Chapter 7 The Demeanor of a King

It's not that they really look ugly, but that they deliberately self-destruct their image and dress themselves up with bells and whistles, maybe they are using this "non-mainstream image" to deter others in order to achieve their dirty goals. Some of them bit half of a cigarette in their mouths, squeezed their eyebrows, some shook their heads and ears, some deliberately coughed loudly, spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the telephone pole plastered with small advertisements next to them, and some of them looked obscene, smiling lewdly and sticking their tongues out of their mouths, adding disgusting dark purple lips, and staring at Sister Shan's pink pretty face with dead fish-like eyes. A few others, with pockets in their pockets, shaking their heads in strange shapes and whistling, warned passers-by not to be "nosy". Xinxin seemed to realize something, and she cried with a wow, and Sister Shan couldn't help but subconsciously retreat behind me, coaxing Xinxin while looking at the "aliens" of the new era in panic. Many pedestrians around involuntarily hid to the side and watched from a distance. It's none of their business, hang high, this is China's thousand-year-old way of protecting themselves, so that they will not provoke these gangsters for the so-called justice.

I frowned, and I felt very uncomfortable, is this the people of the country that I have sworn to defend with my blood and even my life? Our soldiers have shed blood and sacrificed without regret, and even in peacetime, they have undertaken a large number of urgent, difficult, and dangerous tasks, and are always ready to sacrifice everything for the interests of the motherland and the people. But today, these little gangsters who don't know the height of the sky, they don't work hard, eat and wait for death, and now they are still looking for trouble with their "patron gods"!

I didn't speak, I still hugged Xinxin, Xinxin didn't cry anymore under the comfort of my mother, but looked at them in horror, I stood quietly, waiting for those "aliens" to attack us.

A guy with dark blue hair and pigtails stamped in front of me, it seemed that he should be their "leader", but he didn't dare to get too close to me, maybe he was afraid that I would suddenly attack him, so that even if they could finally clean me up, it would be a very shameful thing for him personally, and it would make him lose his "leadership image" in front of his "little brother". He wouldn't be so stupid to fight me alone, their best tactic was to rush up - group fights, and my height and physique also put a lot of pressure on him, and his hemp body of less than 170 cm (which can be seen at a glance is due to the lack of exercise) also greatly reduced his self-confidence. So he stopped about two meters in front of me, so that if I were going to make a surprise attack on him, his other "brothers" would have time to "rescue". This may be the "valuable experience" he has summed up after countless similar "negotiations", or maybe he has suffered many losses from "personal heroism", so now he is "smart". As soon as the "smart" "leader" moved, the other gangsters also stopped giggling and slowly approached their "leader" in case of "accidents".

I remained motionless, watching them silently. I have a ridiculous secret feeling about their excessive "caution", how do they know, let alone that they are two meters away from me, even if they are 20 meters away from me, and a few more people, as long as I want, I can kill them in 5 seconds, this is all the killing tactics I have accumulated in countless life and death tearing up, how can it be comparable to the three-legged cat kung fu of their gang of street gangsters?

At this time, Sister Shan's face was pale, trembling and wanted to take the child and pull me away, I smiled at her and gave her a comforting look: It's okay. Of course, she has seen my toughness, but she can't stand up to them! The kind-hearted Sister Shan is still uneasy in her heart. The pedestrians around them also held their breath, and in their minds, a street "bloodshed" was about to be staged. Although there were many people around, none of them came forward to persuade them. In today's society, what about this person, more things are better than less, and who is willing to put themselves in danger for the sake of a stranger?

These gangsters are also quite satisfied with their "aura" that has shocked everyone, and for them, this is quite face-saving to bully too much. A gangster still thinks that the "atmosphere" is not enough, and continues to make noise with the "bloody" atmosphere, threatening everyone: If you have nothing to do with it, you will be splashed with blood, and you will not be responsible!

The "smart" "leader" was also quite satisfied with the current "atmosphere", he cleared his throat, glanced at the "audience" around him, stepped forward again, and said in a slow voice: "Friend, I heard that you offended one of my brothers on the bus today, is there such a thing?" He didn't say that his "brother" was beaten by me, but that I offended him, so as to save his "face" and hide my strength, and in disguise he could give his gangster "brother" courage.

"Yes, it's me." I don't need to go around in circles with him, I still have to apply for a job in the afternoon, so I need to solve the current trouble as soon as possible. The "ringleader" was shocked, he obviously didn't expect me to admit it happily, he thought that I had to distinguish for myself, which made him a little overwhelmed, and the original "negotiation" lines were now useless. But after all, he has been on the "battlefield" for a long time, and his expression immediately turned cold: "Then how do you say to solve it?" My brother is so stupid and a man with a head and a face, can't he just leave it at that? Looking at his pretentious appearance, I suddenly felt funny: a "brother" of street gangsters can be regarded as a person with a head and a face? "So how do you want to solve it?" I gave him something he had been waiting for. The "leader" was overjoyed, and he finally waited for the long-awaited line: "That's easy, my brother is in the hospital, you can come with us." He finally found the domineering "feeling" at the negotiating table again. "I don't have time." I threw him a cold word. The "leader" was shocked again, he was very puzzled, thinking that I dare to argue with the 8 of them alone? Is there any such thing as a "backstage"? "What do you do?" The "leader" was unwilling and wanted to find out more about me. "I'm a security guard." To reassure him, I offered him a career that I might be applying for. "Security?" The guy suddenly put his mind at ease, thinking that a security guard lives almost at the bottom of society, and will definitely not have any background. Even if they "cleaned up", no one would stand up for them, and his confidence immediately became full again.

"Everyone, this guy beat up a good brother of mine this morning, and now he is still in the hospital bed, and the medical expenses have not been settled, we are here today to seek justice for my brother, my brother Biao's brother must not be beaten in vain, it will definitely not work if he doesn't give an explanation today, and my brothers will not agree. Isn't it brothers! "This guy seems to be making the final court speech in court, constantly counting my crimes, as if he wants to get moral support, and then it is logical to ask the teacher for the guilt, even if he beats me out of a stupid, he is also for his brother to do justice, and I, I deserve it. This guy's clumsy performance caused a lot of heckling among the other thugs, and many of the onlookers from afar shook their heads gently: Alas, it seems that the young man has not passed this level today, and he will either lose money or be beaten badly.

The guy saw that his "speech" had achieved the desired effect, and he was even more proud, and very elegantly took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and a witty thug lit a fire for him flatteringly, and he easily spit out a few standard smoke rings, waiting for my "reply", and his eyes looked at the other thugs with envy for his "stunt", and he was even more arrogant.

I didn't want to meet these gangsters in general, so I didn't speak, I moved to the side with Xinxin in my arms, and wanted to go in the other direction, the guy who spit smoke rings saw that I wanted to go, and said angrily: "You can go, but that girl has to stay, and then come to redeem her when you have collected the medical expenses, you can rest assured, my brothers and I will take good care of her during this time." Hahaha! The guy's words caused a burst of laughter from the other thugs. I took a step forward, and my right hand suddenly stretched out, and my fingers were hooked, just like I had lifted the lewd man on the bus in the morning, and I lifted the guy up so easily that before he could reach over and pinch my neck, I had already thrown him out, and just smashed it on the little thug who was laughing so lascibly, and threw him down on the concrete floor. It was all done almost instantaneously, and even the sneering expressions of the thugs didn't have time to finish.

There was silence, save for the two fallen men who groaned in pain...... I took two steps forward, and the guy who was in court just now thought that I was going to beat him back, so he dragged back and fell back on the concrete floor in fright, knocking the guy who had been knocked down and trying to get up to the ground again.

Listen: "First, I beat your "good brother" on the bus in the morning, and there is a reason why he was beaten; Second, your 'good brother' is not as bad as you say, lying in the hospital; Third, if you want to stand up for him, I am afraid that even ten times more people will not be my opponent, and you will only seek humiliation for yourself. I glanced at the group of thugs who were looking at each other: "Be upright." Sister Shan, let's go! ”

After saying this, I stopped paying attention to them, and I turned to Sister Shan, wanting to remind her to go together, but I saw that her handsome face had a complicated expression: surprise, surprise, relief, and love

How did I know that my domineering words of less than 100 words just now were enough to make many girls fall for themselves

The guy I threw out lowered his head and didn't get up from the ground, and when he heard the news that I was leaving, as if he had been amnestied, he should have been glad in his heart, of course he knew that if I didn't use his "brother's" body just now to "catch" him, how could he still be alive now? Only I know that anyone who has been caught once by my steel hook-like hand will probably never forget it for the rest of their lives. I remember that time in Myanmar, I fell asleep in the depths of the vast rainforest because I was too tired. I don't know how long later, I suddenly woke up with a strong chest tightness, and a large python wrapped tightly around my body, and I suddenly had difficulty breathing. You know, pythons are mostly non-venomous, it kills its prey by brute force and then swallows it whole. At that time, it was fortunate that one of his right hands had not been completely entangled, otherwise he would really have the power to return to heaven. With all my strength, I plunged my right hand into the beast's body like a steel hook, wringing desperately, a large amount of heat pouring out of my arm, and I passed out from a severe lack of oxygen. I don't know how long later, when I woke up again, it was almost dark, I was lying in a pile of dead leaves, and more than ten meters away next to it was the dead python, I must have thrown me out because the animal couldn't stand the pain, otherwise I was really finished. It was the most thrilling mission I've ever been on in so many missions, and I still have lingering feelings when I think about it.

Of course, the other gangsters also saw that I was not easy to mess with, how terrifying it was to be able to throw a living person of more than a hundred pounds so far with one hand, not to mention that people didn't even put down the children on their shoulders, if they wanted to use their hands, then they would be able to pay it back.

Many people around him have become Lu Xun's "duck neck", they didn't expect this street "group fight" to end so soon, and their unfinished demeanor is despicable. In their opinion, the thugs beat me to the point of bleeding and begged for mercy on my knees, or I threw them on the concrete floor like chickens by myself, and that was what they wanted.

When the gangster saw me go away, he was helped to his feet by a few thugs. The scene just now still has lingering palpitations: Damn, it's really unlucky, I fell for that bastard, I originally said that it was okay, and I helped him get angry, so I would have given him a reward of 3,000 yuan, and I could have taken the money and my brothers to find a few decent "young ladies" in the nightclub and "relax" well, but now it's good, I didn't get the money, I didn't get the anger, but I was beaten up, let alone "relax". Aggrieved! Fuck, why didn't he say this guy was so good earlier? No, settle accounts with that bastard! Ouch! , my shoulder may have been scratched and bleeding from that horrible guy and it hurt me to death.