Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

The man with the mole directly reached out and pushed Ma Yilun aside, and then suddenly pinched Zhu Yan's shoulders.

"Who the hell cares about your pocket money?"

"If a little leakage occurs in my mine, it will be enough for you to spend three to five years."

He reached out and rubbed Zhu Yan's shoulders, pulling at the flesh and sneering.

"This bitch slapped me, no matter what, I have to give it back."

Zhu Yan trembled in panic, but did not dare to run anymore. When she heard the mole man's words, although her eyes were filled with fear, she still made up her mind, closed her eyes and raised her face.

Ma Yilun stretched out his hand, but did not dare to speak. He also knew that the miners were ruthless people. If Zhu Yan could solve the problem with a slap in the face, it would be considered a blessing in misfortune.

"Why are you raising your face so obediently now? When you raise your face later." The man with the black mole showed his yellow teeth and laughed loudly, "How to hit, where to hit, and how long to hit is not up to you."

With a sudden force on his hand, he pinched Zhu Yan's shoulders and took her out.

Zhu Yan's heart felt cold and she struggled hurriedly, but she couldn't shake the opponent at all.

A group of people around looked at each other and turned their attention to Yan Wenxuan.

Yan Wenxuan was a little panicked. When he heard the other party announcing his home status, he didn't think about coming forward.

Miners are usually concentrated in Baihe, where there is a mixture of fish and dragons, and it is not surprising that people are killed in fights.

Some powerful bosses take both black and white, and maintain a huge network of relationships.

Even if he can withstand the pressure of these three people, he may not be able to withstand the large number of people involved behind him.

The most important thing is that as long as he takes the initiative in this situation, he will take the matter on himself by default.

When the time comes, whether he can bear it or not, he will have to bear it.

However, facing the expectant looks of so many people, Yan Wenxuan also knew that he had to show something no matter what.

He coughed and stood in front of the man with the black mole.

"What do you call eldest brother?" Yan Wenxuan asked politely, pretending to be calm.

Seeing that Yan Wenxuan was making a difference, some boys invariably stood beside him.

"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business." The man with the black mole glared at him fiercely, looked at the boys blocking him, and laughed wildly.

"You are very brave!" The man with the black mole released his hand, pointed at a group of people, and shouted at the strong man at the door, "Zhuzi, close the door, Genzi, go out and call someone!"

"Damn it! Looks like I won't be able to give you a long memory."

Of the two strong men at the door, one ran out to call for help, while the other leaned against the door and blocked the box.

Although the man with the black mole was surrounded by a crowd of people, his eyes were full of disdain.

"This matter ends here." Yan Wenxuan took a deep breath and reported a name, "My father knows Brother Scar."

The man with the black mole was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something, and reached out his hand to gently pat Yan Wenxuan's face.

"Brother Scar?"

"We have never been to the dock where you are the fifth master? Your father knows Brother Scar, and it's not you who knows Brother Scar. What are you talking about here?"

He wasn't frightened.

Yan Wenxuan was determined to quit, and he and his father had only met the Fifth Master mentioned by each other once.

The fact that the other party can go to pay homage to Mr. Zhao Wu at the dock means that he is at least on his father's level, and he is also part of the Baihe mining gang. You can imagine how complicated the relationship is.

"Brother Niu." The strong man who went out to call someone opened the door first and ran in, shouting to the man with the black mole.

Immediately, seven slightly drunken men with tattoos on their necks swarmed into the box.

The expressions of the students in the box suddenly changed.

"Brother Yan, why don't you leave it alone?" A boy wearing a basketball jersey whispered to Yan Wenxuan.

Yan Wenxuan clenched his fists, somewhat hesitant.

If he left today, he would lose a lot of face, but if he didn't leave, he would be afraid of being beaten in vain and implicating himself.

After the seven men with tattoos on their necks entered the door, they looked around frivolously.

Almost everyone's eyes were instantly focused on Shen Qingyun, who was wearing a white satin dress.

"Since your dad knows Brother Scar, I won't embarrass you." The man with the black mole suddenly glanced at Yan Wenxuan, "Just take the people who want to leave and get out."

Yan Wenxuan was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly greeted everyone. Before he could say thank you, he saw the man with the black mole pinching Zhu Yan's shoulders again.

"I didn't say this little bitch could leave."

Zhu Yan was trembling with fear, but she regretted the slap just now.

Being hit through the pants a few times will not leave any piece of flesh missing. If it really falls into the hands of the other party, who knows what the consequences will be.

"That's enough!" Shen Qingjun moved lightly and grabbed Zhu Yan's arm.

The man with the black mole saw her approaching and smelled the orchid-like musk scent of the fairy. He couldn't help but sniff his nose a few times and loosened his hold on Zhu Yan's hand.

"If you come at me for anything, bullying my friend is nothing!"

Shen Qingjun stood in front of Zhu Yan, her beautiful eyes full of anger, and her angry voice sounded like the sound of nature to the man with the mole.

As for the roots and pillars, as well as the group of tattooed men who had just entered the door, they also had coveted expressions on their faces.

"Okay!" The man with the black mole clapped his hands, "The beauty is so loyal."

"I don't need to embarrass her. If you stay, I will let her go."

As soon as the man with the black mole finished speaking, the group of people he brought with him laughed lewdly and started to boo.

Yan Wenxuan almost broke his back molars. He could not tolerate his goddess being bullied like this.

"Yan Wenxuan, take Zhu Yan and everyone away first."

When Shen Qingjun heard what the man with the black mole said, she looked at him deeply, then turned to Yan Wenxuan and said.

"Sister Qingjun, we won't leave." Yuan Xinran's round face was full of anger.

"Xinran, please stop talking."

Shen Qingjun interrupted what the other girls were about to say and said seriously.

"I can handle this."

"Brother Yan, why don't you withdraw first?" Several boys assessed the situation and knew that they would not be able to win if they really fought.

Although they didn't know much about Shen Qingjun's family background, they also knew that it wasn't bad. Since the other party planned to take over the matter, they couldn't be said to run away in the face of the battle.

"If you don't leave, I will change my mind." The man with the black mole suddenly interrupted, "I think this girl wearing Lolita is not bad either."

The person he was talking about was Gu Yitong, who had been pretending to be transparent after the conflict.

Gu Yitong was also a little panicked when she was called upon. Chu Tianqi was dead, and now no one could stand up for her.

"I'm leaving first." Gu Yitong glanced at Shen Qingyun apologetically and hurried out.

After Gu Yitong's figure disappeared from the room, all the girls hesitated.

Then Zhu Yan glanced at Ma Yilun and ran out with tears in her eyes.

The man with the black mole smiled mockingly, but he really didn't stop him.

Maybe it was because he was afraid that he would be implicated in some way in the end, or maybe it was because Shen Qingyun said that he could handle it.

The girls didn't hesitate too much and left the box.

As soon as they left, people were instantly distraught.

The eyes of the boys behind Yan Wenxuan flickered, and they no longer wanted to continue the stalemate.

"Yan Wenxuan, you should leave too." Shen Qingyun said without refusal, "He doesn't dare to touch me."

Seeing the confidence in her cold eyes, Yan Wenxuan couldn't help but grit his teeth and greeted the remaining people behind him.

"Walk."

After everyone filed out of the box, the man with the black mole looked at the remaining people strangely.

"Are you staying here to enjoy the next show?"

Ma Yilun and Tao Duoduo looked at each other, both puzzled, and couldn't figure out why the other party also stayed.