The Peerless God of War of the Female President

As soon as the man with the earrings gave an order, the followers behind him immediately started to catch Su Mengqi and Yang Wen.

boom--

wow-

The first gangster who rushed in front of Su Mengqi, before his hand could touch Su Mengqi, suddenly flew out sideways, smashed a glass exterior wall, and flew into the storefront of a clothing store.

The man with the earrings was stunned for a moment, and before he could see what was going on, his jaw felt a sharp pain, his feet lifted off the ground, and he flew backwards.

Yang Chen's hands were covered with handbags, and he stood proudly in front of Su Mengqi and Yang Wen in a posture of kicking upwards, and then slowly lowered his legs.

The man with the earrings took a while to get up from the ground, and walked in front of Yang Chen with the support of a small follower.

"Boy, you've got a big deal! You've got a big deal!"

The man with the earrings pointed at Yang Chen, then took out his phone from his pocket, and quickly dialed a number.

"Come here! I was beaten!"

After hanging up the phone, the ear stud man looked at Yang Chen and let out a cold snort, "Silly X, you'll know the consequences of meddling in later!"

Yang Chen glanced at the man with the stud earrings a little impatiently, and after cursing "Stupid!", he turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, stop for me! Did the fuck let you go?!"

The stud-eared man cursed, and stretched out his hand to pull Yang Chen's shoulder, but Yang Chen suddenly turned his head, and the stud-eared man's hand froze in mid-air, he didn't dare to grab Yang Chen, and he was embarrassed to take it back.

"Listen clearly, my name is Yang Chen, that Yang Chen from Linhai Yang's family, if you've heard of me, get out before I get angry!"

"Who the hell are you frightening? Don't say you're not Yang Chen, even if you are, what can you do? Aren't you just a rich second generation? What can you be arrogant about?"

Yang Chen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became interested, and said with a faint smile: "You don't need to speak with a straight accent, I can tell that you are not from the local area."

"I'm not a local, what can you do?!"

The man with the earrings was kicked by Yang Chen, but he didn't seem to be afraid of Yang Chen at all, instead he became more and more arrogant.

"Well, how about we play a game?"

"Who the hell is free to play games with you! Has your head been kicked by a donkey?"

Yang Chen smiled slightly, "Your brothers won't be here for a while, right? Before they come over, I can beat you to death at least twice, why don't we try?"

Speaking of which, Yang Chen took a step forward, and immediately made the man with the earrings take two steps back in fright.

"You, what do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to play games with you."

"I just won't do it, what can you do?"

"If you don't do it, I'll hit you."

"you!"

Yang's simple words immediately made the man with earrings lose his temper.

"If you can't beat me, just be obedient and avoid the pain of flesh and blood."

The servant who was kicked into the clothing store by Yang Chen didn't even take off the glass shards on his face, so he trotted to the earring man and whispered:

"Big, big brother, let's listen to him, wait for our brothers to come, and make him look good!"

The man with the earrings glanced at the younger brother, "Hey? Are you alright?"

"Oh, I'm still in pain, I'll lie down for a while..."

After finishing speaking, the little brother actually returned to the side of the road, found a spacious place to lie down, and groaned while clutching his stomach.

"You fucking—"

The man with the earrings was about to chase and beat his younger brother, but as soon as he turned around, a big hand grabbed his neck.

"Where are you going?"

"Hey, let me go!"

The man with the earrings waved his fist and wanted to hit Yang Chen, but Yang Chen pinched his neck and turned left and right, like a marionette, making every punch of him miss.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing this scene, the onlookers on the side of the road let out a burst of low laughter.

"Say, do you want to play games?"

"I'll be you—"

"Um--"

Yang Chen let out a long voice, and began to use force with his hands.

"Hey, hey, lightly, lightly...I said I will play your game!"

Su Mengqi came over and said, "Honey, forget it, a bunch of punks are not worth your time wasting with them."

Yang Chen smiled and shook his head, "He's a punk, but the people behind him aren't."

"You take care of our daughters, I'll play with them."

Su Mengqi rolled her eyes helplessly, dragged Xiao Sichen and Yang Wen into a nearby milk tea shop, then found a table by the window, ordered milk tea, and started drinking milk tea while watching a play.

"I said I'm making a game, why don't you let go?"

"I can let go, but if I let go, if you dare to run, I will break your leg, remember?"

"I'm not running! You have to wait for my brothers to come over!"

Only then did Yang Chen loosen the earring man's neck, and then said lightly: "Let me explain the rules of the game, remember, I'll just say it once."

"Now, each of you come to me for a tote bag."

"Carrying a handbag? What is it for?"

"There is no question in the rules, do you get it?!"

Yang Chen stared at him as he spoke, and the man with the earrings suddenly felt guilty.He walked in front of Yang Chen involuntarily, took a handbag from him, and hung it around his neck.

"Hey, is the one lying over there dead? If he's not dead, hurry up and die!"

"Not yet bro!"

The bastard lying on the side of the road got up from the ground with a gulp, walked in front of Yang Chen with a face full of glass smudges, took a handbag and hung it around his neck.

Seeing that several people had bags hanging around their necks, Yang Chen hummed in satisfaction, "Now, follow my slogan and shout 'I'm a stinky hooligan!'."

"Hey, don't go too far, let me tell you! Otherwise, wait for me—"

"Um--"

Yang Chen's face sank, "What do you want later?"

The glass slag brother immediately came over and explained: "Well, brother, don't get me wrong, my brother meant to say, otherwise he will shout even louder later!"

"Uh, that's exactly what I meant..."

"Then why don't you yell quickly?"

"Yes……"

The man with the earrings hung his head reluctantly, and shouted, "I'm a rascal..."

"Didn't you eat? My daughter's voice is louder than yours!"

"I'm a rascal!"

"Be bigger!"

"I'm a rascal!!!"

"It's not enough, be more energetic! Show some momentum!"

The glass slag boy simply raised his fist high above his head, and shouted loudly with an angry youthful air: "I'm a stinking hooligan!"

"Yes, that's the momentum! Speak up!"

The man with the earrings seemed to be shocked by the aura of the glass-broken boy, and said to himself, did you scold yourself so loudly?
But at the same time, he was a little unwilling - I'm the eldest brother, but your voice is actually louder than mine?Do you still have my big brother in your eyes?

"I'm a rogue! The stinkiest rogue!"

The voice of the man with stud earrings immediately overwhelmed the glass boy, and he glared at him while shouting...

As a result, people were 'amazed' by the scene in front of them, and they took out their mobile phones to take pictures as souvenirs, and some even started the live broadcast on the spot...

"Now, line up!"

Yang Chen suddenly issued a password, and several people subconsciously stood in a row.

"Line up and walk together—"

Yang Chen shouted a password, and these gangsters actually walked up according to Yang Chen's slogan.

"I, am, a stinking hooligan, ready to - up!"

"I, yes, a stinky hooligan! Sour, smelly, and hooligan!"

A few gangsters actually added Yang Chen's catchphrase to the tune of an internet celebrity pickled cabbage fish, and sang it loudly.

Su Mengqi and Yang Wen in the milk tea shop laughed so hard that they almost spit out the milk tea.

Yang Chen put his hands behind his back, like an instructor training recruits, let a few gangsters walk back and forth on this commercial street, like prisoners parading the streets in ancient times.

"Yang Lian is a stinky fool, get ready to—"

Yang Chen suddenly changed a catchphrase, a few gangsters were singing vigorously, but Yang Chen led him astray, and immediately changed the catchphrase.

As a result, after singing it once, the man with the earrings was the first to react, and stopped to look at Yang Chen in a daze.

"You, how do you know that Yang Lian is my elder brother?"

Yang Chen ignored the man with ear studs, but turned his head slightly, looked obliquely at the roof of a tall building 1000 meters behind him, then stretched out his index finger and thumb, squinted one eye, and did a shooting action.

"pia—"

Yang Chen imitated the sound of a gun being fired, then the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and he blew on the tip of his index finger.

On the roof of the building, Yang Lian looked at Yang Chen who was 'shooting' at him through the binoculars, his heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, it was so cold that he even had difficulty breathing.

whoosh-

A strong airflow accompanied by a shriek that tore through the air, brushed Yang Lian's ear, and hit the water tower behind him.

The blood on Yang Lian's face disappeared in an instant, and two streams of heat flowed out of his body, one was blood from the earlobe, and the other was some kind of unknown liquid from the trousers...