Chapter Seventy-Three: The Barbecue Stand
It has been more than half a day, the wine has passed three rounds, and Ye Han and Xiang Tian's stomachs are almost full.
At this time, a Jinbei car came from the far east, "squeak~" a sudden brake, and stopped at the door of the barbecue restaurant.
Immediately afterwards, a large number of red men and green women walked out of the car, men hugged women, women hugged men, of course, there were men holding men, women hugging women, their small group, is indeed somewhat diverse.
They walked towards this small barbecue restaurant together, and the momentum was so great that it was like a mountain and a sea of water, and the words of the water buffalo were flying all over the sky, like a river hanging underground.
They came here as if they had agreed to come here beforehand.
There are many barbecue stalls in Zhichuan Town, but they chose this one.
When they walked to the table, they picked up the iron skewers that others had just eaten, and knocked on the table, chairs, bowls and chopsticks to "tink".
When the boss saw them, he couldn't help but give them a cold look. Although the night market is meant to be lively, the noise made by these people is simply noise, and it is not the same as the bustle.
Ye Han raised the wine glass and glanced at Xiang Tian, Xiang Tian raised the glass almost at the same time as him, but he didn't take a sip when he put it to his mouth, and the glass almost covered his face.
Ye Han suddenly smiled and said, "What are you thinking?"
Xiang Tian said lightly: "I'm wondering if these people are coming to me." ”
Ye Han asked in surprise, "Why do you think so?"
Xiang Tian took a big sip and smiled happily: "Because they look like the underworld!"
Ye Han said, "Oh?"
Xiang Tian frowned and said, "When they got out of the car, I vaguely heard the sound of iron tools colliding on the car!"
Ye Han said lightly: "I heard it too, but I think maybe you are too sensitive!"
Xiang Tian shook his head and said, "Not sensitive, it's just an intuition." ”
"Damn, how is this chair broken, fuck it!" Suddenly, among the group, a man with dyed green hair just sat on the chair, and then fell down, and then stood up and shouted, looking left and right to find trouble with the boss, but suddenly fixed his eyes on the table on Ye Han's side.
Another silver-haired man leaned into his ear and whispered a few words to him, the green-haired man smiled sadly, and then Jiao Erlang walked over, pretending to search for a chair, but in fact, he opened his legs and came to Ye Han and Xiang Tian's side.
There was a chair beside Xiang Tian, but there was still a freshly finished skewer plate on the chair, and the green-haired man didn't say a word, so he knocked the skewer plate to the ground, and then took the chair and prepared to leave.
This is clearly a provocation, but Xiang Tian just likes to accept such a provocation, and at the moment when the green-haired man just left, he also stood up almost at the same time, and said sharply to the green-haired man: "stop!
His voice was flat like a zombie.
The green-haired man turned his head, his lower lip tilted to the side, pretending to be dead-skinned, and then looked around, pointed to his nose, and pretended to be stupid and tender, "Why the hell are you talking to me?"
The group of red men and green women who came with the green-haired man in the Jinbei car also quieted down at this time, and their eyes were fixed on the man who spoke.
Xiang Tian also pretended to be ignorant and looked around for a while, then pointed to the green-haired man's nose and said, "It's you, what are you pretending to be stupid? Put down the chair for me obediently!"
The customers who ate here had already cast their bare eyes, knowing that a war was about to break out here, so they made the appearance that they would flee here at any moment.
A fierce light flashed on the green-haired man's face, and he threw the bench in his hand heavily on the ground, the bench was made of wood, and it couldn't withstand the toss.
Did he do this to show that he was powerful? However, Xiang Tian and Ye Han felt very funny when they looked at it.
Then, I only heard him scratch his ears and cheeks and shout, "Why the hell are you looking for a fight?" As soon as the words fell, he had already picked up the empty wine bottle on the table next to him and threw it towards the sky.
Xiang Tian didn't dodge or dodge, a punch directly smothered on the empty bottle, only to hear a "crackle", the bottle burst on the spot, everyone's eyes were still just staring at the fragments of the bottle flying around, the green-haired man had already flown backwards, and then smashed heavily on the dirty table not far away that left the scraps and had not had time to clean up.
At this time, Xiang Tiancai clapped his hands and snorted disdainfully: "When you work today, you don't like you, you can't if you want to have fun for a while at night, and you have ruined your grandson's interest, hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu." ”
No one knew how the green-haired man fell, let alone who knocked him down, but when he spoke to the sky, the red men and green women looked at him with resentful eyes.
They didn't see how Xiang Tian made a move, they only knew that the green-haired man was knocked down by Xiang Tian.
Perhaps the only person who can see clearly and shoot to the sky is Ye Han.
Not only is his punches fast, but he also punches hard.
However, he did not choose to hit the weakest part of the opponent's body, but completely with superhuman strength, penetrated his fist, and then withdrew it.
From the time he closed the distance with the green-haired man to the time he punched and closed the punch, it took less than two seconds before and after, and the green-haired man was overwhelmed by this sudden force majeure.
Xiang Tian is really a practitioner, and kung fu is definitely not below him, Ye Han secretly speculated in his heart.
The people around him had already stared at this enigmatic and powerful man.
And Xiang Tian has returned to his seat, continuing to eat skewers and drink wine.
His face was very calm, as if what had just happened had been forgotten by him.
This kind of character is what Ye Han likes, because he is also such a type of person.
As for the silver-haired man who whispered just now, he was already staring at Xiang Tian angrily, seeing that his brother was beaten, how could he not be angry, so he yelled at the brothers and sisters around him: "Brothers, copy the guys! Revenge the little master, avenge the brother!"
What he said was a little incomprehensible.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a large group of people all rushed to the Jinbei car neatly, took out one after another steel rods coated with aluminum paint from it, and rushed towards the sky.
It is menacing, and there is murder in his eyes.
They were premeditated!
But just as they were rushing towards the sky, they unexpectedly fell one after another.
In the end, only the silver-haired man who rushed to the front still took the lead.
The green-haired man was clutching his chest not far away, as if he had been fooled, and all the people who fell had a bamboo chopstick beside him.
No one knew where this bamboo chopsticks came from, and those who were interested only saw that Ye Han was still holding the chopsticks just now, and then the chopsticks in his hand suddenly disappeared, and then ran to the side of the group of fallen red men and green women.
When the silver hair ran to a distance of one meter from Xiang Tian, he had already stopped, waving a steel rod and slashing towards Xiang Tian's head, and the steel rod hissed with the wind.
And Xiang Tian was still drinking, and he didn't seem to be alert.
In fact, he had already prepared, but just as he was about to dodge, the wind had stopped, and the steel rod in the silver-haired man's hand had also stopped.
At first glance, Ye Han didn't know when he had locked the silver-haired man's right hand.
The silver-haired man didn't feel the pain, but felt that his arm was a little sore, and then the right hand holding the stick hung down like this, and the moment the stick was about to fall to the ground, it was picked up by Ye Han's side hook leg, and then spun around a few times in the air, and was handsomely caught by Ye Han.
Then he gently pushed away the silver-haired man, held the stick in his hand, and said grinningly: "Eating barbecue at night, carrying a steel rod with you, are you afraid of being cut down?
The silver-haired man clenched his fists and stared at him hatefully, as if he was very unconvinced, pointing at Ye Han's nose and preparing to scold something, only to hear a dragon groan, and the iron rod in Ye Han's hand was actually broken alive.
The red men and women and the patrons of the theater stammered, their mouths were erected in an O-shape, and the pestle was there like a wooden man.
If Xiang Tian's performance just now can be described by the word awesome, then Ye Han is only left with horror.
Then, I only heard Ye Han say slowly: "Who dares to make trouble here again, just like this stick, I will bend it for you." ”
The warning was like a joke, but it wasn't funny at all, and it was infinitely intimidating.
The red man and the green woman could only nod their heads stupidly, then helped each other up, got into the car and fled towards the side alley.
There seemed to be their insulting voices on the other side of the alley: "Damn, it's blood mold, and you can meet two hard stubbles when you eat a barbecue!"
"Forget it, let's go to a nightclub!
"Nightclub?" Ye Han looked at the direction they left, just heading towards the nightclub at the back of the town.
Could this alley lead to those nightclubs?
However, he didn't think much about it, but looked at Xiang Tian and said lightly: "Drink!
Xiang Tian just smiled and nodded, then forgot all about what had just happened, slowly picked up the wine glass, touched it with Ye Han, and then poured the wine into his stomach with a grunt.
The two chatted happily, and in a blink of an eye it was already nine o'clock, and the dishes on the plate were almost finished, and their stomachs were full.
At this time, Xiang Tian stood up and said, "I'm very happy today!"
Ye Han replied: "Me too!"
Xiang Tian said: "But I don't think it's cool enough." ”
Ye Han smiled: "Then where do you want to go to have a good time?"
Xiang Tian smiled, his smile was indeed bitter, and he forced a smile: "You go back first, I still have some things to do!"
As soon as Ye Han wanted to ask something, he saw him turn his head and leave, but the direction he left was exactly the same as the direction in which the group of red men and green women left.
Ye Han suddenly felt that something was not quite right about this matter, and thought to himself, could it be that Xiangtian went to settle accounts with those people?
Without thinking, he scurried into the alley.
It was a shortcut that led quickly to the nightclub in that alley.
Ye Han didn't expect that these streets and alleys in Zhichuan Town were criss-crossed, but they were connected in all directions, the grocery stores on South Street were connected to the paths of East Street, and the barbecue stalls in West Lane were connected to the nightclubs in East Lane.
The traffic in Zhichuan Town is indeed somewhat interesting.
He followed Xiang Tian closely, and saw Xiang Tian walk into the nightclub, so he followed in.
Originally, when he saw Wang Yun at noon, he wanted to come here to take a look, what could be so many men fascinated by here, but now, he simply looked at the sky while checking what kind of fame he was going to do.