The little stepmother is poor and crazy, the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper Fan

Soon, those people dressed as NPCs formed a circle and surrounded the three people...

No, together with the photographer, they formed a semicircle and kept shrinking the circle.

Those giant monkeys, leopards, tigers, and crocodiles wearing NPC skins... approached with ferocious faces, until the first person took off the mask on his face and roared with bared teeth.

Only then did Fang Qingqing see clearly and felt that this person looked very familiar.

Turning around, he asked Yun Yan: "Could this be the face I punched a few days ago?"

Yun Yan nodded, "Yes."

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now and thought you were causing trouble outside. But it doesn't matter. You can run away with the child in your arms and leave the rest to me."

Fang Qingqing said with full confidence.

"Humph, run? Do you think you can run away?" The monkey dressed as a big man heard Fang Qingqing's words and sneered.

This time he brought ten people here, all of whom were the best at beating them. Last time at the barbecue stall, Fang Qingqing beat five of them until their teeth were all over the floor.

Before, he was thinking, where can he get revenge from this guy? Unexpectedly, when he saw his daughter watching a variety show at home today, he recognized Fang Qingqing at a glance. He heard that it was a live broadcast and she was in Jin City now.

He immediately mobilized his contacts, investigated their itinerary, and rushed here with two cars of people.

This time, he must get back the lost dignity!

The photographer followed behind and shivered. He carefully recalled the content of their meeting. The director did not say anything about arranging any special sessions.

Moreover, these people are obvious at first glance. Their program team cannot afford to hire such fat and thick NPCs. In order to save money, they hired work-study college students from Tianjin City. How can college students have such a physique?

Fang Qingqing was so arrogant that Yun Yan held the child in his arms. After giving her a helpless look, he turned around and walked towards the photographer, turned off the camera he was playing with, and put the child into his arms.

"Stop shooting, stay back!"

The man's voice was low and plain, but it made people want to listen inexplicably.

The photographer quickly hugged Xiao Yunsheng tightly and said tremblingly: "Then be careful."

Yun Yan stopped talking and glanced at the cameras around him.

The sturdy man looked at it and smiled!

"Hahaha, you want to ask for help? There is no door. Let me tell you, we have turned off the power here. You just wait to die!"

Fang Qingqing was already moving her wrists and ankles.

Yun Yan was very conscious and stepped forward to help Fang Qingqing relax her shoulders and neck.

"Which ones do you want?"

Fang Qingqing asked, flexing her neck.

Yun Yan glanced at the group of people and said quietly: "Leave the fat one to me, and give you the thin one. You can kick them far with one kick and relieve your anger."

When Fang Qingqing heard that he was going to gain weight, she wanted to say, "Who are you looking down on?" After hearing what he said next, she suddenly felt that what he said made sense, and nodded obediently: "Okay!"

Those people looked down at their figures. What do you mean? Is this still picked?

The fat brother in the lead was so angry that he rushed towards Fang Qingqing with his fat belly shaking, "Made, you bitch are too arrogant!"

Yun Yan raised his long legs, and before the fat man touched Fang Qingqing, he pushed him back:

"I told you that you are mine, don't break the rules."

Fang Qingqing was amused. What kind of quotation was this from the boss? Yun Yan’s sense of humor came at the wrong time. Hahahaha...

The fat man was pushed by Yun Yan's feet. He pulled his hands in the air and couldn't touch Fang Qingqing. He shouted angrily at the brother behind him: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Come on!"

"Ahhh!"

Others reacted and rushed forward.

Fang Qingqing pushed Yun Yan behind her to the front, used her strength to spin in a circle, and hit the two people who were attacking from the side.

Soon, a group of people were fighting together.

The cameraman was holding Yun Sheng aside and shivering.

Xiao Yunsheng held her hands together and kept shouting: "Mom, come on, dad is on the left, mom and dad, come on."

"Little Ancestor, please stop, I'm afraid..."

The cameraman wanted to cover Yun Sheng's mouth, but he still held 10,000+ equipment in his other hand and did not dare to let go, so he could only persuade him.

Xiao Yunsheng turned around, gently held the cameraman's uncle's face, and comforted him with a sweet voice:

"Uncle, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Cameraman: ...

The cameraman was about to cry.

There are three people in this family, no, what are the composition of this makeshift family? How come each one is more powerful than the other.

He huddled in the corner and did not dare to move. Yun Sheng watched enthusiastically, and the other two were also having a great time fighting.

Yun Yan and Fang Qingqing cooperated very well. Their punches hit the flesh and their feet were firm and accurate. The two of them kept changing their positions as if they had rehearsed in advance, which made it very difficult for the burly men to deal with it.

Fang Qingqing killed a thin man with one kick, and when they got up, Yun Yan picked him up and kicked a fat man down in the air.

"Sorry, I hit you."

Yun Yan: "It's okay, it's a bonus."

The two of them dealt with it easily and easily. The big men who thought they were Taoists felt extremely insulted. Each one was more fierce than the other, roaring and rushing over one after another.

Fang Qingqing kicked up her long legs and put them on one of them's shoulders, forcefully forcing the person to kneel on the ground:

"You really don't want to just accept it as soon as you're done?"

After all, she was still recording the show, and she didn’t want to see blood!

"I'll take your mother!"

When one of them heard this, he opened his mouth to curse.

Yun Yanjun's face sank, the calmness of Yun Yanfeng was gone, his eyes became ferocious, and he swung his big fist at the bald head who had just finished uttering the curse words before closing his mouth.

One punch on the right cheek, one punch on the left cheek, one punch on the nose...

The bald man couldn't scream anymore. He groaned several times and fell to the ground in pain. The bridge of his nose was broken. When he opened his mouth, a mouthful of old blood mixed with several teeth spurted out.

The leading burly man was not much better. He was beaten by Fang Qingqing and Yun Yan. His face was instantly swollen into a pig's head, and his eyes were almost blinded by Fang Qingqing's neat high ponytail.

Within a few minutes, ten people collapsed into one mass, and the sound of wailing could be heard everywhere.

With the help of the light, the cameraman could see clearly. The two people in front of him were unharmed and standing side by side. They looked like the black and white evil spirits in the movie.

"Go to Jin City to block people. Is this how your hall master tells you to behave?"

Yun Yan asked with a cold and serious voice, staring at the ground.

"You, you know our hall master?" The fat man fell to the ground and spoke slurringly.

Yun Yan didn't say anything and made a phone call.

I don’t know what was said on the other side of the phone, but I heard Yun Yan’s reply: “Zhao Ying, if you take good care of your people, if I see them next time, it won’t be as simple as just giving them a beating.”

Hearing the name of their own hall master, the burly men on the ground were all dumbfounded.

Then Yun Yan put the phone on speakerphone, and heard a rough male voice yelling: "You don't want to fucking live anymore? Anyone dares to mess with you, get the hell out of here!"

People on the ground did not dare to make mistakes and agreed one after another.

The person on the phone softened his voice again and kept apologizing to Yun Yan.

Yun Yan held the phone with a serious face: "If you can't manage your subordinates anymore and break the rules, your Badaotang will no longer be allowed to stay."

"No, no, no, no, Mr. Yun, Brother Yun, I was wrong. When they come back, I will teach them a lesson. If you give me another chance, I will admit my mistake and I will restrain them!"

The other side was still apologizing, but Yun Yan hung up the phone directly.

He turned around and shouted angrily at the group of people lying on the ground:

"roll!"

Fang Qingqing found wet wipes from the small bag she carried with her and was wiping her hands. She looked at Yun Yan with confusion. What else didn't she know about this man?

When she first heard that Yun Yan told them to get lost, she became anxious:

"Don't get out yet."