Chapter 611

His words were impassioned and reasonable. All the Chinese bowed their heads and felt helpless and unwilling.

Not everyone of them is as good as Duan Hong. Most of them are ordinary people. They can't fight ten at once.

Only the young waitress looked at him excitedly, and the wound on her forehead didn't seem to hurt much. She was grateful and curious to him. I really want to know what kind of person the man who saved her was. By the way, he said he was from Duan family village. You're not looking for someone, are you?

As soon as the waitress thought about it, she quickly asked the boss, "boss, this gentleman is from Haizhong. He's a native of Duan family village with me."

In front of his eyes, the boss held Duan Hong's hand excitedly: "young man, are you from the sea? Do you know Mr. Duan

Duan Hong suddenly felt grateful. The boss said that Duan Erye was his father. "Do you know his name?" he asked

The boss shook his head: "I don't know. He came a few months ago. Once, skinheads came to collect protection fees. It was him who dealt with it. Mr. Duan's skill is very good. Although he is not as good as you, his sense of strength is full."

Duan Hong's eyebrows wrinkled. He was puzzled. His father was a farmer. If he looked after the dealer, he would be a good hand. How could he fight? He didn't seem to be right. In the war with Xu's family, his father was knocked down by Xu's simple bricks. How could he fight?

However, the place with the most surnames of Duan in Haizhong is Duan Jiazhuang. The second master of Duan is from the middle of Haizhong. Maybe he doesn't know him well. Duan Hong asked, "boss, can you help me find the second master of Duan? This time I'm looking for him? "

The boss shook his head decadent, and his face was full of yearning: "Mr. Duan's whereabouts are strange. He is not a person of such height as I can know. He also drank a bowl of wonton here a few months ago."

At this time, a middle-aged fat uncle in an apron came to the crowd and said, "I think maybe someone can know where the second master Duan is. That person is the fifth master he."

This group of Chinese people still follow the name of the late Qing Dynasty when they call people with prestige in China. They like to add the word "Ye" after them to show their respect for them.

"Who is he Wu ye?" Duan Hong asked.

The boss saw that there were many people in the restaurant and said to the surrounding Hua people, "let's all break up. It's OK. We're all trying to make money. Don't delay business. Let's all break up."

The Chinese scattered in groups, and the fat uncle stayed.

Because there were no customers in the restaurant just now, the boss simply closed the door to avoid people's attention. Find a clean table and let Duan Hong sit down. Knowing that the three had not eaten yet, he asked the chef to cook three bowls of wonton and several dishes. He not only had wonton here, but also had other dishes.

Duan Hong now wants to know who he Wuye is and doesn't want to eat.

The fat uncle lit a cigarette and took a puff. The smoke filled his face with adoration: "speaking of fifth master he, that's the pride of Chinese people. It was six years ago. Because he committed a crime in China, he sneaked into Japan alone and made a big difference with a pair of iron fists and justice. That's what happened in Japan. The underworld is legal, Moreover, they advocate force. He Wuye is cruel and dares to fight against Japan's largest Yamaguchi group. Moreover, they fight for many times, which makes Yamaguchi group very troublesome. Their leader gradually appreciates him and thinks that he is a man, so they become good friends dramatized.

When he Wu Ye was at his worst in those years, he ate a few strings of roasted squid and slept for a few days. He told me at the beginning that there would be rewards in three years. " When fat uncle said here, his face was full of adoration. He took a hard cigarette: "I saw that he was a Chinese at that time. He lived in poverty and poverty. He didn't take it seriously. I didn't expect that he would come to me three years later. We were still drinking together. He was already the boss of Chinese gangs at that time. He was a little shocked and asked in a low voice:" are you also a underworld? "

The fat man shook his head and said, "no, we don't belong to the underworld. It's just that we love peace and hate bullying the weak. Repairing scum is our favorite. In the sea, people call us the embodiment of justice." I've been talking with Duan Hong for a long time, and I always have his taste.

Duan Hong said: "in fact, I came to seek refuge just like he Wu Ye."

Fat uncle seems to believe in non channel: "well, I'll give fifth master a call to try to see if he is free." He opened the door, walked out of the restaurant and ran back to his own squid grill.

But after a while, he ran over happily and said, "young man, the fifth Master said that he could see you. He just wanted to come for a drink."

Duan Hong also breathed a sigh and thought to himself: this fifth master he really has an air. He doesn't know what is sacred.

Just then, there was a loud sound of locomotive motors outside the restaurant, the noisy sound of disordered footsteps, and the clanging sound of steel sticks and machetes.

The restaurant owner's face suddenly changed and he was paralyzed in his seat. The fat uncle was also full of panic.

Duan Hong's heart is clear. It seems that skinheads are looking for trouble: "boss, I don't want to eat this bowl of wonton for nothing. Xiaoyao, you stay here. Fat man will go out with me."

Wang Yueyao smiles and nods. She believes in her man very much. Although thousands of people go to me! This kind of spirit deeply attracted her, the waitress is also full of adoration, this is the real Chinese man.

Out of the restaurant, I saw more than a dozen locomotives parked outside, the headlights on, the whole street as if in the daytime. There are two people in the car, both men and women, holding machetes, iron bars, meteor hammers, iron chains and so on. In the middle is a skinhead, with an iron ring on his nostril and a thin eyebrow. He is wearing a bright black leather coat with a thumb thick chain around his neck. He looks like a typical underworld gangster. Behind him sits a woman with rainbow hair. She is wearing a sailor's school uniform, with her fat chest sticking to the back of her skinhead, her thin hands around her waist and her tongue sticking out, It was perforated and nailed with an iron bead. These little gangsters are not much better than the drag racing party in the sea. The world is declining. It seems that they are the same at home and abroad, and the whole world has become impetuous. Bareheaded see restaurant out of people, a twist engine throttle, six exhaust pipe issued a buzzing stuffy sound. Other people follow the pace of the boss, some shake the hands of the guy, some howl, like a dog, said Duan Hong did not understand. Among them, there was a young man in Zhongshan suit running behind his bald head. Duan Hong had seen this guy before. When Huang Mao and baldness were beaten just now, he was trembling all over in the back and did not dare to move forward. It would be as bold as a dog seeing its owner. Duan Hong glanced around and saw more than a dozen cars. There were about twenty people, four or five of them bald, and the others were all young people. They looked 18 or 19 at most. This age group is the most desperate time, plus wearing a Zhongshan suit, it looks like nine times out of ten students. Bareheaded from the locomotive down, at the same time those neck chain, in the hands of rotation, with Japanese Language: "you are the yellow pig?" Duan Hong couldn't understand it. He said with a smile, "silly, do you want me to give you 30 million?" Seeing Duan Hong smile, the man thought he was greeting him and said, "Yao Xi."“ no What a fool. " Duan Hongchao chuckles and pulls out Zilong Tibetan sword from his back.