Flower Master in the City

This roar suddenly attracted the appeal of the newspaper owners, including Han Jian himself. Han Jian turned to look at the doorway, and then saw a thin man in his fifties. The man鈥檚 hair was unkempt and his face was stunned. I am glaring at Han Jian.

“Who are you?” Han Jian slightly frowned, he feels that this skinny man is a bit familiar, but he can’t remember the man’s name, and he doesn’t remember where he was.

“Who am I?” The skinny man yelled at Han Jian. “You are a black-hearted journalist whose conscience was eaten by a dog. You ruined my Shangguang Family. I don’t even remember who I am?”

鈥淪hangguang Family?鈥?Han Jian flashed a flash of light in his head, then stared at the skinny man for a while, and asked with a little surprise: 鈥淵ou are Shangguanyong?鈥?/p>

“Do you remember me now?” The thin man, Shangguanyong, looked at Han Jian with hateful eyes.

“Of course, remember, aren’t you the black-hearted pastry shop Boss that uses expired materials to make snacks?” Han Jian was a bit disdainful. “What? You are looking for me?”

In fact, under normal circumstances, Han Jian will remember every object he reported, and he did not recognize Shangguan Yong for a while, just because things have passed for almost half a year, and the image of Shangguanyong has changed too much. However, when Shangguan Yong prompted, he immediately remembered it. After all, Shangguan鈥檚 surname is actually not common.

“I didn’t use expired materials. It was your bastard who collected other people’s money and deliberately discredited me!” Shang Guanyong said to Han Jian, “You are a unscrupulous blackheart reporter, you only pay for yourself, not at all. Responsible, you have lost the ancestral pastry shop in my family, you have my wife and I have to break up, I am going to fight with you today!”

After Shang Guanyong said this, he took the hand he had been behind in the front. Then, the newspaper people could not help but send out the cry, because they all saw that Shangguanyong actually took a Pig Slaughtering Blade!

Han Jian’s face changed slightly. He subconsciously stepped back. He just found out that he had no retreat behind him. He had to squeeze out a smile and said in a tone that was as gentle as possible: “Shangguanyong, you misunderstood, I Writing the report is based on the facts I have seen. I did find out that your pastry shop used expired ingredients. As for whether you were framed by others, I would not know.”

“Far fart!” Shangguan Yong screamed, “Han Jian, I have already asked someone to investigate you, your fucking is a blackhearted reporter who collects money to write reports and hurts people!”

Shangguan Yong said that while holding the Pig Slaughtering Blade and approaching Han Jian, watching him look like this, it seems that he is going to cut people.

“That, Shangguanyong, I think you must have misunderstood. I really confiscate the money of others. I wrote the report just because the customers in your store called me…” Han Jian looked a little pale and still in his mouth. Unable to explain, he wants to run, but he dare not run, because he is worried that he will run when he runs, so he will only delay the time as much as possible, hoping that someone has already called the police, so that the police will come. After that, he is basically safe.

鈥淔art!鈥?Shangguanyong waved the Pig Slaughtering Blade, and he was very excited. 鈥淵ou have forfeited the money? There are two sets of two hundred flats in your home. The car you drive is only Honda, but your wife drives an Audi a8. Your wife is still not working. You are a reporter. If you confiscated the black money, how come you have so much money?”

Dozens of eyes together with shua shua’s looked towards Han Jian, the newspapers are a bit surprised, Han Jian is so rich? If Shang Guanyong said that it is true, then Han Jian is afraid that there is really a problem. Although the reporter is not a low-income group, the luxury car plus the luxury car is not a reporter can enjoy.

“I, I don’t have that much money… you must have made a mistake…” Han Jian still denied it.

“Han Jian, I have asked the private detective to investigate everything about you. You are a just reporter. I have done it in private, but I have nothing to do. I will kill it now. Shangguanyong apparently has been impatient with Han Jian鈥檚 explanation. He no longer hesitates. He holds the Pig Slaughtering Blade and stabbed Han Jian. In his heart, there is a single thought head. He is not killing. He is Kill the pig, no, this Han Jian, even the pig is not as good!

The newspaper screamed, and Fang Xiao, who was closer to Han Jian, made a scream. Han Jian鈥檚 face became extremely pale. He wanted to hide, but under great fear, his body at this moment. Actually, he was completely out of control, and he stood still, didn’t move, and watched as the Pig Slaughtering Blade slammed into his chest.

At the moment when the tip of the knife was about to penetrate Han Jian’s chest, Han Jian had only one thought in his mind: “It’s too worthless to lose 10,000 pieces.”

The so-called 10,000 yuan was really the reward of Han Jian鈥檚 report on Shangguanyong鈥檚 pastry shop. Of course, let him report that it鈥檚 not Shangguanyong, but someone who keeps up with the officials and has hatred, and that person just uses With such 10,000 pieces, the Shangguanyong family was completely fragmented.

“Hey, wait a minute and kill!” Just then, there was a very unhappy voice coming over.

Unexpected pain did not come. Han Jian couldn’t help but open his eyes. He looked down and couldn’t help but scare a cold sweat. He now has a Pig Slaughtering Blade less than a centimeter away from his chest.

In addition to the horror, Han Jian was glad that he saw two fingers holding the Pig Slaughtering Blade. It was these two fingers that made the Pig Slaughtering Blade unable to go further. At this moment, Han Jian was too late to go. I wondered why the two fingers could pinch the knife. He just looked up and looked at the Master with the two fingers. He wanted to know who saved his life.

Then, Han Jian saw a relatively thin young boy, more than one hundred and seventy centimeters, dressed casually, looking ordinary, and nothing special.

“Who are you? Why do you want to help this bastard?” Shangguanyong looked at the boy with great anger at the moment. He wanted to pull the Pig Slaughtering Blade back, but he found that he couldn’t twitch.

“My name is Xia Tian, 鈥嬧€婼ummer from Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter, Heaven from First one beneath the Heaven.” The teenager looked at Shangguanyong. “Do you want to kill this guy?”

“Yes, I want to kill this bastard!” Shangguan Yong angrily said.

“Hey, then wait a minute, I have to ask this guy a question first.” Xia Tian turned to look at Han Jian. “Hey, is that guy named long sword?”

“You, what are you looking for in the long sword?” Han Jian is a little uneasy, and the long sword is the pen name he used in the Jianghai Express.

“What do you want me to do with him?” Xia Tian was a little upset. “Are you going to say it?”

“He is the long sword, the bastard. His real name is Han Jian. The pen used in the newspaper is called long sword!” Shangguanyong suddenly took the message. “Now you know, let me kill this bastard?”

Xia Tian shook his head: “No.”

“It turns out that you are a gangster with this bastard reporter!” Shangguan Yong was angry.

Xia Tian Shang Yong staring discontent: “Hey, old man, you Freeze speak, ah, that guy who told you then utter birds of a feather I’ll beat you up?!”

“If you are not with him, why should you help him?” Shangguan Yong asked indignantly.

“You have a problem with your brain. When did I help him?” Xia Tian said with no anger.

Shangguan Yong was almost mad, this guy has helped people block the knife, actually said that he did not help Han Jian?

“If you didn’t catch the knife, I have already killed this bastard!” Shangguan Yong snarled.

Xia Tian nodded: “Yes ah, if I would catch the knife, which was an idiot you kill, you kill this idiot, how do I beat him?”

Speaking of this, Xia Tian’s two fingers were slightly forced to send, and when Shangguan Yong suddenly stood, the deng deng stepped back a few steps.

“Hey, idiot, is this something you wrote?” Xia Tian took out a newspaper from his pocket, just the Jianghai Express, and then asked Han Jian, pointing to the front headlines.

“Yes, it is me, may I ask you…” Han Jian hasn’t reacted yet, how the savior seems to be looking for him to settle accounts.

“You can do it.” Xia Tian raised his hand, the newspaper suddenly became hard, and then the newspaper fanned to Han Jian’s cheek.

鈥減a!鈥?The newspaper was shot on Han Jian’s face, making a crisp sound.

鈥淗ey!鈥?Han Jian gave a cry.

Everyone else in the newspaper stayed, what the hell is going on?

Shangguan Yong, who is holding a Pig Slaughtering Blade, is going to re-push over it. What does this person do? Don’t let him kill Han Jian, but he is playing Han Jian here?

“You, why are you hitting me?” Han Jian is still a little dizzy.

“Because you idiot said my wife is bad!” Xia Tian took the newspaper and fanned again.

“Hey!” Han Jian made another scream, and he stroked his cheeks back and forth. “You, who is your wife?”

“My wife, the most beautiful Police Elder Sister, Leng Bingbing!” Xia Tian came to Han Jian and then took the newspaper and fanned him.

When the words came out, everyone in the newspaper knew it. The daring is that today鈥檚 headline report has caused trouble.

“Hey, how is this person you?” Our reporter wants to report the right, how can you just hit someone?” At this time, Fang Fang was a little angry at the side, seeing his idol being beaten so badly. She couldn’t stand it anymore. Finally, she threatened, “I have already called the police, and the police will come soon!”

“Who dares to say that my wife is irrational, I will fight who I am, whether I am a reporter or not.” Xia Tian took it with a disapproval, and then the newspaper fell on Han Jian’s face, and at this time, Han Jian’s face, It has swollen more like a pig’s head than a pig’s head.

“Hey, Leng Bingbing can do those shameless things, don’t let people say… oh…” Fang did not finish talking, then he felt a sharp pain coming from the belly, and then the whole person flew up, heavy fall.