If Sun Yanping is asked to kneel for a middle-aged man, Sun Yanping will not refuse, not because his backbone is too soft, but because real life makes him have to bend over.

But kneeling down to this middle-aged man's son, a child who is only fourteen or fifteen years old, is a great insult to his personality! Even if he lives on his knees, he is not willing to bear such an insult!

"What's the matter? If you don't kneel, then you will lose money, ninety-eight thousand, not a single point less!" the middle-aged man squinted at Sun Yanping and said with a sneer.

A few more people came out of the box, together with the middle-aged man, and asked about the matter, a young man with earrings came over, kicked Sun Yanping's knee, and cursed in his mouth: "Blind your dog's eyes! Even my brother's baby son dares to beat me? Kneel down for Lao Tzu! Do you know who Lao Tzu is? Believe it or not, I will throw you off the golden lock bridge right away?"

The people next to him pointed at Sun Yanping and scolded: "A group of beggars, dare to go wild in such a place?

"One big and one small, two garbage guys, dare to touch my brother's son with your dirty hands, if you don't kneel down and apologize, I will immediately chop off your hands and feed the dogs, do you believe it?"

"What are you doing standing here straight and straight? You want to show your backbone in front of us? Tell you, no money, no status, no status, your backbone is a fart! Kneel!"

"Alas!" Sun Yanping sighed, people are right, no money, no identity, no status, the so-called backbone is a fart, the so-called dignity and face, on his body, is a superfluous thing! He just wants his family to be safe and sound, free of illness and disaster, he can't bear the more pressure that life gives him, he can't stand anymore!

Just when his knees were weak and he was about to kneel, Sun Pinghe finally cried, knelt on the ground with weak knees, and shouted to the gang: "I kneel! I will kneel for you, don't force my father!"

He is still young and ignorant, but he also understands that if his father kneels down today, then he will never stand up straight again in the rest of his life!

The stud man slapped him in the face and cursed in his mouth: "Just you beat my brother's little son? Who gave you the guts? Whoever you say kneels will kneel? How old is you a little cub? Lao Tzu asked you both to kneel down from here today and get out of Baiweitang, otherwise you will break one arm and one leg! Hurry up and kneel for me!"

"Don't beat my child, I'll kneel for you!" Two lines of hot tears dripped from Sun Yanping's eyes, and he knelt down on the ground with his knees weak!

Just when his knees were about to touch the ground, his arm tightened, and someone grabbed it, and then an irresistible force came, making him immediately stand up straight!

A mournful cry came from behind him: "Son, dad, don't kneel!

Sun Yanping turned his head and looked at Duan Chen, who was standing beside him, grabbing his arm with one hand, and his heart suddenly became steady, as if even if the sky fell, as long as this young man was by his side, it would be fine!

Turning around and looking at his wife who came out of the box with the child in her arms, Sun Yanping nodded to her, and said in a dry voice: "Mr. Duan is here, I don't have to kneel!"

"Who are you? With them? Do you know who Lao Tzu is? You want to die, don't you?"

The middle-aged man also looked at Duan Chen coldly, grabbed his pocket with one hand, pointed at him with the other, and said, "Who is that, do you want to take care of this matter?"

The woman next to her scolded Duan Chen: "It's another beggar who came to Kyoto! Why are there so many homeless people in tattered clothes here in Baiweitang today?

Duan Chen didn't even bother to pay attention to them, he just helped Sun Pinghe up, wiped the tears from his face with his thumb, looked at him with a smile and said, "Tell me what's going on?"

"I was outside looking at these paintings on the wall, and the little plane hit me on the head all of a sudden, and I had never seen this kind of small plane that could fly on its own, so I chased it and looked at it, and they came out, and the remote control plane hit me on the head, and they called me a garbage guy. I flashed over, and the little plane hit the wall and crashed, and they beat me and made me pay for it, saying that I broke it! This man's son came and kicked me, and I pushed him, and he fell, and these people said that I had beaten someone, and asked me to kneel down with my father......

After speaking, Sun Pinghe, who had been holding back his tears, couldn't help crying after all, and pointed to the gang on the opposite side and said, "They bully people!"

"What's wrong with bullying you?" The fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy pinched his waist with a brutal face, looked at Sun Pinghe and said: "You garbage guys, don't you deserve to be bullied by others? Who made you wear so shabby and dirty? I like to bully you, what can you do with me?"

"That's it, my son wants to tease you, that's your honor! Let this little plane hit it without pain, it's worth more than you, you can't afford to play with this kind of toy in your life, you don't cherish the opportunity to meet at such a close distance, and you dare to do it to my son, who will I beat if I don't beat you?" The middle-aged man also looked at Sun Ping and the father and son with disdain and said.

"Okay, as long as you're not wrong, then no one can bully us!" Duan Chen smiled slightly and touched Sun Pinghe's head.

"What are you? You don't have the final say here? A kid who doesn't know where to pop up, and you dare to speak out here, are you tired of living, aren't you? Believe it or not, I can call hundreds of people to kill you with a single phone call?" The stud man looked at Duan Chen with disdain and scolded.

"Smack!" What answered him was Duan Chen's slap, which slapped directly on the top of his head, an irresistible force that directly slapped him to his knees!

"Xiao Wu!" The whole brother shouted at the earring man who was kneeling on the ground, and then looked at Duan Chen angrily and scolded: "You garbage guy who doesn't know how to live or die! How dare you go wild in Kyoto? Do you know who I am? I am the section chief of the Kyoto City Bureau......

"Smack!" was another slap on his head, and the section chief knelt down without saying a word!

The people next to him all exploded, pointing at Duan Chen and shouting loudly!

"You are a person who kills a thousand knives, and you dare to beat people! You have made a big deal, do you know who you are beating? You are going to spend the rest of your life in prison!"

"Call someone! These hillbillies who have come to Kyoto to beg for food are becoming more and more lawless! If we don't give them a little color, we Kyoto people will have to look at the faces of these hillbillies in the future!"

The elevator clanged, and a man in a suit and leather shoes walked out with a few security guards, and when he saw this scene, he was angry, and ran over to hold the middle-aged man's shoulder and shouted: "Section Chief Xu, how are you? I'm sorry, if something like this happens in our hotel, I will be responsible!"

Turning his head, the inch-headed man said to the security guard behind him: "Da Gao, a few of you go and hold those people down, the two big ones will directly scrap two arms for me, and the small one will give me one arm! What a group of hillbillies who don't know whether they are alive or dead, they dare to do something to the section chief of the city bureau!"

"Okay Manager Liu!" Several security guards who were five big and three rough responded and walked over menacingly, and the first one glanced at Duan Chen with disdain and said, "Boy, if you want to blame, you can only blame you for not having long eyes and not knowing what to do!"

"Bang, Bang!" Two crisp slaps, the two people standing in front of Duan Chen became shorter, and like Section Chief Ren, they were beaten to their knees and couldn't stand up!

"You'd better not do it, otherwise you'll be just like them, or even worse!" Duan Chen squinted at the few security guards standing in front of Sun Yanping's father and son, and said coldly.

The security guards were also startled! What happened just now? It was just a blink of an eye, how could they all kneel down? Hearing Duan Chen's words again, they also knew that they had met a master, and they immediately didn't dare to move, and looked at Manager Liu with embarrassed eyes.

"Do you know what this place is? Do you know who you did with? Boy, let me tell you, no matter who you are, no matter where you come from, you're finished! You provoked people you shouldn't mess with! You shouldn't be wild in Baiweitang! You have caused yourself a big trouble!" Manager Liu glared at Duan Chen angrily, said coldly, then took out a mobile phone, pressed a button, and said: "In the aisle of the box on the eighth floor, someone is making trouble, and he is a martial arts practitioner!"

Hanging up the phone, Manager Liu turned to Section Chief Xu and his family and said: "Section Chief Xu, distinguished guests, this matter is in Baiweitang, I will be responsible! I will give you an explanation, today's matter can't be good, don't worry!"

Turning around, Manager Liu looked at Duan Chen and said, "Boy, don't think that you can do whatever you want with a little effort, this is Kyoto, not a place where you can go wild! I'll give you time to move the rescuers, otherwise you won't be able to get out of this door today!"

Duan Chen frowned, looked at Manager Liu and said, "Is this your own meaning, or is it your Baiweitang's meaning?" They are also eating here, they are VIPs, and we are going to be targeted, right? As a manager, you don't ask anything when you come, you have to trouble us, this is how Baiweitang handles disputes, or is it your own practice?"

"Is there a difference?" Manager Liu looked at Duan Chen with disdain and said: "I can completely represent Baiweitang! I don't look at your appearance, why should I compare with Section Chief Xu and them? You still want to be a VIP? Do you have that qualification? You don't need to ask anything, as long as you provoke Section Chief Xu, it will be your fault! You will be fully responsible for this matter! What's more, you beat someone just now, and the gods will not be able to save you! I, Baiweitang, will never let you go!"

Duan Chen shook his head, looked at him and said lightly: "You can't represent Baiweitang! Moreover, I don't need to be responsible for anything, I am only responsible for them!"

Bending down, Duan Chen wiped away the tears on Sun Pinghe's face, shook his head and said to him: "Don't cry! I'm here, no one can bully you!"

Sun Pinghe took Duan Chen's arm, looked up at him and said, "Brother Qingxuan, why are the people here so bad? Why didn't I provoke them, but still came to bully me?"

Duan Chen rubbed his head and said, "Not all people are bad, just a very few people, because it is obvious that he has a sense of superiority, he will show off his power in front of those who look inferior to him on the surface." In fact, such people are generally not really big people, they are not high or low, they grovel in front of people who are really stronger than themselves, and in front of people who are not as good as themselves, they feel that Lao Tzu is the first in the world. This is a sign of low self-esteem!"

Section Chief Xu's family heard Duan Chen's words, and their faces turned red with anger, but the children pointed at Sun Pinghe and scolded: "Little beggar, you are dead!"

Sun Pinghe wiped away a handful of tears, stepped forward to look at the young man who had been pushed down by him before, and said angrily: "Even if I die, I will beat you to death first!

When the young man saw Sun Pinghe's posture of wanting to fight him, he was so frightened that he took two steps back, and the other companions were also pale and did not dare to speak.

Sun Pinghe pointed at them and said to Duan Chen: "Brother Qingxuan, sooner or later, one day, I will become as powerful as you, so that these guys who bully the weak and are afraid of the hard will not dare to bully me again!"

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