It’s past eleven o’clock in the night, Dongyang Internet Cafe in Shazhou County.
After Xi Dongyang handed over the Internet cafe work to his cousin Xi Yuehong, he went out and rode his motorcycle home.
He also has an elderly grandmother at home, and it is impossible for him to guard the Internet cafe 24 hours a day, so he has long invited his cousin Xi Yuehong to help him.
Anyway, after 12:30 every night, there are only a few overnight guests left in the Internet cafe. As long as Xi Yuehong locks the door, she can go upstairs and close the door to sleep. As long as she remembers to lock the door, she will be fine.
Besides, Xi Yuehong has gained a lot of weight in the past few years and has more freckles on her face. Those young people who stay overnight probably won't bother her.
Therefore, Xi Dongyang is very relieved.
Just tonight...
When his motorcycle drove to a side street near his home, he suddenly braked and stopped. His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked ahead.
At this time, this side street was deserted, with no moving vehicles or pedestrians. There was only a burly man standing in the center of the street in front of him.
In his hand was a watermelon knife about a foot long, which was slightly reflective under the dim light of street lights.
The burly man tilted his face slightly and looked coldly at Xi Dongyang, who had just arrived on a bicycle.
Because his back was facing the light of the streetlight, the big man's expression was shrouded in shadow. Xi Dongyang couldn't see clearly what the big man's expression was at this time from this angle.
But just from the man's size, Xi Dongyang recognized that this big man was Hou Jinbiao's bodyguard - Biaozi.
At this moment, in this situation, Biaozi stood alone in the middle of the street, holding a watermelon knife in his hand. He didn't look like he was waiting for someone to drink.
Xi Dongyang was silent for a moment, raised his chin slightly, and asked, "Are you waiting for me?"
Biaozi's expression was still shrouded in shadow. After hearing this, he just pointed at the black spots on the ground with the watermelon knife in his hand, "Get off the car! I have sprinkled a lot of caltrops here. If you want to ride over there,
, you will definitely get a flat tire, and don’t even think about turning around and running away. If you don’t fight with me today, don’t blame me for not following the rules and attacking your family.”
Playing in Dongyang is silent.
It has to be said that Biaozi's words successfully threatened him.
Just now, he really thought about riding his bike and rushing over, then turning around and riding his bike to leave.
Anyway, he was riding a motorcycle, so he could definitely escape.
His right hand had been broken by Zheng Qing before. Although it was connected, it could no longer exert the same force as before.
Moreover, Biaozi has a knife in his hand tonight, but he is playing with Dongyang but his hands are empty. How can he fight?
Therefore, he did think about avoiding the fight just now.
He has stopped hanging out on the road a long time ago, and he doesn't care about how others will laugh at him if he avoids fighting.
But Xi Dongyang didn't dare to believe Biaozi's threat.
If he escapes tonight and Biaozi attacks his grandma or sister, the consequences... Xi Dongyang cannot bear it and does not dare to think about it.
Therefore, after a period of extreme silence, Xi Dongyang smiled lightly, got out of the car silently, and parked the motorcycle. He regretted not wearing a helmet while riding today. Otherwise, the helmet could temporarily serve as a weapon.
Perhaps, this incident tells us - should we really wear a helmet when riding a motorcycle?
After getting off the car, Xi Dongyang twisted his neck, looked sideways at Biaozi who was seven or eight meters away, and asked: "Why bother? Hou Jinbiao has been arrested. In three or two years, there is no hope for him to come out. There is no one."
I’ve paid you a salary, but you’re still working for him? Biaozi! Think about it for yourself! There’s no point in fighting for your life with me today! There’s really no need.”
but……
After hearing what he said, Biaozi approached him step by step.
The watermelon knife in my hand is very stable.
As he got closer and closer, Biaozi also answered Xi Dongyang's words.
"No one is paying me my salary. Do you think I came to block you today just for money?
Yes! I admit that Hou Jinbiao is indeed not a good person, and I can understand if you betray him.
but……
He was kind to me. Five years ago, my mother was seriously ill and my relatives hid when they saw me. No one was willing to lend money to my mother for medical treatment. At that time, it was Hou Jinbiao who lent me the money.
Saved my mother's life. Although my mother relapsed and passed away last year, I still owe Hou Jinbiao money.
This time you betrayed him and tipped off Xu in advance, causing him so much misery. What he hates most is not Xu, but you!"
At this point, Biaozi was only about two meters away from Xi Dongyang.
Biaozi stopped and slightly raised the watermelon knife in his hand.
At this time, his expression was finally illuminated by the dim light of another street lamp, and his face was expressionless, or rather cold.
"Before he was caught, he asked me to return his favor and help him kill someone, and that person was you Xi Dongyang!"
After saying that, Biaozi's eyes suddenly flashed with sharp light, and his majestic body rushed towards him. He raised his watermelon knife and struck Xi Dongyang head on.
Almost at the same time, Xi Dongyang also moved.
He rushed diagonally towards the front house on the street.
Just in time to pass by Biaozi who was rushing over, Biaozi's sword attack naturally failed.
Biaozi stopped and turned around, then chased Xi Dongyang.
In this battle, he had a knife in his hand, but his hands were empty when playing in Dongyang. In terms of the situation, he had a complete advantage, and he was naturally as powerful as a tiger.
In the blink of an eye, Xi Dongyang rushed to the front room, where a one-meter-long wooden stick stood against the wall.
Biaozi's eyes flashed and he saw the stick.
Does Xi Dongyang want to snatch this wooden stick and fight with my watermelon knife?
The corner of Biaozi's mouth raised, his eyes disdainful, the watermelon knife raised in his hand slashed down again, but...
Unexpectedly, Xi Dongyang's momentum did not slow down, nor did he reach out for the wooden stick standing against the wall. Instead, he took advantage of the momentum of the rush and suddenly flew up with his foot, stepped on the wall, and
With the reaction force of this step, he suddenly turned around and flew up with his other foot. The next moment Biaozi's face suddenly changed, there was a muffled "bang" sound and he kicked Biaozi hard on the chest.
Biaozi was caught off guard by this kick, and his majestic body suddenly staggered back. Xi Dongyang landed on his feet. After landing, Xi Dongyang fell to the ground, put his hands on the ground, and swept Tang's legs hard.
Then he swept it on the calf of Biaozi who was stumbling.
Biaozi, who was already stumbling on his feet, was suddenly swept to the ground by this leg.
His majestic body made a dull sound and fell heavily to the ground. The watermelon knife he was holding tightly in his hand also clanged and fell to the ground.
However, Xi Dongyang was unyielding, and upon hearing the sound, his eyes immediately looked towards the watermelon knife that fell to the ground.
When he saw the watermelon knife falling on the ground, he jumped up and grabbed the handle of the watermelon knife.
When Biaozi saw it, his expression changed drastically. He turned over and punched Xi Dongyang in the head.
but……
Xi Dongyang's right hand holding the knife suddenly waved, a ferocious expression appeared on his face, and the light of the knife passed by Biaozi's neck in an instant.
The sword flashed, and a cloud of blood suddenly spattered out...