Suddenly, everyone looked at him with surprise in their eyes.
Brother, what's going on here, do you still have the heart to eat steamed buns?
The waiter at the bun shop stayed where he was, not daring to move at all.
One of the three hooligans was standing next to him.
The little gangster has a knife on his waist...
If you get hit for a while, hey, just stand still.
"What about you, where are my steamed buns?" Lin Kun shouted to the waiter.
"Big, big brother..."
The waiter frowned, with an expression on his face that made him cry.
How hungry do you have to be to think about food at this time?
It's also possible...
It’s this kid who doesn’t understand Dong Ge’s origins at all. Three generations of Dong Ge’s ancestors have been knives. He is the most famous butcher in Caishikou. When it comes to Dong Ge’s generation, the knives in his hands begin not to be used for animals, but for people.
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When he was six years old, he dared to stab people with a knife. When he was nine years old, he almost committed a murder. At the age of thirteen, he chopped down all the four kings and eight kings in school...
Let’s not go into more details. All in all, this is a madman who kills people!
I messed with Brother Dong, hahaha, eating steamed buns? It’s almost enough to eat a decapitated meal.
"Boy, you are quite brave. Are you still thinking about eating steamed buns in front of our three brothers?" One of the short and stocky young men sneered and walked towards Lin Kun.
"You want to eat steamed buns? I have them here."
The short and stocky young man took a meat bun from the table nearby, threw it on the ground with a slap, and then rubbed it with the soles of his feet.
The buns were not flattened, but the white skin of the buns became dirty.
"Eat him, and I will spare you today. Otherwise, I will leave a finger."
The short, stocky young man was arrogant and authentic.
Everyone looked at Lin Kun, sympathy began to appear in their eyes, but it was better to eat the dirty buns on the ground than to break a finger.
"Pooh!"
Another little hooligan came over, spat on the buns, and said with a smile: "Why are you so anxious? I'll add more ingredients to him, otherwise he won't be full."
The sputum is yellow in color, which indicates that my throat has been inflamed recently.
"Hurry up and give it to me!"
The stocky little hooligan roared loudly.
Bang!
Lin Kun stood up, opened his hand and grabbed the head of the short gangster. The latter was directly pushed to the ground, and his mouth just happened to meet the bun on the ground.
Suddenly, everyone was confused.
Everyone only saw Lin Kun standing up, but they never expected that he would suddenly...
"How dare you..."
Another young hooligan roared loudly and reached for the dagger on his waist.
Bang!
Lin Kun stood up again, grabbed the little gangster with his other hand and pressed him down.
Click...
There was a sound of the front teeth breaking, and the mouth of the spitting gangster flattened the buns.
"Well..."
A scream was stuck in his throat, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth. (One Zero)
"Please eat steamed buns."
With a smile on his face, Lin Kun grabbed the heads of the two hooligans with both hands and smashed them to the ground in turn.
The buns had been smashed long ago, and the ground was stained red by the blood flowing from the mouths and noses of the two hooligans.
Everyone took a breath, no one expected this kid to be so fierce.
"You, wait..."
The last little hooligan standing in front of Peng Peng escaped from the bun shop.
I dropped a few words that were not nutritious and went back to fetch reinforcements.
"Young man, please leave quickly. Brother Dong will come later and you won't be able to leave."
"Then Brother Dong has a history of mental illness. It's not illegal to kill someone, so run away."
"Young man, even if you don't think about yourself, you still have to think about your girlfriend. Take the girl and leave. You can hide for a while."
…
Peng Peng looked over with tearful eyes, "Why are you meddling in other people's business?"
There was anger in his tone, but gratitude in his eyes.
"I'm not meddling in other people's business."
Lin Kun said with a smile: "I'm just hungry and want to eat steamed buns. If they don't eat steamed buns in the steamed bun shop, do they have to eat the dirt on the ground?"
Bang, bang...
The two hooligans, with blood spurting from their mouths and noses, were pressed heavily to the ground again.
The screams disappeared, and the two simply fainted.
"You should leave quickly. Brother Dong is here and you will be in trouble!" Na Pengpeng bit his lips and said.
She was worried about Lin Kun and didn't want to injure this uncle who had nothing to do with her.
"Leave? No one can leave!"
At the door, a group of people crowded in, led by a man with a shaved head but a huge scar on the right side of his head.
Brother Dong, whose full name is Jin Yaodong.
For three generations, his ancestors were butchers selling meat, but when he came to him, he switched to killing people with a knife.
Facts have proved that holding a knife to the meat on the chopping board is not as fast as grabbing a knife and charging someone for money.
Of course, the risks are not comparable, but he has a history of mental illness as a talisman, so he is not afraid of being caught and sentenced to death.
He is not afraid of death, but others are afraid of death, so others are particularly afraid of him.
There were more than twenty people following Jin Yaodong, and the small bun shop was filled with people in no time, surrounding Lin Kun and Peng Peng.
"Boy, why don't you kneel down when you see our Brother Dong!" A young hooligan stepped forward. It seemed that he had the final say around Jin Yaodong. He reached out and put his hand on Lin Kun's shoulder, trying to make Lin Kun kneel down.
Bang!
Lin Kun's eyes flashed with a stern look, he grabbed the little gangster's wrist and twisted it.
"ah!"
The little gangster suddenly let out a shrill scream, and his whole arm was severely twisted.
When the other hooligans saw this, they all pounced on him.
"Wait!"
Jin Yaodong raised his hand to stop him, glanced across Lin Kun's face, looked at Peng Peng, and suddenly smiled coldly, "It's you." (Zero One)
Jin Yaodong held a mobile phone in his hand, and in the mobile phone was a photo of "underground wanted".
In the eyes of the common people, he is a ruthless person on the road who cannot be offended.
But in the entire Sichuan City, he is just a little guy who is good at killing people.
An "underground arrest warrant" was issued, offering a reward of 50,000 yuan to find the woman in the photo.
"Dong, Brother Dong, I will find a way to pay back the money my brother owes you. There is a misunderstanding here today. I, I am willing to compensate for the medical expenses..."
Facing Jin Yaodong's gaze, Pengpeng instinctively stepped back.
"No, things are not that simple anymore, someone wants to see you."
Jin Yaodong said with a ferocious smile.
"Brother Dong, stop joking with me. I'm just an ordinary person. Who wants to see me? Please let me... let me go with him."
Na Pengpeng begged.
"Take the women away, the men..." Jin Yaodong glanced at Lin Kun, "Beat him disabled and throw him into the river. Whether he lives or dies depends on him." (To be continued)