Chapter 58: Russian Big Swing Punch (Seeking Follow-up Reading!)

"Li Yan! Don't!"

Seeing that things were developing in the worst direction, Wang Wanjun felt very guilty and hurriedly wanted to step forward to stop Li Yan.

The girl at the front desk wasn't a fool either, and hurriedly ran to call someone for help.

Li Yan gave Wang Wanjun, who was chasing out, a reassuring look and said casually.

"Wait for me inside."

Looking at the big-bellied man who was cursing behind him and started pushing him, Li Yan was very calm on the surface.

He didn't fight back, nor did he talk back, just glanced at the surveillance at the store entrance and smiled slightly.

The violence he had suppressed for a while in his eyes seemed about to gush out.

Although the bald man was a bit hard to ride a tiger, seeing "Li Ge" so angry, and under the influence of alcohol, he also wanted to teach this brat a lesson.

So he also followed behind Li Ge, cursing and pushing Li Yan, walking into the alley next to the tutoring class.

"Damn it, little B brat, when I was out mixing, you were still drinking milk!"

"Damn it, giving you face? Showing off in front of me?"

"Damn it..."

Very dirty, very filthy cursing, accompanied by pushing actions, attracted the attention of the occasional few pedestrians on the street.

Li Yan smiled, a bit happily.

"It's been a long time since I've been cursed at~"

Taking a closer look, hey, guess what?

The alley arrived, and a large trash can stood on the side, a bit dirty, but not as dirty as in the movies.

Li Yan even had time to measure the size.

Hmm, a bit small.

Looking at the big belly called Li Ge, it seemed a bit difficult.

Wang Wanjun's tears were about to fall, and she followed behind, wanting to protect Li Yan.

It was just that the next scene made Wang Wanjun a bit stunned.

Li Yan was pushed and stumbled at the end, turned around, and rubbed his wrists with his hands crossed in front of his chest.

Looking at the big-bellied man who was full of dirty words, and the bald man who was helping him, with a movement of stepping forward and rolling up his shirt sleeves.

Li Yan smiled again.

Li Yan looked at the two who came up, and his wrists were also active.

The fat, greasy palm raised by that short, big-bellied man, as if he wanted to slap Li Yan, looked very funny in Li Yan's eyes.

He rolled up the Patek Philippe Nautilus on his left wrist slightly, raised it slightly in front of his chin, and swung his right fist back as much as possible.

His lower body was slightly bent, his left foot in front, and his right foot slightly behind.

His right shoulder tightened suddenly, his hips and waist twisted explosively, and he swung his fist forward.

The short, fat, big-bellied man, who looked to be less than 1.7 meters tall, hadn't reached Li Yan before his action of slapping Li Yan.

A Russian big swing punch, which might not be that pure but was full of power and looked very proficient, carried a slight sound of breaking wind.

With two muffled sounds, one after the other, Wang Wanjun's figure, who was about to run up to protect Li Yan, stopped.

The first muffled sound wasn't loud; among the four people present, only Li Yan heard it clearly.

It was still the familiar feeling of hitting~

The second muffled sound was a bit loud.

That "Li Ge," who looked to be at least 200 pounds, stood straight in place and swayed twice, his fat, greasy right hand that wanted to slap Li Yan messed around in the air.

Stumbling backward, with a "bang," he fell straight down next to the trash can.

The back of his head happened to be cushioned on a box of takeout trash with soup and water, which didn't know who ate it at noon, and it seemed to be snail noodles.

The stench was rampant, and the juice flowed.

The scene instantly became quiet.

Only Li Yan's "hiss~" sound.

Damn, it was too fat, his wrist was a bit painful.

Li Yan shook his right wrist, looking at the blue on his right fist, thinking it was because he hit the fat man's teeth.

However, he had to lose two or three teeth, right?

Li Yan felt that his strength was much greater than when he was in the second year of high school, beating that high school senior hooligan.

Quite satisfied.

The bald man was stunned, and the "Damn it..." he was about to curse only managed to come out halfway.

Then he saw this scene that shocked him.

Li Yan, who looked to be less than 150 pounds, knocked down "Li Ge," who looked to be at least 200 pounds, with one punch?

"???"

People who want to fight always have soaring adrenaline.

The bald man was no exception, only feeling his heart beating violently; that wasn't fear, but a natural reaction.

Li Yan was okay; he hadn't experienced few, and of course, his heart rate would accelerate.

Looking at the bald man who was stunned, Li Yan smiled.

"What did you just curse?"

"Curse it again?"

Before the bald man could react, Li Yan took a step forward, raised his right hand, which was still a bit sore, and a most pure, most loud slap sounded on the spot.

"Slap!"

"Hiss~"

Li Yan felt his entire right hand was numb...

Before the bald man could react, he only felt that the corner of his mouth was a bit salty, and then he felt a bit dizzy.

That "Damn it" that hadn't been finished was held back in his mouth.

Swaying, he walked a few steps and fell softly next to "Li Ge."

Li Yan was still shaking his right hand; he hadn't fought for a long time and wasn't used to it.

At this time, if he took out a cigarette to smoke, it should be very cool, right?

Don't say?

Li Yan really wanted to smoke a cigarette.

Taking out the Capri President he changed yesterday, the light golden cigarette butt and black cigarette were lit by a one-yuan lighter.

Li Yan exhaled a breath, feeling that at this moment, if a camera was on the side, it must be very cool, right?

Li Yan took a deep breath of smoke and exhaled, squatting on the ground. The fat man who had fainted had already woken up, but it seemed he had been afraid to stand up.

With blood and saliva mixed with disgusting things flowing from his mouth, he just moved his head away from the snail noodle soup that had long since deteriorated and stank.

"Hey, Baldy, don't play dead, remember~"

"My name is Li Yan, I live in Binjiang Puyan, you can find me by looking for the guard, and we can continue playing whatever you want next~"

After saying this, Li Yan looked at his right hand with some disgust; it was stained with some blood, and he didn't know if it was from the fat man or the bald man.

He reached into his pants pocket and took out an LV wallet.

After thinking about it, although doing so was cool and conformed to the movie and novel plot, Li Yan wasn't stupid, so it definitely wouldn't work.

The fat man was at least a fracture of the mandible and cheekbone, and he had to lose two or three teeth.

The bald man was at least a concussion or an eardrum injury.

At this time, after hitting someone, the follow-up handling was still very important.

Li Yan had a temper, but he wasn't stupid.

Looking at Wang Wanjun, who was still standing not far away, with tears in her eyes, she really had a style like Lin Daiyu.

Taking out his phone, he didn't care about the girl at the front desk and the two male teachers running out from the tutoring class next to him.

Searching for the best law firm in Shudu... ===== CHAPTER 59 =====