The young man with the black mole was foaming at the mouth as he suddenly noticed the commotion around him. He turned his head and saw the fat man bringing someone in.
"What do these people do?" The young man with the black mole asked strangely. "Who knows, but they look like they have a lot of background." Several people at the same table shook their heads.
Just as a few people were talking, Zhao Xingji glanced around and found where they were. He strode towards them. Twenty or thirty people came in thick and dark, making the food stall, which was not spacious, even more crowded.
Get crowded.
Zhao Xingji stopped one meter in front of the young man with black mole, stared at him with a sinister gaze, and raised the corner of his lips with a sarcastic arc. "This big...brother, you...what are you doing, is...is it...
You got the wrong person." The young man with black mole looked at Zhao Xingji in horror and stammered. He was so frightened that he couldn't even speak, and he was not as eloquent as before.
"You are a speedster, right?" Zhao Xingji looked at the young man with black mole condescendingly and said. "Yes, yes!" Although the young man with black mole didn't know why, he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest when Zhao Xingji asked questions. He was so busy.
The nod should be.
"Yesterday you snatched a girl's bag and caused her to fall down and get injured. Isn't that wrong?" Zhao Xingji continued to ask. As soon as he said these words, the face of the young man with black moles changed wildly, his two buttocks were trembling, and his body was not working anymore.
He started to tremble uncontrollably, not knowing that he was in trouble.
"Brother, no, uncle, misunderstanding, I didn't know she was your friend." The young man with black mole said in fear. "So it's really you." Zhao Xingji smiled, originally
His small eyes narrowed. "Yes, but..." The young man with the black mole said with a sad face. Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a black shadow flash in front of him. He instinctively wanted to dodge, but he couldn't do it in time. He only felt his scalp.
Painful, his head hit the table hard, a spinning feeling came over him, and he was immediately stunned.
Bang!
The head of the young man with black mole hit the table, making a loud noise. The bowls, chopsticks and dishes on the table bounced into the air under the influence of this shock, and then fell back down under the influence of gravity, making endless clattering sounds.
As soon as Zhao Xingji loosened his grip, the young man with black mole fell to the ground limply like a dead dog, and bright red blood spurted out from his forehead, like a faucet that was not turned off tightly.
When the black-mole young man's tablemates saw this, their eyes almost popped out of their eyes. They jumped away one after another and were about to avoid it from a distance, but were pushed back to their original position by the people brought by Zhao Xingji.
"Uncle, please spare my life!" The group of people begged repeatedly. The young man with black mole even knelt down on the ground and kept kowtowing to beg for mercy. Shocked by Zhao Xingji's thunderous methods, he was left in awe. "Which hand snatched it?
Bag?" Zhao Xingji asked. "This... this one." The young man with black mole raised his left hand tremblingly.
"Put it on the table!" Zhao Xingji shouted. "Uncle, please forgive me. I will never dare to do it again. Please go around me this time." The young man with black mole begged. "Don't stretch it out, right?" Zhao
Xingji curled his lips, turned around and left, saying coldly, "Drag him out and sink him to the bottom of the river to feed the fish!"
"No...I stretch, I stretch..." After hearing this, the young man with the black mole took a deep breath and said hurriedly when he saw the two people surrounding him. He quickly put his palms on the table for fear that he would
If you slow down for even half a minute, you will be dragged out to feed the fish.
boom!
A wine bottle was smashed down hard, blood splattered everywhere, the young man with the black mole wailed, and his palms instantly became bloody.
