Chapter 7 People are good and others are deceived
Liu Jia looked at Ye Feng who was leaving angrily, and clenched his hands into fists, this kid is too bastard, and he won't say hello to himself when he leaves.
"Jiajia, why are you still angry when your friend wins?" Sun Feifei hugged Liu Jia excitedly and asked.
Liu Jia was taken aback, he should be as far away from him as possible, why should he be angry because he didn't greet him, suppress this thought, and viciously think that Ye Feng drove his own car without his consent, and used it to gamble, it must be like this.
"Why can't I be angry? He came over and competed with me with such good skills. Liu Jia made a lame excuse and said.
Sun Feifei thought of the 100,000 yuan that Liu Jia lost, and hugged Wang Lin's arm with a happy face and smiled: "Brother Wang Lin, you are still smart and not fooled." β
Liu Jia is full of black lines, this schadenfreude is too obvious, but thinking of Sun Feifei's simple thoughts, she doesn't bother to blame.
Wang Lin said very stinkily: "Generally speaking, as soon as Ye Feng walked out, I knew that he was not a mortal, at that time you didn't notice how he walked, didn't notice his eyes, didn't pay attention to his hands." β
sighed slightly: "Actually, I don't blame you for this, who made Li Qing's words too annoying, and your attention was attracted by him." β
"Wow, it's a person like Brother Wang Lin who is not shocked." Sun Feifei said adoringly.
Liu Jia didn't want to stay with them longer, she really couldn't understand what Wang Lin just said about the walking posture, as well as the relationship between her eyes and hands and driving.
"The game is over, let's go back." Liu Jia said.
Sun Feifei stuck out her tongue: "It's not safe at night, we'll send you." βββ
The driver put down the empty bottle in his hand and laughed, "Cool, eat skewers." β
"Judge, you just came to the East China Sea, and you don't have a place to live, do you? How about where to go with us? The bayonet said vaguely as he ate the grilled squid.
The driver also nodded and said: "We bought a villa in Donghai, only the two of us live, and it is still lively when you come." β
Ye Feng looked at the two of them with strange eyes, shook his head and said, "I won't disturb your two-person world, don't pull me into the water, I am a person with a fiancΓ©e, and now I live where my fiancΓ©e is." β
"Boss, a dozen beers and fifty strings of big waists." Before anyone arrived, the sound began at the intersection, and the whole street could hear it.
Everyone else looked at it curiously, and the four young men who came over were shirtless, and one of them was skinny like a telephone pole, with tattoos on his arms, and he felt like he was indecent.
However, these four young men did not choose to share a stall with Ye Feng and the three of them, but chose the stall next to them and sat directly opposite Ye Feng.
"Okay, here's beer, and you'll be fine later." Ye Feng saw a woman in her forties and fifties twisting her bucket waist and putting a dozen beers on the table for four people across the driver, without a trace of difficulty.
The telephone pole shouted dissatisfiedly: "Boss, why haven't you seen your daughter recently, what has Sister Shuang'er been doing these days?" β
"You little bunnies want to be beaten again, don't you?" The proprietress threatened, not taking these four people into account.
'Bang' The telephone pole slapped the proprietress in the face, put the tattoo on the right hand in front of the proprietress in front of the proprietress, and sneered: "Give you face, Lao Tzu is now a hound, hurry up and call your daughter to accompany the wine, otherwise you don't have to set up a stall here." β
The proprietress rolled up her sleeves and just wanted to do it, when she saw a hound with a tattoo on the hand of the telephone pole, she was stunned and didn't know what to do.
"What's the matter, you four little cubs dare to come to Lao Tzu to find trouble, do you want to die?" A man who was fatter than the proprietress walked by with a mop.
"I'm a hound." The pole sneered and put his hand in front of the boss.
The knife fell, and the boss smashed a mop on the face of the telephone pole, and said angrily: "I don't care who you are, it's not okay to beat my wife, isn't it a hound." β
The mop in the man's hand fell to the ground, and he looked at the telephone pole in surprise, his face full of incredulity, he really couldn't understand how the telephone pole was joined by the hound.
The name of the hound is clear to every stall, because it is under the control of the hound, but the quality of the hound members is very high, and each member is a fierce man who can fight three or four ordinary people.
But no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the telephone pole was a cowardice that three or four couldn't beat an ordinary person, and then picked up the mop and smashed it again, muttering in his mouth: "You dare to pretend to be a hound to scare people, Lao Tzu will kill you." β
"The old lady was almost deceived by you, do you think that a person with a tattoo is a hound?" The proprietress was not to be outdone, she picked up the bench and smashed it, and two to four did not have a disadvantage at all.
The pole's arrogant expression disappeared, and he roared angrily: "You wait for Lao Tzu, the hound will not let you go." Then he took the lead and ran away.
"Older children learn to flirt with beautiful women, and the beauties are beaten away before they come out." Ye Feng said speechlessly.
The driver turned his head and pouted: "The hound is really getting more and more mixed up, and this kind of person can be recruited." β
The bayonet dried a bottle of wine, then opened another bottle, drained it, and after five bottles, he said, "Let's go." β
"What do hounds do? Do you have a grudge? Seeing the bayonet's angry face, Ye Feng couldn't understand what organization the East China Sea could have for the two of them to see, and what organization could affect the bayonet's mood.
The driver sighed: "The dignity, the dignity of the bayonet was taken away from them." β
"Poof." Ye Feng really couldn't hold back, and asked rhetorically, "Does this guy have such a thing as dignity?" β
When the bayonet got up, he saw that the two had no intention of leaving, and asked, "Will you go?" β
"If you don't go, you can sit down too, are you afraid?" Ye Feng asked playfully, not afraid of stimulating the bayonet's emotions at all.
The bayonet sat down with a big grin and said: "I'll tell you about this, after I came to the East China Sea, I was penniless, and I couldn't find any good job with an arm, so I worked as a cleaner." β
"Next, I'll talk about it, the two of us came together, I said I would support him, he didn't want to, he had to be self-reliant, to prove that he could be self-reliant with one arm." The driver rushed to say.
The bayonet covered the driver's most and said: "Shut up, I was able to support myself by working as a cleaner at that time, living in a rental house, and sweeping the streets every day was a little boring and hard, but it was very comfortable." β
"Comfortable fart, the hounds see that you are a disabled person, and ask you to beg for them, and after you refuse, they go to your place every day to loot your things, and they also litter the streets, so that they throw one by one." The driver said as he broke free of his hand.
Ye Feng looked at the bayonet, and then thought about how he was being played
"Poof, I'm not laughing at you with a bayonet, I'm not laughing at you." Ye Feng forcibly explained, this humiliation was too great, and he didn't know how to endure the bayonet.
When Ye Feng wanted to continue listening, the two were already scuffling together.
Looking at the excited appearance of the bayonet, Ye Feng felt that he should not have endured it, and went to find the driver after taking revenge on those few hounds who played with him, otherwise the two would not live together now.
Ye Feng was making up for it, and he saw more than a dozen telephone poles with sticks in their hands appearing at the door of the store next door, and the customers of that store were all scared away when they saw these people.
"Bald brother, this is it." The telephone pole said to a middle-aged bald man with a flattering face.
The boss stood in front of the proprietress and said flatteringly: "Bald brother, why are you interested in coming to our store today?" Hurry up and sit inside. β
"There's no need to sit, my little brother was beaten by you?" The bald man asked with a sneer, he was not in a hurry, he preferred the nervous feeling of seeing others with a glimmer of hope than hitting someone.
"IβI didn't know he was your hound's man, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to beat him if I had a hundred guts!" The boss explained aggrievedly.
The telephone pole felt that he had been humiliated, and said angrily: "You fart, I showed you the tattoo, I didn't wear any clothes today, I came to show my identity, and you dare to say that you don't know that I am a hound." β
"Bald brother, they all say that a hound can beat several well, this brother doesn't look like he can beat several, I thought it was fake." The boss went on to explain that he was not willing to give up even the slightest hint of hope.
The bald head nodded and said, "He really doesn't look like a person from our hounds." β
"Yes, yes, bald brother, please sit down, I will invite you this time, it can be regarded as making amends for your sins." The boss saw that the bald head wanted to forgive him, and hurriedly said.
"But he can't be beaten in vain." The bald head looked at the beaten telephone pole in embarrassment and asked, "What do you want?" β
"Let his daughter come out and spend the night with me." The telephone pole sneered and said, "No, it's to accompany our brothers for one night." β
"That's reasonable." The bald brother nodded at his big bald head, then turned to the boss and said, "You don't have to invite us to dinner, just do what he asks, after all, he is the victim." β
The boss hasn't answered yet, the rest of the hounds all raised their sticks, they know that the boss won't be the same, they don't need the boss's consent, all they have to do today is to smash the shop and beat people, of course, if the boss agrees, they may not be willing, look at the ugly appearance of the boss and the boss's wife, and they can't give birth to such a beautiful daughter.
"Don't think about the idea of beating my daughter, they are beaten by me, if you want to kill me, don't bully women." The boss straightened the rocker and said, "Wife, take Shuang'er with you." β
"Is Frost there too?" The telephone pole's eyes lit up, and he smiled: "Big brother, I'll go find their daughter." β
Looking at the telephone pole that was going to the store, the boss stood in front and said angrily: "You can't hurt my daughter." β
"Bang" a baseball bat smashed on the boss's head, blood kept dripping, the boss did not fall, but rushed towards the telephone pole, he wanted to kill the person who wanted to hurt his daughter.
"Call me." The bald guy looked at the boss's crazy appearance and smiled with satisfaction, he just wanted to see someone desperate, and now he saw it.