Chapter 370 Little White Tiger Complains
Before Yang Fan and the others arrived, a 'person' came to the yard that Ji Xingye and the others did not expect.
Qi Ming suddenly appeared at the door of the inn. He saw that only Yan Qing was guarding the inn. There were many people in the yard. Except for Xiao Lin and Duan Qinghua, whom he had met, he didn't know the others.
Ji Chunye and Lianchun: Oh my god! The high-level Yin difference just appeared like this? !
Not prepared at all.
Although Mr. Duan and Duan Yunlan didn't know any signs of high-level evil, they could tell at a glance that the other party was no ordinary person based on the sudden flash of his move and his powerful aura.
Qi Ming ignored the shocked looks in Ji Chunye's eyes and looked around, but did not see Yang Fan.
He asked Yan Qing, "Where is Yang Fan?"
Yan Qing had already stood up when he came and replied, "Master went out to work and is already on his way back. ."
Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.
As soon as Yan Qing finished speaking, the sound of a car came from the door.
The little white tiger who was sleeping under the counter of the inn woke up the moment he heard the sound of the car, jumped out of the counter and ran outside.
Others saw a white shadow flash before their eyes, and then there were several howling sounds, and they sounded a little angry, as if they were complaining.
It is completely different from the angry roar during the day.
After a few meows, they heard a helpless and doting female voice.
"I know you have been bullied, and I will avenge you. Don't howl outside at this late night. Others are asleep."
As the voice fell, people outside came in.
The person walking at the front was a tall, beautiful girl wearing a simple loose white T-shirt and black trousers with a high ponytail and no makeup, but she had an extraordinary temperament and full of attack power.
She was holding the little white cat in one hand and holding a big bag in the other hand.
Following behind was Qiao Cian, a man with bright pink hair, whom Mr. Duan, the others, and Ji Xingye all knew.
The other one is a pretty girl wearing a knitted jacket who looks completely inoffensive.
Both of them were carrying two big bags in their hands.
With just one glance, they could tell that the one walking at the front was Master Yang.
Seeing that Yang Fan was back, Qi Ming unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, but felt that his reaction was inexplicable, so he suppressed the raised corners of his mouth.
When Yang Fan saw so many people in the yard, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, there are so many people."
"Boss, what delicious food did you bring back?"
Xiao Lin happily jumped in front of Yang Fan, and she could already smell the rich fragrance of the midnight snack.
Yang Fan handed her the bag in his hand, "This is crayfish."
Crayfish!
Xiao Lin’s eyes lit up.
Fu Cancan picked up the bag in his hand and showed it, "There are also big lobsters, king crabs, and oysters."
"There are also a lot of shellfish and barbecued meats," Qiao Cian gulped.
Wow! Tonight’s supper is a seafood feast! Xiao Lin's eyes brightened even more.
Qiao Cian turned around and saw Duan Yunlan in the courtyard smiling and saying hello, "Miss Duan, good evening."
It was Duan Yunlan who asked her to escort Duan Qinghua to Sanqing Palace.
Duan Yunlan smiled and nodded, "Good evening, Taoist Master Qiao."
Xiao Lin, Fu Cancan, and Qiao Cian put these midnight snacks on the table together.
When Tang Yuanyuan heard the noise in the room, he quickly put down his pen and paper to help. He went to the canteen at the B&B to get more drinks.
Yan Qing also came out of the inn and called Xiao Xiao, who was in a state of trance, over for a midnight snack.
Ji Xingye, Lian Chun, Mr. Duan and Duan Yunlan were sitting before, but when Yang Fan came back, they all stood up. Now they are standing on the edge, with a little loss on their faces. In the past, they were the focus of the crowd when there were many people. Now Xiao Lin and the others are busy making late-night snacks, and no one cares about them. Yang Fan has a strong aura and exudes an aloof indifference, and they are looking for him for a while. There is no suitable opportunity to talk to the other party.
Duan Qinghua was sitting in a wheelchair, holding the armrests tightly with his hands. Although Xiao Lin had comforted him, he couldn't help but become nervous when he heard Yang Fan's words about helping Lao Hei get revenge. .
Yang Fan carried the little white tiger and walked to a familiar position and sat down. Qi Ming appeared and sat down next to her. He asked her in a natural tone, "What's wrong with you 'cat'? Why should I listen?" Get up and it’s complaining.”
"It was just complaining. I was not around during the day and it was bullied."
When Yang Fan said this, the little white tiger pointed to the place where he was kicked, "Oooooow~ "That person just kicked me here!"
She specifically refused to let Xiao Lin and the others wash away the shoe marks at that location, just to wait for Yang Fan to come back and complain.
Although the man apologized, it still wanted to file a complaint. But the man didn't really apologize, and even glared at it when he left. It saw it.
When Yang Fan saw the shoe mark, his eyes darkened. He didn't mind it being dirty and touched it twice. The gray mark was wiped clean after a few strokes. "I know, I'll wait a minute." I’ll take revenge on you.”
After hearing the word revenge, Mr. Duan, who had been silent until now, finally couldn’t help but speak.
“Sorry, Master Yang, this was an accident, and Yunting didn’t mean it.”
Although Duan Yunting's son is very disappointing, he is still his own child no matter what. Mr. Duan does not want Yang Fan to retaliate against him and get him hurt.
Duan Yunlan listened to Mr. Duan's words of defending Duan Yunting, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes.
No matter how useless his son is, in the old man's heart, his son is still more important than his daughter.
"If it's not intentional, then it's intentional," Yang Fan nodded clearly, "Since it was intentional, we can't let him go."
Mr. Duan: " ..." Why don't the Taoist priests in this courtyard play their cards according to the routine?
A Taoist priest named Yanqing, and this Master Yang.
Mr. Duan took a deep breath, calmed down, sat back to his previous position, and planned to slowly explain to Yang Fan, "No, Master Yang, that's not what I meant..."
< br> "Do you mean that he can just kick my cat?" Yang Fan raised his eyes and looked directly at Mr. Duan, his eyes were calm, but full of oppression.
Mr. Duan was stunned, his throat seemed to be pinched, and he could not speak for a long time.
The atmosphere suddenly solidified.
Xiao Lin and others beside them unconsciously became lighter in their movements, silently applauding Yang Fan in their hearts.
It has to be the founder, and it’s not easy to lose money.
Duan Qinghua looked even more nervous.
In the past, he was the one being criticized by Yang Fan, but now seeing others being criticized by Yang Fan, Qi Ming felt an indescribable feeling of joy in his heart. He looked at the few people standing curiously.
The two young boys knew at a glance that they were from Xuanmen.
One old man and one young man could tell that they had a kinship with Duan Qinghua, who was sitting in a wheelchair.
With someone supporting me, the little white tiger raised his chin so high, yes, he can’t kick anyone’s cat!
It is a tiger, let alone kicked!
Mr. Duan, who has always been verbally quarrelsome with everyone in the shopping mall, was at a loss for words when faced with Yang Fan's questioning.
"Then slowly explain what you mean."
Yang Fan waved to Tang Yuanyuan and the others beside him to bring the table over, then turned to look at Mr. Duan and said.
"I have time, please organize your language and explain whether you are bullying the weak or taking advantage of power."
Mr. Duan:...
How should he explain this? Isn’t that how the world works?
Although they were together, Duan Yunlan felt strangely happy when he saw Mr. Duan being defeated in order to protect Duan Yunting.
Ji Xingye and Lian Chun looked at each other and silently lowered their presence.
Unexpectedly, Master Yang would start criticizing what happened during the day as soon as he came back.