The two of them wandered around again. Brother Kun took up a sharp knife for peeling fruits from the stall selling fruit ice stalls, turned around and stabbed the greasehead.

The chaotic footsteps of the chasing can't stop being inertia, and was stabbed by a sharp knife.

No matter how strong and burly your body is, it is still a physical body. The flesh and blood are not as good as the blade.

The oil-headed boy covered his right abdomen with a distorted expression, but he couldn't cover the warm blood that kept gushing out.

The severe pain and rapid blood loss came one after another.

He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, and the strength to hold the steel pipe in his hand was gradually losing.

After the steel pipe landed on the ground with a "clang", the oil-headed boy could no longer withstand the severe pain in his body. His knees fell to the ground in a kneeling position, making two dull sounds.

"You should be glad that I didn't bring you to the ceremony last year and this year. You are just a blue lantern that is not in the club now. Otherwise, I would have made up for you all three-knife and six holes!" Brother Kun's tone was very cold at this moment.

While talking, he slowly wiped the blade dripping with blood on the greasy shirt.

These stall owners who are very familiar with Brother Kun all held their breath and did not dare to speak out at all.

Who would have thought that Brother Kun, who never eats a tycoon meal, can greet them with a smile on his face, has such a ruthless side.

These stall owners who are used to fighting scenes are frightened, let alone Liang Sixi, who is a newcomer.

Just now, she was so scared that she couldn't help but scream. Just as she covered her mouth, Brother Kun's penis wiping the knife made her close her eyes.

The greasy appearance of the slutty boy is not sympathetic at all.

If it weren't for the slashing of the Grey Head by Brother Kun, Jinhuan wouldn't have let him go easily.

Although Jinhuan is not a feminist, the arguments of "delicacies from mountains and seas" and "clear porridge and side dishes" made Jinhuan feel disgusting.

What era is it? It’s okay to regard women as vassals of men and look down on women, but they still want to use women as tools for entertainment and venting. It’s simply unbearable!

Jinhuan had already thought about it before. If Brother Kun lost the single challenge, Jinhuan would have to repair the dirty and dirty mouth of the greasy boy himself!

However, Brother Kun's last success in this wave of saving the emperor, and the oil-headed boy almost lost half his life.

Judging from the condition of the wound, if you want to cure it completely, you don’t know how much energy and money you spend.

But the slutty boy became a defeated player, but he was still unwilling to accept it. He lost too much blood and was half of his life as if he was a long-lasting person. He still didn't forget to talk back and mock him:

"Soft Foot Kun, you are so desperate! Come on! If you have the ability, you can stab me to death! Think I'm afraid of you!"

"I want to die soon? I won't give you a good time!" Brother Kun snorted coldly, "She Zai Fatty, drag him back to me first, I'll continue to greet him later!"

How could Brother Kun let go of the greasy boy who had lost his face? Of course, he had to take him back and clean up slowly.

But before that, I have to send away my aunt who was still drinking milk tea leisurely on the table over there.

Seeing Brother Kun smiled at Jin Huan, he was so smiling that he was completely different from his cold expression of blood wiping before.

Liang Sixi's eyes involuntarily glanced at his left hand for a second. The blood on his fingers was wiped cleanly, but there was still a touch of bright red in the gap between his nails.

She couldn't help but leaned against Jinhuan again, and then she felt a little more at ease.

"Brother Kun is a good method! If you don't take action, you will be able to kill the other party as soon as you take action!" Jin Huan's smile was a little unclear.

The laughter of joy instantly made Brother Kun look straight.

When Jinhuan was cold before, he felt so pretty, but he didn't expect that Jinhuan would be even more lethal when she smiled.

The two eyes that smiled like crescent moons can make the night view of the surrounding lights dim in an instant.

The two delicate dimples on the corners of their mouths are like sweet honey, with the magic of drowning and sinking.

"Brother Kun! Look at you like this, your wounds should be very good at healing yourself?" Jin Huan's smile became more and more charming.

Brother Kun didn't know what he was, "Ah?"

"If your scar heals too quickly and your neck no longer hurts, I don't mind reminiscing it for free!" My smile continued to decline.

He forgot to hurt even though the scar has not healed. He deserves it to poke the bottle of broken wine twice!

The tingling sensation on Brother Kun's neck seemed to be even sharper and more intense in an instant. He covered his wound and shook his head, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't stare at you on purpose, it's really..."

"Didn't you say that you would take us home in person after cleaning the portal? You're talking so much nonsense, is it because you feel sorry for the taxi fare?" Jin Huan gently clamped the table with his fingers.

Of course, Brother Kun would not say that he was just a few polite words, saying, "No, I dare not, I will ask someone to borrow a car immediately. You can wait for a while and take you home safely!"

"You don't have to make things difficult. My sister and I don't have the habit of being pompous. Just help stop a taxi!" Jinhuan waved casually.

Brother Kun called Shouyazai and ordered Shouyazai to call the taxi company to call, but he stood next to the table.

"Cousin, do you have anything else to eat? Pack some things and take them back for midnight snack?" Jinhuan turned around and asked.

Liang Sixi's head was shaking like a rattle. She was so full that she could vomit even if she ate.

Besides, whatever she looks at now, she will think of Brother Kun’s bloody fingernails, which makes her feel very disgusting when she thinks about it.

She thought Jinhuan was not full, so she stood up with a disgust, "Cousin, what else do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you!"

"You can buy some of the stalls that were smashed on the table. When buying things, pay the stall owner a little more." Jinhuan stuffed a handful of colorful money to Liang Sixi.

Liang Sixi frowned, "Why? Isn't the food stall without tips?"

"Why didn't anyone say I was sowing the disagreement? There was indeed my reason for the fight. I broke the stall owner's table, chair, bowl and chopsticks, and it was worth it for me to pay some money!" Jin Huan said and glanced at Brother Kun.

Brother Kun quickly touched his pockets, took out two handfuls of wrinkled money, and wanted to stuff it to Liang Sixi.

But Liang Sixi looked at his blood-red nails and was so scared that she kept hiding backwards.

"I'm watching this area. The stall owners are bullied and troubled by others. I should come forward to find a place..." Brother Kun whispered.

Liang Sixi was anxious when she heard this, "It was the one who smashed the tables, chairs and benches. It was obviously you and your slaughter. Do you still want to pay no penny and rely on my cousin? I'll tell you! It's absolutely impossible!"

"This money is for you to buy late-night snacks for you. I will also replace the broken tables, chairs and benches for the stall owners. Whether it is others looking for trouble or our own fights, we are responsible for the losses. How dare I rely on you?" Brother Kun shook his head quickly.

Yi Xiaosheng was almost told to Jinhuan, where did Xiongxin and leopard courage come from now, and dare to go to Jinhuan?

Jinhuan stuffed Brother Kun’s money on the table into Liang Sixi’s hands, “Go! Losing money is more appropriate than matching things!”

Liang Sixi, as Jin Huan said, bought some things whenever the stalls of tables, chairs, bowls and plates were overturned, and then paid the money to the stall owners in the form of a tip.

The stall owners were all very happy. They thought they would lose money tonight, but they didn't expect that they would get extra tips and their income and expenditure were basically smoothed out.

Jinhuan simply rejected Brother Kun's escort, carried a lot of food, and got into a late taxi with Liang Sixi.

Taxis in Hong Kong Island use the Nissan Duke, which is very comfortable.

The starting price is 2 yuan, and every 200 meters after 2 kilometers, the price is not cheap, but the 50 yuan paid by Brother Kun is enough to transfer a long way.

Jinhuan specially asked the driver to circumnavigate to the underground passage. As soon as she put the food she bought at the entrance of the passage, she immediately attracted a snatch.

Most of these people who rushed forward were illegal crossings who had just arrived in Xiangjiang and had not yet obtained their identities.

When we gather here at night, everyone can take care of each other and go to the dock to do labor such as carrying bags during the day.

After Jinhuan let the taxi go around again, he parked at the pier of Tianxing Ferry, and then followed Liang Sixi to the hotel slowly.

Liang Sixi spoke with a strong nasal voice, "Cousin, thank you!"

"Ah? It's so good, why do you thank me for it?" Jinhuan was confused.

Liang Sixi's eyes were red, "If I hadn't been you, even if I could have been able to sneak over by chance, I would probably be like those people just now, either living in an underground passage or sleeping in a bridge hole! I don't know when I could save enough money to apply for an ID card."
Chapter completed!