Chapter 239 I Got You 8
The people around were all amused by An Qi's scolding. Several big men actually lost face in front of the woman, and were scolded to pieces by her. They couldn't bear the anger and yelled at the surrounding crowd, "Smile! ! Shut up all of them!"

"So, you don't plan to pay the protection fee?!"

An Qi took a look at her stall secretly, and it would not work to reason with these hooligans. Of course, she would not foolishly give them some so-called protection money. Today is really unlucky. The mad dog bites, in order to minimize her losses, she has to use her brains as much as possible to sneak away with her belongings under their noses.

An Qi took a step back, ready to make a move at any time, but still shouted domineeringly, "Fuck! I'm so willing to burn paper money for you!"

Now An Qi really made that group popular, and the man who could be regarded as the boss of the hooligans strode forward, ready to trample on An Qi's things.

The people who watched the excitement went to watch the excitement, but there were no people who really helped. They all pretended to have nothing to do with themselves, and faced the coming Bicheng, despite the more dangerous tearing, there was no one. Step forward to stop.

An Qi, who has seen through the face of the current society, does not have much resistance. Anyway, as long as she can protect herself, other things are nothing.

Just as An Qi was about to run away from the stall, someone punched the so-called hooligan head directly with his fist, and the person who was beaten made a muffled moan.

An Qi looked at the back of the man wearing brand-name shoes standing in front of her, and was inadvertently stunned.

It turns out...are there still good people in this world?Seeing other people's difficulties and malicious harassment by others, will someone stand up and take the lead?
"You fucking dare to hit me?!" The man covered his eyes that were about to be blinded by Rong Ning's punch and cursed.

"I not only hit you, but also kicked you." Rong Ning grinned, put his hands in his pockets, stretched out his legs seemingly leisurely, and kicked at the man's crotch. He covered his bottom and grinned in pain. All I got was a yell.

At first, I just thought that the woman looked familiar, so I walked over. It was okay not to look at it, but when I saw it, I found that this woman was the 'ex-girlfriend' I met on the street shortly after recovering from a car accident eight years ago.

(End of this chapter)

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