The fake daughter is crazy about her waistcoat and leads her whole family into a wealthy family

ten minutes later.

More than 20 thugs backed away panting, either slumped on the ground, holding their knees with their hands, or leaning on the bridge railing. They were as tired as old scalpers who had plowed three acres of land in one go, and had no energy left to continue sucking.

"Made, is this car made of fine steel? It hit me so hard that my hands were numb, but it couldn't be broken. Damn it!"

"Look at my machete! It's a good imported product, costing hundreds of dollars. The blade has a few holes in it and is scrapped..."

"This car must be made of bulletproof glass. I smashed it dozens of times with an iron bar but couldn't break it. It was too strong..."

"Boss, I think there's something wrong with this!" Some of the thugs still have brains. "This off-road vehicle looks ordinary, but it can't be broken no matter how hard you smash it. It's definitely not an ordinary car."

"The driver was very calm and didn't make any calls. I'm afraid the origin is not simple. Isn't it the best course of action for us?"

"Fuck you!" The big man with a black bandage on his face slapped the brother on the forehead. "We only got a deposit of two thousand each. If we want to get the full payment, we have to at least destroy the other party's money." An arm or a leg.”

"Just asking if you want money?"

As long as the target is achieved, each person will receive 2 yuan.

More than 20 people beat up one person and still get money. It's such a good thing, whoever gives up is a fool!

Others also said: "Just because the car is great doesn't mean the person driving it is also great!"

"If he doesn't come out, let's force him out."

After that, someone picked up a bucket of gasoline from the grass, unscrewed the cap, shook it towards Luo Yuan in the car, and signaled him to get out of the car quickly, otherwise he would pour gasoline on it.

When Luo Yuan saw this, he pressed the cigarette between his fingertips on the bridge.

Then he took off his tie, took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned two shirt buttons, picked up an arm-long stick from under the car seat, opened the car door, and stepped out with one long leg.

Then step out a long leg.

All the thugs thought in their hearts, with such long legs, such shiny leather shoes, and the material and workmanship of the trousers are also very good, this guy must be a rich man.

They posted!

When Luo Yuan got out of the car and stood in the circle of street lights and car lights, all the thugs were stunned for a moment.

This man is so handsome riding a horse, right?

In all their years of living, they have never seen such a beautiful real person, nor have they ever seen a woman.

He looked like a rich and handsome guy straight out of a movie or TV show, making them jealous...

"Ouch, the rich young master finally got off the bus!" The big man with a black bandage spat and swaggered up to Luo Yuan, "We don't want much, leave a hand or a leg for yourself select……"

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Yuan stretched out the folding stick in his hand and hit him on the head with the stick.

His head was broken and bleeding on the spot, and he fell to the ground, crying out sadly: "Ah, ah, my head is broken, I can't see anything, call the doctor quickly..."

The goons reacted quickly.

The person closest to him rushed forward, swung an iron rod and hit Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan raised his stick to hold the opponent's iron rod, then raised his foot and kicked hard on the vital part of the opponent's lower body.

The other party screamed like a slaughtering pig, was kicked three or four meters away, and then fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

Luo Yuan turned sideways, took a lunge, and swung between the two thugs with ease. He raised and lowered his stick and hit the knee of one of the thugs who was too tired to react.

"Crack" sound.

The thug fell to the ground, covering his knees and screaming: "My knees, my knees are broken..."

In just three seconds, Luo Yuan took three shots, incapacitating three people, leaving the thugs stunned.

But after all, they were experienced and quickly formed an encirclement and rushed up in batches: "Beat him to death——"

As soon as he finished speaking, a kitchen knife flew over from behind the crowd and slid past Luo Yuan's head.

Blood flowed from Luo Yuan's head, dyeing his fair and handsome face half red.

He paused slightly, raised his hand and touched his face, then looked at his bloody hand and smiled.

His bloodthirsty eyes were even more sharp and cold in the blood that covered his face.

"None of you can escape!"

He let out a low laugh from his throat, and like an enraged beast, he raised the stick in his hand and rushed into the crowd...

More than two in the morning.

Anyuan suddenly woke up from the heat.

This is a mountain, there are shade trees everywhere, the windows are open, and the night wind blows in. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be so hot that you're sweating all over.

After thinking about it, she sat up, turned on the fan, and prepared to go back to sleep.

But at this moment, the mobile phone rang, emitting pleasant music.

Only when important people call her during breaks, the phone will make a sound, otherwise it will vibrate or be silent.

She picked up her phone and saw that it was Luo Yuan calling.

This time is when most people sleep the deepest in a day. Luo Yuan didn't sleep, so why did he call her?

Could it be that... I miss her so much that I can't sleep?

This thought made An Yuan feel that her body was getting hotter. Her heart was beating hard, probably due to the principle of "thermal expansion and cold contraction", and her face was so hot that it was almost steaming.

"Oh, what am I thinking about?"

"Maybe he is still working and wants to discuss academic issues with me?"

She covered her face with one hand, pressed the answer button with the other hand tremblingly, and whispered: "Hello?"

There was a low, vague sound of breathing on the other side of the phone.

After about five or six seconds, Luo Yuan's low, hoarse, faintly tired and smiling voice reached her ears: "Miss An, I'm sorry to bother you so late..."

The man's voice made Anyuan's ears itchy, numb, and hot.

Anyuan touched her hot ears and felt that her breathing became heavier and faster. She didn't dare to speak for a while, for fear that Luo Yuan would hear something was wrong in her voice.

"But, I must tell you." Luo Yuan's voice became deeper and hoarse, just like a bellows constantly fanning the fire into a small stove. The flames inside grew stronger and stronger, and he frantically wanted to escape to burn everything but was stopped. Suppressed to death.

"I miss you……"

"I miss you very much..."

"It would be great if you were by my side now..."

His voice was choppy, as if it might stop at any moment.

An Yuan blushed and covered her chest with one hand. She felt that Luo Yuan's voice was about to make her heart explode. Her mind was also in chaos. Apart from Luo Yuan's voice, nothing seemed to exist.

"Miss An, can you hear me?" Luo Yuan waited for a while and asked hoarsely.

"I can hear..." Anyuan's voice was weak.

"It's good if you can hear it." Luo Yuan's voice was laughing, "Miss An, it's 2:18 in the morning. You can sleep well. I won't disturb you anymore."

Hearing him about to hang up the phone, Anyuan suddenly woke up, realized something, and said anxiously: "Wait, are you sick? Are you seriously ill?"

She was a top doctor and should have noticed something was wrong with Luo Yuan's voice, but she was confused by Luo Yuan's voice and did not react immediately.