But the shot Sun Yaosheng not only made Zong Kai feel pain and thought about pain, but also scared the diners around him.

So, there are only a few young people who are unreasonable and like to fight hard. After watching some young and dandy movies, they can make themselves excited and "uphold justice".

"Hey, having a meal is like a demolition, what are you crying and howling here? Are you going to die and reincarnate? Do you want me to give you a trip?"

This type of person is nothing more than bullying others with power, and when the wind is indefinitely waves, it will compare who will run slower against the wind.

There were five young men who sprayed feces in their mouths at a table. On the other hand, there were only two on Sun Yaosheng's side, and even if Zhu Xiaofei was eating midnight snacks in another place, it would be useless. In addition, Sun Yaosheng's face with silent tears made the group of young men who were full and had nothing to do.

These five people were afraid of Zong Kai, who looked terrifying, but because Zong Kai was facing away from them and was sitting again at this time, they also thought that this was a fat man who was bigger than ordinary people. When they looked at him, his actual combat power was no different from a paper tiger.

However, these wandering ghosts with practical experience are destined to pay for their self-righteousness.

"Boy, just because of your fright, I spilled my hot onto my clothes. You said, if you don't pay 8,000 yuan, can we let you go back intact?"

The paving boss is just a middle-aged man who supports his family. He only has the strength to spend years, but he does not have the righteous intention of punishing evil and promoting good.

In order to prevent young people who have never been light and heavy in their work from causing trouble, the middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life put down the dough in his hands, stirred his hands in his bib and said humbly, "Don't calm down, calm down, I pay for the wontons on your table, there is no need to fight."

"Do you need to take care of my affairs? Are they yours or your grandfather? Why are you protecting them like this?"

The middle-aged man was stunned and the smile piled up on his face also solidified, "No, I just want to."

"Think about it, miss your mother!" The young man at the front suddenly smiled ghostly, "Do you want to help them?"

The middle-aged man's hands wrapped in his bibs were exerting force with each other, and his veins were bulging, but he smiled reluctantly, "Forgive others if you have to. This is not a big deal, otherwise let's forget it. The clothes are dirty, I'll help you wash them."

"Wash?" the young man looked contemptuous, "Do you know how expensive this dress is? The limited edition clothes are not something you can wash. I think you want to help them sincerely, so that's it. Come and help them make up for the ticket fee for going out."

After saying that, the other four sitting stood up, crossed their hands in front of their chests, and blocked the door with a look of watching the show.

"This, this" the middle-aged man sighed while sighing while glading his children so sensible, "Isn't five bowls of wontons enough?"

"Five Bowls? He said that five Bowls can buy the clothes on me." The young man turned around and looked at his companion, and the group laughed sarcastically.

"Hahaha, the local bun, I'm afraid he thought this was a street stall product."

"That's right, even if you give us this broken stall, I'm afraid it's more than that."

"Have this poor man never seen hundreds of clothes in his life? Is it too difficult for us to make a little more for him?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The middle-aged man continued to swallow his anger, "How much does it cost to send it to a dry cleaner for washing?"

He thought the young man thought he was dirty, so he naively thought that he could solve the problem by just taking it to a dry cleaner to wash it.

"I'll wash it, believe it or not, I'll ask someone to wash your store." The young man took back his smile and said fiercely, "You'll hear it clearly. It's not washing, it's the original compensation, the compensation!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll compensate."

After saying that, he turned around and opened the locked drawer. After hesitating for a few seconds, he took out a few red bills.

"Give."

The young man smiled again, "Okay, you're the way."

The middle-aged man breathed heavily as if he was relieved.

"Slow down!"

The middle-aged man who only vomited half of his breath and was almost choked changed his face. He felt that his words would definitely be unbearable for him.

Sure enough, I saw the young man wearing white powder and lipstick on his lips, like the face of an actor on the stage, and said ferociously, "This is just food money. You still have money for clothes and mental loss."

"Hahaha, Mr. Chen is powerful and can make you think of mental loss. It's amazing!"

"That's right, no one can leave today without giving money."

No matter how winds east, west, south and north, I still scoop up the wontons with a spoon, put them in front of my lips and blow them cold, and then swallowed them gently, "It seems that some people have to put some seasonings that I don't like in my bowl of wontons that I have eaten for nearly seven years."

"Mr. Chen, is that young man calling us a seasoning?"

One sentence embarrassing the two of them.

The young man called Chen Shao turned around and scolded, "Shut up your mouth, no one thinks you are a mute if you don't speak!"

Sun Yaosheng had the three words "little white face" echoed in his mind. He was very surprised that how blind a person was, he would stand in front of a person who wanted to apply three pounds of powder, accusing himself of being a little white face.

However, this also made Sun Yaosheng add another contribution to this blind brother.

Ignoring those five peers who seemed not good, Sun Yaosheng asked Zong Kai, who had been working hard, "Brother Kai, are you full?"

With a "sniff", Zong Kai, who sucked the soup and swallowed the last wonton in the bowl, once again made a full burp with a charm, "Well, it's almost 80%."

After taking a look at the five bowls next to him, Sun Yaosheng counted the five people in front of him who blocked his view, and said, "Well, it just happened to meet."

"Since you are full, do you have to find some work to do and digest it so that you won't have enough food to accumulate, and you won't be able to sleep well at night if you have to worry about it."

After hearing what Sun Yaosheng said, Zong Kai, who can eat, sleep and loves to eat, and loves to sleep, suddenly became energetic. "No wonder every time I finish my health, I eat something casually at night, and it's difficult for me to sleep well at night. It turns out that the reason is this."

Sun Yaosheng instinctively ignored Zong Kai's snoring of lightning and thunder as soon as he touched the pillow, "Although the five behind you are not even accompaniment, and it is not enough to watch, I think it is OK to promote digestion."

After eating for so long, Zong Kai is not a deaf person. He just treats human nature and worldly affairs, and he always feels that he can recognize the pearls with wise eyes. Therefore, even though he is full of anger, his heart filled with kindness is about to explode. Sun Yaosheng didn't say anything, but he honestly continued to be a foodie with six pure abilities, not even asking.

But now, when Sun Yaosheng's hint was so obvious, Zong Kai's smile after eating was even brighter.

"Then you wait a moment, and I'll go."

Zong Kai, who pinched his fingers and stood up, slowly turned over.

When the five young men saw Zong Kai standing up and about to hit the hanging light bulb, they felt a little bad. But when Zong Kai slowly turned around and saw that the thin sweatshirt could not cover the muscles, someone began to slowly retreat.

This is a fat man who is imagining that he is of a huge size but is actually useless. This is just a punch that can kill ten human-shaped tanks.

The five young men swallowed a saliva at the same time and couldn't help but move backwards.

The arrogant and domineering young man at the beginning, at this time, in order to maintain the boss's demeanor, he insisted on saying, "Well, if you have something to say, it is illegal for a gentleman to speak and beat people at will. Don't do anything randomly."

Looking at Chen Shao who was incoherent, Zong Kai, who looked down at him, asked with murderous aura, "Sage, what should you do?"

Sun Yaosheng sucked the delicious soup, "Aren't their clothes dirty? Take them off and wash them. I saw a bucket of water that had a washing effect at a glance, throw it in, and let them pick it up and put it on."

Everyone followed Sun Yaosheng's guidance and saw an iron bucket filled with stench of residual food.

In an instant, the five people retching.

After being disgusted, Chen Shao sadly discovered that the four companions behind him had run away without a trace.

Sun Yaosheng was happy when he saw it, "No, it's worthy of being the boss. It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin."

Chen Shao had ten thousand words in his mind - he didn't know whether to speak or not.

"I just have my legs weak and I can't run anymore! I'm willing to show off my power. Whoever likes to be this boss, I want to go home, mom, I want to go home!"

On the way back, Sun Yaosheng stopped the taxi halfway.

"Sorry, Master, I'll go down to buy something and come back soon. The time I've been delayed is also counted as travel expenses."

"Go, be careful on the way. This is my last train, so I'm not in a hurry."

When Sun Yaosheng came back, he looked at his bags carrying them into the car, Zhu Xiaofei asked inexplicably, "Did you not eat enough just now? Why are you buying so many osmanthus cakes?"

Sun Yaosheng smiled mysteriously, "You will know later."

After getting off the bus, under the thoughtful persuasion of the taxi driver, Sun Yaosheng and the other two had no choice but to swear repeatedly that they would never stay outside at night in the future. This made the satisfied taxi disappear into the vast night.

"There are still good people in the world." Zhu Xiaofei said with emotion as he looked at the red taillight turning around.

But Sun Yaosheng did not give him the opportunity to continue to take advantage of the issue, "Not long ago, I seemed to have heard the saying "The world is as dark as a crow in the world."

Zhu Xiaofei first glared at Sun Yaosheng, who disturbed his feelings about the emotional state, then stretched out, "I'm tired, go back to take a shower and go to bed."

———

Since the last time he came back from the Wuzhan Center, Yu Bin has become unwilling to eat and not thinking about food, and he has become moody, making people dare not get close to him easily.

"You actually flirt with each other, talking and laughing?"

Early in the morning, Yu Bin sat on the ground in a rockery at the school. The sides of his side were filled with wine cans that were either empty or not yet opened. However, those cans that had been drunk were almost all shaped by brute force, without exception.

"I thought you were arrogant and had no eyes! I was hateful that I tried hard for you regardless of everything, but ended up playing the piano against a cow. A wasteful thing that is not only good-looking but also useless, can he compare with me and what is the point!"

After talking crazy, the wine in his hand was tilted and then slurped.

"Click."

After the swelling wine can was pinched so that it could not be found back to its original form, Yu Bin threw it away.

Yu Bin, who drank several cans of wine alone, thought that there would be no eye-opener coming to disturb him, but he never thought that before the next can of pull-up ring was opened, a panting sound came over.

As the president of the student union of the journalism department, Yu Bin is completely free to do whatever he wants if he doesn't attend classes. The usual attendance discipline is placed in his drawer. The teachers turned a blind eye to the face of the vice principal. After reporting, those students who adhered to the principle of "powerfulness and powerlessness" not only did not wait for a just trial, but instead ended up being flirting with themselves. After Yu Bin took revenge afterwards. It was obvious that the middle of the first row was eye-catching, and everyone became blind.

After being arrogant for a year and a half, Yu Bin was also very curious about who this young man who was not afraid of death was.

"President!"

Yu Bin has many titles. He can only follow his butt and act like a scene. The followers who are not far away or close to each other. The classmates who are in awe of him call him the chairman. And this "president" is only the members he recruited by the game club.

Recently, this voice has been ringing in his ears, and it is full of trivial matters. Even if a member who has just been recruited does not abide by the rules, he should ask himself whether he should close the door and beat it and kick it out first. Yu Bin had the urge to walk this process on him first.

"Shi Haitao, are you a bee? Can you stop wandering around me all day long if you have anything to do or not?"

Shi Haitao, that day, helped Yu Bin to find out why Xu Han appeared in the Wushen Center. With his face proportional to his height, Yu Bin had already chosen the vice president of the game club, and for the sake of his poor ability to do things, he helped him to take the lead.

You can't say that Shi Haitao is really worthy of the four words "use the best of everything" in his position as vice president. Less than a week after the new club was established, when Yu Bin became the boss, Shi Haitao made the application form of the entire club in short supply with his own efforts. Although Yu Bin's golden sign was standing there, the entire club's journalism department only accounted for less than 30% of the students. The other departments did not care about the identity of the president of the Journalism Department Student Union. It was just for Shi Haitao's clever tongue and could speak as great as serving the motherland.

Just imagine, which passionate man has no ideal to win glory for his country, and which aspiring young man has no desire to sing the national anthem in front of millions of people wearing the national flag.
Chapter completed!