Chapter 29 My heart is shaking, this is medical expenses
Brother Gui had a kitchen knife tied to a long rope. The kitchen knife he was holding on the long rope had whizzed out. The kitchen knife smacked along the left side of Scar's head and slapped his head. He suddenly lost his direction.
Sitting on the ground dizzy.
The most fatal blow came from the waiters in the hotel. Three or five of them rushed out, holding the pot lid in anger and hitting Scar with a shovel. Scar's life was instantly killed on the waiter's hand.
Pony Six carried a large bucket of stinking urine and threw it at the pursuer head-on. The attack was so fierce that the attackers were caught off guard. Their faces were wet with tears, and they vomited wildly. They all dodged.
Holding the urine high and chasing after it, the two of us had no time to help and threw bricks and tiles downwards.
Brother Gui made a trumpet shape with his hands and shouted: "Don't be afraid, we are coming!"
I had discovered them on the roof a long time ago. I threw tiles and shouted happily: "Brother Gui! You are all here."
That guy Miantang is really fucking like a master at this moment, sitting leisurely and contentedly, watching us and the enemy's onslaught as if watching a show.
The stinking urine was enough to make the Scar brothers think for a moment and decide to retreat, because the bosses were all dead and they lost their leader, leaving the group without a leader.
At this time, there was a sudden whistle "beep, beep, beep, beep, beep". It turned out to be the whistle of the police station. The rapid sound coupled with the rapid footsteps indicated that soon, a group of police officers were coming. This was a blackmail.
This is a situation that Black Scar and his gang are not facing, and it is not a situation that we are willing to face. The two parties who were fighting suddenly dispersed.
The street was calm for the time being. After the Scar brothers had finished sneaking away, Er Gouzi, the timidest one, dared to poke his head out from a pile of weeds. He smiled mysteriously. It turned out that the sound just now came from Er Gouzi. He
He has perfected his whistle skills. Of course, he learned from Na Miantang.
Na Miantang took my hand and came down from the roof, and he and Gui Ge gathered in front of the store. Na Miantang took out a wad of money from his arms, at least 500 yuan, and handed it to the shopkeeper behind the counter, saying
: "These are enough as damages."
The real store owner had already shrunk by half and was huddled under the counter. His teeth were chattering and he was speechless. He just nodded. At Na Miantang's insistence, the owner crawled over from the counter tremblingly, holding his head and trembling.
: "Da... Xia, that's enough. Thank you... for helping us get rid of the harm. You don't charge... money..."
I rushed over and counted the money, but there was only more and no less. It was long enough for the store owner to buy a batch of new goods and renovate the store. I quickly took out a 100-dollar card, put it into my pocket without hesitation, and said without shame: "It's really inappropriate."
I don’t know how expensive food, salt and rice are. If I’m injured, I have to pay for the injury.”
Na Miantang was puzzled: "Which one of you is injured?"
I pointed to my heart: "One hundred is the fee for being cheated. If you put on a show, my heart is not good and my heart is shaking. This is the medical expenses! If you are a brother, I will suffer a loss and receive less!"
Na Mianchang casually added another card to the shop owner, and quickly pulled me over, worried that I would be taking advantage of him again. He waved his hand proudly and led a group of orphans and bastards away.
If we want to vividly understand the meaning of a fox pretending to be a tiger, this is the scene right now. Niu Ba and his gang are following behind Na Mian Tang, and with the support of Brother Gui and me, these bastards are walking like a dragon and a tiger.
It was afternoon, and Jintang, I, Brother Gui and the bastard from the orphanage were standing on the street with nothing to do, trying to find ways to have fun.