My words made several people stop in their tracks.
Everyone in the place looked at me.
"Master Hong, take them back to their seats!"
I said directly to Mr. Hong and the others.
As soon as the words came out, everyone was stunned.
It was obviously because of me that they were not afraid of the gunpoint and rushed forward to fight for their lives.
But I stopped them and wouldn't let them move again.
"I don't!"
There was a hint of stubbornness and anger on Xiaoduo's cute face.
Mr. Hong stepped forward and wanted to hold Xiaoduo's arm, but Xiaoduo swung him away.
"Stay away, don't touch me. I don't care about the sixth grade of junior high school. I just won't let them bully you..."
Bully?
I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
In Xiaoduo's world, she doesn't talk about right and wrong.
What she cares about is that she can't let the people she cares about get hurt at all.
"Xiaoduo, do you still remember what I said in the morning? We are walking in the arena, a dance with a blade, and a arena where the tip of the knife licks blood. We are not being bullied, but I am not good at studying in the sixth grade of junior high school. I must be willing
Accept defeat. Go back to your seat, okay?"
As soon as I said the words, Xiaoduoxiang's shoulders trembled slightly, and tears flowed down silently.
"But how could you lose? On the sixth day of the sixth grade, you shouldn't have lost!"
Along with tears, Xiaoduo choked and spoke.
Looking at Xiaoduo, my heart actually hurts.
But I still laughed and said slowly:
"Why can't I lose? I am not a god, and there is no god in this world. When I win, I can break other people's fingers and chop off other people's palms. If I lose, shouldn't I be punished by others? Xiaoduo
, I don’t want to be a joke to Lando Qianmen. Be obedient and go back. Okay?”
Xiaoduo stopped talking and just kept sobbing.
I shook my head towards Lao Hei and the others.
I saw Lao Hei gritting his teeth, holding up the chair with both hands, and smashed it to the ground with a bang.
The mute's face was also flushed with anger. He pointed his homemade sickle at Ye Ha and said in a stuttering voice:
"Give it, wait for me. I will, I will do it, I will do it to you!"
Everyone returned to their seats.
And I looked at Mr. Ha and said:
"Ha Ye, continue!"
Ha Ye sneered twice, looked at the angry people, and said:
"We are even now. You fucked me, and I returned it. It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies, so forget it. We will still be friends from now on!"
This is Ha Ye, whose ability to adapt to the changing circumstances is first-rate.
"If you don't come, I will!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Hao suddenly stood up in the audience.
He walked quickly to Mr. Ha and reached out to take the ashtray from Mr. Ha's hand.
After weighing it a few times, he sneered at me and said:
"Kwantung, you were messed up by that bullshit village chief last time. Do we have to make a calculation today..."
"Can!"
Carrying the ashtray, Ahao walked up to me.
I saw him glare, hold up the ashtray, and hit me on the head.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and my body couldn't help but tremble.
His blow was much heavier than Ha Ye's.
I could clearly feel a stream of warmth slowly flowing down from my head.
To the forehead, cheeks, and mouth.
I licked it gently, it was slightly salty and had a hint of rust.
"The sixth day of the lunar month!"
Xiaoduo's heartbreaking shouts came from the audience area again.
With a cry in her voice, she shouted to me:
"Fight back, fight back!"
I couldn't help but laugh. Although I couldn't see my own expression, I could guess that my smile must be very ferocious.
"continue!"
I said again to Ahao.
Ahao also sneered, raised the ashtray, and smashed it down at me again.
This time, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
With a muffled sound, my whole body tilted backward.
If it weren't for the gambling table, I would have fallen to the ground at this moment.
But Ah Hao had no intention of stopping, he held the ashtray high again.
"stop!"
Then I heard a loud female voice coming from behind the box screen.
As soon as this voice came out, everyone looked towards the box.
The graceful figure loomed behind the screen.
"Li Boqian, a man was beaten to death, do you still want the money?"
Li Boqian glanced at Uncle Huang, and when he saw that Uncle Huang had no reaction, he said with a smile:
"Mrs. Huang is right, money is the main thing!"
As he spoke, he looked at his watch and said slowly:
"There are five hours and thirty-one minutes left. If you don't have enough money, it won't be as simple as just hitting you a few times. It will require your hands!"
I closed my eyes and didn't answer Li Boqian's words.
Time passed by little by little, and Mr. Hong kept calling.
But the result is the same as before, it can't be opened at all.
I didn't call anyone anymore, I just sat in my seat and kept smoking.
After an unknown amount of time, neon signs began to flash on the road outside the window.
The city's nightlife begins quietly amid the lights.
At this time, there were many empty seats in the auditorium.
Many people couldn't hold on and had already left the venue.
Some people chose to stay in order to watch the fun.
"In the last five minutes, I don't have the money, so I want your hand!"
Li Boqian looked at the time and said directly to me.
I still didn't speak, and quietly looked out the window at the night.