"This villain, I'll clean him up next time we meet!" Lin Keke pouted and muttered, but secretly kept an eye on it, if he saw someone who was dyed with a yellow head and sent it for first aid recently, he must notify Han Fei in time.

On the other hand, Han Fei took a taxi to the place where the scrap collector had said the incident had occurred, which was a relatively remote corner, some distance from the main road, with a few small shops and restaurants scattered around.

Han Fei walked straight to a commissary not far away, took out two sheets of Grandpa Mao, handed them to the boss of the commissary and said, "Come on two packs of Dasu." ”

The shopkeeper who was napping immediately came to his senses when he heard this, and on weekdays, some bastards or high school students came here to buy some bargains to smoke, resulting in the few high-end cigarettes in his store were almost in the collection.

It's rare for someone to open their mouths is two packs of Dasu, and if they look back and talk about the new neighbors around, maybe the few cigarettes on the shelves can be sold.

After a while, the shopkeeper had already returned with two packs of Dasu, Han Fei stuffed one pack into his pocket, and the other pack was opened on the spot, lit one himself, and then took out another one and handed it to the shopkeeper.

"Yo, distinguished guest, how is this embarrassing?" the shopkeeper was a little cramped, saying that the carpenter did not have a good bench at home, and that he, the owner of the tobacco and liquor shop, had not smoked a few good cigarettes.

"Idle is idle, let's talk. Han Fei said.

The shopkeeper is also a cheerful person, and he is no longer hypocritical at the moment, the two sparks flashed one after another, and the surroundings were suddenly covered with clouds and mist, and before he knew it, it was like a fairyland.

After smoking a cigarette or two, the conversation box naturally opened, and Han Fei preferred to get the information he wanted in this kind of chat-like conversation instead of that kind of rigid questioning.

"Alas, it's a pity that the yellow-haired young man was surrounded and beaten by a group of people, and if he hadn't heard the siren at the end, those bastards might have been able to kill someone. The shopkeeper shook off the ashes of his cigarette and said with a sigh on his face.

Han Fei smiled, and then said lightly, "That group of people is so rampant, isn't there anyone to take care of it?"

"How, how to care? They are ruthless people on the road, I heard that their eldest brother is still a brother in the police station, who will dare to meddle with their affairs when they live a long life?" said the shopkeeper.

Hearing this, Han Fei always roughly understood what was going on, and then asked, "What happened to the yellow-haired boy, where can I find him?"

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment when he heard this, seeing that Han Fei didn't look like a bad person, and then said, "This matter is not a secret to us, you go forward and turn left at the intersection, there is a Ah Xiang barbecue over there." ”

Han Fei smiled, waved at the shopkeeper and left.

The owner of Ah Xiang's barbecue restaurant was originally a man, widowed in his early years, and he worked hard to bring up the little girl.

But later, somehow, the man gradually began to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and lost all the things in the house, and later owed more than 100,000 gambling debts outside, and was forced by the gang to use his daughter to pay off the debt.

The man realized at that time that this was a set set by the other party from beginning to end, and people were going to her daughter, seeing her girl crying with tears, this man was also hot-blooded, picked up a steel skewer of mutton and stabbed the person, injured the spleen, was sentenced, and it is still locked up and not released.

The father squatted, and the daughter had to support the whole family, so this barbecue restaurant also began to be renamed Ah Xiang Barbecue Restaurant.

By chance, when a yellow-haired guy was eating barbecue here, he found that the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl and shopkeeper was crying properly, and then he went up to comfort him twice.

If there is nothing to do, the yellow-haired guy will also help to play the role of a gas porter, and before you know it, three years have passed......

This time, the yellow-haired guy suffered, and others couldn't dodge him, but the girl named Ah Xiang ignored the persuasion of her neighbors, resolutely carried the arm of the yellow-haired guy, and brought him back to his home step by step to settle down......

Han Fei pieced together the information he had learned, and was also very curious about the girl named Ah Xiang, and when he thought about it, he looked up and saw that he was already in front of the barbecue restaurant.

The barbecue restaurant was open at the moment, and Han Fei saw the busy figure in front of the barbecue grill at a glance, the girl looked three or two years older than Qing Xue, she looked very quiet, and her skin was also very fair.

Perhaps because he had been taking care of Qingxue's girl recently, Han Fei had a hint of a father's aura on him, and seeing this girl who was not much older than Qingxue had to support a family alone, Han Fei's heart ached.

As soon as the girl saw Han Fei walk in, she immediately asked with a smile: "Sir, there is a dinner plate over there, just go to the refrigerator and get whatever you want to eat, see your first time coming to me, I will give you a ninety-fifty discount on the first meal." ”

Han Fei smiled: "I'm not here to eat, I'm looking for Huang Mao." ”

The girl's expression couldn't help but stiffen when she heard this, and she reluctantly said, "Sir, I only have custard buns here, and I don't have any yellow hair as you said." ”

Han Fei looked at the girl's body trembling slightly, and immediately shouted directly into the room: "Little Yellow Mao, if you are here, you should respond, otherwise it will be useless for you to kneel on your knees." ”

As soon as the words fell, the yellow-haired boy's surprised voice suddenly came from inside: "Big brother! I'm here! Wait, I'll come out immediately!"

When the yellow hair came out, he was wearing bandages, his eyes were dark and swollen, and his mouth was obviously a little more bulging than usual.

"Big brother, how did you find this place?" The yellow-haired boy was a little surprised, he didn't expect Han Fei to come here to find him, and immediately ordered directly to the girl, "Ah Xiang, this is my eldest brother, hurry up and pick some meat to roast, and I'll tell you more when I get back!"

When the girl saw that Han Fei knew Huang Mao, she relaxed, and then went to prepare some ingredients as Huang Mao instructed.

Han Fei smiled, when this kid looked at the girl who was barbecuing, there was always tenderness like water in his eyes, maybe he already had that kind of meaning.

Seeing that the yellow-haired boy was fine, Han Fei also put his mind at ease, some things were inconvenient to say on the occasion at the moment, so Han Fei would just talk and fart to pass the time.

"If you like people, what's the use of looking at it like this?" Han Fei quipped.

When the yellow-haired boy heard this, he waved his hand vaguely: "Big brother, don't talk nonsense, I'm just a bastard, and other girls may not be able to look down on me." ”

Although the yellow-haired boy said this, he couldn't hide the loneliness on his face, he had known him for so long, but his mind could even be felt by a blind man, but the girl was stunned and didn't say anything at all, which made him a little shocked.

Han Fei casually glanced at the yellow-haired boy, who was also completely drunk at the moment......

This one is affectionate, the other is intentional, it was originally a matter of hitting it off, how did the yellow-haired boy drag it out for several years!

At that moment, some more guests came in, and the girl was obviously a little too busy, and the beer that was supposed to be brought up still did not have time to come over.

Han Fei immediately spoke: "Why are you still stunned! I didn't see that the girl was not available to entertain, so hurry up and go up to help carry the beer!"

The yellow-haired boy also smiled awkwardly when he heard this, and then ran over to help.

In a few moments, two cases of beer were delivered.

It's just that Han Fei hasn't drunk it yet, and a few gangsters with tattoos have already picked a table to sit down, and before Han Fei has opened the bottle cap, a discordant voice has come.

"Yo, second brother, this is the best girl you said! Yo, look at her buttocks, she must be sassy to death on the bed, I think this chest is at least 36D, and I can't catch it with one hand!" exclaimed a skeletal tattooed thug.

"Yes, second brother, this girl is so punctual, when you go back to her, the brothers will take a look, okay?"

"Get out of the for me! Lao Tzu plays with girls, you still want to watch reality shows, go back to the and watch the hair! When Lao Tzu gets tired of playing with her, whatever you want to play, if you don't pay the protection fee, then let her pay for it!" The gangsters laughed unscrupulously, and the little brothers also echoed.

On Han Fei's side, the yellow-haired boy's face had darkened, and his hand holding the wine bottle was trembling all the time. [.]