200: C200 Violent Su Nan

C200 Violent Su Nan

"Hey, hey, hey, who the fuck are you?!"

Yang Xuan felt like crying to death. "Beloved, listen to my explanation. She must have hit the wrong number..."

"Do you think I'm an idiot?!"

Su Nan's volcano finally erupted. "She even called your name. How can she have made a mistake? Wow! Yang Xuan, I can't tell!"

"I always believed in you. I believed that no one would like a man like you in the outside world. Now I know. No matter how bad your looks are, there will always be some women with heavy tastes in this world."

" You can. You already have an ex-girlfriend. How many bad things have you done outside without telling me? Tell me, tell me. You have to tell me clearly. If you don't, you will divorce tomorrow! "

"Beloved, listen to me!"

At this moment, Yang Xuan had the urge to find a piece of tofu and smash his head into it. What the hell was going on?!

"Firstly, I'm not that bad looking. I belong to the type that can be looked at... Pooh, what am I talking about!?"

Yang Xuan was so anxious that he started to speak incoherently. He quickly said, "I really didn't do anything wrong to you outside. I really don't know who that woman is. I swear, I swear to the light, I didn't do anything wrong to you. If there is a lie, the heavens will strike with lightning! "

Boom!

Just as he finished speaking, a thunderous sound suddenly resounded in the clear sky outside.

Yang Xuan:... ""

"Yang Xuan, go to hell, you!"

No matter how gentle and quiet a girl looked, there was always a female lion in her bones. Moreover, the quieter she behaved, the stronger the female lion in her bones would be.

It was rumored that this was Mr. Lu Xun's motto, but to Yang Xuan at this time, whether or not Lu Xun's grandfather had said this sentence was no longer important. Anyway, this sentence must be very reasonable.

This point could be verified in less than ten minutes. His body had already turned green, purple, and purple.

Anything that could be used in the family, including remote control, broom, washing board and apples, as long as Su Nan could move them, they would be used to "greet" Yang Xuan.

"Don't hide, stand still!"

Su Nan took out a durian from the fridge and angrily said, "If you want to prove that you are innocent, you are not allowed to hide!"

Yang Xuan was shocked and trembled. He looked at the durian in his wife's hand and said, "My innocence is definitely innocent, but can you change to a banana or something... Oh, my wife, you really can do it!"

The top warrior of Owl Group, the world-shaking Champion Marquis, had experienced the most tragic battle in history.

Her opponent was her beautiful wife, who usually did not have the strength to even truss a chicken. Her main weapon was a huge durian. Not only could she not fight back, but she also could not avoid it.

"Beloved, if we continue fighting, we will die."

Yang Xuan covered his head and begged for mercy. "I swear to God that I am really innocent. Give me some time. I will definitely investigate this matter clearly."

Su Nan was almost done with her anger. She glared and said, "Alright, I will give you three days. You have to explain this matter to me clearly. Otherwise, I will see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau!"

That night, Yang Xuan knelt on the washboard on the balcony for the whole night...

One must know that it was that f * cking son of a b * tch who made fun of him. He had to pull a layer of skin off him!

Yang Xuan asked Old Slave to inquire about the origin of the phone number. Old Slave replied that the number had been encrypted and it was very difficult.

"No matter how difficult it is, you have to check it for me. Within three days, if you can't find it, then give me the ghost washboard!"

Yang Xuan knelt on the washboard and shouted at the phone.

The next day, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

Loong Xiaomann and Zhou Ahhu followed Yang Xuan's instructions yesterday and had gathered some of the leaders and key members of their group on an abandoned field near Longquan.

When it was close to five o'clock, Yang Xuan's car finally drove over.

"Yang Xuan, we did as you said. Everyone is here. What are you selling in this gourd... Eh, it's still not bright yet. Why are you wearing sunglasses?"

Loong Xiaomann saw Yang Xuan wearing a cap and sunglasses and could not help but ask curiously.

"Oh, oh, this is a personal habit. Don't ask so much."

Yang Xuan answered half-heartedly. His eyes were swollen like a panda and his head was full of bumps and bumps from Su Nan's durian. If he did not dress like this, he would not be able to see anyone.

"Younger Brother Yang, everyone is here!" Zhou Ahhu also went forward to greet.

Yang Xuan nodded and glanced at the crowd in front of him. He frowned slightly.

The group of people were in groups of three to five. There were all kinds of people with green hair and red hair on their heads. They were swaying and talking with cigarettes in their mouths. It would be strange if such a group of people could fight.

"Brother Yang, what's the matter?"

The weasel stood at the front of the group and said with a smile, "Just tell me if you have any important mission or not. We are all elites here, and we can fight wherever we want!"

Yang Xuan sighed. "Put out your cigarettes. Line up!"

"Line up?"

The group of people were stunned. They did not seem to understand what Yang Xuan was saying.

At the crucial moment, the weasel still had to be alert. He waved his hand and said, "All of you, stand in four rows and raise your head with your chest out!"

Then he turned around and raised his left hand. He gave Yang Xuan an unusual bow and said loudly in an awkward tone, "Brother Yang, is it dark purple?"

Yang Xuan was sweating. Purple sauce?

Holy sh * t, purple sauce your grandma's leg!

He had originally planned to start with the most basic things, but now it seemed that he could not treat this group of people in the same way as the recruits who had been recruited into the training camp.

"Listen up!"

Yang Xuan restrained the expression on his face and suddenly became stern. His voice was cold and domineering. "Listen to my command, run around the field!"

The group of people looked at each other. This was not a school, so why did they run in circles?

"Didn't you hear what Brother Yang said? If I told you to run, then run. Why do you have so much nonsense to say?"

The weasel roared angrily, then smiled at Yang Xuan and said, "Don't worry, Brother Yang. These people are all rough people who don't know the rules. I will definitely help you train them well..."

Bang!

Yang Xuan kicked the weasel's butt and said, "You run too!"

A group of people immediately ran around the field. At first, they were talking and laughing, but after a few laps, they started to pant.

Yang Xuan could not help but frown. Although these people in the martial arts world were very brave, they spent their days drinking and drinking, and their bodies had long been ruined. With this kind of physical strength, they could not even be considered a motley crew!

"Yang... Brother Yang... When will this be the end? I can't take it anymore, I need to rest for a while..."0

The first one to fall behind was the weasel who always thought of himself as a cultured person. He sat down on the ground and took out a cigarette. Just as he was about to light it up, Yang Xuan rushed over and kicked him to the ground with a bang.

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