Ye Feng's ears are not too good, at least one fly flies over, he still can't hear the male and female, but the sound of the newspaper folding, or the sound of the quick knife turning, he can still hear the difference. Full // this // small // say // net

When he sat down, he didn't pay too much attention to the diners around him, there were not many people at the noodle stall, but it was not a few, everyone left after eating, where did he care a lot, Ye Feng has a lot of identities, of course, his surface work is not a research monk, nor is it a sweeper, he is just a working boy, but the black man who is spread in the underworld in the north and south, Ye Feng knows, that is, he, but this black man is not black at all, but a little white face, this except for the hermit opposite the NPC, no one else knows.

He doesn't like to pretend to be mysterious, he also wants to live an easy life, come to this noodle stall, just want to eat a bowl of noodles in peace, during this time, fall into the eyes of money, although the income is a surprising number, but he himself has not moved a penny, he eats noodles, uses his own salary, housing is the same, he is a very simple person.

As soon as the person on the other side slapped the table, the newspaper on the table made a 'pop' sound, and Ye Feng didn't raise his head, he already knew that there was a knife wrapped in the newspaper.

"Old Master Wang, is there any chili pepper?" Ye Feng shouted, interrupting the man's angry shouting, and raised his eyes to look around, as if he was looking for something, and had already taken the opportunity to see the person on the table clearly, even the knife on the table also glanced at it.

There were three people on that table, but there was only one knife, and when he heard Ye Feng shouting loudly, he glanced at this side.

"No, it's on your table. Master Wang couldn't help but say, "You're still so lazy, do you have to put the chili pepper under your nose to find it?"

Ye Feng looked down. There was a bottle of chili pepper on the table, but he just shook his head, "I don't want this kind of water mix, can you make some fried?"

"You have a lot to do, no, don't you know that the price of oil has risen now?" Master Wang shook his head, as if the price of food had risen recently, and the only way to fry chili peppers was gasoline. He kept talking, but his hands were not idle, a few bowls of noodles had been made in a blink of an eye, and they were sent to the person who slapped the table, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just pulled it! It's still steaming! Please eat, please eat!"

After the man slapped the table, he was pulled by the people around him, and his anger dropped a lot. Hearing this, he couldn't help but shout: "How do you talk? What just pulled, steaming, do you think, you don't let people eat it?"

Master Wang was stunned for a moment, and was busy rubbing his hands, "I mean this noodle is only ready, it's a little hot, please eat, please eat." ”

Ye Feng's kung fu had already seen the three of them clearly. One had a cyan birthmark the size of a copper coin on his face, the other had a black mole on his jaw with two or three black hairs, and the rest of the one slapped the table with a dark face. A mouthful of teeth is very white, they wrapped a knife and brought it over, of course it was not to cut pork, most of them wanted to cut people, Ye Feng looked at the shape of the knife through the newspaper, and knew that it was a giant knife. The blade of the knife is straight, the edge of the knife is sharp, no matter whether it is cutting or stabbing people, it is not bad, it is really a home tour. A must-have tool for killing people.

Are they ambushing here? Are they full and ready to cut people? Ye Feng lowered his head in thought and muttered. "If you're stingy, chili oil is mixed with water. ”

The chopsticks slashed the ramen, a little alert, he can live until now, and he has not been cut into seventeen or eighteen pieces by the Tianya Mingyue knife, not only because of his good kung fu, but also because of his lively mind, don't look at him lazy and lazy, many times when he finds something wrong, he can always stay alert, Ye Feng knows that there are many people who think he is a good person, but there are a few who want to dismantle him.

Brother Tiger will not at the moment, Brother Long and Brother Leopard are possible, he has won over Brother Tiger, many people seem to be envious, but they don't know that the balance of the three has been broken, but it will cause Brother Long and Brother Leopard to be jealous, this is also the principle of the coexistence of blessings and misfortunes, of course, there are a few who want to cut themselves, Ge Minhui may also, they all say that the dog is in a hurry and jumps off the wall, Ge Minhui must be anxious to bite people recently, a wave of anger rises, reason declines, and it is also possible to buy murder.

Ye Feng pondered, and the evergreen birthmark on the face had already pulled a handful of black noodles, "Eat noodles and eat noodles." ”

The three of them had a deal, obviously not wanting to delay the trivial matter, the black face glanced at the ramen on the table, and anger welled up again, "Why does he have so much beef, and I only have this point?"

The black-faced one refers to Ye Feng, Master Wang was stunned for a moment, just rubbing his hands, "This, this......

"Because I'm a regular customer. Ye Feng raised his head with a smile.

"How many balls do you have?" Looking at Ye Feng with a black face, Huo Ran stood up.

Ye Feng heard his shout, but put his mind at ease, except for this hot temper, the other two people are calm and capable, and they can't see the fat through their clothes, these three people are definitely not comparable to the common gangsters on the street, if their goal is themselves, most of them will not be so public, "The old patron is not a lot of balls," Ye Feng smiled softly, not wanting to have any conflict with them, "It's just that I pay twenty yuan every time, and a bowl of noodles costs three portions of beef." ”

He reached into his pocket and took out twenty yuan, a little painful, he knew Master Wang, every time he came over to be greedy and cheap, eat more beef, he didn't expect that he would always have to pay back a little bit when he came out to mix, and he had already paid off half a year's small bargain in one go.

Lao Wang Youshou was stunned, and when he saw Ye Feng glancing at him, he knew that he was relieving himself, so he could only say, "It's too late to pay the bill after eating." ”

Having said this, he wiped the flour on his hands with his apron, took the money, and threw it in the money box.

Ye Feng smiled again: "I am an old customer, I know the rules here, maybe a few people don't know, add five more pieces of beef, I add three, the natural portion is also sufficient, if you want to eat beef, just add more money." ”

When the black-faced man saw it, he muttered, "What are you doing eating so much, do you want to die?"

Ye Feng smiled, lightly used twenty yuan to resolve the contradictions among the people, gestured to Master Wang, and continued to eat noodles. Lao Wang was a little grateful, and only then returned to the front desk, and two more came over and sat down one by one, "Boss, two brisket noodles, add more brisket." ”

Master Wang answered and concentrated on making noodles. But he didn't notice that the three people on the other side buried their heads, and the black face put one hand on the newspaper, revealing green tendons on his hand.

The two of them, apparently not paying attention to the people at the noodle stall, sat down, lowered their voices, and said a few words, one of them looked quite majestic, and the other had a very serious face. It's just that because he has been serious for a long time, his chin is a little long, and like a donkey, the suits on his body are thousands of yuan, and he looks out of place when he sits in this kind of stall and eats noodles, and the other person is like a follower echo worm, just nodding vigorously.

When Ye Feng looked at the two people, he seemed to be a little stunned, and the hand holding the chopsticks seemed to be holding a knife. It's just that just like the three of them, they buried their heads in eating noodles, casually looked at the surrounding environment, and calculated where it was best to run.

He knew the man in the expensive suit, but he didn't expect him to eat noodles here. This is like buying an economic house with a lot of money, Ye Feng feels that this person goes here to eat noodles, and he seems to have to go to the roadside to get a boxed lunch to eat, in line with the so-called hierarchy, and he knows the three major generals under Boss Bai. No one could have imagined that Brother Long, who had always been arrogant, would come to such a place to eat.

Master Wang didn't know Brother Long, so when he brought the brisket noodles, he didn't add an extra piece of brisket, but Brother Long didn't pick a thorn. I ate with chopsticks, and I only ate two bites. I asked, "Boss, are there any chili peppers?"

"What about your table?" replied Master Wang.

Brother Long seemed to have some worries, and looked at the table for a while, "I don't want this kind of chili." ”

"You're going to bring oil too? Master Wang did not know the prophet's truncation of his request.

A person suddenly stood up at the side table, "I have it on this table, do you want it?"

The man who answered the words was a man with a cyan birthmark on his face, holding a small steel pot in his hand, which was obviously full of spices, soy sauce, vinegar, chili peppers or something, Brother Long looked a little happy, "Thank you very much." ”

Master Wang was stunned for a moment, and before he could say anything, the man had already arrived at the opposite side of Brother Long's table, and Brother Long was still saying, "In these years, there are not many people who are so kind." ”

The man just laughed, "Nothing, nothing." ”

Brother Long took the small pot in the man's hand, opened the lid, and saw that it was the same as the one on his table, so he was about to shake his head, but the man had already sneered and kicked over the table with one kick!

The strength of his kick is really not small, the table is not high, and the table rushed towards Brother Long with soup and water, Brother Long was stunned for less than half a second, he had already reacted, and flashed sideways, the subordinate didn't want to eat chili peppers, he didn't raise his head, he didn't expect that there would be a disaster, and he was poured by two bowls of noodles and screamed.

Brother Long's body flashed to the side, and he had already reached out to a wooden bench and copied it, wanting to smash it at the other party, how to say that he had also mixed with the underworld, although he was now the boss, he didn't put down his skills, but he just stretched out his hand, he felt that his arm was cold, his heart was cold, and he didn't have time to grab the stool, so he didn't retreat but advanced, and rushed forward with a fit, hugged the man with the birthmark, and shouted loudly, blocking behind him.

Seeing this situation, knowing that someone was fighting, they were all shouting, and the ground was like a rabbit with an arrow, and the noodle stall was scattered for a while, and the old master Wang's hand shook, and the whole gluten fell into the hot pot, and the soup splashed onto the body, dazed.

Brother Long hugged the man, blocking behind him, only to feel some pain in his arm, as if he had been bleeding, and caught a glimpse of a black-faced boy across him, holding a quick knife in his hand, murderous, feeling that he was holding the man and struggling hard, and hit his elbow on Brother Long's chest, Brother Long shouted and kicked the man out, but the person retreated with his strength, and was about to break out of this ambush trap!

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