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When she heard that Owner Qian had someone beat up Yang Fan, Jin Cui'er immediately started struggling. She told Yang Fan to put her down for fear that her big brother Xiaofan would suffer a loss.

Yang Fan was indeed worthy of being called a madman Yang. Once his second attack was launched, no one would believe it. It didn't matter if he was the second or the third, as long as it touched his forehead, everything would fall apart!

Yang Fan used his foot to lift up the stick that Jin Cui'er dropped on the ground. He held Jin Cui'er tightly with one hand while holding the stick with the other. Without waiting for Er Lizi and Boss Qian's two lackeys to rush up, he immediately jumped out of the door.

Yang Fan's body was still in the air, but he had already hit Er Lai Zi's shoulder with his pole. With a "peng" sound, Er Lai Zi fell onto the ground while screaming miserably. Just as he raised the shovel in his hand, before it could land on Yang Fan's body, he dropped it from the intense pain in his shoulder.

After knocking over Er Laizi, Yang Fan swung the stick with two bangs. By the time his feet landed on the ground, two of his lackeys had already been knocked to the left and right. Both of them had been hit on the shoulder and were in so much pain that they couldn't even raise their arms.

Yang Fan's movements were just too fast. Before Boss Qian could see how he had done it, Er Laizi and the others were already screaming and clutching their shoulders. They were so scared that they moaned and turned to run.

Since Yang Fan had already made his move, he wouldn't let an enemy go. Seeing that Boss Qian was about to run away, he fiercely poked him in the butt with a stick.

Yang Fan had gone mad, but his hands were quite accurate, and his strength was just right. All four of them had been knocked down, but none of them were wounded. Although their bones were in extreme pain, they weren't broken, so they didn't even have a place to complain.

In the countryside, there were many small incidents. As long as one didn't have any minor injuries, no one would complain. It didn't matter if they complained. The country's staff didn't know how many big things they had to do, but no one cared about such trivial matters.

Yang Fan held Jin Cui'er in one hand and a stick in the other as he walked around the courtyard, waiting to see who would get up from the ground. Soon, the four of them understood that as long as they obediently sat on the ground or lay on the ground, they would not get beaten up.

"Tell me, how much money does Cui'er's family owe you?" I advise you to answer honestly. If you dare to say anything more than that, I will break your dog leg! "

Yang Fan used a stick to viciously hit Er Laizi's back, telling him to answer his question obediently.

"Kid, where did you come from? Do you know who I am? I've been in there before, if you... "Ouch!" Before Er Laizi could finish her sentence, she felt a fierce blow on her back. Just as she wanted to say something, she was struck again.

"You dare …" "Ouch!"

"I... "Ouch …"

"Don't... "Ouch!"

"Aiyo …" Ouch … "Ouch …"

It was as if Yang Fan had become addicted to it. No matter what Er Laizi said, he would just smash him with a stick until he lost all his strength to even roll on the ground. Only then did he stop.

Then, Yang Fan pointed the stick at Er Lai Zi's nose and said, "Brat, I don't want to know who you are, I just want to let you know who I am. Now, I'll give you one last chance.

"Twenty-seven thousand six hundred!" Er Laizi finally shouted out loud. In fact, he had wanted to say it earlier, but Yang Fan kept hitting him with the stick, hitting him so hard that he could only whimper in pain.

"Here, this is thirty thousand, if it's too much then it's interest. Leave behind the promissory note and take the money and scram. If I see you pestering Jin Cui'er again, I will definitely break your dog legs!"

Yang Fan raised his hand and threw thirty thousand yuan onto Er Laizi's face. No one could see where he had taken out the money. Actually, this thirty thousand yuan was something that Yang Fan had taken from the jade pendant.

For the sake of convenience, Yang Fan had put two hundred thousand yuan in cash. For the current Yang Fan, paying thirty thousand dollars to his childhood playmate was nothing, not even a drop in the bucket. It was like an ordinary person paying back three cents for a friend.

Er Laizi was scared out of his wits by Yang Fan. He thought that he was going to lose today. Not only would he not get the benefits promised by his boss, he would even lose a large amount of money.

Second Lai Zi was immediately overjoyed. He had not even spent twenty thousand on the promissory note he had purchased, because he was worried that Old Man Jin would not pay the bill, and many people had already sold their promissory notes at a discount. With this, he had earned over ten thousand yuan, which was more than twice as much as the five thousand yuan that the money boss had promised him.

Suddenly, Er Laizi's wounds didn't hurt anymore. He picked up the thirty thousand yuan notes and carefully handed them over to Yang Fan so he could check if they were real or fake.

Yang Fan's five senses were extremely sharp. He casually flipped through the promissory notes and knew that Er Laizi did not dare to lie to him, so he hit him on the butt with a stick. "Scram, remember my words. If I hear you do anything bad to the family in the future, you'll know the consequences."

The more you make him afraid, the more honest he would be. If you were a little bit more polite to him, he would kick his nose and make a fool of himself. Yang Fan had fought with these hoodlums since he was young, so he understood them the best.

When Er Lai Zi ran away, Yang Fan put the promissory note in his hand into Jin Cui Er's hand, "Cui Er, this is a gift from me. Do you like it?"

Or it could be said that Yang Fan was a little stupid. He was used to staying in the city and often flirted with his ex-girlfriend, Li Qian, and Bai Mei.

A present from you, Jin Cui'er. What kind of gift are you giving her?

Giving a gift was bad, he even sent a bunch of promissory notes. What was a promissory note? A promissory note was money. What did you mean by giving a beautiful girl 30,000 yuan? Did you just send money instead?

Although Jin Cui'er really wanted to accept Yang Fan's "gift money," her logic told her that she could not accept this stack of promissory notes. She was an ominous woman, and even though her words had been loud and clear when she confronted her boss, she still felt like she was as tough as everyone else had said.

Not to mention her stepfather, since she lost her father at the age of three, her mother had lived a miserable life. She was often beaten and scolded by her stepfather, saying that it was acceptable for her to be his mother.

Talking about Kingfisher was a rumor that someone wanted to ruin her reputation and deliberately let it out.

Three months ago, the son of a new deputy mayor fell for Jin Cui'er, who was selling vegetables in the town, and wanted to take over her body. Three months ago, the son of a new deputy mayor fell for Jin Cui'er, who was selling vegetables in the town, and wanted to take over her body.

As a result, a pile of human dregs started to work on the wine table. The deputy mayor's son accidentally stabbed another guy to death on the spot and he was locked up in the jail.

Thus, under the directions of the deputy mayor, the village head of Jin Jia Village sent out a message, saying that Jin Cui Er was a jinx from both mother and father. No matter who it was, as long as they were close to her, they wouldn't be able to do anything about it!