What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

The girl sitting in the passenger seat of the young man saw Zhang Xiaoan parking the car in the parking space, and she was also very unhappy and cursed: "Is this man mentally ill? There is no one like him!"

"Go down and beat him!"

The young man slammed the door and got out of the car, pulled out a baseball bat from the trunk, and walked toward Zhang Xiaoan's car aggressively.

Fang Moxuan turned to look at Zhang Xiaoan and asked, "Are you going to go up or should I go up?"

"We'll talk about it later. You see he's acting like an idiot. Let's have some fun with him first."

The young man came to Zhang Xiaoan's car with a baseball bat, pointed at him and cursed: "Come on, come on, get the fuck out of the car."

His female companion also slapped the passenger window like a shrew and shouted at Fang Moxuan: "Bitch! Get out of the car!"

Fang Moxuan glanced at her, then turned her head and ignored her.

"Did you hear me telling you to get out of the fucking car?! Get out of here right now. If you don't get off, believe it or not, I'll smash your ass..."

Before the young man finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoan took out a pistol and pointed it at him.

The shiny metal texture looks like a real thing at first glance!

Zhang Xiaoan took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and said calmly: "Kneel down."

"thump"

The young man knelt down directly to Zhang Xiaoan: "Brother, I was wrong..."

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't compete with you for a parking space. It's my fault. You...just let me go..."

"Call daddy."

"Dad! You are my dad!"

"Good son." Zhang Xiaoan pulled the trigger.

With a "pop" sound, a small flame burst out from the muzzle of the gun, lighting the cigarette in his mouth.

Zhang Xiaoan took a comfortable puff of smoke and said, "It's great that I got a son as big as you for nothing."

The pistol-shaped lighter is a one-to-one simulation. In terms of appearance, it is exactly the same as a real gun.

It was Zhang Xiaoan who snatched it from Wang Wei. When he snatched it, he did it out of interest. He felt that the design of this lighter was very unique. I never thought that I could scare an idiot today!

The young man is really stupid. Whenever he thinks about it for a moment, he knows that in today's society, let alone carrying a gun when going out.

Even if you bring a fruit knife, it will be enough for you to drink a pot!

"Damn you! Are you treating me like a monkey?" The young man suddenly became angry.

"No, I just treat you like a fool."

"Fuck you!" the young man cursed, picked up the baseball bat on the ground and stood up.

Zhang Xiaoan took the lead and threw the gun-shaped lighter directly.

Although the gun is fake, it is still a dense lump of iron, weighing more than a kilogram, and its lethality cannot be underestimated.

With a "thud" sound, the young man was knocked unconscious.

After lying on the ground and losing all his strength for a long time, he was helped by his female companion to stand up.

Glancing at Zhang Xiaoan's license plate, the young man cursed: "Damn you! People from out of town dare to show off to us, just wait for me!"

Zhang Xiaoan and the two got out of the car and came to them hand in hand.

"You call someone, I'll take my wife shopping first."

Zhang Xiaoan took Fang Moxuan and just turned around and walked out a few meters away when he heard the sound of glass breaking behind him.

When he turned around, he saw the young man's female companion carrying a baseball bat and smashing the SUV's glass to pieces.

"I really...I can't bear it anymore."

Fang Moxuan handed the bag to Zhang Xiaoan, stepped forward, grabbed the baseball bat from the woman's hand and threw it aside.

"You call me a bitch and I don't have to be the same as you. You definitely can't smash my car. I bought this car for my husband and he likes it very much."

After the words fell, Fang Moxuan's slap followed closely, hitting the woman's face firmly.

Again.

Although Fang Moxuan is thin and looks weak, in fact she has always been Wangjiang's number one Batulu.

Just three words for a fight: fast, accurate, and ruthless!

With two mouths and a big flying kick, the young man's female companion was already lying on the ground unable to move.

As for youth.

Zhang Xiaoan had already pinched his neck and pinned him to the ground.

"Brother, when you entered society, did your mother tell you not to mess with rich people?" The young man threatened through gritted teeth.

"What's going on? Driving a crappy Z4, do you think you're quite rich?"

"Better than your crappy car, poor ass!"

"Hehehe." Zhang Xiaoan smiled, let go of him, and pulled Fang Moxuan toward the mall.

If a poor person is pointed at the nose and called poor, he will definitely become furious.

Rich people like Zhang Xiaoan and Fang Moxuan didn't feel any anger at all except that they found it funny when someone pointed at their noses and called them poor.

These days, having money in your pocket brings you confidence.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Xiaoan was taken away by the police because the girl who was hit by Fang Moxuan called the police.

……

It's about four o'clock in the afternoon.

After some adjustments, Zhang Xiaoan paid the other party 10,000 yuan for medical expenses, and the other party compensated him 20,000 yuan for car repairs.

The young man got out of the car with a baseball bat, and his female companion smashed Zhang Xiaoan's car again.

Although it was a crime for Fang Moxuan to hit someone, the other party's behavior was obviously seeking to cause trouble. In this round, Zhang Xiaoan did not suffer a loss and even made 10,000 yuan, which was equivalent to a small victory.

After the adjustment is completed.

A Land Rover parked in front of the police station and picked up the young man and his female companion.

Before the Land Rover started, the driver glared at Zhang Xiaoan and threatened in front of the police: "Boy, just wait for me!"

The Land Rover disappears at the end of the street.

The policeman pulled Zhang Xiaoan aside and asked, "Young man, are you from out of town?"

"Ah, here from Wangjiang."

"To travel?"

"Traveling and visiting friends."

The policeman kindly reminded: "I advise you to stop looking and drive away quickly. The boy's name is Zhan He, and his father's name is Zhan Zhihua. His family owns a hotel and is quite powerful in Chunyang."

"You're from out of town, so there's no need to offend them, and you can't afford to offend them."

"If you listen to my advice, you should take your girlfriend and leave as soon as possible. Both father and son are vindictive things. If you don't leave, he will definitely take revenge on you."

Zhang Xiaoan didn't expect that the policeman was quite good. He smiled and asked, "It's okay. If he gives me trouble, I'll call the police!"

"That's what I say, but can the police protect you 24 hours a day? If you let them take advantage of the opportunity and beat you up, it won't be a mistake, right?"

Zhang Xiaoan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the photo album, found a photo and showed it to the police, asking: "Do you know the woman in the photo?"

The photo was taken when Zhang Xiaoan, Fang Moxuan, and Yang Xinyi went out to play.

After seeing Yang Xinyi, the policeman was surprised and said, "Ah! Isn't this the girl from Mr. Yang's family? Is she the friend you said you wanted to see?"

"Yes, that's her."

"Then you can play with ease. Zhan He's father can't even reach Mr. Yang's hair. With Mr. Yang's support, no one in Chunyang can touch you!" The policeman added jokingly: "Of course. You can’t break the law!”

"Don't worry, Sir, I am definitely a good citizen who abides by the law!"