Mischievous Love: Don't Mess With Your Royal Highness

Chapter 175 The Choking Boy (9)

Zhang Chong was also terrified in his heart, looking at Fan Yiqi:
"Aqi, what should we do?"

Fan Yiqi was in a state of confusion, looking at the crying and trembling Crow,
He gritted his teeth and took a step forward:

"I beg you one thing, let the crow go, I'll be your hostage!"

The young man with the scar was stunned, he didn't expect this kid to be loyal.

But after he weighed it, he still felt that controlling Yazi was more suitable than controlling Fan Yiqi.

So, he pushed Fan Yiqi heavily, and shouted impatiently:

"Go away! Don't bargain with me! I can deduct whoever I like!"

Fan Yiqi was pushed back by him, but at this moment, his body accidentally touched a warm body.

The boy who was originally sitting on the stone pump came behind him at some point and protected him in time.

His arms were strong and powerful, which gave Fan Yiqi an inexplicable sense of security.

the boy asked:

"Are you OK?"

Fan Yiqi shook his head in panic:

"fine."

He looked carefully and made sure that Fan Yiqi was not injured.

Then he stepped forward and stood proudly in front of the five youths, his eyes were cold and he said:
"Where are you from?"

The five youths looked at each other, and the scarred youth seemed to see something, and carefully replied:

"We are members of the 'Tiger Head Gang', boy, where are you from?"

The boy spat coldly:
"It's just a bunch of bastards. You have never even heard of this kind of small gang. You have no right to ask me about my identity."

"you……"

The young man with the scar said angrily:

"I don't care where you are from, anyway, you'd better keep your hands off the business here! Otherwise, don't blame our brothers for being rude!"

The boy suddenly laughed and said:

"You dare to threaten me, put away your useless nonsense!"

"Do you dare to play us?"

The young man with the scar became angry and said:

"Brothers, come on!"

The four youths obeyed the order and stepped forward to outflank them. The young man's face was terribly quiet, like the prelude of a storm, and the young men felt a little timid for no reason.

"Useless things! Do it!"

Under the shout of the scarred youth, the four youths raised their fists towards the man.

(End of this chapter)