Chapter 112

"Well, since they're gone, why don't you all work here?" Lin Xiaoqing asked strangely.

"They'll be back, and they'll be back soon, won't they?" He said without looking back out of the door of the hotel, Lin Xiaoqing immediately followed up.

"Honey, what do you want? Why don't we call the police right away? " She asked eagerly, and the phone had been taken out.

"We are in the light, they are in the dark," Song Beichuan said, sitting in front of the hotel on the half square meter stone knife base.

He pressed the saber which was drenched with a thin layer of cement, and said lazily, "if you don't teach them a lesson, it's useless. You know, there are cameras in the shop, and there are also cameras in front of the shop. Maybe the corn won't make any action just now. Maybe you let them go after a lesson, so I want to make a big noise."

"What's going on?" She was worried. Although song Beichuan used to have good sports and was also a member of the school basketball team, he didn't seem to have any sports after he worked. Does he want to pick a group of professional ruffians?

"I haven't done it for many years. The fire is holding in my heart, and the more it burns, the more prosperous it is..."

God, song Beichuan even wants to single out a group of local ruffians? She quickly put her hand on his forehead, "husband, it's all my fault, that stinky meat is eating you nerve!"

"What nerve?" Song Beichuan chuckled and flicked her forehead. Then he said, "I've been around that year, and I'm pretty good at it. Fifty six or seventy-eight people can't stand me under normal circumstances. I used to beat eleven people."

"Well Why haven't I heard of you? " Does song Beichuan still have this side? I can't believe that he had this kind of past when he was in college.

"It's so old that I almost forget it," he said with a shrug. "I remember that I chased three dregs from the big class next door to the toilet, and they were too stunned to come out before school. Ha ha!"

"Wait, you, you just said big class?" She seems to have heard something extraordinary Big class? What big class? Not in college?

"Yes, it seems that the kindergarten has been demolished now. Wife, you want to go to see my husband. I can't help where I once fought."

Lin Xiaoqing's mouth twitches badly. I'll go. You can't say it's eleven in college. It's preschool! Sure enough, there is something wrong with stinky meat and stinky tofu. Did you eat your husband's head?

Looking like, song Beichuan's face at this time is very calm, and even a little expecting something. This is not the expression that ordinary people should have! What should I do? Do you want to call the police? But now the newspaper, corn to those ruffians have not come, how to do?

While hesitating, a group of ferocious people came up on the street. It seems that there are six of them, all with small flat heads and arms with dragon and Phoenix tattoos. I don't know whether they are stickers or real goods But really, it's quite ugly. How does that dragon look like husky?

It's not surprising that Lin Xiaoqing is ignorant. Tattoos are also classified into different grades. If you want to have a three-dimensional and good-looking tattoo, the craftsmanship of the master naturally has quite high requirements, so the price is naturally high. What kind of goods are these ruffians? It's just dregs. Where can I get the money? It's too delicate? So you can tell a good or bad tattoo. You don't have to be afraid of the local ruffian who has a terrible tattoo. He said that he won't call you a big man.

Song Beichuan didn't know this, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

More than one o'clock at noon in the sun, the wind blowing his old windbreaker, hunting. All the people in the street walk around the peace hotel, leaving a space in this crowded street.

They seem to smell an unusual smell in the air. It's a smell that something big is going to happen.

They have a good sense of smell, comparable to the poodle.

"Are you the boss?" Ruffian in a short fat man with a disdainful face asked.

Song Beichuan didn't answer immediately. He just sneered. The north wind lifted his windbreaker. He didn't care that the six ruffians in front of him took out their cigarettes and lit them.

The light blue smoke ring was blown away by the north wind, and the atmosphere in front of the store was very solemn.

"You shouldn't have come." Song Beichuan said lightly.

The pudgy ruffian was stunned. He couldn't help but say, "but I'm still here..."

"It's not easy for your mother to give birth to you. You should cherish your life." Song Beichuan still kept the faint smile, and the tone seemed to admonish the ruffian.

What's the situation? Then he just went to this street to collect protection money as usual. How did he meet such a strange man? What's more, the owner of peace hotel seems to know something It's impossible. Is it a coincidence? So he decided to ignore him, tightened his eyebrows and said in a cold voice: "in the past, Wanhua building paid us 5000 yuan a month as a protection fee. Now that you're newly opened, I'll give you a discount and charge you 10000 yuan."

"Where's the discount for ten thousand dollars?" Standing beside song Beichuan, Lin Xiaoqing couldn't help but vomit, "are you a special Math PE teacher? Can't count such a simple number? "

"Oh, Madame, don't be too expensive," the ruffian said with a smile when he finally talked about his professional field. "If you don't pay the protection fee, the shop won't go on!"All of a sudden, song Beichuan held his hand horizontally, and he finally said, "wife, you can move a stool out of the shop and sit at the theatre..." With that, he turned to those ruffians and hooked his fingers, "come on!"

Such arrogant provocation, those scum ruffians who have not seen this street in these years, they naturally angry. The enraged local ruffian pours on Song Beichuan like a mad dog snatching excrement Well, what seems to be wrong? Grab shit? Beichuan?

It's an unforgettable day. It's the first day of the opening of the peace hotel. It's also the day when her husband song Beichuan died She never knew he could be so fierce!

Punch, punch and punch, block and punch It's such a simple, unskillful street fighting posture that song Beichuan threw all the six ruffians down.

"My husband is so powerful!" Lin Xiaoqing bit potato chips, while eating to cheer him up, really obediently listen to her husband told to sit and watch the play.

Song Chuan's head was beaten by the ruffian in front of him.

"Hey, don't sleep. It's not over yet." Song said, "I shouldn't have come here with a backhand."

"I I, please spare my life, great Xia... " The fat face was like a pig's head. It was like an eggplant that was thrown to the ground and stepped on its feet.

"But you're still here," Song Beichuan urged with his right hand, and the cement on the saber cracked. "If you're here, you have to leave something, right?"

Song Beichuan said with a smile, but this scene is extremely terrible in the eyes of the local ruffian a saber? What does he want to do? Do you want him to use a knife?

"You, what do you want to do?" The ruffian looked at him and took out a simple saber from the cement seat. He peed thoroughly. "In broad daylight, you can't kill me in full view of the public."

Lin Xiaoqing was so scared that she rushed to him quickly, "husband, don't mess around. These dregs are just making trouble. You don't need to kill people," she said, grabbing a potato chip and handing it to song Beichuan, "put down the knife, how about I feed you potato chips?"

Song Beichuan's mouth is drawing again. Is this the rhythm of coaxing children? He tried his best to hold back a smile and said coldly, "I didn't want to kill him," and he pulled out the saber and thrust it into the ground less than a centimeter in front of the ruffian. "I just want to play a game with him."

"The game?" Lin Xiaoqing is full of black lines, "what game?" Looking at the rhythm of the atmosphere, and violence is inseparable from the relationship, so her mind flashed through the scenes of various movies, came up with a more likely idea, but this idea is too dangerous.

"Since you are on the road, you should be aware of it early in the morning..." Song Beichuan broke off the hand of the local ruffian who was so scared that he used the tip of his saber to draw on it, "said, did that finger hit my shop assistant?"

"I'm not I didn't... " He already knew song Beichuan's intention, this is to waste his fingers! I can't imagine that he, who has always been domineering in this street, has met a more ruthless and less deadly Lord today. What should he do?

"Husband, actually I've already reported the corn. You don't need to dirty your hands for this kind of rubbish..." Lin Xiaoqing advised.

"Yes, yes, this big man, we have eyes and don't know what to do. We have offended you. Please show mercy..." The local ruffian chief cried, and his men had been scattered. Of course, it's also possible to go back to find someone, but song Beichuan expected that he would either not do it or do it all at once to avoid future trouble.

He picked up the saber, like when he was a child, he used his pen to frustrate his fingers to try his eyes. "I like playing this game very much. There were no people who didn't play with me in prison before. Why don't you play with me?"

Looking at Song Beichuan's twisted smile, the ruffian's heart trembled I'm afraid you beat all the people who don't play with you in prison. No one dares not to play with you, right? It's said that the villain still has the villain mill. This man is not only the villain, but also the devil! They are half hanged ruffians. How can they compare with him?!

The ruffian looked at the tip of the knife that shuttled between his fingers like electricity. He didn't dare to say a word. He was afraid that if he split up, the tip of the knife would cut off his fingers.

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