Yan Zhengxiong was in trouble. Brother Tao owed someone 30,000 yuan. His monthly payment was only a few hundred yuan, which was not enough to spend. How could he have any savings to repay his debt? Helpless, he could only say in embarrassment: "This...
…I don’t have any money either…”
The young man holding a stick on the opposite side scolded: "You can't help him pay back the money. Why are you here? Get out of here..."
Yan Zhengxiong did not dare to be harsh with others, so he could only plead: "Brother, please be accommodating. Let him go first, and we will collect the money and return it to you in two days..."
"No." The young man interrupted him very rudely and said, "If he doesn't pay back the 30,000 yuan today, he will be beaten to death." After saying this, he raised the stick in his hand again.
Zhao Haitao turned pale with fright, crying for his father and mother and shouting: "Brother, don't...don't hit me...I was wrong..."
Not far away, the Yan family couple and Hou Xiaoqiang were a little frightened when they saw this scene. These people are too cruel. It is true that they owe you money, but there is no need to kill people!
Ximenlang suddenly said: "He Fei, what's wrong?" He stepped forward.
The five people holding the stick looked over, including He Fei, who raised the stick high to swing it down. After seeing Ximen Lang, he hurriedly lowered the stick. The five people bowed in unison and shouted: "Brother Lang...
…”
At this time, the three members of the Yan family and Hou Xiaoqiang were all shocked. Why are those guys who seem to be unsociable so respectful to this boy?
Ximenlang waved his hand and said: "Okay, no need to be so polite. What on earth is going on? It's such a chaos."
He Fei said: "Brother Lang, it's like this. After this kid lost money in our video game city, he went to the front desk and said that someone would send him money in a while. He paid him 30,000 yuan in advance. Who knows, when he gets the money?
He lost everything, and the person who sent the money didn't come over. He was obviously lying, so the brothers taught him a lesson and asked him to pay back the debt quickly."
Ximenlang nodded and said: "So that's what happened. Then he deserves to be beaten. You go ahead. Just don't beat him to death. Beat him up. If that doesn't work, send him to the headquarters and lock him up. When will you pay back the money?"
It’s time to release it.”
He Fei promised: "I know." He waved his hand and shouted: "Brothers, beat this bastard hard..."
Yan Zhengxiong hurriedly stood in front of Zhao Haitao and said anxiously: "Wait...wait a moment first..."
He Fei said impatiently: "Wait a minute, get out of here, or I'll beat you up too..."
"Don't bother me... please don't..." Yan Zhengxiong looked at Ximen Lang as if asking for help. He had a vague feeling in his heart that the other party was a giant dragon hidden in the shallow water bay, and it was about to gradually surface.
.
Ximen Lang ordered: "Wait a moment."
The five horse boys stopped moving and gathered around, waiting for the boss's instructions.
Seeing that their son was about to wade into the muddy water, the Yan family couple hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and pulled Yan Zhengxiong back.
"Zhengxiong, please don't worry about this..."
"Son, listen to mom and go home quickly. Don't join in when others are fighting..."
Not to mention that Yan Zhengxiong was a rough guy at home, almost like a demon king, but outside he was very particular about treating his friends and was quite righteous. He loudly broke away from his parents' pull and shouted: "You all get up, the one who is getting beaten is my boss.
,I can’t ignore..."
The Yan family couple were thrown back by their almost crazy son, almost falling down, and looked over in stunned silence.
Ximenlang laughed dumbly and said: "Who are you going to be bad with, but with such a good-for-nothing boss?"
Yan Zhengxiong blurted out: "You can't control it..."
This sentence made the five people behind Ximen Lang extremely angry. They all raised the sticks in their hands and threatened: "You brat, why are you talking to Brother Lang?"
"Are you tired of living?"
"Believe it or not, I will let you disappear from Heshuo today..."
Yan Zhengxiong suddenly realized that the other person was definitely not the vegetable seller as his parents said. He was probably the idol that had always existed in his mind. He stuttered and said: "Yes...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
Ximen Lang smiled and told his subordinates: "No need to do this, he is my buddy, you can say whatever you want."
As soon as they heard that they were the boss's buddies, He Fei and others gave up and put down the sticks in their hands. It was obvious that these were brave and ruthless people. If they disagreed, they would hit the opponent's head with a stick and make blood flow.
Yan Zhengxiong stared at this young boy with doubtful eyes, and asked in a trembling voice: "They all call you Brother Lang, are you the boss of the Julang Gang?"
He Fei said disdainfully: "There are many strange things out there. Looking at the whole Heshuo, who is qualified to be called Brother Lang? Of course it is our boss."
"Ah...it's really you..." Yan Zhengxiong was extremely excited. He took a step forward and held the other person's hand tightly, and said excitedly: "Idol, I have always guessed what you look like. I didn't expect...right now...
I don’t even know anyone around me... Brother Lang, I admire you so much..."
Ximen Lang sighed in his heart, brother, even if I am an idol, there is no need to be so exaggerated! He shook his arm to break away from Yan Zhengxiong's hand that would not let go, and said: "No, I am just an ordinary person, there is nothing for you to do
Worshiped.”
The Yan family and his wife were a little confused. What was going on with their son? He seemed to be mentally disturbed. When did that boy become his idol again?
He Fei glanced at Zhao Haitao, who was sitting on the ground panting, and asked: "Brother Lang, how should we deal with this stinky scoundrel?"
Zhao Haitao trembled with fright, fearing that he would be beaten again, so he reached out and tugged Yan Zhengxiong's trousers, and whispered: "Big Bear, help me quickly..."
Yan Zhengxiong said hurriedly: "Brother Lang, for the sake of my sister, please give me Da Xiong some face. Don't make things difficult for him anymore. Let him go?"
Ximen Lang said cheerfully: "Well, for your sake, I will let him go, but if there is a next time, I will never be polite."
Yan Zhengxiong said in surprise: "Thank you very much, thank you Brother Lang."
Zhao Haitao was even more overjoyed. He had thought that he would be stripped of his skin if he made such a mistake, but he didn't expect that he would end the matter with just a beating. He stood up, saluted repeatedly, and said: "Thank you very much."
Mr. Lang has a lot, don’t worry, there will never be a next time, even if you lend me some courage, I won’t dare to do it again.”
Ximen Lang waved his hand, and there was a sense of majesty in his voice. "Go away quickly, don't let me see you again."
"Yes, yes, I'll leave right away." Zhao Haitao turned around, patted Yan Zhengxiong's shoulder, and said gratefully: "Big Xiong, remember, I owe you a favor, and I will definitely replace it in the future." After saying this, he