Hearing the wolf howl of the fat cook, Zhang Zhen deliberately showed his man's majesty in front of Xue Qi, so he deliberately made a calm and confident posture, and scolded slightly: "Do big things to be calm, don't be surprised, what's going on?" Take your time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The fat cook was really relieved, pointed to the lobby, and said clearly: "The stranger from yesterday is here again." ”

Scold! It's arrogant enough! Zhang Zhen frowned and said, "Call Chen Buwen over, let's go and drag him, you hurry up and report to the official and invite Xing Zhutou here." ”

The fat cook stood still.

Zhang Zhen wondered: "What? Anything else? ”

The fat cook said with a bitter face: "Shopkeeper, a few people came with him." ”

"Who?"

"Fan Meng."

"Fan Meng?" Zhang Zhen's brows furrowed suddenly, and a hint of ominous premonition immediately rose in his heart. He looked back at Xue Qi, and she also looked at him, a little dazed.

Zhang Zhen thought for a while, walked over and threw the spinach in Xue Qi's hand into the basin, and said in a serious tone: "Xue Qi, now you go to the backyard immediately to hide, and I will ask Chen Buwen to send you away in a while." ”

"Did something happen......"

Before Xue Qi finished asking, Zhang Zhen had already interrupted her: "It's okay, do as I say, I'm also just in case." ”

Xue Qi was pushed out of the back kitchen by Zhang Zhen with a look of doubt and worry and went to the backyard. Zhang Zhen turned to the fat cook who was stunned and said, "Hurry up and find Chen Buwen, try to hide as much as possible, don't alarm them." You asked Chen Buwen to send Xue Qi out of the back door and hide in my house first. You go to the officer, I'll ...... Go see what the hell is going on. ”

Zhangjia noodle restaurant is divided into four parts: lobby, back kitchen, upstairs private room and backyard, Zhang Zhen only hopes that Chen Buwen is not staying in the lobby now, otherwise according to Chen Buwen's bloody temper, it is easy to intensify the contradiction and make trouble, and then he will not be able to hold on to this small noodle shop shopkeeper.

Fortunately, Chen Buwen quickly walked into the back kitchen from the backyard, and had already met Xue Qi and heard some news, so he asked directly after seeing Zhang Zhen: "What's the matter?" ”

"You tell him." Zhang Zhen said to the fat cook, and walked into the lobby as he spoke, Zhang Zhen didn't dare to let Fan Meng wait for a long time.

Entering the lobby, Zhang Zhen's heart was even colder, the other diners in the lobby had been cleared out, the fat cook said that the stranger had brought a few people, Zhang Zhen counted slightly, in addition to the thin boxer who came to make trouble yesterday and the burly and majestic Fan Meng with a beard, there were five. Two sat next to Fan Meng, one stepped on the stool and looked around, and the other two guarded the door, both with squinting expressions.

The comer is not good!

Zhang Zhen hesitated slightly, and immediately changed to a businessman's smiling face, pretending not to see the thin boxer, and arched his hand towards Fan Meng as he walked: "I heard the magpie cry in the morning, I knew that something good must be coming today. ”

Fan Mengpi said with a smile: "Thanks to Boss Zhang's blessing, life can go on." ”

Zhang Zhen immediately scolded a helper who was shrinking beside him: "Why are you standing stupidly! Such an eyeless price! Hurry up and bring you all the best sake in the store. ”

Hearing Zhang Zhen's words, the helper hurriedly agreed and wanted to run away, when suddenly an object flew towards Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen couldn't dodge, only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and fell backwards with both hands open, but fortunately there was a counter behind him to block it, so he didn't fall to the ground.

Zhang Zhen propped his arms on the counter, his body was stable, and when he looked down, he saw a dagger stuck in his shoulder. His face was pale, and he said to Fan Meng in disbelief: "Second master, you ...... What does this mean? ”

Fan Meng ignored Zhang Zhen, but looked at the thin boxer sitting beside him with some confusion, and said in a rough voice: "Dongzi, don't you say that he is a master, I don't have any ability to look at it." ”

Dongzi looked at Zhang Zhen, who was struggling to support himself against the counter with a face full of pain, his face was a little cloudy, and said, "Cousin, this kid is pretending to be a grandson, he is definitely a master." ”

Fan Meng gestured to Zhang Zhen and sneered: "It's all like this, or a master?" Brother, it can't be that you miss it for a while, right? put up such a big battle in a noodle restaurant, and bullied an honest and honest person, and there is no place for my brother's old face to rest. ”

Dongzi hurriedly said: "Cousin, you have to believe me, when I started with him yesterday, he seemed to be out of order, but he grabbed me everywhere, and every time I wanted to make a move, he suppressed it in advance." And this kid has a strange power, and the three dunzi wanted to help me cut him, but I was pushed in front. A white cloth was wrapped diagonally around his chest, and there was faint blood underneath, which must have been the wound he said was cut by the strong boxer named Sandunzi.

Fan Meng laughed and said, "I said Dongzi, is your brother a little stupid?" I don't think he's very good at it. When I pulled him out of the yamen yesterday, you saw how cowardly he looked, it was a shame. ”

Dongzi still had to distinguish it, and there was a sudden commotion in the back kitchen. Zhang Zhen turned his head to look, and half of the breath in his heart was vented.

The fat cooks Chen Buwen and Xue Qi were pushed into the hall, followed by four men with steel knives in their hands. Chen Buwen was tied with hemp rope, his face was gloomy and unwilling, he had several wounds on his body, and the whole person looked bloody, while the fat cook and Xue Qi were full of horror.

When he saw Zhang Zhen and saw his embarrassed appearance with a dagger on his shoulder, Xue Qi immediately showed a distressed gaze, and almost subconsciously walked towards him, his voice trembling a little: "Brother Zhang...... You ......" Xue Qi had just taken a step, and was immediately grabbed by a man who reached out viciously.

"I'm fine, a little injury doesn't get in the way, don't worry." Zhang Zhenqiang smiled and waved his injured arm.

"Brother Zhang......" Xue Qi's voice choked, and tears fell down.

"Huh! She's the chick you say? Tut-tut! It's good enough! It's not in vain for Lao Tzu to run. ”

Fan Meng stared at Xue Qi, his eyes lit up, and he stared at her for a long time before turning his head to Zhang Zhen and said, "Shopkeeper Zhang, everyone says that you are a kind person, and I don't want to embarrass you." You broke my brother's face, I took this chick away, and the matter was settled, and you can open your noodle restaurant with peace of mind in the future, what do you think? ”

Although he used a consultative tone, he didn't wait for Zhang Zhen's reply, and tilted his head to indicate that the man who was in charge of Xue Qi was about to pull her to Fan Meng's side.

Zhang Zhen gritted his teeth and stood up straight, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stop him, forcibly endured the pain in his shoulder, and arched his hand: "Second master, this little girl is a helper in the villain's shop, she is here to help, I can't let her have an accident in the store, otherwise how can I be worthy of her parents." That eldest brother offended people because I didn't entertain them well, and I tried my best to meet any requests that came to me. There is a debtor and a master, the second master, you are a person with status, you should understand things better than me. ”

Fan slapped the table and shouted angrily: "The surname is Zhang!" You dare to talk to me! ”

As he spoke, he waved to the side, and immediately a few more daggers were handed over by his subordinates, and Fan Meng continued: "Okay! Didn't you say you wanted to pay off your debts yourself, then I'll show you...... Second master, how do I collect debts! I have five daggers in my hand, you can hide, if you are still alive after I throw the dagger capital, our account will be written off, and you will not have to pay the protection fee of this noodle restaurant in the future! ”

Zhang Zhen looked at the dagger shining with cold light in his hand, and his expression was solemn.

Fan Meng swept the dagger in his hand and said with a cruel smile: "Of course, there is another way, my brother said that you are a hidden master, you have to really have the ability to put us all down, hehe...... Not to mention the protection fee, I, the second leader of the Black Tiger Gang, are all yours. What do you want to do? ”

This time, he really had to discuss with Zhang Zhen.

The hall suddenly fell silent, including the people watching the excitement outside the noodle restaurant, and everyone looked at Zhang Zhen.

I saw that this honest man, who had been bowing slightly and trying to make a flattering look, suddenly straightened his waist, and the whole person was like an overlord spear straight to the ground. He looked directly into Fan Meng's eyes with a calm face, and said in a light tone: "Five daggers? Okay, just five daggers, see if God is willing to accept my cheap life today. ”

Fan Meng looked at this calm face, and his heart was a little weak for no reason. From Zhang Zhen's direct gaze without a trace of waves, he faintly saw a trace of indifference to life and contempt for him, like a cat looking at a mouse.

This kind of thinking made Fan Meng very annoyed, obviously he should be the hunter's superior, where did the unattractive noodle shop shopkeeper in front of him come from so confident? It made him feel that his majesty had been violated.

Fan Meng's brows furrowed, the beard on his chin also fled, and his expression became hideous and terrifying. Whether he made this face to intimidate Zhang Zhen or cheer himself up, he couldn't tell, anyway, he still clenched the dagger in his hand.

Unlike archery, which relies on bowstring tension, throwing a dagger relies entirely on one's own strength and skill, and the speed is much slower. The distance of five or six steps is not far, but if the reaction is fast, the dagger can completely dodge.

But Zhang Zhen still stood tall, his feet firmly nailed to the ground, and he had no intention of dodging at all.

Sou!

The first dagger grazed the left side of Zhang Zhen's body and nailed it to the container behind him.

He bet he would hide to the left, and he didn't.

Fan Meng let out a sinister laugh, continued to pick up the second dagger, paused slightly, and shook his wrist.

The dagger grazed Zhang Zhen's left side again, not far from the first landing point.

He still bet that he would hide to the left, but he still didn't.

The two of them seemed to have discussed playing a game in private, but he obviously didn't move, but he just couldn't hit it. Spectators on the street began to whisper like mosquitoes.

Fan Meng's face became more and more ugly, he took the third dagger, and his eyes narrowed when he looked at Zhang Zhen.

He seemed to be caught in some kind of obsession, and the third dagger still flew to Zhang Zhen's left side.

But this time, Zhang Zhen moved, and at the moment when Fan Meng's dagger left his hand, Zhang Zhen dodged to the left, and the dagger successfully pierced between Zhang Zhen's chest and abdomen.

The spectators outside the noodle shop let out a burst of exclamation, and Xue Qi covered her mouth suddenly, tears like beads with broken threads.

"You-" Fan Meng opened his mouth in surprise, and closed his mouth after only one word. Others only said that he finally won this psychological game, there were precedents for the first two times, Zhang Zhen must have thought that he would not throw a dagger to the left before dodging to the left, and he just calculated this and successfully hit Zhang Zhen.

However, the truth may only be known to him, where the owner of the noodle shop is hiding, and it is clear that he hit the dagger after seeing his movements.

He didn't want to embarrass himself, and he was trying to calm his anger in this self-inflicted way.

Compared with those little Jiujiu in his heart, Zhang Zhen's brightness made Fan Meng feel ashamed, and he was angry from shame, and he was a clown who lived in the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

"Two more knives." Zhang Zhen spoke quietly.