Chapter 2: Trouble on the Road
After induction, Han Chen knew that his spiritual power, spells, supernatural powers, spiritual weapons, etc., had not been brought, he was now just an ordinary mortal, and a knife and a brick could kill him.
Wrong...... He still had all the memories of being an Immortal Emperor in his mind, the knowledge of cultivating truths, all kinds of top-level exercises, and the experience accumulated from thousands of years of practice. All this makes him different from others. What he lacks now is time, as long as he is given time, he can be the Dongyu Immortal Emperor of the Universe.
After eating noodles, the two came out of the restaurant, said hello to the proprietress who set up the supper stall, and walked to the school. The small restaurant where the two of them work and study is just two blocks away from the campus. The streets are full of night food stalls, and since the school dormitory closes at half past eleven, the general working hours for two people are from 5 p.m. to 11 p.m., except for holidays.
The sound of shouting and fisting came from the night food stalls on the side of the road from time to time, and it was close to midnight at this time, which was the peak period for night supper. Han Chen looked at the night snack stall in front of him, and the corners of his mouth hooked up slightly. The two people who were sitting there eating supper also looked over at this time.
One of the two men was a tall, yellow-haired man, wearing tight, short-sleeved sleeves that showed off his strong, muscular mass. A dragon tattoo looms on both arms. The whole person looks like he is no worse than those boxing champions who fight jungle boxing. The other person next to him was about the same size and height as him.
Such two people sat there, no one around dared to get close to them ten meters, and the boss who was stir-frying next to him had a bitter face, and looked at the two from time to time, his expression was full of fear. I sighed in my heart that I ran into these two murderous stars. Tonight's business is going to be ruined.
They are here, who dares to come and sit, even if they don't know these two people, they will turn around and leave. It's hard to mess with them when they look like they, who dares to sit there. The entire supper stall was occupied by these two people.
There's no way, who let these two people be well-known bastards in this area, and they are notorious. Brother Huang Mao and his little brother Alei. As long as they know them, there is no one who is not hiding. If you dare to provoke them, you will be slapped a few times, which is light, and if it is serious, you may be sent to the hospital.
Seeing Han Chen coming over, Huang Mao had a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the little brother beside him, and the two stood up and walked to the road in front of them.
The people around have sensed that the atmosphere is wrong, and those who are far away hide farther away, and those who are close turn around and run, even the owner of the night food stall does not do business, and hides aside when the fire is turned off.
Liu Qingluo also noticed something unusual, looking at the two people in front of her, her eyes showed a hint of fear, and her hand unconsciously grabbed Han Chen's hand. Her eyes dodged forward, and her body trembled slightly. After all, she is just a little girl, and in the face of two fierce gods, she is obviously a bastard looking for trouble, so she is not afraid.
A sneer hung on the corner of Han Chen's mouth, tightened Liu Qingluo's hand, and walked forward with the same pace.
Huang Mao's eyes flashed with a hint of discoloration, and he was slightly surprised by Han Chen's performance, he didn't expect that the person who had been knocked out by him would dare to behave so calmly. Glancing at Han Chen's head wrapped in a layer of gauze, he took a step forward and stopped the two of them and said:
"Yo, isn't this the kid who just got a brick?"
"It's good luck, I didn't die or become stupid, and I went out with such a beautiful chick. Brother Huang Mao, do you think we should add more ingredients to him? The little brother next to him, Ah Lei, had a weird voice that made people want to beat him.
The two of them were tall and stood in front of Han Chen and Liu Qingluo, Han Chen, who was only more than one meter seven points, and Liu Qingluo, who was one meter six or five, instantly felt shorter, and the two sides formed a sharp contrast, and the strength and weakness could be distinguished at a glance.
The people around them did not dare to approach, but they hid behind and whispered.
"Who is this, provoked Huang Mao, and dared to appear in front of him, isn't this looking for abuse!"
"Alas, now they are miserable, and they are indispensable for a meal of flesh and skin. If you don't do it, you will be disabled. ”
"I heard that the day before yesterday, Huang Mao crippled one. This guy is so vicious. However, then again, his boss also has a deep background, if someone else does this. I'm afraid I'm going to sit through the prison. ”
"Is his boss a bald man in Dongcheng District? I heard that this guy is also a tyrant in BH City. No wonder this kid with yellow hair dares to be so arrogant. ”
"Alas, if you get into trouble with the yellow hair, this person can only ask for more blessings. ”
"Look at the gauze on this person's head, it can't be yellow hair, right?" "Quite possibly!"
Everyone follows your word, and I say a word. No one was optimistic about Han Chen's side. Some people even saw at a glance that Han Chen might have been beaten by Huang Mao. Having said that, the contrast between strength and weakness in front of us is really not comparable. It's not surprising that people think so.
The surrounding discussion had already been heard in Huang Mao's ears, and he had a smug smile on his face, and a trace of hideousness hung on the corner of his mouth and glanced around, and the onlookers unconsciously took a step back.
Seeing the fear of the people. Huang Mao nodded with satisfaction, turned his head to look at Han Chen, and said with a hint of playfulness in his voice: "Well, we really can't explain to the gold lord like this, so it's better to break his leg by one." ”
"What are you ...... doing?"
Looking at the two people who were approaching, although Liu Qingluo was a little afraid and afraid, she was still in front of Han Chen, she looked petite and weak, but she was like a hen guarding her calves.
"If you dare...... Do it...... I'll call the police......" Her tone was a little shaky, but she didn't let a single step.
"Brother Xiao Chen, don't pay attention...... Let's go ......" After speaking, she pulled Han Chen and wanted to take a detour to leave. Listening to the other party's tone, she had already heard that Han Chen's injury was caused by these two people, and at this time, even if she was angry in her heart, she knew that she couldn't touch these two people.
These two people are not easy to mess with at first glance, but they can still hide as far as they can. After all, with her and Han Chen, they will definitely suffer a big loss. In her heart, Han Chen, who is not very tall, how can he fight these two people.
The little girl didn't want to cause trouble. doesn't want to cause trouble, but it doesn't mean that others will let the two go.
"Call the police, little girl, I advise you to be nosy, I provoked my brother, and I will do it with you. Huang Mao glared at Liu Qingluo, and his body moved sideways to stop the two people who were walking around.
Looking at the yellow hair blocking the road, a cold light flashed in the eyes of Han Chen, who was expressionless, and the killing intent surged in his heart. What happened back then came back to the depths of memory.
Back then, Qingluo was injured, and Han Chen also broke a leg, and he rested for three months. He was cowardly and didn't dare to tell his family, and in the end, he relied on Liu Qingluo's help to live, and even the medical expenses were borrowed from the restaurant proprietor's wife.
However, even if the historical trajectory has not changed in this life, Han Chen will never let Liu Qingluo suffer any harm again, nor will he let himself be slaughtered by others.
"You dare to ......" Liu Qingluo glared at Huang Mao angrily, and a pair of slender hands clenched into fists.
"I'll dare to show you...... I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Huang Mao looked annoyed, there were not many people in this area who dared to speak to him like this. raised his hand and slapped Liu Qingluo's face.