Chapter 137

Chapter 137 Eat All the Noodles!

"Damn, why are you still here?!"

The leader seemed helpless. He rushed up to Wei Dong, glared at him angrily, and said, "How many *cking times have I told you that this isn't your place? Haven't you been beaten up? I didn't let you live in the half-finished building, so you came over here, didn't you?"

"I want my wage."

Wei Dong was not afraid at all. He looked calmly at the leader and said, "Pay me, and I'll go."

"F*ck you!"

Hearing that, a tattooed young man jumped out of the crowd and shouted abuse at Wei Dong, "I don't have any f*cking money to spend, but you still ask for money. You want a fight, don't you?"

"Pack up and get out of here, or you'll get another beating."

"You'd better go by yourself, so we don't have to throw you out."

"Get out of here quickly!"

A crowd of people surrounded Wei Dong, shouting angrily.

But Wei Dong remained unmoved.

On the contrary, he puckered his lips and lifted the porcelain teapot on the fire. He ate a mouthful of the noodles with haste, even though the noodles were still hot. He was afraid that this group of people would beat him. To be precise, he was not scared of being hit, but fearful that the last few mouthfuls of noodles would be ruined by these people.

"Are you still eating?"

A young man was suddenly angry and ready to act.

At this moment.

The leader grabbed the young man's hand and gave Wei Dong some time to eat noodles, saying, "After you finish eating the noodles, you should hurry away. I'm tired of beating you. Don't hang around like a ghost, will you?"

"Pay me, and I'll go."

Wei Dong put down the porcelain teapot and said stubbornly.

"How many times do you want me to say that? This building is half-finished due to a lack of money. How can I give you any more money?"

The leader added angrily, "Leave as soon as you can and stop making trouble. Or we'll do you a disservice."

While speaking, he gave Wei Dong a hard push.

Wei Dong reeled when he was pushed.

He struggled to keep his feet.

He turned his head and said to the leader, with tears in his red eyes, "I want to go, too. I can't bear it. Give me my pay, and I'll go. This is the hard-earned money I paid with my life. Give me the money, and I'll go at once. I beg you!"

However.

Just as he finished the sentence.

The young man, who had been ready to act, immediately kicked him.

"Thud..."

The young man precisely kicked the pot out of Wei Dong's hand. Before Wei Dong could have time to take another bite of the noodles, the cooked noodles were scattered all over the floor.

As he looked at the noodles and soup all over the floor, his eyes were misty.

However, he dared not speak though he was angry. He could only sit where he was, fighting back the tears from his eyes.

On this side.

Fang Qiu was pissed off.

He rushed over there directly.

Without any hesitation.

"Bang!"

As soon as he rushed into the crowd, he attacked without saying a word.

He lifted his foot and kicked the very young man who had kicked away the pot, slamming him against the wall.

He turned.

The rising anger in his heart was ignited completely.

He moved about, punching and kicking.

Instantly, more than a dozen people around him were knocked to the ground.

"Pick up all these noodles and eat them!"

After that, Fang Qiu pointed to the noodles scattered all over the ground and shouted angrily at the dozen or so people.

"These are his food for a day, and you have kicked them over. Did the grain come easily?"

"You must eat them all!"

"If anyone dares to waste any food, I'll break his legs!"

These people were all struck dumb.

They didn't even react to it.

Why did a masked man suddenly come out and beat them all up?

What on earth was going on?

"Mind your own business, boy..."

The leader got up from the ground with an angry face. But before he finished speaking, Fang Qiu's big fist hit him hard on his left eye socket.

The leader whined.

After being punched, he fell to the ground, covering his left eye.

Everyone else panicked.

Because they didn't see how Fang Qiu hit the leader, they saw only a shadow, like a ghost.

When the leader was about to get up in pain again, he caught Fang Qiu's eyes. Immediately, he shivered all over, unexplainably reached for a piece of noodles on the ground, and put it in his mouth.

Seeing this, other people dared not hesitate.

This group of people immediately lay on their stomachs and quickly picked up the noodles on the ground to eat.

"Where's your boss now?"

When they had finished eating, Fang Qiu asked coldly, squinting at them.

The cold voice of inquiry spread.

On the ground.

The dozen people were suddenly silent.

They looked at each other and then fixed their eyes on the leader.

"Where is he?"

Fang Qiu crouched down and looked at the leader with a cold face.

"I, I don't know."

The leader was alarmed. He said, pointing to the dozen or so men about him, and backing away in terror, "Ask them, they know, ask them..."

Hearing what he said.

The facial expressions of the dozen people changed drastically. They stood up and started to run.

But how could Fang Qiu let them go?

His body moved.

"Bam!"

He ran right up to the first person who stood up and kicked him to the ground. Then he ducked out again and charged at the second man.

"Bam! Bam!"

"Bam!"

The thuds of people falling continued to sound.

Fang Qiu kicked one at a time, and in an instant, he knocked the fleeing fellows down again.

On the side.

The leader was dumbfounded as he saw this.

He once had the idea of uniting all his people to besiege and attack Fang Qiu, but the scene in front of him made him completely give up the idea in his mind.

This guy was so horrible.

He was like a monster.

No!

He was even scarier than a monster.

The leader had wanted to run away while Fang Qiu struck, but before he could lift his feet, Fang Qiu had beaten everyone up and left him standing there alone.

"You want to run away?"

Fang Qiu walked to the leader and snorted, "I'm asking you one last time. Where's your boss?"

The leader was terrified.

He was so nervous that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"I, I..."

As the leader looked at Fang Qiu, his legs trembled, and he stepped back.

At that very moment.

"Crack."

Fang Qiu suddenly moved forward. He stretched out his right hand, seized the leader's arm, and broke it with a violent pinch.

"Ouch!"

The leader shouted out in pain.

"Where is he?"

Fang Qiu continued to ask.

"At the villa. He's at the villa not far away."

Knowing how fierce and cruel Fang Qiu was, the leader did not dare to delay any longer and immediately answered in a pleading voice.

In the surrounding.

Those who fell to the ground were not badly hurt. But after seeing what Fang Qiu had done, these people did not dare to act recklessly anymore. They lay on the ground pretending to be dead, in case Fang Qiu would find them.

"Take me there."

After knowing the address, Fang Qiu said in a deep voice.

"This..."

The leader said with a shudder, "I have told you the address; go there yourself. I won't be treated well if I go there."

"Eh?"

A cold light flashed across Fang Qiu's eyes.

Seeing this, the leader quickly changed his words. "I'll go, I'll go."

At once, he pointed to the dozen or so people around him and said, "All of you, get up! Get up!"

At this moment.

The dozen or so people were dumbfounded.

"He can lead the way himself. Why should he have to go there with us?"

They thought helplessly.

Pulled by the leader, the group of people stood up.

"Wait for me here."

Fang Qiu walked to Wei Dong and said to him.

Later.

Led by a dozen or so people, he walked all the way to the suburbs, not far from the half-finished building.

Because this was the suburb, he saw a lot of detached villas along the way. It looked like there were a lot of wealthy people around here.

However.

Since the foreman could live in such a place, that meant he was not short of money.

Fang Qiu had planned to look it up. If the foreman was a good man, and for some particular reasons, he could not pay Wei Dong, Fang Qiu was going to find the source and help him.

Now, it seemed, there was no need to do so.

Soon.

Led by this group, Fang Qiu came to the door of a magnificent villa.

In front of the villa, there was a specialized driveway and even a garden which was neither too big nor too small.

Fang Qiu glanced around.

Even in this suburb which was dotted with villas, this place still stood out.

The surrounding flowers and plants were pleasing to the eye.

But Fang Qiu was in no mood to appreciate them. Instead, his anger rose at the sight of such a luxurious villa.

"It's... That's it."

The leader whispered after they crossed the garden and came to the gate of the villa.

"Knock at the door."

Fang Qiu said.

The leader rolled his eyes and knocked at the door at once.

A short while later.

A female servant in good shape opened the door and ushered them in.

Fang Qiu was right behind this group of people.

He came to the hall of the villa.

He saw a portly, middle-aged man in family clothes sitting on a leather sofa and watching television.

"What's the matter?"

The middle-aged man said, looking at the TV, without even shooting a glance at them, "Didn't I tell you not to come here if everything's okay?"

"Some, something is amiss!"

The leader stammered.

"Tell me then."

The middle-aged man said.

Hearing that, the dozen or so people immediately turned their heads and glanced at Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu no longer hid. He walked straight out of the crowd and opened his mouth as he walked toward the middle-aged man. "You live a good life, and this villa is decorated quite luxuriously."

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at Fang Qiu, frowning.

"You don't need to know who I am."

Fang Qiu said, shaking his head, "All you need to know is that it's time for you to pay back the money you owe those workers."

"Hehe..."

The middle-aged man frowned.

Then he looked at his subordinates around him and smiled.

He smiled brightly.

He said, looking at Fang Qiu, "Who do I owe money to? Why don't I know that?"

"Who do you owe money to?"

The voice of the middle-aged man just died away. Three meters away from him, Fang Qiu suddenly moved and directly appeared in front of him like a ghost. He looked the man in the eye within a short distance and asked, "Who do you think?"

"Ugh!"

Startled, the middle-aged man suddenly stood up and hastily backed away. He shouted, threatening in manner but cowardly at heart, "Who are you? What do you want?"

"I have made my purpose of coming here perfectly clear."

Fang Qiu shook his head and said, "I'll give you one minute to pay the workers!"

The middle-aged man's face darkened.

He glared at the dozen or so people and silently asked them why they had brought the man to his house.

Then he made a phone call.