Saving people was an act he did out of his heart. There was no need to accept a salary, and he was not short of money.
"Brother, how about this? How about I introduce you a job with a monthly salary of five thousand?" the little boy's father said again.
He had to repay this life-saving grace no matter what. After all, he saved his only son.
"You misunderstood, I am not a beggar."
Xia Xiaoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He touched the little boy's hair, his eyes were gentle, and he said with a smile: "Watch the child, the road is not a place for children to play."
After the voice fell, he ignored the child's parents and turned around to leave, heading towards the beef noodle restaurant.
He beat Yasang and others away, but the matter must not have been resolved yet. If Yasang and others took revenge after he left, wouldn't his actions have harmed them?
How could Xia Xiaoyu forget the kindness of a bowl of noodles?
"Good man, if it weren't for him, that child would be dead!"
"Do good deeds without leaving a name or seeking retribution. I have never seen such a noble person."
"It's stupid and pretentious. If it were me, I would promise him a salary of five thousand yuan a month. What a fool."
Behind Xia Xiaoyu, many people were talking, and the little boy's parents looked at Xia Xiaoyu with great gratitude.
In this kind of materialistic society, giving kindness without expecting anything in return is definitely a rare kind of good person.
At the door of the beef noodle restaurant, Chen Yuquan stopped Xia Xiaoyu.
"Do you still want to fight?"
Xia Xiaoyu's face turned cold.
Being attacked for no reason or kicked for no reason would make even a Buddha unhappy.
If Xia Xiaoyu hadn't thought that the other party was his master's grandnephew, he would have beaten him down long ago.
"No fight."
However, to Xia Xiaoyu's surprise, Chen Yuquan stood still and asked: "Although I know how you learned your kung fu, you are not a bad person. However, you have to tell me clearly about the matter. Let's talk inside?"
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After speaking, he pointed to the beef noodle restaurant, and regardless of whether Xia Xiaoyu agreed or not, he took his backpack and walked in.
"Boss, please have two big bowls of beef noodles."
People who are willing to save others despite being kicked by themselves are not bad people.
But he wanted to find out why Xia Xiaoyu knew the martial arts of the Chen family.
Xia Xiaoyu also walked in and sat down in front of Chen Yuquan, "What do you want to know?"
Chen Yuquan stared at Xia Xiaoyu and asked: "Is it really my great grandfather Chen Yunhe who taught your kung fu?"
"That's right! Master taught me."
Xia Xiaoyu answered truthfully, waved his hand and said, "I have been with Master for more than ten years, and he taught me a lot of martial arts."
Chen Yuquan looked at Xia Xiaoyu's bright and firm eyes and frowned involuntarily.
He was very confused. Didn't grandpa say that the Chen family's martial arts should not be spread to outsiders?
Why would the great grandfather pass on martial arts to outsiders and even accept such a young apprentice?
At this time, Chen Yuquan had too many questions in his mind.
"Uncle, brother, your beef noodles."
At this time, the well-behaved Yaya put the beef noodles in front of the two of them and said: "Mom said, you helped us fight off the bad guys, we treat you to noodles, thank you."
After the voice fell, she ran into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Ding Xueqing looked at Xia Xiaoyu and Chen Yuquan with a forced smile.
"Your name is Xia Xiaoyu, right? Regardless of whether your identity is true or not, everything will become clear once you meet Grandpa. When we eat noodles, we can't be acquainted without fighting."
Chen Yuquan looked at Xia Xiaoyu, showed an apologetic smile, picked up the noodles, and started eating with big mouthfuls.
Xia Xiaoyu looked at each other, but couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
"Yasang, you said you were beaten by a beggar? You can't even beat a beggar, so what's the use of you! You're a bunch of trash!"
At this moment, in a building in the town, a young man was furious. He kicked Yasang hard, and then sat down angrily.
After adjusting his emotions, he made a phone call and said through gritted teeth: "Hello, Brother Shan? Help me deal with someone!"
But when he heard the words "Brother Shan", Yasang's face turned pale and his eyes were filled with fear.
Brother Shan!
This is an underground power figure who is famous for his ferocity in this town. If this person goes crazy, he will be very scary. I heard that he has killed people.
The most important thing is that this person is very powerful in martial arts. I heard that he is the illegitimate son of a big shot in a certain big family. If he offends him, it will be tantamount to offending that big family, and the consequences will be quite serious.
Brother Shan is a god-like existence in this town. Even a big shot like Mr. Mo would have to give the other party some respect and call him brother.
"Young Master Mo, I heard that you want to buy a few streets, can you take care of me?" Brother Shan's voice came over the phone.
Young Master Mo's expression suddenly changed.
Brother Shan's intention is obvious, he wants a piece of the pie.
"Brother Shan, tell me the lowest price directly!"
Young Master Mo tried his best to keep his tone calm.
"I want a street!" Brother Shan's voice was filled with greed.
"Damn it, the lion's mouth is wide open!"
Young Master Mo's expression was extremely gloomy, he covered the mouth of the phone and whispered coldly: "I'm afraid you'll die!"
A street is worth at least 100 million, but it costs so much just to help deal with one person. What is the difference between this and robbery?
Brother Shan completely violated Young Master Mo's bottom line and made him murderous.
"Since Brother Shan has spoken, why not give you a street?"
Young Master Mo remained friendly on the surface and said this with a smile, making people unable to feel his anger and murderous intent.
"Young Master Mo is Young Master Mo, so refreshing!"
Brother Shan was also excited on the other end of the phone and said, "Who is the person you want to deal with, and how do you want him to die?"
"That stinky bitch at the beef noodle restaurant found a man who knows kung fu from somewhere. I don't want to see him again. As for what to do, that's up to you, Brother Shan!" Young Master Mo said coldly.
He was determined to win the contract for the beef noodle restaurant, otherwise, he would not be able to get it on that street.
What's more, the owner of that store hit him with his car, and he still hasn't swallowed this feeling!
Therefore, he must acquire that store, preferably without paying a penny, and let out a fierce sigh of relief.
"Kung Fu? Hahaha... Dare to say you know kung fu in front of my brother Shan? You really don't know how to live or die!"
The black voice was very arrogant. He patted his chest on the other end of the phone and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Mo, I will take someone over right now to make him disappear!"
At this time, in the beef noodle restaurant, Chen Yuquan and Xia Xiaoyu were eating beef noodles and chatting.
The two of them have never known each other. Although there are still some misunderstandings that have not been clarified, it does not affect the mutual appreciation between the two.
And Xia Xiaoyu basically already knows the origin of Chen Yuquan.