Chapter 116: It's Good to Be Young
Every spoiled child will use the method of crying, making trouble and hanging himself to get what he wants. Flash Dance
What Hong Xinshu wants today is face, so a WeChat call called the eight brothers led by the sixth brother.
It's just, are you here to be funny?
Hong Xinshu found that he didn't seem to be the most embarrassed person tonight, and the most humiliating person tonight should be the sixth brother who was now half-kneeling in front of Zhang Xiaojian.
The sixth brother's appearance at this time was not at all majestic when he came here, Zhang Xiaojian asked him to tattoo a Pikachu, and he actually nodded immediately: "Brother, tattoo.. Have to.. Tattoo Pikachu, I.. Still want to.. On the stomach .. Tattoo a little fire dragon..."
The audience burst into laughter, and they really came to be funny.
A few companions behind the sixth brother were in no mood to laugh, they only felt that they were embarrassed and thrown home today.
Their only thought now is to escape from here quickly, and they no longer have the courage to make a move with Zhang Xiaojian.
Zhang Xiaojian and Gao Qingsong were right.
A group of gangsters who coax and revolve around the little children every day, what kind of interest can they have, and what backbone can they have?
To put it mildly, this group of people can kneel down and eat immediately when they encounter hard stubble, and no matter how good you are, they can still eat thin ones.
Listening to the words of the sixth brother, Zhang Xiaojian's words changed sharply, and his tone sank: "You guys were quite loud just now, what did you smash outside?"
The sixth brother showed an ugly smile: "I didn't smash anything... It's just stepping on.. Broken.. A little flower.. Carelessly. β
Zhang Xiaojian exerted a little force, and the sixth brother leaned down, screaming in pain.
"Settle accounts, lose money, and get out!"
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Reality is often more absurd than drama.
The sixth brother, who was fierce and vicious a few minutes ago, and was tattooed and carrying a weapon, is now nodding his head.
Standing opposite him was a young girl who took over the decoration and planning of this birthday party.
"A goblet of fifteen, you broke the wine tower, nineteen-nine goblets, a total of 2,985. β
"What a goblet is fifteen, and it's only five dollars a piece in the grocery store at my doorstep...."
The little girl ignored him: "You broke the cake cart, three hundred and five." β
"Just that car, welding one won't cost more than a hundred yuan, little girl, are you a little too dark?"
"Two chairs were broken, one table was broken, two hundred dollars a chair, four hundred tables. β
"No, what kind of tables and chairs do you have, trimmed with gold?"
While arguing with reason, the sixth brother found Zhang Xiaojian, who was sitting on the sofa not far away, and glanced at him.
He still can't lift his right arm, a wave of pain and soreness is uncomfortable to death, after this glance, he still dares to bargain, raised his left hand and pointed at Hong Xinshu: "Look for him to ask for money." β
As he spoke, as soon as he turned around, he was about to take his brothers with him.
Only then did the police arrive.
Zhang Xiaojian and the others didn't call the police because they didn't have time.
But when the sixth brother and his brother appeared in the villa with weapons, more than one person called the police.
As soon as the police comrades came in, their eyes locked on the sixth brother, and said: "Little Liu, you can do it, you dare to cause trouble on the cusp of the storm, come and come." β
Obviously, the sixth should be a gangster named in the nearby office.
When he saw the police comrade, he immediately showed a sincere smile, the tattooed tiger head behind his brain was a bit tiger-like, and the folds on the back of his neck were wrinkled, so he was just a kitten.
The director of the activity, that is, the young girl, came to the policeman's uncle and began to talk about what had just happened.
Zhang Xiaojian and the others had already walked out of the villa at this time, and the rest of the matter had nothing to do with them.
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Mercedes, Land Rover, and a small orange line up on the cold streets.
Zhang Xiaojian, who had the car window fully open, casually turned on the stereo, and FM actually played an episode of the old boy in response to the occasion, the most well-known "Friendship Years".
"The vanished time is scattered in the wind, as if I can't think of facing it again. β
"Wandering days, you are reunited. β
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"Come and forget what is wrong and what is wrong, come and remember the past. β
"It's always fun to spend a hard time together!"
The three men and three women sitting in the car unconsciously sang along.
The singing came out of the windows of the three cars, converging and dissipating in mid-air, and the bright streetlights seemed to be the only audience for the chorus.
The singing is very high, and the end of the song is still unfinished.
Wang Wan'er sat in the car and said: "This birthday party has caused so much trouble, I knew that the six of us would drive the car to sing and sing, how good it would be to find a place to have fun." β
Su Yu smiled, leaning on the car window and looking at the stars outside tonight: "Be happy on your birthday..."
As soon as he was halfway through this, Su Yu patted his head: "It's over, you haven't eaten your longevity noodles." β
Gao Qingsong picked up the intercom that had been prepared in the three cars a long time ago: "It's over, Wan'er's longevity noodles haven't been eaten." β
Bai Yang: "Is there still a noodle shop on this big night?"
Zhang Xiaojian: "Look for it on the APP, there should be it." β
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The most interesting thing when I was young was to think about it with my friends.
Zhang Xiaojian's six people are all in their youth, so they really want to play one out and one play.
It's just that Jiangcheng is only a second-tier city after all, unlike the provincial capital and first-tier cities where there are 24-hour noodle restaurants all over the place.
So in order to let Wang Wan'er eat this bite and live a long life, the three cars circled Jiangcheng in the middle of the night, and finally found a noodle restaurant near the highway.
And the reason why this noodle restaurant is still open so late is probably for drivers who run long distances.
There weren't many people coming, and the six of them sat in a circle around a table.
Zhang Xiaojian ran to the kitchen and instructed, saying that he wanted the kind of longevity noodles that could be stacked into a bowl one by one, and the ramen master replied: "Okay, look at it." β
After a while, six bowls of noodles were served, and Zhang Xiaojian took chopsticks to mention it and found that everyone's bowl was full of longevity noodles.
However, since the noodles have been served, of course, they don't care, and the six people who really haven't eaten anything tonight immediately put down their chopsticks.
Poplar shouted at this time: "Since it's all one, we might as well have a competition." β
Zhang Xiaojian gave Bai Yang a roll of his eyes: "Childish." β
Gao Qingsong and the four of them also replied at the same time: "Childish." β
Since Bai Yang has been scolded for being naΓ―ve, he simply said naively: "Let's see who can eat a bowl of noodles in one bite, who loses, and then will dare to do anything." β
As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks, found the noodles, put them in his mouth, and made a snorting sound.
The mouths all scolded the poplar for being naΓ―ve, but Zhang Xiaojian's bodies were very honest, and they sucked the rough noodles one after another, and no one bit it off.
After eating, they all puffed out their cheeks and looked at each other, looking funny, but they were all serious, and if anyone lost now, they would immediately eat noodles normally.
This scene was very childish, but the old driver sitting at the next table looked at it with a smile, as if he remembered the childish scenes with his friends when he was young.
Listening to the sound of 'smack, slosh' in his ears, the old driver sighed in his heart: "It's good to be young." β