His careful liver is milky and cute

Chapter 655
Before she finished yelling, the girl closed her eyes in fright, but the pain she thought did not go away, and the man's arm was firmly grasped by An Yijun.

In the same situation as in the bar just now, he was always able to save her in such a timely manner, but this time An Yijun's attack was much more severe.

I saw that he backhanded the man who insulted him just now and pulled back forcefully. The force was so heavy that he let out an "ah" and broke his bones.

With a "click", the man begged for mercy loudly in pain, kept saying that his hand was about to break, and begged him to let go of it quickly and forgive himself.

The young man behind him was half a head taller than him, and was looking down at him at the moment, his fierce eyes and oppressive aura made him weak in fright.

"Get out!" An Yijun said in a tone of extreme disgust, and pushed the man forward vigorously. The man ran away clutching his painful and weak shoulder.

However, at the next moment, without even a chance to catch his breath, Jiang Long's gangsters flocked to him again, glanced at each other, and planned to win by numbers.

An Yijun's fists were creaking, he twisted his neck, his dark eyes shone with light, as if he was addicted to playing, and today he was even more interested.

The horse boys first clenched their fists, their eyes were fierce, and they ran towards the boy, ready to greet him, but An Yijun quickly dodged them a few times and avoided them all.

Relatively speaking, their speed was too slow, before they could even react, the blond boy turned around and hit him back, grinning in pain.

The other wanted to take advantage of it, and suddenly swung his right fist to hit him in the face. An Yijun quickly dodged to the right, and with the force of kicking off the wall, he made a handsome backflip and knocked down the opponent.

The move was fierce, fast and accurate, one luckily escaped, there was a muffled "boom" in his ear, and when he turned his head, he found that An Yijun had smashed a deep dent in the wall.

After a few strokes, the group of people who had just stepped forward were all rolling on the ground in pain, covering their stomachs or chests, screaming "Wah-wah" non-stop, and the rest of the people were frightened by him, and dared not attack rashly.

"How dare you yell in front of me with this little ability," An Yijun laughed arrogantly, "If you have the ability, keep going. If you come, I'll make a pair. If you come in a pair, I'll make a pair."

At this time Jiang Long also came over, looked at the piece of ground, saw that the rest of the people did not dare to move, and scolded them as a bunch of trash, couldn't all these people deal with a young boy?

"Boss, this guy is really too strong." The rest of the people were afraid and retreated and said, "Why don't we retreat first? Find more people, it's better to have more..."

"Get your mother's head off!" Jiang Long yelled, and pushed the nearest one hard, telling him to show that brat a little color, otherwise he would go back and get beaten.

As a result, the man lingered, and was thrown to the ground by An Yijun's roundabout kick. The next second, he took a stride and grabbed the culprit, Jiang Long, who was close at hand.

Only then did Jiang Long realize that he was afraid and wanted to beg for mercy, but An Yijun lifted him up directly by his collar, his feet dangling from the ground, his face turned purple because of difficulty breathing.

"Who do you call a brat?" An Yijun lifted him up a little higher, narrowed his long and narrow eyes half-closed, evoking a very evil arc, and asked with a smile.

"I, I..." Jiang Long poked his neck and said anxiously, "You are the uncle, I am the kid, no no no, I am the grandson, please let me go."

(End of this chapter)