Take Along A Spring

C1259



C1259

The black-faced middle-aged man wanted to recover his balance by tormenting Yang Fann, but he didn't expect that he miscalculated and mistook a tiger for a sick cat, slapping it on the tiger's butt.    

    

Seeing that the black-faced middle-aged man still refused to accept the lesson, Yang Fann was a bit angry. There were all kinds of birds growing up in the forest, there was actually someone who was not afraid of death.    

    

Thus, Yang Fann decided to give this black-faced middle-aged man a ruthless blow that would make him unable to stand up again. As long as his Eggy wasn't a steel ball, he would definitely not use such a crazy gaze to glare at himself.    

    

The thing Yang Fann hated the most was seeing the black-faced middle-aged man's crazy eyes, because the people who have this kind of look are basically mentally twisted or even abnormal people. These guys all have the potential to go crazy.    

    

Compared to thieves, mental illness was much more terrifying. These people did not care about morality or law, and as long as they could achieve their goals, they would do anything they wanted.    

    

Their goals varied even more. Ordinary people would never be able to imagine it. If a normal person were to ponder over the thoughts of a mentally ill person, unless he or she became a lunatic, he or she would not be able to figure it out.    

    

"Awoo!"    

    

The black-faced middle-aged man roared, grabbed the handcuffs on the ground and crawled towards Yang Fann.    

    

He could only crawl. Even if he got hit twice, he wouldn't be able to completely recover in a short time no matter how bad his mental condition was.    

    

"Young man, there seems to be something wrong with your colleague's mind. Are you not going to care about it?"    

    

Yang Fann ignored the middle-aged man, who was obviously in a bad mood. He waved towards the young man beside him and said, "Hurry up and help him to the side. From the looks of it, it would be bad if he gets hurt."    

    

At this time, the young boy had no time to pay attention to a bumpkin like Yang Fann. He was waiting to see a good show, and after watching the torture methods of the black-faced middle-aged man a few times, he realized with horror that he also liked this feeling.    

    

Take the incident in the northeast last month. The scene of the black-faced middle-aged man interrogating the criminal official's lover was often displayed in front of the young boy's eyes.    

    

It wasn't that the young man's mind was twisted, it was just that the scene was too exciting and he couldn't bear to see it. That voice, that figure … Aiya, I can't think about it anymore.    

    

Not only did he torture women, but when it came to torturing men, the young boy also discovered that the black-faced middle-aged man had a trick up his sleeve.    

    

If he could learn a few moves from him, not only would it not be a problem for him to stay in the investigation team for the rest of his life, but it was also very likely that he would advance to the next level, be promoted to a higher salary, become a leader, marry a rich beauty, and walk to the pinnacle of life!    

    

Therefore, the young boy had no reason to stop the black-faced middle-aged man. He also didn't want to stop the black-faced middle-aged man. On the other hand, the black-faced middle-aged man was considered half a teacher and he couldn't stop the black-faced middle-aged man. On the contrary, he had to thank him for his selfless teaching.    

    

It seemed like the two of them had a good reason to work together. As the saying goes, Wu Dai Lang plays the night owl, whoever plays the bird, it's not like the two of them don't belong to the same family. Since the two of them could get together, it was impossible for them to not have a shared hobby.    

    

Yang Fann was helpless. Originally, I wanted to go against the moon, but I didn't want to be that cruel. However, you forced me to do this. Don't blame me for being ruthless!    

    

After reciting for a while, Yang Fann flicked his finger lightly. A small stone the size of a peanut shot out like a bullet and it struck the black-faced middle-aged man between his legs with a bang!    

    

Alright, the bullets that shot out are a little exaggerated. To strike the black-faced middle-aged man's Eggy like that, it is just a description of the speed at which the small pebbles fly. It is so fast that neither the black-faced middle-aged man nor the young lad can see it.    

    

Yang Fann's current aim was quite accurate. He was definitely going to hit Eggy on the left side of the black-faced middle-aged man. Eggy on his right side would definitely not be injured.    

    

The black-faced, middle-aged man was completely unable to bear the loss of strength. He didn't even have the strength to let out a howl. He didn't even have the strength to cover his Eggy's body.    

    

The young man was waiting for the show, but he didn't expect the black-faced middle-aged man to faint on his own and was immediately at a loss of what to do. Oh right, why hasn't the ambulance arrived yet?    

    

However, before the young man could understand what was going on, he suddenly felt a car whizzing past his crotch. Yang Fann was annoyed that he wasn't a thing, so of course he wouldn't be polite. One sheep chased after him, two sheep let go, the dark faced middle-aged man had already been hit three times.    

    

Like many ignorant girls, the first time they lose their sense of self might be deceived by someone, but the second time they lost their sense of self, it wouldn't be because they were deceived by others, but because she was deceiving someone else.    

    

Ever since Yang Fann invented the two ultimate moves — digging out the weak spot and playing Eggy, he had completely fallen in love with this feeling. Especially when he saw those scum being pained like a dog in front of him.    

    

Yang Fann had hated scum since he was a child, and this had to do with his childhood experience. The loss of Little Cousin had left a deep psychological shadow over Yangfan, giving him an unforgettable loathing of bad people.    

    

Otherwise, why would a bumpkin like Shepherd boy, who was in the mountains, who couldn't even eat or study properly, always meddle in other people's business or even act bravely in the name of justice?    

    

Of course, Yang Fann wasn't the only Virgin Mary, his personality was very contradictory. When not provoking him, he could still look at things from a more just perspective, but once provoking Yang Fann, then it would be hard to say. Even if he was a so-called Guardian, as long as Yang Fann dared to have any ideas about him, Yang Fann would still deal with him.    

    

Just like the black-faced middle-aged man and the young man in front of him, the only one who always wanted to be against Yang Fann was the black-faced middle-aged man. For example, the black-faced middle-aged man and the young man in front of him, the only one who always wanted to be against Yang Fann was the black-faced middle-aged man.    

    

However, when Yang Fann found out that the young man did not stop the black-faced middle-aged man, he had already given him an answer. Yang Fann was a seemingly harmless guy with an extremely dirty heart, he was definitely not a good person!    

    


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