Chapter 910: You don’t have a Huns, so what a fierce!

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Zhao Yanran was embarrassed and angered, and performed the "small fist punch chest" nirvana on Ye Fan.

But where did her fist embroidered legs hurt Ye Fan?

Ye Fan shot like lightning, pinching her Yingyinghao wrist with unparalleled precision.

"Oh!" Zhao Yanran uttered a sweet voice.

She never expected Ye Fan to react so fast. After being grabbed by her wrist, her body's center of gravity became unstable and she fell into Ye Fan's arms.

The next moment, she sat down on Ye Fan's thigh, which was amazingly upright and elastic, which made her mind shaken and couldn't help but think.

Suddenly, the posture between the two became very ambiguous, their bodies pressed close to each other, and Zhao Yanran could even see the reflection of her face in Ye Fan's pupils.

From the perspective of outsiders, they are like a pair of little lovers in love, like glue.

At the same time, Zhao Yanran could still feel a masculine scent that was unique to men. She surrounded herself from all directions, her pretty face flushed, she could bleed.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

It took more than ten seconds for Zhao Yanran to recover, like a frightened little white rabbit, she broke away from Ye Fan's embrace and jumped up.

She was ashamed and angry, her apricot eyes widened, and she stared at Ye Fan and yelled:

"Rogue! Pervert! Bastard!"

The scene just now was completely captured by the phone camera.

Seeing my dream goddess, she was desecrated by a stinky boy. The live broadcast room exploded, and countless fans and water friends criticized Ye Fan:

"Ahhhhhhhhh! How dare to indecent assault on the goddess Yanran, this kid is dead!!!"

"Who will take a look at this guy, let him know the fate of bullying the goddess Yanran!"

"Second Battalion Commander, where's your **** Italian cannon? Bring it to me!"

...

Seeing that the fans in the live broadcast room became more and more crazy, Zhao Yanran quickly turned off the live broadcast.

Immediately afterwards, she stared at Ye Fan angrily, and said, "Big pervert, apologize to me! Otherwise I won't forgive you!"

Ye Fan spread his hands out innocently when he heard the words, and said, "Is it okay to be reasonable? Just now, you took the initiative to attack, I just passively defended!"

"It doesn't matter! It's you who bullied me. If you don't apologize, I will definitely make you look good!" Zhao Yanran squeezed her small fist tightly and deliberately pretended to be fierce.

Ye Fan looked at her, shook his head helplessly, and said, "You don't have Yue Xiong, so fierce!"

"you!!!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yanran was so angry that she could not wait to rush to fight Ye Fan desperately.

But thinking of Ye Fan's extraordinary skill, she immediately dispelled the idea, looking very wronged.

At this moment, a female voice rang in the carriage:

"Ladies and gentlemen! This train is about to stop at Zhenjiang Station. Passengers who get off the train are requested to pack their luggage in advance and get ready to get off the train!"

Ye Fan stood up when he heard the words, and smiled at Zhao Yanran on the opposite side: "I'm here, I slid away! Beauty, goodbye if you have a chance!"

With that, Ye Fan strode towards the car door.

Want to run after pretending to be forced?

Zhao Yanran squeezed her small fist, drove her beautiful legs to follow, and directly followed Ye Fan out of the car.

The crowd was bustling, and Zhao Yanran trot all the way to catch up with Ye Fan, but she realized that no matter how fast she ran, the distance between Ye Fan and her was getting bigger and bigger, and she was about to get rid of her completely.

"Hate! Big pervert, stinky bastard, why go so fast!" she grumbled, stomping her feet with anger.

At this moment, two burly, fierce middle-aged men suddenly doubled towards her from the left and right sides, like sandwiches, almost blocking her position.

Out of the corner of Zhao Yanran's eyes, she noticed that the cuffs of the two big men flashed with cold light, it was obvious that they had hidden the dagger.

Her face suddenly changed color, and she never expected someone to blatantly attack the high-speed rail station.

She opened her lips slightly, and subconsciously wanted to open her mouth for help.

Suddenly, a big man glared at her viciously, and said in a low voice: "Don't move or scream! Otherwise, you will scratch your face!"

"You...what do you want to do?" Zhao Yanran's voice stammered because of extreme nervousness, and her delicate body trembled, like duckweed vacillating in a storm.

"Jie Jie Jie..." the other person smiled grimly: "Miss Zhao, if you are honest and obedient, make sure you are not injured, otherwise, the knife in my hand will not recognize anyone!"

"Do you know me?" Zhao Yanran's face changed drastically when the other party called out her last name.

This is not a temporary hijacking, the other party has obviously planned for a long time.

"Hey...Miss Zhao is the hottest goddess on the live broadcast platform right now. Our boss has admired you for a long time and wants to invite you back for a gathering!"

When she heard this, Zhao Yanran's face was pale and bloodless, and fear entangled her heart like a vine.

The live broadcast on the Internet has certainly brought her a lot of popularity and popularity, but at the same time, it will also cause many hidden dangers.

She has met a lot of crazy fans, and even stayed in the neighborhood where she lives.

But Zhao Yanran never expected that someone would hire thugs to kidnap herself.

Although this is a high-speed rail station with people coming and going, the two big men in front of them are obviously desperadoes who lick their blood.

If she yells loudly, the opponent will stabb her to disfigure her.

"Miss Zhao, don't hesitate, go with us obediently! As long as you take care of the boss, you can enjoy endless glory and wealth! Hehehe..." He said, the man still laughed, and his wretched eyes were on her unscrupulously. Look up.

For a moment, Zhao Yanran's eyes were dim, and she didn't know what to do.

If she refuses, I am afraid that she will die now, but following these two people, it will be hard to escape the fate of "the sheep enter the tiger's mouth".

...

Just when she was about to despair, a young male voice suddenly came next to her:

"Huh! In broad daylight, if you dare to commit crimes, you are looking for death!!!"

This voice immediately attracted the attention of Zhao Yanran and the two big guys, and they turned to look at the source of the voice.

In his sight, there was an eighteen or nine-year-old boy who seemed to be ugly, but in the pair of eyes, there was a sharp light like a divine sword, with sharp edges.

"It's you!"

Zhao Yanran couldn't help but exclaimed, but he didn't expect Ye Fan to go and return.

An excitement appeared on her face, as if a drowning man saw the straw, but the next moment, her beautiful eyes were darkened again.

Even if Ye Fan came back, what could he do?

How could he deal with two desperadoes by himself?

The two big guys stared at Ye Fan, waved the dagger in their hands, and said fiercely: "Smelly boy, don't be nosy! Get out!"

"Remind you, don't call the police, otherwise you will never let you go! The last guy who offended me is still lying in the hospital and can't get out of bed!"

In the face of this threat, Ye Fan didn't change his face, did not fear, and said coldly: "Two ants, dare to be presumptuous in front of me? If you immediately go down to beg for mercy, there is still a chance!"

"Malle Gobi!" A big man seemed to be greatly insulted, his eyes were cracked, and he shouted angrily: "Smelly boy, shamelessly, really think I am afraid of you?"

As he said, he dashed towards Ye Fan, like a tiger descending the mountain, the cold light flashed in his hand, and the dagger pierced Ye Fan's arm.

After all, this is a public place with people coming and going. He didn't dare to make things too much, so he avoided the vital parts.

Seeing this, Ye Fan didn't evade, proactively stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers into claws, and grabbed it towards the dagger.

"Zheng!"

A sound of golden and iron symphony sounded.

At the next moment, an incredible scene appeared in the venue——

The extremely sharp blade, like plastic foam, was forcibly crushed by Ye Fan's five fingers, turned into a dozen pieces, and fell to the ground.

The whole dagger, only the handle part is left.

Seeing this scene, the big man's pupils shrank sharply, his mouth widened, enough to swallow an egg, and his face showed a devilish expression.

He never expected that Ye Fan, who didn't look amazing, would have such terrifying strength.

"The idea is tangled, the wind is screaming!" The big man turned his head and yelled a black word to his companion.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them couldn't care about Zhao Yanran at all, and subconsciously turned and fled.