People born in the 80s became relocated households

Feeling a little confused by the rejected call, Lin Moxiao simply picked up the book and prepared to go directly to her.

Along the way, I was thinking over and over again, wondering what kind of reason I could find to meet her again. I didn't realize that there was a black Land Rover following me. After passing several traffic lights and turning several corners, it finally stopped at the parking lot of "Lida Shopping Mall".

Through the car window, I saw Jiang Shuya busy with Wang Ziliang at the door.

Just as he was about to get off the car, a burly man and a tall and well-proportioned man came over and knocked on the car door. These two men usually hang out in bars and nightclubs. Lin Moxiao knew one of them. When he saw them, a hint of coldness flashed across his cold and handsome eyes. Then he got out of the car calmly, picked up the book, closed the car door, and ignored the two men.

The burly man was called Zhang He and the tall one was called Li Song. They stretched out their hands to stop Lin Moxiao without saying a word. They glanced at the Land Rover behind. The door opened and a man got out. He was wearing sunglasses and had a Hong Kong-style flat hair. He had an ordinary appearance, a square face, triangular eyes, and a fierce look. He was wearing a camouflage down jacket, with his hands in his denim pockets. He walked leisurely, humming a little tune, and walked up to Lin Moxiao with a swagger, and said angrily: "You are the pilot who kidnapped my sister, right? You are so brave. You made my sister sad for a long time. It seems that my sister has good taste. You look okay, but you have a playboy face and are not very loyal. I came to meet you today and help her solve her problem. It also shows my gratitude as a big brother." After that, he shook his head, his eyes full of provocation.

Lin Moxiao frowned when he heard this: "Qian Feng, what happened between me and Wang Yingying is over. Please don't disturb my life anymore."

Qian Feng snorted coldly and pointed: "Mr. Lin, let me ask you, my sister has no flaws at all, but you fucking ruined her and threw her away like that. Are you still a man?"

Lin Moxiao's eyes became even colder: "You don't need to interfere in the matter between her and me. What do you want?"

Qian Feng put his hands on his hips, leaned forward and said, "You have two choices. First, apologize to my sister until she is satisfied. Second, the three of us will beat you up today and make your three legs crippled. You will spend the rest of your life lying in a wheelchair. Which one do you choose?"

Lin Moxiao glanced at the book in his hand and said expressionlessly, "Come on!"

Qian Feng's eyebrows jumped, and he laughed twice: "It seems that today we are going to fight to the death. This kid wants to fight us to the death and won't give up! Haha."

After saying that, Li Song showed his full white teeth and smiled at Zhang He next to him: "It seems that we have met a man who is not afraid of death. There is no need to waste words. What are you waiting for? Go ahead and cripple him."

Jiang Shuya, who had just finished her work, said goodbye to Wang Ziliang, patted the dust off her body, and headed towards the bus stop. When she passed the parking lot, she found a familiar person at the corner, so she stopped and took a look. She happened to meet Lin Moxiao's gaze. There were three people standing in front of her, and she didn't know what they were talking about. Looking carefully, she saw two people slowly approaching Lin Moxiao, and some of them had bad intentions.

Lin Moxiao frowned as he watched her approach. The next moment, two people approached and put their hands on his shoulders. Zhang He scratched his ear and said, "Brother, why are you doing this? It's not right for the three of us to beat you up, but you are in the wrong. I say you should go and apologize to Yingying. You can get the beauty and avoid getting beaten up. Which one do you think is better?"

"I've made it very clear to her. Either take action or leave." Lin Moxiao said impatiently.

Li Song gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Since you don't want to apologize, why waste so much time talking to him." After saying that, he raised his hand and was about to hit him, but was blocked by Lin Moxiao with one hand, and the other punch had already landed on Li Song's head. Then he raised his leg and kicked Li He in the stomach. He staggered and almost fell to the ground. The two men gritted their teeth and endured the pain for a while, then slowly got up. Lin Moxiao put the book in his hand on the roof of the car and looked at the two men vigilantly. The next moment, the two men pounced on him together. Lin Moxiao dodged, clenched his fists, and his eyes became more murderous. Facing Li Song's provocation, several rounds of quick punches landed on Li Song's head, hitting him so hard that he held his head and wailed continuously. He leaned over and jumped, knocking the two men to the ground one after another.

Jiang Shuya, who was standing nearby, was shocked by this series of thugs and almost cried out in surprise. She opened her mouth and said: These are simply professional thugs, god-level fighters, and martial artists!

Qian Feng glanced at the two people on his left and right who were holding their heads and wailing, their eyes and faces were blue and purple.

Qian Feng's expression suddenly became complicated, and the atmosphere became a little solemn. He stretched his neck, twisted it left and right, clenched his fists, making a crackling sound, raised his neck, took off his glasses, threw them on the ground beside him, and said with a fake smile: "Hehe, I can't tell! I thought you were a handsome scholar, but you met a hidden person. Let me meet you."

After saying that, he loosened his stance and made a boxing match posture, and threw a fierce punch at Lin Moxiao's face, but Qian Feng dodged it by raising his hand to the side. Lin Moxiao then turned around and threw a series of quick punches at Qian Feng's head, but Qian Feng blocked it with both hands. The two men confronted each other with equal strength, and it was unclear who would win.

The two men began to fight fiercely in the spacious venue. Their movements were swift and powerful, and every punch seemed to be a warning to the opponent. However, one of them exposed a flaw, and the other seized the opportunity and kicked the opponent's waist with a sharp kick, causing him to fall to the ground in pain.

Lin Moxiao stood there for a long time, looking coldly at the three people groaning on the ground, walked to the front of the car, picked up the book, came to Jiang Shuya, and handed the book to her.

Jiang Shuya was so frightened by the fight that she dared not speak. She was still in a trance when she saw the book he handed over. She was still wearing a mask, and the expression of astonishment only appeared in her eyes: "What, what is this?"

"Last time I said I would give you a book, but you forgot to take it." Lin Moxiao looked calm.

"No, no, I'm leaving. It's too late." She was really frightened by Lin Moxiao's behavior just now. How could the seemingly gentle and modest appearance reveal such a murderous side? She caught all the sinister murderous intent on his face just now. She was very scared. She didn't know why those people came to her. Anyway, they were not good people. It would be better to stay away from them and not get involved in it and bring trouble. She had a panicked expression and was trembling until she was pulled by Lin Moxiao. Then she could hear clearly what he said.

"Why are you walking so fast? Can I eat you?" Lin Moxiao frowned, looked at her, and said in a gentle tone: Were you scared just now?

Jiang Shuya looked at him seriously, holding the book he gave her in her hand.