Chapter 132 is really infuriating

There are two people when you go in, and one person when you come out, and whoever changes will feel that something is missing, but you can't say what is missing.

Wang Luo came out of the café, stood on the side of this somewhat secluded road, blinked, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, thinking that he should have time to go to the uncle's house that sells sweet potatoes.

Following the instructions of the navigation all the way, Wang Luo drove the car to a remote road in Guro District, which was still a dirt road, which was worse than the conditions in which Wang Luo lived in Park Ji-yeon's grandfather's house.

Wang Luo found a place to put the car in a good place, because he was not sure if the car could be driven in, and the people in this village seemed to be asleep, which was incompatible with the bustling Seoul on the other side of the wasteland.

The dogs in the village seemed to smell strangers and began to bark wildly, one after the other, making the silent village a little noisy.

Wang Luo passed by a group of young people who were talking and laughing, frowning unhappily.

Wang Luo followed the house number on the doorpost, and finally found Uncle Sweet Potato's house, the courtyard door was not closed, and there was still light in the house.

The familiar sweet potato stove cart was parked in the courtyard, and Wang Luo walked in and knocked on the door.

"Why are you here again, didn't the money just give you money?" Uncle Sweet Potato's irritable voice sounded in the room, and he slammed open the door and startled Wang Luo.

"How about you." Uncle Sweet Potato saw that Wang Luo was slightly stunned.

"I haven't eaten your sweet potatoes in a few days, and I'm a little hungry." Wang Luo smiled and walked sideways into the room that looked a little depressed.

There were some shabby furniture, quilts that had not been laid on the floor, and some shoe prints with dust, Wang Luo frowned slightly, "Someone came just now?" ”

"How did you find here?" Uncle Sweet Potato looked at the empty yard suspiciously, closed the door and asked a little nervously.

"Didn't you say it, I miss your sweet potatoes." Wang Luo said with a smile.

"I've been in poor health lately, and I'll be out of the stall in two days." Uncle Sweet Potato was a little anxious on his face.

"The thugs came to your house?" Wang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the slightly swollen left side of Uncle Sweet Potato's face.

"Nothing. Why are you so nosy, kid? Uncle Sweet Potato was a little impatient, "Let's go, I want to sleep." ”

"What about the money I gave you." Wang Luo asked.

"I spent it." Uncle Sweet Potato's face was stunned, and he said with a straight face.

"It's infuriating." Wang Luo shook his head slightly, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was a little cold. There was no trace of warmth in his inky eyes.

The noise in the yard interrupted what Uncle Sweet Potato wanted to say, Wang Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, opened the door and walked out of the room, Uncle Sweet Potato didn't hold it, and was stumbled. Cowering looked at a few young people in the courtyard who were also wearing jackets in the winter.

"Yo, uncle, who is this uncle?" One of them, little yellow hair, with dyed hair, was chewing gum. looked at Wang Luo contemptuously.

"This should be your rich nephew, uncle." Another young man with some Sven eyes smiled and said, "Uncle is really not honest, he lied to us that we have no relatives." ”

"With those kids that day?" Wang Luo turned his head to look at Uncle Sweet Potato.

Uncle Sweet Potato nodded, pointed at the little yellow hair, and shouted, "Aren't you kid gone, isn't the money already given to you?" What are you doing again? Want me to call the police? ”

"It's only 200,000, which is not enough for us to pay for a taxi." Xiao Huangmao smiled, and looked at Wang Luo with triangular eyes, "This uncle, borrow us?" ”

"Do you think that the police can't control juvenile crimes?" Wang Luo raised the corners of his mouth. Walk slowly forward.

Wang Luo is nearly 1.9 meters tall, with his back to the light, wearing a wide down jacket, like a giant bear, and suddenly shrouded the shadow in this group of delinquent teenagers.

The little yellow hair in the lead was taken aback by Wang Luo's momentum, and subconsciously took a half step back, and then was a little annoyed that he cringed, after all, there were eight people on their side, although Wang Luo looked strong, he would definitely not be able to beat them.

"Uncle. What is a police thing? Little Yellow Fur sneered a little annoyed.

"You're right, the police aren't a thing." Wang Luo raised the corners of his mouth, and the arc of his smile was very charming, as charming as the arc of his raised hand.

"Smack!" A crisp slap sounded in the empty courtyard. Shocked everyone.

Hit someone if you don't agree with each other? Uncle, are you still unreasonable?

Xiao Huangmao, who was slapped to the ground, was full of horror, leaving tears of remorse because of pain and grievances, pointing at Wang Luo and scolding, "Axi!" this for me, brothers! ”

When the others heard this, they first subconsciously looked at Wang Luo, and then took a big step back at the same time, lowering their heads and not daring to look at Wang Luo.

"Bastard." Little Yellow Fur got up from the ground and pulled out a fruit knife in his pocket. screamed and stabbed towards Wang Luo.

Wang Luo frowned slightly, reached out and pinched Xiao Huangmao's wrist, and folded it gently, the sound of bones breaking made people's teeth ache.

Everyone gasped.

Wang Luo looked at Xiao Huangmao, who was rolling on the ground and screaming miserably, frowned, and looked at the young man with glasses who had just spoken with confidence, "Seeing that you are the oldest, you should know what to do in this situation now, right?" ”

"Inside? Ah, I see, I'm sorry for the trouble I caused you and your family. The man with glasses was startled, lowered his head and said an apology tremblingly.

"You're a thug, huh? Could it be an apology company? Wang Luo chuckled, bent down to pick up the fruit knife that Xiao Huang Mao had dropped, pinched the tip of the knife and patted the face of the man with the eyes, "It's a person." ”

"Huh?" The man with glasses was a little confused.

"Call your boss, it's someone who has something to do, let him come over to settle things." Wang Luo pinched the tip of the fruit knife and knocked it over the heads of these bad boys one by one like knocking a watermelon, in exchange for a wail.

"Kneel for me, you have been kneeling until your boss came." Wang Luo helped Uncle Sweet Potato into the room and said with a smile.

Seven teenagers knelt in a row obediently, and a small yellow hair rolled on the ground in pain, and the man with glasses trembled and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

"Kid, go quickly, when their people come, you really can't leave, oops, what do you say you are beating people, can you beat these children, and can you beat those hooligans?" Uncle Sweet Potato looked at Wang Luo with a sad face.

"I'm a person who talks about rules, respect the old and love the young, this is my rule, this group of children slapped your face, I saw it, naturally I can't ignore it, and besides, there is still my business in this, isn't it?" Wang Luo smiled.

"It has nothing to do with you, I've said it many times, even if it's the last time, it has nothing to do with you, you're really nosy." Uncle Sweet Potato sighed a little angrily.

"I'm a nosy person." Wang Luo raised the corners of his mouth and quietly looked at the young people kneeling in the courtyard, "What a good age, why don't you know how to cherish it?" ”

As long as there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and as long as there are rivers and lakes, there is a boss, no matter how modern the metropolis is.

The night in Seoul is the day of this group of bosses.

Han Fan, a young man as ordinary as his name, has an identity that is somewhat contrary to his name, a small leader of a club, and he also has a separate identity, a reporter.

A reporter by day, a boss by night, what an extraordinary life.

Han Fan had just finished following a little star, and he was really going to go home to clean up, and then ask a few people to take a bath and relax, but he didn't expect the phone to ring.

This mobile phone ringing means that there must be some small trouble, affecting his next trip, and he is a little unhappy, "Four eyes, what's the matter." ”

"Brother, brother, the world doctor was beaten, come over quickly." The glasses man's trembling voice came from the phone, and he looked frightened when he heard it.

"I'm injured and I'm in the hospital, why are you calling me?" Han Fan frowned.

"That person, if you don't come, we can't go." The glasses man's voice was about to cry.

"Hell scolding, where are you going to get me into trouble again? There is such a horizontal character in Seoul? Han Fan sat in the car and scolded, "Have you reported my name?" ”

"I reported it, but he said he didn't know." The man with glasses said.

"Don't know? It's easy to do if you don't know, send the address, I'll let him know. Han Fan grinned and showed a cold smile, threw the mobile phone to the co-pilot, and picked up the walkie-talkie next to the navigation.

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PS: I'm a pig, please ignore the previous chapters, TAT. (To be continued.) )