The group of people on the opposite side were immediately stunned when they saw this, standing on the ground looking at each other.
After a while, they suddenly ran away and disappeared from Hongxia Street in the blink of an eye.
Sun Houhou looked at the scurrying figures with a black face. He never thought that a girl wearing high heels could run at the speed of a professional athlete!
"Hey, stop pretending, they've all run away." Sun Yaoxiang patted Lao Chentou on the chest.
Old Chen, who had been rolling his eyes and twitching, suddenly stopped, and even his crooked mouth and eyes disappeared.
Then he sat up straight from the chair, picked up the cattail leaf fan that fell on the ground and gently flapped it, saying: "Hey, these young people nowadays are so quick to hurt people. What age are we in, how can they be so reckless?
Woolen cloth?"
Sun Houhou chuckled, "Yes, they didn't arrive first. It's not good to offend anyone, but they offended the most difficult to deal with in Hongxia Street, Mr. Chen."
"Hehehe, those are all false names, false names!"
Sun Houhou rolled his eyes at Lao Chentou and walked to the fried chicken stand to drive away the flies flying around the frying pan.
"Hey, why isn't this fried chicken business booming? I think other restaurants are good too?"
"Others are all professional fried chicken restaurants, how can you, who is a half-way monk, actually set up a stall at the door and open a shop? The sanitary conditions are not up to par."
"Hey, Old Chentou, do you think those shops are very good? Out of sight is out of mind! Their chefs are not much better than mine. I show this clearly, isn't it more conscientious?
"
"Hey! Thief! Catch the thief!!"
At this moment, a young woman ran past the fried chicken stall, chasing the man in front of her.
When Sun Yaoxing saw this, he immediately picked up the frying pan for catching fried chicken, held the handle and quickly punched it twice in his hand, then grabbed a chicken leg from his side and threw it into the air, hitting the chicken leg with a home run gesture.
go out!
Snap!
The next moment, the chicken leg hit the robber on the back of the head without any bias, knocking him to the ground!
"Ouch! What! Who! Who threw the stone!"
Immediately afterwards, Sun Yaoxing came in front of him with a fence on his shoulders, a greasy and dirty apron, and a chef's hat on his head.
"Hey, what kind of blind thing dares to rob us on Hongxia Street?"
Snap!
I saw Monkey Sun pick up the fence and slap the man hard on the face.
The man didn't even have time to scream. His face was marked with circles of fence marks, and he immediately lay down on the ground.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you very much!" The girl came over and picked up the backpack on the ground, and bowed gratefully to Sun Yaoxing.
Sun Houhou turned his head and looked at the girl, and his serious expression suddenly burst into laughter, "It's okay, beauty! Hahaha! This is what I should do! If you want to thank me! Just
Get some fried chicken!”
After hearing this, the girl glanced at the fried chicken stand in front of the Wan Nian Wu Grocery Store, then lowered her head to look at the chicken leg that had knocked the robbing man to the ground, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Hahaha, is there any other choice?
?”
"No!" Sun Houhou said with a kind smile.
Five minutes later, the girl reluctantly left Hongxia Street holding a piece of fried chicken from Magnum House.
"Look! As long as you persist! Business can still be done! Isn't the first fried chicken sold now?" Sun Houhou raised a fifty-yuan bill in front of Old Chen and waved it.
Old Chentou didn't even look at it, he fanned his cattail leaf fan and said: "If you want to have a large crowd, then have dozens of robbers everywhere every day."
"Tch, you are jealous."
I saw Old Chen looking up at the blue sky, and suddenly sighed: "Hey, I don't know how Xiaolin is doing now. I haven't seen him in almost two months. School should be starting soon."
Sun Yaoxing sat down next to Old Chentou, and looked up at the sky above his head with him, "That kid is very good now, and he has grown a lot compared to before. When he comes back, huh! He will definitely scare you.
One jump."
"Hehehe, it's great to be young. It would be great if I could go back to that age."
"Come on, you will still be a bad boy even if you go back to that age."
No matter what happens in the world, Hongxia Street seems to have never changed.
Even though large-scale violence occurred, after a period of time, the place remained the same as before.
The news about Weslin's participation in the Italian International Robot Competition quickly spread through the circle of friends in the neighborhood.
Now, Weslin's mother Lucy Liu has transformed into a star mom in the eyes of her neighbors.
Recently, countless people came to him to play mahjong and deliberately gave money to marry their relatives.
I guess Weslin will definitely be shocked when he comes back.
At seven o'clock in the night, after Lucy Liu sent away her last friend, she sat alone on the sofa, picked up the cigarette case on the table and lit a cigarette.
The spicy smoke was gently inhaled into her mouth, and then slowly spit out. The mature woman's posture was not seen by others, which was a real loss.
The next moment, she turned on the TV, switched to a certain video platform, and opened the replay video of the fighting robot competition.
In the video, Weslin's face soon appeared on the screen.
Lucy Liu had no intention of looking at those robots, but quietly watched her son on the TV.
"He's so handsome, like a work of art. It's all because of my genes."
After smoking a cigarette, Lucy Liu turned and went upstairs to Weslin's room.
Then she opened the door gently, and the neat room was spotless.
Although Weslin has not been back for more than a month, Lucy Liu still tidies the room every day.
She walked into the room and looked down at the photo on the bedside table that she had found when she was young, holding six-year-old Weslin.
At that time, Weslin was still a short boy with a childish face, but when Lucy Liu came back from Italy, she felt that her son had changed beyond his imagination.
And unknowingly, as Weslin grew up, Lucy Liu's age also increased, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart.
"Hey... time is like a carving knife, it will always change our appearance inadvertently. God, if you are wise, you can carve my son better and better, otherwise I won't give you a stick of incense.
.”
"By the way, this heartless boy will be back soon."
"Ah!"
Weslin suddenly sneezed and almost spit out his nose.