Xia Boshan and the tall young man waited in the corridor next to the door of Wu Yanmei's house for more than ten minutes, and then saw a young man with a tall figure and handsome features coming to Wu Yanmei's door.
"Coming!"
Xia Boshan threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground and crushed it out. He glanced at his younger brother, and then they both walked towards the young man.
"Brother, do you have a lighter with you? Lend me a fire."
Xia Boshan took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to Yang Mu, and said with a smile.
"Okay, it's just a small matter."
Yang Mu smiled, did not take the other person's cigarette, and reached for the lighter in his pocket.
He used to work in a bar, so it would be nonsense to say that he did not smoke or drink at all. However, except when necessary at work, he rarely smoked on weekdays.
The lighter in my pocket is not for myself, but for the guests. Although I no longer work in the bar, my old habit is still retained.
Before Yang Mu could take out the lighter, he felt something sharp pressing against his back.
His expression darkened, and he turned his head and looked behind him.
"Don't move! Be obedient, or I will let you see blood. If a delicate-skinned pretty boy like you is stabbed, I'm afraid not only will you bleed, but you will also pee and pee."
The tall young man stood behind Yang Mu, holding a knife in his hand and smiling evilly in a low voice.
"It seems that you are not here to borrow fire."
Yang Mu looked at Xia Boshan.
Xia Boshan smiled and pondered: "That's good. Being held against a sharp knife, you can still calmly judge that I am the one who is talking. You are bold and careful, and with this appearance, no wonder Wu Yanmei would like you.
It's a pity that she doesn't know that when a woman is looking for a man, she must find a capable man, otherwise, let alone protecting her, she won't even be able to protect herself."
The tall young man chuckled and said: "Boss is right, those who are capable are the ones who protect the flowers. Those who are incompetent, like this pretty boy, are just a piece of shit."
Yang Mu knew for sure that these two guys were causing trouble for him, obviously because of Sister Mei.
"Thank you for your compliments!"
Yang Mu reached out and touched his face, and said narcissistically, "I come into contact with a lot of handsome guys and beauties on weekdays. I thought I was just good-looking. I didn't expect that for an ugly guy like you, I turned out to be
A first-class handsome guy, a pretty boy?"
The tall young man said angrily: "Who are you calling ugly! Damn, do you believe I will kill you?"
"Shut up! What are you yelling about? Are you afraid that no one will notice?"
Xia Boshan scolded the tall young man in a low voice and said pitifully to Yang Mu:
"You are very talented, but you don't know how to live or die, which is not an advantage. If you don't want to go in and out with red knives, just come with us. Let's find a place where no one is around and have a good chat."
The tall young man held the knife in his hand with a little more force, his eyes filled with threats.
Yang Mu turned his head and looked not far away. The door of the house was opened, and a little girl of five or six years old was looking here with doubts and fear.
He smiled at the little girl, telling her not to be afraid, and said with a faint smile:
"Wherever you want to go and have a good chat, you just lead the way."
"You must be honest!"
The tall young man sneered proudly, pushed Yang Mu, and followed Xia Boshan. Soon, he came to a small, deserted room.
Instructing his subordinates to close the door, Xia Boshan lit a cigarette for himself and sat down on the chair next to him.
He had clearly said just now that he wanted to chat with Yang Mu, but now he had no intention of taking the initiative to speak. He looked at Yang Mu as if he was looking at his own meal.
Immediately, he sneered and looked away.
"Boy, you know, we have a habit before talking to people."
The tall young man twisted his neck, making a cracking sound, and laughed ferociously, "Then give him a good beating first, beat him until the other person begs for mercy, and then have a good chat with him! This will save a lot of time."
"A beating first? This is an era of rule of law. Don't you think this is a bit too barbaric?"
Yang Mu looked surprised, "According to your behavior, if I am better than you, wouldn't I be able to beat you up first, and then ask carefully, why are you looking for me?"
"Huh! I'm so savage, what can you do to me? If you want to beat me up first, you should give it a try."
The tall young man said, took a step forward, and punched Yang Mu in the abdomen.
His movements were very fast, and he had quite a bit of posture. He had obviously practiced it, but that was only compared to ordinary people. Not to mention compared to Yang Mu, he was an ancient warrior who only had some superficial knowledge and had no formal entry.
He is much stronger than this tall young man.
boom!
The muffled sound of fists clashing reached Xia Boshan's ears.
Xia Boshan took a puff of his cigarette and looked out the window. He was not interested in watching his little brother beating someone.
He looked at the scenery outside the window, raised the corners of his mouth, and whispered to himself:
"With Wu Yanmei's current status, is there any special reason why she would live in such an old community? She seems to be very different from ordinary women, but so what, soon she will belong to
I.
I am different from ordinary people and destined to stand at the top of the social pyramid. She is my woman, so naturally she will not be an ordinary woman!"
As he spoke, Xia Boshan smiled excitedly and was high-spirited.
In his eyes, ordinary women are simply not worthy of him. Now that he has met Wu Yanmei, it is a fate specially arranged by God for him.
"The reason why Sister Mei doesn't move is actually for no other reason than that she is nostalgic and doesn't have high requirements for material life. As for saying that she is your woman, it's not even night yet, so you can't wait to dream.
?”
Yang Mu's voice rang in Xia Boshan's ears.
Xia Boshan was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. His hair stood on end. He jumped up from the chair. He turned around and looked behind him. He saw his little brother covering his abdomen and falling to the ground twitching. His lower body was filthy and filled with a foul smell.
.
He reacted very quickly, and after a brief moment of shock, he struck Yang Mu next to him with a long fist.
As a result, Yang Mu easily caught him and punched him in the abdomen.
"vomit--!"
Xia Boshan felt as if the world was upside down, he was dizzy, and he was about to vomit out what he had eaten for lunch. However, after Yang Mu punched him, he grabbed his chin at an alarming speed, preventing him from opening his mouth at all.
Now, he finally understood why he didn't hear any screams just now.
"Let's give it a beating first. This is your style. To show my respect for you, I imitated it. Aren't you very touched?"
Yang Mu said with a smile, and whispered in his ear, "To be honest, I'm not satisfied. Why don't you lend me your body to play with, and I'll slowly crush the 206 bones in your body one by one. What do you think?
How about it?"
Xia Boshan felt a chill coming from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and his scalp was numb!