After waiting restlessly all morning, Yan Bin finally came back.

Song Pan'er resisted the urge to ask and sat through another half of class until it was time for her lunch break.

"Yan Bin, come out for a moment." Song Pan'er waved, and the two of them left the classroom.

As soon as she opened the door to the rooftop, Song Paner couldn't wait to speak, "Did you hit Zheng Hongbo?"

Yan Bin did not deny it. He looked down at the girl he had guarded for many years with an anxious face. Sweat had already appeared on the tip of her nose. Yan Bin rubbed his fingers impatiently, wanting to wipe it for her.

"You two hundred and fifty, why are you so impulsive?"

Yan Bin looked away, looked at the school gate in the distance, and comforted: "Don't worry, I asked people from other schools to do it, and they can't be found on me."

"Not only have things been found that cannot be found, but is Zheng Daqiang easy to mess with? Zheng Hongbo can't take the college entrance examination this year, can he let it go?"

Song Pan'er raised her hand and clicked his forehead to scold him. The image really looked like a mother scolding her son.

"You should take leave and go home these days! I'm afraid he will find someone to take revenge on you."

Yan Bin unbuttoned his school uniform and leaned against the wall lazily, "It's okay. I haven't been fooling around in vain for so many years. I'm not afraid of him coming."

Seeing his nonchalant look, Song Pan'er became so angry that she hit him with her hand and turned around to leave. Suddenly she remembered something and said viciously:

"Stay in school, or I'll beat you to death."

Song Pan'er didn't go home for lunch. After calling her grandma, she went straight to the labor market.

At a high price of three hundred a day, five laborers were hired to guard Yan Bin day and night.

Yan Bin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His resistance was futile and he had no choice but to obey.

With such five bodyguards, the dormitory could no longer be accommodated, so Song Pan'er lent Yan Bin a house. It was only for two or three days anyway, so it was okay to live in it in the summer.

Yan Bin had a look of helplessness on his face, and was still mumbling advice on the way to send Song Pan'er home at night.

"It's really not necessary. Don't you know how fast I run? If someone takes revenge on me, why can't he run if he can't beat me?"

Song Pan'er glanced sideways at him, ignored his little awkwardness, and went upstairs to get the key to the house in the neighborhood next door.

Sudden changes occur.

Three gangsters with sticks rushed out from the shadows on the side of the building and attacked the two of them.

Song Pan'er hired people who worked hard to support the family and had little experience in fighting. For a while, the five people didn't react, and they stood far away without moving.

Yan Bin reacted quickly, stretched out his hand to pull Song Pan'er, and avoided the stick hitting her shoulder. He got angry and took Song Pan'er's schoolbag to use as a meteor hammer.

The three of them couldn't get any closer for a while, and Yan Bin hammered away a stick.

Song Pan'er turned around and saw the people who had been hired were still in a daze, and shouted angrily: "Come here quickly! Will you pay to watch the fun?"

Only then did a few people react, lift their feet and start running this way.

The few people Zheng Daqiang invited were not professionals. He had no connections in Jinshi, and he couldn't find anyone reliable for a while. He just found a few second-rate guys in the bar, and gave each of them five hundred yuan, saying It's enough that Yan Bin and Song Pan'er couldn't take the college entrance examination because of the beating.

The three of them were a little confused by Yan Bin's schoolbag, and they were delayed for a few seconds. One of them was a short one who was very smart. After he realized what he was doing, he immediately went around behind the two of them and wanted to attack Song Pan'er.

It still took some time for the hired men to run over, but a sound of breaking through the air had already been heard, and the short gangster's wooden stick had already been smashed down.

Song Pan'er turned sideways and wanted to stiffen the stick, but her arms tightened and she ran into Yan Bin's arms. They were very wide, but uneasy. She didn't care to rub her sore nose. Song Pan'er screamed:

"Someone's coming! There's a murder! There's a fire! There's a thief in the neighborhood! Someone's coming!"

The short man raised the wooden stick halfway again, and when he heard Song Pan'er's shout, he subconsciously looked back left and right.

While he was distracted, Yan Bin moved, picked up Song Pan'er and ran to meet the five people running this way.

……

After all, there is strength in numbers, and none of the three gangsters ran away. They were subdued by the combined efforts of five bodyguards and the adults who came with kitchen knives and mops.

Yan Bin never let go of Song Pan'er's hand from beginning to end, standing aside, wary of another bad guy raid.

But he still didn't pay attention. An old lady holding a frying spoon came over angrily, raised her hand and gave him a slap on the head.

"Who are you? You little gangster, why are you holding my granddaughter's hand?"

Song Pan'er quickly stopped her, "Nai, this is my classmate, classmate."

Yan Bin rubbed his head and shouted aggrievedly: "Hello grandma!" '

After some explanation, Mrs. Qian finally stopped calling Yan Bin a gangster, but she didn't give him a good look either.

In her heart, no one has good intentions. Her granddaughter is so young, so she must not be deceived.

He grabbed his granddaughter, followed everyone, and sent the three gangsters to the police station. By the time I finished writing the notes and settled down for Yan Bin, it was already past two in the morning when I got home.

Song Pan'er felt that she had just slept for two or three hours when the alarm clock rang. She scratched her disheveled hair twice and wailed, "Ah~ I'm sleepy!"

Panpan is always so full of energy, she immediately jumped in when she heard the voice, jumping back and forth around the bed.

"My dear granddaughter, come and drink the milk!"

Mrs. Qian walked in with a glass of milk.

Song Pan'er doesn't like drinking milk because it always smells fishy, ​​but I don't know who she heard said drinking milk can make her taller and smarter. Recently, she is fed a glass of milk every day. Before this, she was fed Yili Shen and Melatonin, so how could she say no? It’s better to drink milk!

"Thank you grandma~"

Take it, raise your neck and drink it.

"Granddaughter, I will pick you up from school today."

Mrs. Qian watched Song Paner swallow the last mouthful of milk and suddenly spoke.

"Why are you picking me up?" Song Pan'er was puzzled. In her eyes, the school was right next to her, and there were students at the school gate when school was over. She never had to worry about safety issues. Why did she suddenly want to pick her up from school? ?

"Nothing to do. I want to go out for a walk in the evening. I'll pick you up as a food walk."

Walking to eat? Walking for food after nine o'clock in the evening?

Song Pan'er's expression of "You're a liar" earned her a slap in the face. Then Song Pan'er was satisfied and happily ran to wash her face and brush her teeth.

I don't have time to pay attention to the results of the few gangsters because the college entrance examination is really about to take place.

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