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Chapter 112 I'll Bet Your Hand Today

An Ruyi's heart was slightly touched, and her eyes looked at He Pingfan.

The first time I saw He Pingfan care about him, this feeling was strange and a little warm.

He Jian was filled with righteous indignation, "You don't need to take action on this kind of thing, I'll just go there."

Everyone was indignant when they heard the people upstairs discussing this.

Yin Haoyu also had a calm face, "It's outrageous. He dared to despise us so much, go up and take a look."

Everyone walked upstairs, and there were a large group of Jianghuai men sitting there.

They are all famous figures in the Jianghuai circle, each with prominent backgrounds and noble identities.

No one dares to mess with this acre of three-point land in Jianghuai.

They are usually scattered, because the ceremony of the two provinces gathered together to talk big.

The one who was talking about An Ruyi just now was a young man with a sharp-mouthed cheek. He was in his early twenties, with a small head, a slightly hunched back, and a vulgar appearance.

He put one foot on the chair and sat in a bad mood.

He Jian is a master who is not afraid of trouble. He rushed up and pointed at the other party and asked sternly, "What did you say just now?"

The man with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect someone to suddenly appear and point at his nose to speak like this.

When he realized it, his eyes turned, "Who are you?"

"Do you know where this is?"

"Bang--" He Jian slapped him and directly stumbled on the ground. The tea on the table was overturned and spilled all over the floor.

"Damn, you guys hit someone?"

The people in the teahouse stood up together, "Who are you?

Dare to take action here?

Are you tired of living?"

"We are from Jiangzhou."

Yin Haoyu walked up from downstairs and replied loudly.

He Pingfan and his group also went upstairs, and the second floor was immediately crowded with people.

The pointed-mouthed monkey cheek was hit by He Jian, and one of his teeth was knocked off, and the left half of his face was swollen.

He covered his face and got up, shouting hysterically, "I'm paralyzed, I'm not finished with you."

I grabbed a handful of purple sand teapots and smashed them over.

He Jian was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He reached out and grabbed the other person's wrist, pointing his finger directly to the other person's nose, "You try moving it?"

The other party was stunned. Before he could recover, He Jian slapped his hands again, "Papapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapa

"Oh--" The pointed-mouthed monkey cheeks were completely stunned, her head was about to explode, and her nosebleeded out, and she fell down on her back.

Plop - the wooden floor in the teahouse makes a dull sound.

After He Jian finished beating, he put his hands on his hips and stared at his pair of eyes as big as a copper bell. He was indeed a bit fierce.

"If you talk to me in the future, let me slap my mouth clean. We, the goddess of Jiangzhou, can you defile it at will?"

The incident happened suddenly just now, and many people didn't react. I heard that the group of young men from Jiangzhou arrived, and some of them were still very familiar with each other.

The young men of Jianghuai who suffered losses were all furious, "Damn, you are so brave, don't you look at whose territory this is?"

"Catch them all, and don't even think of running away today."

There were many people in them, and He Pingfan and others instantly surrounded him.

He Pingfan glanced at the teahouse a few times, walked between An Ruyi and Lan Kexin, trying to prevent them from leaving their sight.

This detail was noticed by An Ruyi, and she couldn't help but feel a little moved in her heart. Unexpectedly, he was quite careful.

An Ruyi smiled slightly.

He Jian beats people, so he is not afraid of causing trouble.

In addition, Jiangzhou was often frustrated in the past and was full of cowardice. Today he was going to show the prestige of Jiangzhou people.

Yin Haoyu held his own identity and stood in the first place and shouted loudly, "Who can speak? Come and talk!"

"Talk a lot, just detain the person first."

"The one who took action just now stood up."

A young man with dark skin, in his thirties, has a tiny hair, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, as solid as He Jian.

His arms are very thick and he speaks very vigorously. He looks like a trainer at first glance.

Seeing someone pointing his name, He Jian said coldly, "Your grandpa is here, if you have the ability, let's fight alone."

The other party is also a tough guy with a gloomy face, "Boy, you can beat him very well, right?

There will be times when you cry."

Yin Haoyu said, "This matter is because you have made mistakes first. If you really want to hold the responsibility accountable, then you have to ask yourself."

"Your name is Yin Haoyu, right? I recognize you."

A young man wearing glasses next to him shouted, "You can't get rid of this matter today."

"Bang--" Yin Haoyu was about to speak, and a loud noise suddenly came from there, and someone broke the cup to the ground.

On the northeast, a young man of twenty-seven or eight years old sat there with a gloomy face, not angry and powerful.

"Do you all think I don't exist anymore?

Who has the final say here today?”

The young men of Jianghuai consciously retreated aside and gave way.

The other party slowly stood up, with his hands behind his back, his face majestic, and he was quite as stance as a superior.

"Mr. Cao!"

Mr. Cao came over with a very heavy breath.

For some reason, many people feel very depressed.

A man who is obviously in his twenties has the majesty of a middle-aged man, and this majesty is inherent.

The group of Jianghuai young men seemed a little awe.

Mr. Cao walked up to Yin Haoyu, "You are so brave, you dare to make trouble here."

"Is there anyone else in Jiangzhou who can speak?"

Yin Haoyu instinctively looked at He Pingfan. Seeing that He Pingfan was not in high spirits, he straightened his chest, "I!"

"That's good!"

Mr. Cao spoke concisely, "Young Master Zeng said the wrong thing just now. He has received the punishment he deserves. Now that your people have taken action, what should we do?"

Yin Haoyu said, "He insulted people and should have beaten them. What else can I do if I am dealing with?"

Young Master Cao raised his eyelids and his aura was terrifying. Seeing Yin Haoyu instinctively took a step back.

Mr. Cao said coldly, "If this is the case, then don't blame us Jianghuai for not following the rules."

Yin Haoyu didn't want to show weakness, "What do you want?"

Cao Shao said without any expression, "The person who curses cuts his tongue, and the person who takes action chops his hands."

"Silk--" When everyone present heard this, they took a breath.

This young master Cao is very murderous.

He Pingfan raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Mr. Cao.

How could He Jian still bear it?

He jumped out and shouted, "Damn, don't you just want to give me a warning?"

If you have the ability to come to me, I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

The dark-skinned young man said angrily, "If you fight alone, you will fight alone. It seems that you have won every battle."

"Putting aside those strong men in Jianghuai, we are enough to crush you."

He Jian was so angry that he said, "Stop talking nonsense, let's see the truth."

Cao Shao turned his head slightly and stared at He Jian, "Are you very good at fighting?"

He Jian said proudly, "It's more than enough to deal with you."

"Okay! Then I'll bet on you with one hand today."

Cao Shao's pupils shrank, and his burning eyes pointed directly at He Jian like a sword.
Chapter completed!
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