Lu Xuan clapped his hands, and when he was about to enter the door, a black shadow suddenly emerged from it. Lu Xuan knew it was An Ze, but he did not stop him.

This kind of scum staying at home really affects people's appetite.

An Ze was too scared. His sister's boyfriend was like a demon. He was just slapped and was injured. So he quickly got up and ran out desperately.

This is a fear of being hurt for the second time!

Lu Xuan walked into the room and closed the door gently. Under the still shocked gaze of An’s father and mother, he grinned and said, “Uncle, aunt, I didn’t scare you.”

Seeing Lu Xuan's kind smile, An's father and An's mother came to their senses. They felt that the appearance of the God of Killing was just now, and Lu Xuan, who was smiling now, was completely different.

"No," An's mother shook her head and said, "Lu Xuan, you are so awesome."

"It's okay, it's okay," Lu Xuan said with a shy smile.

And An's father sighed and said, "Xiao Lu, I really made you laugh at me just now. My incompetent son is getting worse and worse, and he actually led a wolf into the house." s8f2

If a son is unfilial, his father will definitely have reasons and responsibilities.

Lu Xuan didn't expect that An Ruozhu would actually have a half-brother, and she was such a scumbag. It was so surprising!

Lu Xuan didn't know how to say anything about An Ze's problem, and An's father said worriedly: "It's just that you offended the Song family, they will definitely not let you go."

"Uncle, don't worry about me, they can't touch me," Lu Xuan said confidently.

Those who were just gangsters just now were not so easy to provoke. An’s father thought to himself, but it was not easy to hurt Lu Xuan’s self-confidence.

The family was suddenly arrived by An Ze and caused trouble, so they couldn't eat, but they had almost eaten.

An Ruozhu and An’s mother went to the kitchen to wash dishes, while An’s father entered the room with a little annoyedness. Lu Xuan sat alone in the living room, watching the TV bored.

I don’t know how long it took, but a noisy sound came downstairs.

An’s mother and An Ruozhu had just been packed in the kitchen and both ran to the window of the living room. An’s father also heard the noise and walked out.

The three of them stood in front of the window and were shocked when they saw the scene downstairs.

I saw countless motorcycles and vans below parked downstairs. The leader was the young master Song. He called hundreds of people to settle the score with Lu Xuan.

Even if Lu Xuan can fight, he can't beat more than 100 people at one time.

More than a hundred thugs were holding machetes and sticks, ready to rub their hands below. An Ze once again stood beside Young Master Song, his face gloomy. He dared to go against our Young Master Song. I really don’t know how the word "death" is written!

Soon, after all the people called by Mr. Song arrived, he shouted loudly: "Bastard, get out of me, or I will burn your car!"

Young Master Song had noticed this BMW M6 and guessed that it must be Lu Xuan's car. A gangster beside him was holding a bucket of gasoline and preparing to burn the car.

"Lu Xuan, don't go down, otherwise you will be beaten to death. There are so many of them," An's father and An's mother said in unison.

Lu Xuan nodded and said, "Well, I won't go down."

"Uh!" An Ruozhu was stunned. This was not like Lu Xuan's usual style of doing things. Was he really scared?

Young Master Song was still shouting: "I will give you 10 minutes. If I don't get off, I will burn the car!"

The movement downstairs alarmed the residents nearby, but when they saw so many gangsters, they were so scared that they didn't dare to watch them. They all hid in their homes, fearing that they would be affected by the fish in the pond, and no one dared to call the police.

"They want to burn your car, you really can't go down?" An Ruozhu asked in a low voice.

An's mother frowned and said, "What are you talking nonsense about, you kid? There are so many of them. Do you want Lu Xuan to die?"

An Ruozhu pouted and said nothing. She felt that with Lu Xuan's skills, even if there were another hundred people, she would not be his opponent.

After all, these people are idle gangsters and are not a martial arts master!

Father An said, "Call the police!"

"This is the west district of the capital. It is useless to call the police. The young master Song is still below," Lu Xuan said with a smile.

Father An sighed and said, "That's true, can't they let you burn your car, right?"

"They can't burn it," Lu Xuan said meaningfully.

An’s father and An’s mother were stunned. They no longer knew what Lu Xuan sold in the gourd.

Time flies very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was almost ten minutes. An’s father and An’s mother became even more anxious, but Lu Xuan was still sitting as steady as Mount Tai, and was still tasting the cup of tea that An’s mother poured him.

"Damn, I thought this kid was so powerful. It turned out to be a soft guy," Young Master Song cursed and said, "Splash gasoline on his car and burned it!"

A little brother holding the gasoline barrel said in surprise: "Do you really want to burn?"

That is a BMW M6 luxury sedan worth more than 2 million yuan. It’s a pity to burn it!

Young Master Song slapped him on the head and shouted: "Burn, of course I have to burn it. What I said is fart."

"Young Master Song, Young Master Song!"

When they heard the domineering words of Mr. Song, those more than a hundred gangsters called Mr. Song's name happily.

However, just as the gasoline barrel was about to pour gasoline on the BMW, a buzzing sound came, and seven sports cars were driving in the distance, like crazy.

The dazzling lights made people's eyes hurt, and the sound of the exhaust pipe was like an explosion, and the thunder rolled!

What happened? Young Master Song was stunned.

Seven sports cars drove in like crazy, and they were about to hit the more than one hundred gangsters, so scared them to scatter and flee.

"Hiss--" Beautiful tail-swinging drifted, seven top-level luxury supercars stopped in front of them, and they were so scared that they were gone.

However, looking at these valuable sports cars, my eyes were almost widening.

"Bang bang bang--" The headlights did not turn off, but seven people got out of the car. They closed the car door and looked extremely domineering under the lights.

The seven people who came were naturally Tang Yong, Xiao Pojun, Liu Zhaolong and Xu Jianqiang.

Looking at the seven tall people, their muscles were full of explosive power, which was definitely not ordinary people. This made those people feel that their breathing was so rapid.

Tang Yong curled his lips and said, "I heard that someone is going to burn our boss's car?"

This sentence shocked Mr. Song. The boy on that side actually had seven such cool little brothers, and the car they drove was better than the boss. What's the matter!
Chapter completed!