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Chapter 47 Give You the Pig's Trotters, Brother Luo, Put It Down
"What? If you don't move out of the way, do you want to do it?"

In the Internet cafe full of smoke, a muscular man with obvious muscle lines on his arms stepped on a dark red chair with a provocative and disdainful expression on his face.

Compared with him, except for the puffy Song Ningyuan, the others are like thin monkeys that can be blown away by a gust of wind.

"Who is afraid of you if you do it?! Originally, this is the place where whoever arrives first sits first. Why do you grab the seat?" Song Ningyuan was not frightened. The opponent is at a loss, and under normal circumstances, it is impossible to really fight.

But this time, Song Ningyuan seemed to have made a mistake in his judgment.

The muscular man grabbed Song Ningyuan's collar and easily lifted him into the air.

"Why? Just because my fist is stronger than yours!"

After the muscular man finished speaking, he clenched his right fist and punched Song Ningyuan in the face.

Seeing that the fist was about to fall on his face, Song Ningyuan closed his eyes subconsciously, but the expected pain did not come, he only heard Luo Weiwei's voice: "Give your trotters down to Brother Luo! "

"Boss..." Song Ningyuan opened his eyes, saw Luo Weiwei holding back the fist that was about to hit his face, and felt that he was about to cry.

Luo Weiwei ran all the way here. It took her 10 minutes to get there, but she arrived in only 5 minutes, and she was out of breath.

Because she was too anxious, her clothes were a little messy, and the hair that hadn't blown up in time was loosely scattered. The so-called messy beauty was probably like her.

Such a person appeared in a noisy Internet cafe, making it impossible not to pay attention to her, and everyone's eyes fell on Luo Weiwei.

With Luo Weiwei's appearance, the muscular man completely lost his interest in Song Ningyuan. With such a goddess-like person so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off him, who would care about a fat guy?

The muscular man loosened Song Ningyuan's collar and looked at Luo Weiwei maliciously. The people behind him also raised their jaws and looked at her with disgusting eyes.

Luo Weiwei let go of the muscular man's arm in disgust, looked at Song Ningyuan and asked, "What's going on?"

Song Ningyuan, who had regained his freedom, ran a few steps behind Luo Weiwei, accusing him, "We turned on the computers here first, but as soon as these people came over, they drove us away, saying that this was their seat, and we quarreled." Woke up……"

Therefore, it is these people who are bullying others!

Luo Weiwei squinted her eyes, looked at the guys on the opposite side who had an advantage over them both in terms of numbers and muscles, and said sarcastically: "What age are you, and you still bully others? Your kindergarten teacher didn't follow the principle of first come first, first come first." Have you ever said that?"

"Yes." The muscular man nodded cheekily, and took two steps forward to get in front of Luo Weiwei: "The kindergarten teacher didn't tell us, so why don't you tell us?"

A group of men behind laughed together, the laughter was so disgusting that people unconsciously got goosebumps.

"Bam—"

In the next second, the smiles of those people froze on their faces.

The muscular man in the lead covered his swollen cheeks in pain, stared at the slender and petite Luo Weiwei with wide eyes, and couldn't believe that such a frail little girl had so much strength and... …courage.

Luo Weiwei raised her lips, there was no fear in her eyes, even sharp arrogance in her brows and eyes.

Sometimes people have a sixth sense, and use this to feel whether they can beat the opponent.

For example, now, Luo Weiwei feels that the people on her side can beat the big guys on the other side who rely on protein powder to build muscle.

The opponent may have some strength, but he will definitely not be an opponent of someone like her who has studied taekwondo for several years. In terms of experience and agility, the opponent's combat value is almost zero.

She raised her jaw, exposing her slender neck, and said loudly, "This! That's how your big brother Luo speaks! Do you understand what is first come, first served?"

The muscular man's face was swept away by Luo Weiwei, and he would be laughed out of his teeth when news of being beaten by a woman spread out!

He raised his right fist angrily, and suddenly there was a sound of high heels grabbing the ground behind him.

"Luo Weiwei? Why is it you again?"

A familiar yet annoying voice sounded, and Luo Weiwei looked at the source of the voice - Lin Qixin who claimed to be the school belle.

It's really a narrow road!Luo Weiwei frowned thinly.

Lin Qixin was wearing a tight skirt that highlighted her figure and red stiletto high heels on her feet. Her demeanor changed from a high school student to a mature one for several years, and she still had an annoying cigarette between her fingers.

Luo Weiwei pursed her lips, tilted her head and said, "Have I ever told you that I really hate people saying 'Why are you again'?"

Lin Qixin pinched out the cigarette between her fingers, and looked at Luo Weiwei displeasedly: "What are you doing here?"

Luo Weiwei looked at the muscular man, and said with a half-smile, "I'm here to find the right path in the world."

The muscular man turned to Lin Qixin beside him, lowered his head and asked, "Cousin, do you know this girl?"

Lin Qixin went to Fan Yihang's house to play several times in the past few days, but was rejected by Fan Yihang. She attributed it to Luo Weiwei speaking ill of her in front of Fan Yihang, so she hated Luo Weiwei so much.

When the muscular man asked, Lin Qixin immediately sneered.

"It's not just acquaintances? Bloody hatred!"

Lin Qixin took two steps back, looked at Luo Weiwei and Song Ningyuan and the others behind her, and said provocatively: "Luo Weiwei, do you still think of yourself as the big brother outside the school? Since you are here today, let's leave later. Are the previous accounts settled?"

Lin Qixin said, winking at the muscular man.

The muscular man's right cheek was pulled down, showing a smile that was sure to win, and he led a few people behind him to push towards Luo Weiwei.

"Boss, what should we do?" Song Ningyuan asked nervously.

Counting the few people brought by Lin Qixin, including an administrator of an Internet cafe, they were almost caught in the dark.

No wonder they quarreled for a long time and no network administrator came over to take care of it. The co-authors are basically the same group!

Luo Weiwei's face remained unchanged, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Fatty man, do you know which two words are not in the dictionary in my life?"

Song Ningyuan swallowed hard, looked at the muscular men and said, "Admit defeat..."

Luo Weiwei raised her jaw: "That's right!"

In Luo Weiwei's dictionary, there is no word for admitting defeat!

Luo Weiwei clenched her fists and raised her feet to rush towards the muscular man who was leading the way, but just after taking two steps, she was restrained by the throat of fate.

—Someone grabbed her by the back collar.

"What are you doing?"

The familiar indifferent voice is like a slightly chilled [-]-degree Celsius red wine. Higher degrees affect the taste, and lower degrees affect the aroma, with his own dignity and inadvertent laxity and impatience.

Fan Yihang?
Luo Weiwei's back froze, like a child who was discovered by adults for doing bad things, a little at a loss.

(End of this chapter)