War God Longya

Chapter 8 Leave it to me

Yang Fan didn't pay attention to what happened just now.

At his level, there are few things that can cause their emotions to fluctuate.

"Brother Xiaofan, are you really retired?" At this time, Yang Xiaoqing asked in a low voice.

"Well." Yang Fan nodded.

Yang Xiaoqing is full of disappointment. She used to worship Yang Fan, but she didn't expect him to be like this now.

As a man, how can he idle, he must have a sense of professionalism.

"Master Xue, you were born in a well-known family, well-informed and well-connected. Can you introduce a job to Xiaofan?"

At this time, Yang Xiaoqing suddenly remembered something and said to Xue Gui.

"Help him?" Xue Gui glanced at Yang Fan. He didn't have time to step on him. How could he be willing to help him introduce a job.

"Yeah, Master Xue, you have a lot of supernatural powers, so you can't help even this little help, right?"

Xue Gui was a little drifting after being praised by Yang Xiaoqing. It was the first time Yang Xiaoqing praised him after so long.

"Since Xiaoqing you have said so, I can't stand by for your sake." Xue Gui looked smug and arrogant, and glanced at Yang Fan. "Let's do it, our Xue's wharf just lacks a supervisor. You can go to work there, with a salary of five thousand, a good job, and a bonus. "

Then Xue Gui glanced at A Lang again: "You have a good physique. You can be a porter with a salary of 3,000 and a commission. Be diligent and do a good job. You can earn 8,000 in a month."

"This treatment is very generous for you who are out of touch with the society. If it were not for Xiaoqing's sake, I would not have paid any attention to you."

Xue Gui said, this expression seems to give Yang Fan and A Lang how much kindness.

A Lang looks at Xue Gui like a fool.

Let the War God Longya be your supervisor?

Megatron Saibei's Killing Wolf is a coolie for you?

I don't know if I should laugh at you, stupid or stupid!

"Thank you, Master Xue."

Seeing Xue Gui's promise, Yang Xiaoqing is very happy and thanks again and again.

"Brother Xiaofan, you can go to work at the wharf tomorrow. Although the salary is a little lower, you still have a job and have a good chance to jump again in the future."

"Xiao Xue is still kind. He is afraid that some people will enter the society and do not have a skill to do harm to the society. This can be regarded as an early eradication of harm for the people." Liu Ping's words are still bitter and mean.

Everyone could tell who she meant by some people.

Xue Gui was secretly refreshed, this was really a double-deck thing. It gave Yang Xiaoqing face, won her favor, and stepped on Yang Fan.

Besides, when he went to work at the wharf, he would bully him as much as he wanted, and he had an extra outlet.

"No, I don't have time."

Yang Fan said lightly.

Yang Xiaoqing did not expect that Yang Fan would refuse such a good opportunity, and she was even more disappointed in him.

She didn't expect him to have any abilities, but he was still quite lofty.

"Brother Xiaofan, why don't you know what's good or bad? You're retired now, and you don't have any skills. How do you gain a foothold in this society? A job is better than idleness. "Yang Xiaoqing said.

"Hehe, Xiaoqing, I advise you not to worry about it. Mud can't support the wall. This is the kind of person I'm talking about."

Yang Xiaoqing looks at Yang Fan with disappointment.

Yang Yuntian also frowned. He felt that it was inappropriate for Yang Fan to refuse. However, he always believed that Yang Fan must have some difficulties. He was definitely not the kind of person who was willing to degenerate.

Suddenly only heard a bang on the table, A Lang suddenly took over and stared at Xue Gui with murderous eyes.

Xue Gui couldn't help but shudder when A Lang looked at it like this, feeling as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and his body was a little unable to move.

"You...you...what do you want to do?" Xue Gui felt a trace of death fear in his heart.

How could it be possible that the other party had only one look, and he actually felt like falling into an ice cave.

"What am I doing? Boy, I have tolerated you for a long time, insult Mr., die!"

As soon as A Lang spoke, Xue Gui felt that his soul was shaking, and his face was pale.

The expressions of Yang Yuntian and Yang Xiaoqing on the side changed. They could feel that there was an aura of corpse mountain and blood on A Lang's body, that kind of awe and fear came out spontaneously and was completely out of control.

Ah Lang followed Yang Fan for many years. When did he ever see Yang Fan being humiliated like this?

If Yang Fan had not stopped several times before, he would have slapped the boy into meat.

Now he can't bear it any more. Even at the risk of being punished by Yang Fan, this person would be killed. He would never agree to insult the War God Longya he most admired.

"Bang."

This is the moment.

The door of the Yang family was suddenly kicked open from the outside.

"Haha, it's so lively. I heard that Patriarch Yang is celebrating his birthday today. On the order of my Patriarch, I came here to celebrate his birthday."

Then a haughty laugh came, and a middle-aged man came in.

"Lift it up."

Behind the middle-aged man, a dozen guards followed him and threw the coffin into the courtyard.

Seeing this, all the people turned pale.

Sending the coffin on the birthday is obviously here to make trouble.

This is Hai Ping, the butler of Yun city Hai family!

The Hai family belonged to a second-rate family in Yun city, and naturally it was much stronger than a third-rate family like the Yang family.

Yun City has developed rapidly in recent years.

Hai family's main business is real estate.

Recently, they have taken a fancy to the top of the mountain where the Yang family's ancestors' grave is buried, and they have used various means to buy the land from the Yang family.

It's buying, but it's no different from robbing.

For the whole mountain, only 100000 yuan.

Now for Yang Yuntian's birthday, Hai's family actually gave a coffin. The implication is obvious.

"In order to show our respect to the Yang family leader, our master specially sent this coffin. As an exchange for the mountain. Patriarch Yang can rest assured that when you die, our Patriarch will choose a better place for your ancestors of the Yang Family. You see how kind our Patriarch is. "

Hai Ping looked at Yang Yuntian and laughed mockingly.

Yang Yuntian's face was pale, his eyes breathed fire, and his whole body was shaking.

Yang Xiaoqing also stared at Hai Ping, her lips biting and bleeding, she didn't even notice it.

Liu Ping's eyes were full of fear, and she was a little at a loss.

Yang Fan's eyes were cold, looking at Hai Ping as if looking at a corpse.

A Lang clenched his fist and was ready to make a move. Yang Fan shook his head gently.

"Thank you for the love of Patriarch Hai. I'm afraid I won't be blessed with this coffin. Please take it back and keep it for yourself."

Yang Yuntian said.

"Yang Yuntian, it is estimated that your body will not last for a few days. It is better to die early and surpass life than to live and suffer like this. I advise you not to be stubborn. It is the blessing of your Yang family's ancestors that we can see the mountain top. You don't want the Yang family to disappear from Yun City in the future. "

Hai Ping's words were full of threats.

The Yang family is only a third class family, while the Hai family belongs to the second class family.

If the Hai family wants to make the Yang family disappear, it's really not blowing.

As expected, Yang Yuntian shivered and Yang Xiaoqing's face changed greatly.

"You... don't deceive others too much..."

Before finishing, suddenly Yang Yuntian couldn't help falling to the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Foster father." Yang Fan's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he immediately supported Yang Yuntian.

Yang Xiaoqing also shouted worriedly: "Dad, are you all right."

Liu Ping also paled with fright: "Yuntian, don't scare me."

At this time, Yang Fan's palm was slapped on Yang Yuntian's back, and a breath was transported into Yang Yuntian's body through his back.

A moment later, Yang Yuntian adjusted his breath, and his face was better. He could not help but take a look at Yang Fan in surprise.

"I'm fine. You don't have to worry."

"Foster father, rest, leave this to me."

After speaking, Yang Fan slowly stood up, looked at Hai Ping condescendingly, and spoke lightly.

"My foster father's injury was caused by your Hai family?"