After entering the food stall, they shouted loudly. The boss said a few words, which made them angry and started to smash them. Fang Han sat down without moving, signaling Song Yuya to be calm.

Mitsui Hiro couldn't see it, so he stood up and yelled twice, causing the attacks of the little gangsters. The twelve of them picked up chairs or dishes and slammed them at Mitsui Hiroi.

Mitsui Qie was brave and moved very quickly. He knocked them down with a few strokes, clapped his hands, shook his head disapprovingly, as if he had done something trivial.

Twelve little gangsters supported each other, cursed and left in a mess.

At this moment, except for the boss and the boss lady, only Fang Han and the other two were left in the food stall. The Chinese people were very happy to watch, but it would be better not to watch this kind of excitement, so as not to splash blood on their bodies and suffer from the fish pond.

The boss is a middle-aged man who looks very powerful and powerful, but he can't help but faces a group of little gangsters. He can't beat him no matter how hard he can.

The boss's wife still has charm and frowned and said, "We have paid the security fee, why are there anyone making trouble?"

"I don't know which way it is." The boss snorted: "I've almost finished drinking. Ignore them and give these three guys and sisters a few good dishes. Thank you for your kind help!"

Fang Han had a huge appetite. After a few dishes, he finally got full. The boss waved his hands generously, and this meal was what he invited.

The three of them were not polite, and the meal was very satisfying. Mitsui Hiroshi suggested going to the beach to take a walk and eat it. He was too full. The boss showed off his unique skills and made seafood very well.

Song Yuya pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.

The three of them walked along the seaside, a bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the stars shine on the sea, making them look particularly quiet.

There are street lights on the beach, and the light is a little worse, adding a bit of hazy beauty.

Listening to the waves gently patting the reefs, the three of them walked lazily and chatted leisurely.

Mitsui Hiroshi has extensive knowledge, excellent eloquence, and speaks like a pearl. He doesn't talk much, but often points to the wonderful points, which makes him talk endlessly.

After more than ten minutes, the three of them suddenly rushed out of the darkness, and twenty-four young men, each holding long sticks, rushed over to surround the three of them.

Fang Han glanced at him and found a little gangster who had just been beaten in the crowd. It seemed that he was the soldier he moved in and was about to take revenge.

After they surrounded them, they started fighting without saying a word. Sixteen people beat Mitsui Hui, and eight people took care of Fang Han and Song Yuya. The sticks were covered with their heads and faces, without any mercy on the fragrance and jade.

Fang Hanhu was in front of Song Yuya and smiled and said, "I have a correct premonition! Call the police!"

He knocked down two people quickly and kicked two legs away. When he was about to clean up the remaining two, the other two had already arrived in front of Song Yuya. He could only rush to Song Yuya and block his back with his back.

He was hit by two sticks in his back, and he grinned bitterly: "It's going to be bad tonight!"

These people were all very skilled. Fang Han beat four people away and four more ran over. Eight people besieged him. In order to protect Song Yuya, he was hit by several sticks and grinned in pain.

Song Yuya was still disgraceful at first. Seeing Fang Han protecting her, the young men couldn't beat her at all. She calmed down and quickly called 110, then dodged with Fang Han's footsteps.

Fang Han kicked four people away, but his hands were hard to match his four legs. They cooperated properly and firmly held Song Yuya's handle, so that Fang Han could not use it.

In the end, he simply hugged Song Yuya in his arms, protected her back, shrank it up like a turtle, and let the stick beat him.

Song Yuya's face changed drastically, and each stick hit Fang Han's back, but it seemed like she was hitting her heart, and she hurriedly shouted: "Stop hitting, the police are here!"

As soon as the sirens sounded in the distance, the young and strong men paused for a moment, then gave Fang Han a few more times, and retreated and fled.

Mitsui Hui stood up staggeringly and came to them: "Student Song, Jun Fang, it doesn't matter?"

Fang Han sucked the air conditioner and smiled bitterly: "These guys are quite powerful!"

"Mr. Fang, I'm so sorry, I've implicated you!" Mitsui said apologetically.

"I'm not lucky today, so it's nothing to be beaten down." Fang Han waved his hand and grinned again, as if the action had caused the injury again.

Song Yuya hurriedly said, "Don't move, I'll call an ambulance!"

Fang Han said: "The people who practice martial arts have thick skin and thick flesh, what is the ambulance?······It doesn't matter if Mitsui?"

Mitsui Hiro said: "I have practiced karate and know how to get beaten. They are still very responsible!"

"It's well-trained." Fang Han smiled bitterly: "Maybe it from a martial arts school, I hope it's not the big water to rush to the Dragon King Temple!"

Song Yuya hurriedly said, "Go to the hospital and have a look."

Fang Han shook his head: "I have a sluggish wine there, just rub some."

"Okay, I'll help you with it." Song Yuya hurriedly said.

Mitsui smiled bitterly and said, "Then I won't bother you two, let's go first."
Chapter completed!