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"She's so damn handsome. Is this girl from our school?" Second Brother asked Wei Fan and the others.

Wei Fan and the rest were quite far away, so they could only see his outline. Everyone was not sure what he looked like. Suddenly, Wei Fan looked to his side, afraid that the woman was Chang'e. Fortunately, Chang'e obediently stood by his side, causing Wei Fan to have nothing to worry about.

Hearing Qian Duoduo's words, Chang'e said with disdain, "Wouldn't it be fine if you want to see clearly?

Being looked down upon by his sister-in-law, Qian Duoduo did not get angry. According to Chang'e, the 307 men, with their girls and children, squeezed through the crowd and arrived at the center.

Just as Wei Fan and the rest were shuttling through the crowd, the situation changed again. Since that woman had smashed his head, that man's companion naturally wouldn't let the matter go. He immediately surrounded her like a swarm of bees. The woman seemed to have practiced this technique before, but it was difficult for two fists to contend with four hands. Even a hooligan would fear a kitchen knife. In the end, the girl was still at a disadvantage. Just as the audience were about to feel regret, they stopped and saved the girl.

The one who shouted was the insolent Young Master Qian.

After pushing through the crowd, they finally saw what the girl looked like. Everyone had some impression of him, but they could not remember his name. The Xiao Si suddenly had an idea, and shouted: "Isn't this the Turandot who prepared the ball last time? It's from our school. "

Since they had confirmed the identity of the people from their school, what's more, they were beautiful women. Even if they couldn't be considered acquaintances, Second Brother Qian still felt that he had to be loyal to his friends, which was why he let out that cry.

There were eight or nine people surrounding Turandot. With five of them, along with a woman and Little Lori, it looked like they were at a disadvantage.

They often walked by the river, so how could they not have wet shoes? Wei Fan and the others had fought quite a few times with the weirdo that was following Second Brother around and making people's eyes shine wherever he went. In a fight with a mortal, even if Wei Fan didn't use any techniques, he still had the advantage. Just like with the Alliance of Heroes, Wei Fan was also the type of person who would wander around to save the situation when he started a fight.

Turandot took the chance to catch her breath, and while no one was looking, she took out her phone to press the button behind her back. Once the message was sent, he kept it in her pocket.

The other party was enraged, and seeing that half of the number of people in Wei Fan's group was him, he raised his chair and smashed towards them. Qian Duoduo, who was valiantly standing in front, suddenly roared again.

"Soldier, Soldier, I know you are here." Your father got beaten up in front of you, why aren't you quickly getting down. "

This soldier was the owner of the bar, a student named Yang. People like Wei Fan who were familiar with this place would call him soldier. Second Brother spoke with a rather thick southern accent, which sounded like, "Big cake, big cake."

Since everyone was watching the fight, DJ turned off the music. With Qian Duoduo's shout, everyone listened in. They all burst out laughing. First, they wanted to see what this big cake looked like.

Scholar Yang, who was hiding in the manager's office on the second floor and didn't intend to join them, frowned and walked out when he saw that he couldn't hide any longer. As he walked down the stairs, he called out, "Second Brother Qian, if you want to fight, then fight. Why are you getting involved with me?"

With that, the student Yang walked to the center of the field. He took out his bag of the Yellow Crane Tower and spread out among the people around him. Knowing that Wei Fan did not smoke, he smiled and ignored him.

The two groups of people lit cigarettes and put them in their mouths. When the group on the other side saw that the soldiers had come down, they temporarily restrained themselves.

It was really hard for a soldier to stand in the middle of these two groups of people. Qian Duoduo was a disciple of a high school. With one glance, one could tell that he wasn't an ordinary family child. On the other side, that guy who fell on the ground, was surnamed Yi, and the old man at home was Hua Du Industrial and Commercial Bureau's vice Director. In Hua City, it was already a place where he had some ability.

Scholar Yang could only do what he had to, hoping that both sides would quell their anger.

"I say, everyone is here to play. Coming out to play, being happy is the most important. This fight had left a big hole in his body due to good luck. If he was unlucky, then his good days would come to an end. "Brothers, you all still have some good youth to spend, but countless beauties waiting for us to bring disaster upon you?"

Young Master Yi, who was lying on the ground, struggled to his feet, covered his head with his clothes, and pointed towards Turandot and the others as he roared, "Soldier, we don't have any grudges with these brothers of ours, get them to leave and give this woman to us. We can still drink after we meet in the future. "Otherwise, we won't be able to live today."

Just as she finished speaking, Qian Duoduo called out to her like a little hen protecting her: "Who do you think you are? Drinking with you is our honor, right? It looks like you're just a second-generation official, isn't it amazing that you're a second-generation official? Am I afraid of you? "If you have the guts, then come with me. I'll really play with you today."

If it weren't for the fact that the soldiers and their subordinates were doing their best to buffer the situation in the middle of the scene, this would have been a huge conflict. Scholar Yang was secretly complaining about it now. He was blaming Fatty Qian for meddling in other people's business, and he was blaming Young Master Yi for angering Qian Duoduo. He was still carefully listening to the sounds, but why couldn't he hear the sirens? The time for the alarm should be more than five minutes!

Turandot who had been silent all this while actually walked up and asked Young Master Yi: "Your surname is Yi?"

Young Master Yi said arrogantly, "You bitch, do you know who I am? "Your father …"

It turned out that Chang'e couldn't hold it in any longer, so she threw a piece of watermelon peel over Young Master Yi's head. This was a great shame and humiliation. Young Master Yi led his group of friends and dashed past the buffer zone where Yang Scholar's men were. The chairs and wine bottles flew in all directions, and the audience quickly moved out of the way.

Although Young Master Yi and the others had a lot of people, Wei Fan and the others had more combat experience. Turandot had already endured their attacks alone for a few rounds. Wei Fan continuously observed the situation on the stage, to see who would step up and lend a hand if they were disadvantaged.

Once Qian Duoduo started the battle, he rushed towards Young Master Yi with the bottle of wine. Young Master Yi had already been cut open by Turandot, so he could barely stand up. He did not dare continue to participate in the battle, and had a little brother to protect him. However, this lackey had been knocked to the side by Wei Fan and he himself had fallen into a bitter battle, leaving poor Young Master Yi to deal with Qian Duoduo alone.

Seeing that Young Master Yi was so pitiful, Qian Duoduo didn't have the heart to use his tools to bully his young soul anymore and threw away the beer bottle. He pounced on Young Master Yi.

Qian Duoduo's weight seemed to be exactly over two hundred and eighty kilograms. After half a semester of carefree living, ten kilograms would definitely grow. In addition to the sprinting force, Young Master Yi was knocked down by Qian Duoduo. Qian Duoduo then sat on Young Master Yi's stomach, causing him to be very injured, and he wanted to vomit blood.

Other than Qian Duoduo, Turandot was also displaying his strength. A very professional hand blade directly slashed at the large carotid artery on his opponent's neck. Due to the temporary lack of oxygen, the other party fainted.

Scholar Yang had wanted to stop them, but upon seeing the mess, he decided not to. No one favors you. Let the two of you decide who wins and who loses. Can your Qian or Yi family still blame me? However, looking at the current situation, Young Master Yi had still lost miserably and lost all his face.

As the battle raged on, the sound of sirens could finally be heard. Unlike the older generation, the youngsters of the new era were not afraid of trouble. They still gathered here, wanting to see how things would be resolved.

Relying on his ability to survive, Young Master Yi barely managed to catch a breath when he saw the police arrive. Seeing that the person leading the team seemed to be someone he knew, he cried out in humiliation, "Uncle Wu, it's me. I'm Little Yi. Hurry and save me."

The police chief of the police station was much weaker than the vice Director of the Trade and Industry Bureau. If he wanted to be open today, he had to meet all his friends from all walks of life.

Seeing that the young man in front of him was truly the son of Director Yi, Superintendent Wu quickly ordered, "Hurry and cuff this fatty and his companions, keep them under control."

Seeing a few police officers holding handcuffs walking towards him, Qian Duoduo was unhappy. He thought that Young Master Qian had been through a lot of trouble in the past few years, but had never brought this "bracelet" with him! He didn't know who this handcuff belonged to, but it was truly unlucky to have it with him.

Fortunately, the gun hadn't been used, or something really bad would have happened. Just then, a policeman walked over to Wei Fan. When the police came, Wei Shenxian was killing everyone around!

By the side, Turandot maintained a defensive posture, and stared at Superintendent Wu: "Take good care of your subordinates, or else I will make sure that you do not have to take the consequences later."

Qian Duoduo also got up from Young Master Yi's body. He took out his phone and said to Superintendent Wu, "I'll call my uncle. If you have the guts, don't leave."

Remembering how worldly the common man was, Wei Fan also took out his own village phone and dialed Chen Dami's number, asking him to settle the little problem for him.

Chen Dami would definitely not let go of this good opportunity. He quickly informed Director in the city police station to let him settle the political affairs.

Other than Qian Duoduo's decent clothes, which made Superintendent Wu hesitate, Director Wu did not notice Wei Fan and Turandot at all. But after hesitating for a while, Superintendent Wu thought that the Deputy Director of the Trade and Industry Bureau could be considered to be standing on top of the pyramid. After fawning over them, would he still have to worry about his future?

The police station's small police officers were only able to listen to the Superintendent's orders. They held handcuffs as they continued to approach. At this moment, the sound of orderly running could be heard. Then, a pair of soldiers wearing camouflage clothes and carrying the 95 style came running over. The one leading them was a young military officer.

Seeing the major, Turandot smiled and waved: "Hong Ming, I'm here."

That capable major soon made his arrangements. Some of them were filling up the positions at the door, while others were handing out the weapons to Superintendent Wu and the others. Under the cold muzzle of the gun, Superintendent Wu wanted to say that the military police were one family, but the soldiers did not give him the right to speak.

The major came to Turandot's side. Seeing that she was fine, he knew that it was probably her doing again, so he covered his head and said. "If Aunt finds out about this, you'll be out of luck again."

"Then don't tell my mom, it's all thanks to these people today." Turandot pointed at Wei Fan and the others and said.

After greeting Wei Fan, Turandot then pointed to the ground, and Young Master Yi who had resigned to his fate said, "He said that his father is some kind of Director, you handle it."

The major nodded with a wry smile.

Just as everyone was covering their heads and squatting on the ground, Superintendent Wu's phone rang. After asking around, Superintendent Wu took out his cell phone and answered.

They were too far away to hear the content of the conversation, but seeing Chief Wu break out in a cold sweat, it was unlikely to be a good thing.

After being scolded harshly by the Director on the phone, Superintendent Wu stood up respectfully and passed the phone to Wei Fan, saying: "Mr. Wei, our Director wishes to greet you."

Wei Fan took the phone, it was nothing but troubling you for helping me out, maybe we can eat together another day.

The matter had not gotten out of hand yet, hence Turandot's cousin, Chen Dami and her old uncle had been the ones to take care of the aftermath.

As they were about to separate, Turandot looked back and smiled.

Qian Duoduo, who had been in the limelight tonight, suddenly breathed rapidly and said: "Brothers, I seem to have … fallen in love …"