Chapter 42 Fighting and Entering the Police Station

Qiao Nian didn't pay attention to the rabble in front of him. He pointed to the smashed vegetables that had been trampled in the place and asked, "Did you make these?"

The little gangster was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "What if we made it?"

"Nothing, lose money!"

Simply neat.

The little bastard seemed to be amused by her, looking at her wantonly with a pair of eyes, and said with air: "Okay, tell my brother which school and which class you are in, and another day, my brother will pay you when he comes to your school."

Qiao Nian raised a three-point wildfire at the end of his eyes and smiled: "I don't have time for another day, how about today?"

"Hahaha, today? Yes, there is a hotel in front of you. If you want to sleep with my brother, my brother will give you money, as much as you want, and I will give you my brother's life!"

"Missing!"

Aunt Chen's face turned pale with fright, she pulled her arm, for fear that Qiao Nian would report her school, she kept shaking her head.

"No, I don't want to lose money, don't worry about it, auntie is fine."

If her son is not good enough, don't put Qiao Nian in it, or she will not feel at ease in her life!

Qiao Nian pulled her to a safe place and said, "Aunt Chen, you stay here, and I will help you get the money back!"

"I don't want it anymore, Nian Nian, don't go."

Seeing the two of them pulling and pulling, the little gangster walked over unhappily and reached out to grab Qiao Nian's shoulder.

Qiao Nian narrowed his eyes and was about to dodge.

A big hand volleyed into the air and grabbed the gangster's hand, twisting it with a backhand, the gangster screamed in pain.

"Are you okay?" Ye Wuchuan came over, his eyes were extremely cold, pressing his edge.

Qiao Nian almost forgot that he was still here and shook his head.

At this time, the face of the ruffian who suffered a loss suddenly became furious, and he picked up the stool on the ground, and was about to smash them on them: "You stinky bitch, you are shameless, don't you, courting death!"

Ye Wuchuan pulled her behind him, his voice low.

"Girls, don't fight, go to the side."

The ruffian who happened to be rushing over with the stool was approaching them. The tall and handsome man raised his leg and kicked his foot, and his movements were smooth and sharp. The ruffian who was holding the bench flew out, the plastic stool smashed into pieces, and a fight broke out. It's like abusing vegetables...

Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows, watching him abuse vegetables.

Tsk, looking at his delicate skin and tender meat, I didn't expect to fight!

...

There are many people eating at the stall here, and many cars stop on the road to watch the excitement.

After a while, the intersection was surrounded by water.

Someone had already called the police when the local ruffians were making trouble.

When the police arrived in a hurry, it was already over.

There were seven or eight thugs lying on the ground, a man in his early twenties, with a strong aura, and a little girl beside him, like the other side of the fight.

They don't know what the situation is now, so they can only take both sides of the fight back to the police station in accordance with laws and regulations.

Aunt Chen's son was severely injured by several people, so he went to the hospital for the time being.

Before getting into the police car, Qiao Nian stuffed her with all the money she had looted from the gangster, patted her shoulder comfortingly, and said, "I'll go to the hospital to see Uncle Chen in a few days, and I'll bring you something by the way. Making soup for Uncle Chen is good for his illness."

The middle-aged woman nodded again and again, with tears in her eyes, holding her hand tightly, feeling ashamed and apologetic: "Niannian, I'm sorry."

Qiao Nian looked distressed and clapped her hand: "It's okay. Aunt Chen, don't think so much."

The nurse in the ambulance was urging her, and she raised her eyes and followed the handsome man sincerely and said, "Thank you, sir, for today."

If it wasn't for Nian Nian and her friends, Chen Yuan still doesn't know what it would be like to be beaten by that group of people today...

But she dragged Qiao Nian into the police station, and she didn't feel good about it.

After the ambulance closed, she bravely took out her mobile phone and made a call that she hadn't called in a long time: "Hello, Mr. Qiao..."