xiaoai's mother viciously.
It's just that he couldn't kick it down.
Wang Fan had already jumped from the second floor, and his right foot touched his leg bone.
Click.
In a scalp-numbing sound, the purple-haired leg bones shattered instantly, and he fell to the ground and started howling.
"You think too highly of yourself. To deal with an ant like you, I don't need to move backstage." Wang Fan first lifted Lu Xiaoai's mother up, pulled her behind him, and then approached Zi Mao step by step.
His pace is not fast, but it gives people a great pressure.
"If you don't cherish the opportunity I gave you, then don't blame me for being rude. Don't you want to know how I can destroy your hands and feet? Then open your eyes and see clearly now."
Wang Fan's plain voice was full of endless anger. He didn't expect that he was just a dazed person, and Zi Mao actually slapped Lu Xiaoai's mother again.
This purple hair is so damn good!
"Kill him, kill him! Ah!" Zi Mao looked at Wang Fan who was walking over, screamed, and began to roar wildly.
When they heard his voice, the expressions of the other four gangsters changed at first, and then they yelled to cheer themselves up and rushed towards Wang Fan while waving knives.
The sword was glaring and fierce, and the tenants who saw it were a little frightened.
Facing a group of low-class gangsters, Wang Fan didn't even bother to move his hands, he just raised his feet.
Those gangsters only felt a dazzling shadow flash past, and then they flew out one after another as if they were hit by cannonballs, spitting blood.
He fell to the ground, wailing in pain.
Fear finally showed in Zi Mao's eyes, "You, don't come over."
But as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Fan suddenly pulled up his hair with one hand and grabbed his right arm with the other.
Then twist it hard-----
Click.
The right arm is broken.
Zi Mao screamed in pain.
But this is not the end.
Wang Fan grabbed his left arm again and twisted it.
Click.
His left arm was also broken, and his purple hair was so painful that he almost fainted.
"Do you see clearly? This is how I crippled your hands and feet!" Wang Fan said in a calm voice, "By the way, don't you like to slap others? Now, you should try it too."
As Wang Fan spoke, his slaps were already crackling.
The whole place was dead silent.
At this moment, Wang Fan suddenly felt something, frowned, and looked at the gate of the courtyard.