Three Treasures from Heaven, CEO Daddy Can't Run

Chapter 642 Are Human Blood Steamed Buns Delicious?

The people in charge stopped them one after another.

A bit of loyalty can really be seen on the eager and anxious face.

However, Jiang Nuantang was not moved by their few words, so she retreated.

Glancing at them, he asked in a low voice:

"What are you afraid of? It's just a few children who don't know people well, will they eat you?"

"Can't..."

The person in charge touched the bridge of his nose with a embarrassed expression on his face.

But still dare not go forward, after all some extreme fans are scarier than Taotie.

Tear the sky and the earth, as long as you are not satisfied, you can tear the sky apart.

The people outside probably also heard the boss coming out, and the commotion suddenly became louder, shouting almost frantically:

“Spicy Chicken Company!”

"We, Yaoyao, have worked hard for the company for so many years. At the end of the day, you guys still want to cut her body and suck blood..."

"Vampires who are greedy for human flesh and blood, are human blood steamed buns delicious? See what I have prepared for you."

……

The fan who spoke was excited, holding a pot of something that he didn't know what it was, and poured it forward vigorously.

In an instant, rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves, accompanied by thick and eye-catching red paint water, were all thrown into the air, and then fell to the ground, leaving a mess on the ground.

Although the crowd dispersed quickly, many of those who got close were inevitably stained with stench and crimson, and their faces were as disheveled.

Jiang Nuantang was fine.

His complexion visibly sank,

Frowning tightly, the other party's behavior is undoubtedly a slap in the face and provocation to her.

After a moment of silence, she took out her mobile phone and walked forward again under the nervous and disapproving eyes of others.

The midday sun was projecting on her face, the hot temperature was in stark contrast to the coldness between her brows.

There was a cool breeze in everyone's heart.

The fans, who were originally irritable and excited, stopped involuntarily.

Looking in amazement at the woman who was walking step by step in front of her, she was holy and elegant, more like a goddess than Zheng Lingyao, whom they had always regarded as the object of protection, and could not be violated.

It's as if the gods that exist in myths and legends have come out of calligraphy and painting.

The fans stared blankly, for a moment, they didn't know what to do.

At the same time, the goddess-like woman spoke.

"Try again?"

Simple four words, but it seems to have magic power.

Those who had the intention to continue to make trouble, seemed to have been turned off by some switch in an instant, their necks shrank, and they dared not speak anymore.

Jiang Nuantang glanced around, raised the phone up, so that everyone could see the alarm call on it, paused, and then continued:

"Don't think that everyone can't do anything to you, it's just because you are young and don't want to go to that step! Do you know what will be waiting for you once I press this alarm call?

It is the personal files that accompany lifelong, the disappointed and regretful eyes of parents and relatives, and the pointing and pointing of relatives and friends around... Seriously, there is a possibility of entering a detention center. "

Jiang Nuantang listed it patiently, but no one appreciated it.

A thin and tall boy shouted fearlessly:

"Don't scare us with alarmist talk there. Call the police if you have the ability! Anyway, we are not yet full, as long as we don't murder and set fire, the law can't do anything to us at all!"

The boy showed off triumphantly, with clean and clear eyes, with the innocence of a young man who has not been beaten by society.

Under his refutation, others quickly reacted.

"Yes! Brothers, don't be deceived by her deceiving face. No matter how good-looking she is, it doesn't matter what she did to Yaoyao. It seems that she is treacherous and vicious. femme fatale."

"That's right! Brothers, don't be fooled by her! See how I can avenge the goddess!"

When the words fell, the boy who spoke rushed forward and wanted to hit Jiang Nuantang.

Although it's just a brute force, the speed is not slow, and even the others didn't react.

The boy had already run in front of Jiang Nuantang.

Seeing that their hands were about to touch Jiang Nuantang's forehead, the others gasped.

Exclaimed in unison:

"Mr. Jiang, be careful!"

Everyone watched this scene with bated breath, sweating for Jiang Nuantang in their hearts.

The surrounding security guards surrounded him immediately, but at this distance, it was too late.

I can only watch helplessly as the other party bullies me.

Jiang Nuantang frowned slightly, deeply feeling that it is too difficult to manage minors now.

You talk to him about the law, he takes advantage of legal loopholes with you, and when you get serious, he takes up the juvenile protection law to protect himself.

It is really……

Difficult!

Even so, Jiang Nuantang didn't take the opponent's attack seriously.

She narrowed her eyebrows slightly, and was about to dodge, but before she could make a move, a big hand stretched out from the side, pinching the boy's neck neatly and crisply, lifting him up easily as if without any force.

The deep and indifferent Mo Tong condescended to examine the boy with his feet hanging in the air and his face full of indignation because he was controlled by others.

With a sullen face, he said coldly:

"Where is the child, she is also something you can move?"

The magnetic and deep voice carries the unique charm of mature men.

The boy had no time to appreciate it.

He is 17 years old this year.

Immediately stepping into the ranks of adults, the most annoying thing is to be called a child.

Even though the man who spoke was tall and mighty, two heads taller than him, the boy only felt inferior and humiliated.

Breaking off the big palm on the neck, he struggled hard.

In the end, he struggled for a long time, but the opponent remained motionless, and his strength did not relax.

There is no way, the boy can only speak out:

"Let, let Kaiwo go."

While speaking, the boy kicked forward with both feet, trying to sneak up on the opponent.

But he is a brat, he has eaten as much rice as no one has eaten, and given the huge disparity in strength, he is not even an opponent, so how can he succeed?

Also because of his self-inflicted behavior, the strength in the man's hands not only did not relax, but even increased a bit.

As time passed, the male fan's face gradually turned red amidst the increasing sense of suffocation.

A wave of despair approaching death rushed towards him.

Realizing that he really couldn't struggle, he became nervous and afraid, so he could only use his last trump card to warn:

"You can't treat me like this, I, I am a minor."

underage.

What an ironic three words.

Since when did these three words seem to become a protective rope for all children who do whatever they want.

Obviously they understand everything, but they do all the illegal and criminal things because they have not grown up.

There are even some who are ignorant and used, and in the end they betray their relatives and regret for life.

Shao Zhanlin looked coldly at the struggling boy in front of him.

In his position, if he wants to do something, whether the other party is an adult or not has no influence on him at all.

Looking at the man in front of him who has not yet repented, Shao Zhanlin is determined to teach him a lesson.

After all, they are not their biological parents, so how could they get used to them and take on the task of educating them.

Shao Zhanlin frowned, and he didn't even want to waste time, so he just let Mu Yunqian handle it.

It's just that this is not the result Jiang Nuantang wanted, so she stopped Shao Zhanlin's intentions and asked:

"Put him down!"