The supreme master of the female president

After shopping around in the vegetable market, Xiao Ya has almost bought all the vegetables she wanted, and every time she finished paying and wanted to pick up the vegetables, Yang Yitian would take the initiative to step forward and take the bag in his hand first.

His considerate action caused a warm current to flow through Xiao Ya's heart, and those tender and beautiful eyes also showed a touch of sweetness.

"I've already bought all the things I want to buy. Brother Tian, ​​let's go back first. Don't make Xiaoxuan wait too long!" Xiao Ya said with a faint smile on her red lips, but she was actually very reluctant because she didn't know what to do next time. When will I be able to be alone with Yang Yitian like tonight.

"Let's go!" Yang Yitian smiled faintly, and left the vegetable market with Xiao Ya, but at this moment, a few figures secretly followed out of the crowded and noisy crowd in the distance.

Night had fallen quietly, and the dark night shrouded Ningjiang City. Yang Yitian and Xiao Ya had to pass a pedestrian bridge to return to Jingshang Garden from the vegetable market, otherwise they would have to go around for more than ten minutes.

However, when Yang Yitian and Xiao Ya were chatting and walking, when they reached the middle of the pedestrian bridge, dozens of people suddenly appeared from all around, and one of them was holding a sharp knife and iron rod in his hand, and surrounded him from front to back with fierce faces. live them.

Three or four passers-by who had just got off work saw this frightening scene, their faces paled with shock, and they ran away in panic, fearing that they would suffer unwarranted disasters.

"Brother Tiantian" Xiao Ya saw that these fierce-looking people came here specifically for herself and Yang Yitian, she couldn't help but her heart beat faster, her chest heaved up and down, and her whole heart rose to her throat.

Yang Yitian was expressionless, not at all flustered, those sharp pupils looked at the person with a scar on the corner of his eye in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Who told you to come?"

The man with the scar on the corner of his eye raised his head and wanted to look directly at Yang Yitian, but as soon as his four eyes met, a penetrating icy chill swept towards him in an instant, making him inexplicably feel a trace of Afraid, he quickly averted his gaze.

Yang Yitian's eyes sank slightly. Seeing this, the person with the scar on the corner of his eye felt his heart tremble instantly, and he shouted to the person behind him: "Don't waste time, let's go faster and kill him together."

As he said that, the man with a scar on the corner of his eye, holding a sharp machete in his hand, swung it high and rushed towards Yang Yitian and Xiao Ya.

Looking at the slashing knife, Xiao Ya's mind went blank, her trembling hands and feet seemed to be filled with iron and lead, and her face froze in place with a dull face.

"Hold my hand!" Yang Yitian threw away all the vegetables in his hand, grabbed Xiao Ya's trembling arm, took a big step back, and narrowly dodged the sharp machete.

However, those people behind also rushed to the front at this moment, raised their knives and sticks without rhythm, and waved them at Yang Yitian and Xiao Ya.

Yang Yitian grabbed Xiao Ya and kept dodging, and was gradually forced to retreat to the fence of the overpass, but the man with the scar in the corner of his eye, and his younger brothers kept chasing after him, causing Xiao Ya to be almost cut several times.

Yang Yitian's brows became tighter and tighter, and his plain expression showed a trace of solemnity. If he was alone, this group of miscellaneous fish would have fallen to the ground and howled, but he had to use his heart to protect Xiao Ya, so he could only blindly The cowardly dodge, unable to take the initiative to fight back.

Finally, the man with the scar in the corner of his eye forced Yang Yitian and Xiao Ya to the fence of the overpass, and there was no room to escape except for jumping from the top.

Yang Yitian's pupils sank, and protecting Xiao Ya behind him, he immediately raised his foot and kicked heavily on the chest of the person in front, his body flew backwards like a cannonball, hitting the person behind him Blockbuster.

Yang Yitian grasped this gap, stretched out his hand as fast as lightning, grabbed a man holding a machete, snapped his hand, and then snatched the sharp knife from his hand.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

Protecting Xiao Ya behind him, Yang Yitian was no longer as worried as before, raised the blade with a cold expression, easily blocked all the attacks, and even injured seven or eight people in a row, blood was stained red for a while On the ground, the screams echoed on the bridge.

The person with the scar in the corner of his eye changed his face drastically when he saw this scene, because every time Yang Yitian swung the knife, one of his own people would fall down. The 1000 million is really not that easy to get.

Yang Yitian's cold face was covered with blood at this moment. At his feet, more than ten people covered the bleeding wounds, howling in pain continuously, and the scalps of those who heard the miserable screams were numb.

Those who surrounded Yang Yitian no longer had the vigor they had before, and retreated in fear, fearing that they would be seriously injured on the ground if they took a step too late.

Seeing that his heart was about to retreat, the man with the scar at the corner of his eye twitched his mouth, and roared boldly: "Don't be afraid, if anyone kills him with my own hands, I will give up 50 by myself."

It's just that everyone present looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to go up.

After all, none of them are fools, knowing that if they have a chance to get the 50, they may not have a chance to spend it alive, not to mention Yang Yitian's cold eyes, just looking at it, makes people lose the courage to resist.

"Whoever catches that bitch, I'll give 30." The man with a scar on the corner of his eye set his eyes on Xiao Ya, since he couldn't solve Yang Yitian, he used Xiao Ya to force him to submit.

Hearing that, those people are ready to move again, they are extremely afraid of Yang Yitian, but as for Xiao Ya, a woman who has no power to restrain a chicken, they can easily catch her.

Hearing these people turned their gazes to her, Xiao Ya's soft body trembled suddenly, her face became terrified, and her little hands tightly grasped Yang Yitian's clothes.

Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows, turned his head slightly, and smiled gently at Xiao Ya: "I'm here, it's fine."

"En!" Seeing Yang Yitian's stern face, Xiao Ya's flustered heart slowly calmed down, and her small mouth responded softly.

"You guys go first." The man with the scar on the corner of his eye ordered eight or nine people to block Yang Yitian, and asked the others to control Xiao Ya, while he himself stepped back a few steps.

Yang Yitian knew that he couldn't go on like this anymore, his dark eyes sank, he held Xiao Ya with one hand, and the handle of the knife with the other, and walked forward unstoppably.

Looking at Yang Yitian's tall back and being held tightly by him, Xiao Ya's beautiful eyes moved slightly, her heart was no longer panic, but full of sense of security.