"Braised pig's trotters? Those are for feeding pigs, right? Stuffed prawns in oil? Are they raised in smelly ditches? Boiled hairtail? Don't boil them in sizzling water!" The short boy was furious and stood.
He stood up and slammed the baseball bat in his hand against the table. The "boom" sound startled the obese proprietress. Seeing that the boss had taken action, several gangsters beside him stood up one after another and overturned the table.
On the ground, he used the baseball bat in his hand to overturn all the remaining seven or eight tables, and the bowls and chopsticks fell to the floor.
"You guys, please don't smash it... What are you doing... Don't you just want money? You can tell me how much I want." The thin boss ran out of the kitchen at this time and saw that his housework was in ruins.
He was knocked to the ground by this group of animals, and the porcelain bowl was shattered on the ground. He was extremely distressed and his face turned pale.
This damned ruffian doesn't want to let anyone live anymore!
"You can't buy abalone and lobster if you don't have them! Do you want me to teach you?" The short boy led a few gangsters to the skinny boss and the fat boss's wife, swung the baseball bat in his hand, and hit them hard.
He faced the pile of broken bowls on the ground and smashed them.
"Ah." Two middle-aged couples had never experienced such a threat. They were so frightened that they hugged each other, and the thin boss was completely enveloped by the fat boss's wife.
"Let's go buy it, let's go buy it, and you wait until I buy it and cook it for you, okay, okay." The fat boss lady held the thin boss in her arms, and suddenly felt a bit chivalrous, feeling that she needed to protect herself.
My skinny husband, otherwise he would have gained all his weight in vain.
"Go and buy it now? Hahaha, it's too late!" The short boy laughed loudly, swinging the baseball bat in his hand and about to hit the fat proprietress.
"Yeah." Seeing that the baseball bat was about to hit the landlady's fat back, the short boy found that the stick could no longer be swung, and held his own baseball bat with a big hand. The owner of the big hand was a tall man.
The boy with the head on his head was carrying several packed lunch boxes in his left hand.
"Who is your mother? Stop meddling in my own business, or I'll beat you up too!" Although I found that this boy was very strong, there were six people with him, and he was still holding a baseball bat in his hand. The short boy
Not feeling timid, several gangsters behind him also gathered around, wielding big sticks in their hands and were about to charge forward to attack, but were stopped by the short boy behind him.
Xiao Chen chuckled, raised his hand casually, snatched the baseball bat from the short boy's hand, and threw it behind him with a crisp "nail" sound.
"Fuck! Get rid of him with me!" Seeing that his beloved baseball bat was taken away and thrown away like garbage, the short boy didn't want to be polite before guests. He waved his little hand and several people behind him
The gangster wielded a baseball bat and struck at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen was holding the bag in one hand, dodging left and right. The skills of these gangsters were really average, and they had no strength or speed in their attacks. He dodged one person, and Xiao Chen hit him in the back with one kick, dodging a blow.
Wow, he hit him in the stomach with a fist. The five gangsters were not enough to watch. In just a few blinks, they all fell to the ground and screamed. Only the short boy was left in front of Xiao Chen.
Already.
"You, you, you..." Seeing the other party knocking all his cubs to the ground like in a martial arts TV show, without even pouring out the oil from the lunch box in his hand, the short boy was so shocked that he
I couldn't say anything. I saw the other person walking towards me, but I couldn't even take a step forward.
Is this man a god of death? Or is he someone who traveled from another world? Oh my god, why am I so unlucky? Even if I come to collect some protection money, I'll run into a jerk!
"Xiaochen, did you knock down these people?" The fat boss lady found that she was standing there with no arms or legs. She opened her eyes and saw all the arrogant gangsters fell to the ground.
He was letting out a shrill scream, he must have been seriously injured, but classmate Xiao Chen was holding a red bag with 5 lunch boxes and facing the gangster leader, and looking at the posture of the gangster leader
My son was already scared to death.
"Well, I solved it easily. It's okay now. You go ahead and clean up the tables and chairs on the floor." Xiao Chen nodded and said with a smile, "I still have a puppy that I haven't cleaned up yet. I'll clean it up after I finish it."
Let me help you clean it up together."
"Haha, you dare to touch me? I'm from the Canlang Gang! If you touch me, hey, our boss won't let you go!" Being called a "puppy" by Xiao Chen actually aroused the short boy.
With a hint of blood in his chest, he thought of his identity. He is also a small leader of the Canlang Gang. Who in Linghai City doesn't know the Canlang Gang, and who doesn't know Xu Dalang. If you want to touch someone from the Canlang Gang, you have to think carefully.
How many kilograms do I have?
"Ah! Puppy, are you raised by Canlang Gang?" Xiao Chen made a surprised expression.
"Of course I was raised by Can Lang's gang..." Halfway through his words, the short boy realized that this guy was still scolding him. He felt fierce and was about to rush forward. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen suddenly made a move.
The elastic leg bounced on my stomach, and my body drew a wonderful arc casually, and I also experienced the feeling of being an astronaut.
With a "boom", the short boy fell and rolled over on his back, blood boiling in his chest, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"Ah! Xiaochen, you are so awesome! You know magic skills, please teach me!" Seeing Xiao Chen kicking this gangster away with one kick, the fat boss lady excitedly pushed her thin husband out and went to
Xiao Chen came over here and wanted to hug Xiao Chen.
Seeing such a huge meat ball running out, Xiao Chen hurriedly took a few steps away and said with a sly smile, "Madam boss, you have to be calm, you have to be calm. If you want to practice such a magical skill, you have to be calm and take a deep breath."
"Uh, calm down, calm down." The landlady quickly imitated Xiao Chen's example and took a few deep breaths. She really found that her energy and blood flowed much smoother, and she became more courageous, and a gangster was right at her feet.
She kicked her in the butt. I don’t know if she did it on purpose, but she kicked it in the wrong place and hit the poor brother’s balls. The pain caused him to hold his pants and scream.
"Xiao Chen, I didn't expect that you are actually a good fighter." The thin boss also stood next to Xiao Chen at this time, but his expression was not as relaxed as his wife's. Instead, he was very solemn. Xiao Chen stood
Being next to him, I also understand what he is thinking.
The most terrifying thing about local gangsters is that they keep harassing you. They are like a piece of dog-skin plaster. Once it is stuck on, it cannot be removed. Even if it is removed, a layer of skin will still be peeled off.
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"Uncle, don't worry. I guarantee that they will never come to harass you again. Not only that, if anyone else comes to make trouble, they will come to protect you." Xiao Duo patted the thin boss's face.
Shoulder comforted him, took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Xu Yan, asking her to deal with it.
Xu Yan has now officially joined the Can Lang Gang. Her brother Xu Dalang is the gang leader. Naturally, her status will not be low. It will be easy to deal with these gangsters in their gang.