"What do you want, tell you to come again, I'll call the police." The hostess was angry and the consequences were serious.

"Old man, since you like her, it's up to you to deal with it."

"Brother Xie Long".

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The old man likes mature beauties, and when he heard the words, he stretched out his claws to the proprietress next to him.

"Looking for death", Lao Leng next to him stretched out his hands, and a small grappling hand grabbed Lao Fu's hand, and then kicked him out a few meters away.

It seems that Lao Leng is not an ordinary porter!

According to the proprietress's understanding, she only knew that he was once a soldier, and it was unknown what kind of soldier, but he had been shot on his body, and it was not easy to exercise vigorously, so he had to be forced to retire from the army.

"Brothers, the guys"! Seeing that the old man was beaten down, how could he give up, and how would he mix up in the future?

Tables, chairs, Lao Zheng is tragic, that's the belongings of his life!

But what can he do with his old arms and legs?

I don't dare to call the police, he still has a wife and children, and he still has to live.

Besides, the police station is really a bit far away from here, there is no police station in Fushi Street, and it may take half an hour to send the police from the nearby Yunxi Township.

Half an hour, you can do a lot of things.

"You're a big man, go and help!" Mengmeng looked at the stupid root hiding behind her, and shouted hatefully.

"I'm afraid". Silly replied weakly.

"I'm afraid of your size, you are a big man, you will never let us women go up to fight and kill!" Mengmeng was annoyed, she had never seen such a spineless man.

Hatefully kicked him in the ass, and the stupid root immediately fell like a kite with a broken string to the place of the fight.

He guarded his head tightly to prevent the wind and rain from ruining his face.

The feet gently seemed to be retreating, and there was a murmur in his mouth: "Can't see me, can't see me......"

Unfortunately, the prayer did not work out.

"Call me"! Suddenly, I don't know who was near him.

Lao Leng is a ruthless face, these many people can't please him, and when he comes in, he happens to be used as a punching bag.

Countless punches and kicks were like hail falling from the winter sky, leaving his hands with nowhere to parry.

"Stop"! Someone stopped a one-sided fight, for whom fights were commonplace, but it wasn't so much fun to get killed.

"Brothers, follow me and help Brother Xiaolong overturn that big man."

Silly Gen, who escaped death, slowly put down the hand protecting his head, squinted left and right, and no one looked at him, with a movement of his foot, he immediately fled back behind Mengmeng and hid.

"Does it hurt"? Mengmeng regretted it a little, she was reckless at the time, but she didn't expect that a dignified seven-foot man really wouldn't fight.

Silly Gen touched the part where he was beaten, was stunned for a moment, and replied in surprise: "It doesn't seem to hurt, is it because they haven't eaten enough?"

Mengmeng was also stunned for a moment, puzzled: "It really doesn't hurt"?

"It doesn't hurt"!

"If it doesn't hurt, then keep going".

"It hurts, it hurts all over my body"!

……

"This is still a hard stubble", Xu Xiaolong was kicked away from the first line by a side, muttering to himself, and suddenly pulled up the two people next to him to whisper a few words, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

Isn't he horizontal?

We'll see how he goes later!

The two who were instructed by Xu Xiaolong gradually approached the proprietress and Mengmeng.

The thief captured the king first, captured these two people, and saw that he was not obedient.

"Don't come here! I'll do kung fu." At this time, the stupid root hiding behind the people was finally found.

"Serpentine Fist, Drunken Fist, Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending......" He basically practiced all the martial arts on TV.

However, there is no bird at all, and his footsteps are still approaching step by step.

"Shaolin Eighteen Arhats Practice Divine Skills". Silly Gen clenched his fists and lifted his breath, trying to show his biceps, but after a while, when he looked up, he was immediately startled and said in a panic: "You are not afraid!" Forget it, I'll take your life first."

The moment he turned around, a person behind him laughed: "I'll hand you a martial arts mastery - Pingsha Falling Leaf Style."

A hard kick in his ass.

The image of a dog eating that immediately appeared in my mind was already in my mind.

"Ahh

It was not the stupid root who shouted, but the person who had just kicked him, and suddenly retreated five or six meters away by a force of anti-shock, and it was really a move to flatten the sand and fall leaves.

Silly Gen turned his head, stunned for some reason, but when he heard Mengmeng's laughter, he became happy.

The other man did not believe in evil and punched him in the chest, but as in the same situation, the two quickly became arhats.

This time, even the shallow laughter of the proprietress was wafting in the wind.

"Silly root, I didn't expect you to be a master"! After Mengmeng laughed, she said coquettishly.

Silly Gen touched his head and said with a smile: "I don't know, how can this be?"

Mengmeng glanced at him: "You ask me, I ask who to go."

……

Xu Xiaolong heard the report of the two subordinates just now, and waved his hand and said, "The idea is hard, withdraw first"!

Come and go in a hurry!

Lao Zheng was silent beside him, picked up the scattered stool legs for a while, and touched the iron plate that was knocked flattened, as well as the skewers scattered all over the ground, it was all his life!

"Lao Zheng, this is our meal money." The proprietress took out her wallet and was ready to pay.

Lao Zheng didn't reply and waved his hand, "Forget it, let's go"!

The proprietress didn't say a word and left.

……

It's just that after a long time, when Lao Zheng cleaned up the broken tables and chairs, he found a large stack of money pressed on the table.

The old tears couldn't be controlled, and let them sway with the wind.

……

Following.

In April, the willows are still in place, and spring buds sprout among the trees.

The sky is infinitely better, and the morning glow is among the clouds.

The breeze brings freshness.

Four people wore tracksuits for a morning jog along the streets.

At the end of the street, there is still unmined land in Xujiawu Village.

The orange trees are full of spring, and the white stamens are dancing in the greenery, waiting to be released.

Spring is the season of ignorance, but also the season of sprouting, it is like the morning glow of the sky, with the rising hope, the high spirit of youth!

After breakfast, everyone had nothing to do, so they came to the flower shop early, serving tea and water to serve these delicate old and young masters.

Compared with the real young master, these flowers are not bad at all, slightly unsatisfactory, and they don't come to cry, make trouble, and hang themselves, they are dead for you to see, and it is really difficult to serve!

……

Ten o'clock in the morning was a good time for the flower shop.

Lao Leng came back from delivery, and glanced coldly at the young people not far away, angry.

"Boss, yesterday's gang is here."

"Who"? The proprietress was stunned for a moment, and she didn't recall it for a while.

Lao Leng immediately explained: "It's just a few gangsters who clashed with us yesterday, they are guarding around the flower shop, and we can't do business at all."

"How can this be justified, how can this be justified"! The proprietress was not angry, but Mr. Mengmeng, who was drinking tea, became angry, walked outside the door and took a look, and suddenly became angry.

"Hi beauty, good morning". When she saw him come out, someone soon greeted her.

It's more appropriate to flirt than to say hello.

Mengmeng's anger was very serious, "Silly root, come out for me."

is pruning the silly roots of flowers and plants, immediately put down the scissors in his hand, in the flower shop, through more than a month of getting along, let him understand that Mengmeng's prestige is no less than the proprietress at all.

Recently, he learned a new word on the computer, called ...... Big, this will see Mengmeng, and asked: "Mengda, who bullied you, recently I practiced the Nine Yin White Bone Claw again."

"It's just a few of them, drive them away, and today my sister invites you to eat braised pork." Mengmeng pointed to a few red willow green chicken heads wandering on the side of the road and said.

After being stunned, for the sake of braised pork, he patted his chest to reassure her.

He approached step by step, and the two people who saw his prestige yesterday were worried, and couldn't help but retreat back and forth, but thinking that they were stepping on state-owned land, they were instantly relieved.

Silly root cultivation approached, suddenly walked in front of them, bowed, and said sincerely: "Brothers, can you not stand here."

This move made several people around a little overwhelmed, and the two who were ready to be beaten at that time were even more foggy.

Although they are gangsters, they are sometimes reasonable, right?

If you really step on the land of the country and are beaten, is the police uncle an ornament?

The current gangsters also have to pay attention to strategy, such as the collusion of officials and businessmen, the nest of snakes and rats, and convince people with reason.

Now Silly Gen's approach has completely disrupted the previous preparations, and now Brother Xiaolong and the two police cars are still waiting not far away!

"Why can't you stand here, this place is your home! I'm going to stand here, you're going to hit me!"

Mengmeng next to him couldn't listen to it anymore, and shouted: "Silly root, he owes a beating, beating him."

Silly Gen looked back and smirked, turned his head again, and whispered softly: "Big brother, can you help?" I want to eat braised pork".

"No"!

Silly Gen was disappointed and quickly retreated behind Mengmeng.

"Why are you so useless, everyone else has bullied you to the door, what about the Nine Yin White Bone Claws you practiced? Cut him". Mengmeng leaned in his waist and asked loudly.

I only praised him yesterday, how can I wilt again today, can you not make her angry!

The proprietress made a color to the old cold, and asked the two of them not to make trouble, they can't afford to mess with such people, and the stupid root is still a black household, so I'm afraid that there will be trouble when the time comes.

Inside the flower shop.

The proprietress suddenly took out an ID card from the drawer and handed it to Silly Gen, the photo on it was also his, and the word Ye Qiu was written on it.

"Hostess, this is ......"

The proprietress said solemnly: "In the future, you will be called Ye Qiu, a person from the capital, whose parents unfortunately died early in the family, and came to Qucheng to beg for a living."

This stems from his accent, standard Mandarin, which is the best person in Beijing.

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Underground floating museum.

It was dark all around, except for the burning oil lamp, swaying a young pale face.

"How is he"? His voice was low, telling of the vicissitudes of life.

A figure slowly emerged in the empty air.

Dressed in a black power suit, with a beautiful face, only here will the two of them lose their true disguise.