The old man snorted, raised his neck and said, "Don't scare me, I, Luo Daniu, are all people buried half of their necks. What's there to be afraid of?"

Yang Xiaonian gave Shen Qianqian a cold look, and said slowly, "Don't you think it's too much to threaten an old man? Could it be that there are no old people in your family? Or do you think that in this world, apart from you, and your relatives and family members? In addition, the rest of the people, regardless of age, are slaves who can be yelled at by you at will? Like you who are self-righteous, aloof, wantonly trampling on the dignity of others, wantonly trampling on the laws of the country, making trouble without reason, and thinking that you are justified, I I really don't know how your adults taught you!"

   "You're courting death!" Shen Qianqian's eyes were full of murderous intent, she had to admit that this guy is very kind, but the more kind people are, the more fun it is to bully. Shen Qianqian bowed, and her right hand quickly grabbed the pistol on the table.

   However, the next moment, Shen Qianqian's snow-white palm stopped on the table, her beautiful eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief.

   A dark gun was aimed at her forehead, and the hand holding the gun belonged to the young man opposite.

   Haven't seen him move at all? When did the pistol on the table get into his hands?

   The others present were stunned for a while before they came back to their senses. The young men brought by Shen Qianqian slowly gathered around, their eyes filled with composure and calmness. This made Yang Xiaonian's eyes reveal a hint of admiration.

"Having this thing means your fist is hard? I can't see it? If I hold it now and ask you to apologize to the old man, I'm afraid you will not be convinced. Because these people who follow you haven't had the chance to show it. Their strength..." Yang Xiaonian said while he waved his hand suddenly and slapped the pistol on the table with a bang.

   "Uh..." With a slight exclamation around, the faces of the young men suddenly became extremely solemn.

With such an understatement, Yang Xiaonian actually put the pistol "inlaid" into the hard solid wood tabletop. The pistol and the wooden tabletop were completely integrated, smooth and tightly stitched together, as if the pistol was originally "long". at the top of the table.

   The men who followed Shen Qianqian were all experts. Seeing Yang Xiaonian showing such a hand, he couldn't help but take a breath of air.

   Yang Xiaonian made this move, which was originally a shock to the mountain. As a last resort, he is really unwilling to fight with the group of obviously trained men on the other side.

He slapped the pistol into the table, glanced at those people with sharp eyes, smiled and shook his head and said, "Everyone, I have no intention of becoming an enemy of you, but this girl must be taught a lesson. Just..."

   As he said that, Yang Xiaonian raised his hand and grabbed Shen Qianqian's slender neck. A young man standing behind Yang Xiaonian exhaled and punched Yang Xiaonian's back: "Brother, the duty is, I'm sorry..."

   The intentions that Yang Xiaonian showed just now, these people also understand in their hearts. But the duty was, seeing that he was grabbing Shen Qianqian, those people couldn't help but stop it. But while this person attacked Yang Xiaonian with force, he reminded Yang Xiaonian to escape, obviously this person was just to save people, and he didn't want to hurt Yang Xiaonian.

   When Yang Xiaonian grabbed Shen Qianqian, he was also prepared in his heart, and he also knew that the hand he showed just now could not frighten these people away. After all, the duty of these people is to see them tyrannizing Shen Qianqian without asking. However, this is also called "Rite before Soldier", suggesting that you have "good intentions" before you act, and the effect of doing it without saying anything is different.

   The man behind him punched with a lot of power, and there was a faint sound of wind in his fist. However, the ingenuity of the power contained in it is difficult for anyone who is not one of them to distinguish clearly.

  Yang Xiaonian twisted his hips diagonally, waved his arms crosswise, fended off the man's surprise punch, and hit the man's chest with a straight palm.

Although the young man had already seen that Yang Xiaonian was not an ordinary person, he never expected him to change his moves so quickly. When he reached out to block, Yang Xiaonian's palm was already stuck on his chest. A strong force was pressing down like a mountain, and he couldn't catch his breath, and his body had already flew out.

   His other two companions saw the accident that happened between the lightning and flint, and they couldn't help them at all. They could only shout loudly, and attacked from Yang Xiaonian's right side, attacking his right shoulder and his right rib.

  Yang Xiaonian's left is a wooden fence partition, in front of him is a table, behind him is a chair, and on his right is attacked by two people at the same time. Yang Xiaonian did not evade, twisted his waist and turned around, deliberately adopting a head-to-head method, pushing his hands outward, and at the same time receiving the fists that were smashed by the two people.

Yang Xiaonian's upper body swayed lightly, eliminating the strength of the two people, but the two people took three steps back at the same time, and before they could stand firm, Yang Xiaonian shot the two people like an arrow from the string, and his hands were light. With a slight push, the two fell to the ground with a bang.

   turned around, Yang Xiaonian returned to Shen Qianqian again, stretched out his arms and grabbed her neck.

   The two people standing behind Shen Qianqian glanced at each other, stretched out their hands and pulled her back, one of them flew up, and the chain legs were already kicking towards Yang Xiaonian.

As Yang Xiaonian fluttered his arms to block his attack, he shook his head and said, "A good leg is no more than a knee. If you can't hit the enemy like you, you will be easily injured by the opponent. Why is this..." He side With that said, the horizontal palm cut straight to the face of the man's calf like a knife. Just as his legs were exchanged, Yang Xiaonian rushed forward, swayed his shoulder, and knocked him out on the man's lower abdomen.

   Yang Xiaonian stretched out his hand again, still grabbing Shen Qianqian's neck.

   At this time, Shen Qianqian's little face turned pale. The person standing beside her stood in front of Shen Qianqian, shaking her left hand, and grabbing Yang Xiaonian's eyes with **** in her right hand.

Yang Xiaonian's right hand crossed his wrist. Before his arm could be retracted, his left hand stretched out like lightning, and already caught his two fingers. The combined force of the three fingers and the palm pressed his two fingers, the man hurt. He bowed his head and bent over, Yang Xiaonian kicked over with one foot, and the man fell to the ground like a big frog, holding his stomach and clenching his teeth, he didn't snort, but the sweat on his head rolled to the ground , Obviously this kick Yang Xiaonian put some effort into it.

"Hmph, I've already shown mercy, but you want to take my eyes off me. It's up to you to take the slightest punishment." As Yang Xiaonian said, he reached out and grabbed Shen Qianqian's slender neck, and spun her body around. In a cold voice, he shouted to the four people who had gathered around again: ""You stand still, everyone backs away ten steps, don't force me to really kill..."

  According to the strength uploaded by his fingers, Shen Qianqian has no doubt that as long as the man's fingers add a little more strength, he can definitely twist his neck.

  Shen Qian's delicate and moving face was already flushed with blush, and her breathing was difficult, causing her to cough involuntarily...

"Don't move, we'll just stand back..." The four people who had just played against Yang Xiaonian glanced at each other and took a few steps back together. One of them looked at Yang Xiaonian and said, "Sir, our brother is grateful to you. I was merciful just now. But my duty is, if you are really detrimental to Miss Shen, even if my brother is fighting to his death, he will not dare to stand by..."

When Yang Xiaonian fought with the four of them just now, there was room for his subordinates. These four people didn't look embarrassed, but they were not injured. Instead, only the last person was genuine and wanted to dig out Yang Xiaonian's eyes, but Yang Xiaonian actually kicked He kicked him, and by this time he was still lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

   is also based on this. The meaning of that person's words is to tell Yang Xiaonian clearly that you are merciful and we all know that I am not your opponent. But if you really want to hurt Miss Shen, there's nothing you can do. Even if we are killed by you, we can't stand aside and watch.

  Yang Xiaonian smiled lightly and whispered in Shen Qianqian's ear: "Tell them not to move, don't force me to kill you."

   "You...you, you, do you dare?" Shen Qianqian was stubborn and panicked, but she still refused to admit defeat. The pride in her bones made her unwilling to give in in front of this man.

Yang Xiaonian smiled and said: "I've never really killed anyone, and I don't know if I dare. However, if your beautiful and slender neck is really broken by me accidentally, You say it's a pity or not? Oh, why are my hands shaking? I'm really a little scared..."

As he spoke, his fingers were slightly increased, and Shen Qianqian was so blushing that her eyes were about to bulge out. As soon as her subordinates moved their feet forward, Yang Xiaonian said coldly, "Don't scare me. Ah, I am easily frightened, and if I can't hold it back then..."

   The four of them looked at each other and stopped helplessly. Judging from this guy's demeanor, he was either extremely smart or an absolute idiot. If he leaned over, it might be really exciting for this guy to break Shen Qianqian's neck.

  The precious princess of the old Shen family, in case...no one can afford this responsibility.

"Well, that's right..." Yang Xiaonian said, the strength on his fingers relaxed slightly: "You stubborn little girl, didn't you say that whoever's fist is **** me is the truth? Now you say Which of us is right?"

  Shen Qianqian was breathing fresh air greedily and greedily. She had been spoiled for more than 20 years, and her extremely inflated self-confidence was dealt a heavy blow for the first time. Even if Yang Xiaonian slapped the pistol into the table just now, she didn't take a look at Yang Xiaonian, and she didn't believe that this young man dared to treat her, the little princess of the Shen family, who was so beloved by thousands of people.

   However, she was strangled by Yang Xiaonian, and she couldn't breathe for nearly a century. Shen Qianqian seemed to have felt her soul drifting out of her **. It wasn't until this moment that she understood that no matter how prominent your family background is, no matter how proud and noble you are, as long as the other party has the courage, as long as the other party has this ability, they will kill her.

  My own life is no more special than others.