He Qingzhi was stunned, why did the old beggar ask the yellow hair to beg for red underwear? After thinking about it in a blink of an eye, I realized that it was the old beggar who was making fun of Huang Mao. Could it be that the banana peel just now was also thrown by this old beggar? Looking at Huang Mao's fierce appearance, can he let the old beggar go?

Thinking of this, He Qingzhi sweated for the old beggar in her heart.

Sure enough, Huang Mao scolded: "Old ghost, you dare to laugh at uncle?!" As he spoke, he raised his foot and kicked it over.

The old beggar looked skinny and shaky, and when he saw Huang Mao's feet flying, he seemed to stumble backwards, but the bamboo stick in his hand was slightly lifted and caught Huang Mao's feet. At the same time, he shouted in his mouth: "Oh, if you don't give me red underwear, why do you beat me an old beggar?" ”

Before the words fell, Huang Mao kicked the head of the stick, and immediately screamed miserably, holding his feet and squatting down.

Now He Qingzhi was even more surprised, and she didn't see how the old beggar did it, this yellow-haired pig is like killing a pig, what is the ghost called? If you look closely, it turns out that Huang Mao is wearing slippers and kicking the head of the stick, and now it is bloody.

"Hey, little brother, why is it bleeding? Kicked the steel plate, right? The old beggar grinned, bent down, and put his face in front of Huang Mao's eyes, "It's okay if you don't give me red underwear, but you can eat the garbage you threw just now!" ”

"You're looking for death!" Huang Mao squatted on the ground and slapped the old beggar in the face. The old beggar had already taken precautions, and before the slap came to his eyes, the bamboo stick in his hand was already a little in front of Huang Mao's chest. Huang Mao felt a pain in his chest, and involuntarily leaned back to unload his strength. The old beggar continued to send the bamboo stick in his hand, and Huang Mao fell on all fours again.

"If I don't cut you today, uncle, I won't be in Tashan anymore!" Huang Mao got up from the ground and rushed into his own house next door.

Looks like it's going to pick up the guys.

"Old man, you can go quickly." He Qingzhi was worried, this yellow hair was by no means a good stubble, if he really found a knife and cut the old beggar, wouldn't he die of guilt? After all, the old beggar was implicated because he helped himself.

The old beggar grinned disappreciatively: "Don't worry, girl, my old beggar has been begging for food all his life, what kind of mad dog has not been seen?" Stand farther away, and see my old beggar come to clean up this vicious dog today. ”

"But ......" He Qingzhi also had no idea, and when he was hesitating, Huang Mao had already raised a two-foot-long mountain knife and rushed out with a murderous face. The bright mountain chopper burns and pierces in the sun!

He Qingzhi was so anxious that she shouted: "Old man, run away!" ”

But the old beggar was indifferent, looking at the yellow hair that rushed over, and sneered with a bamboo stick: "Little brother, do you want to play with the old beggar?" ”

"I'll hack you old bastard!" The chopping knife in Huang Mao's hand kept waving, and the fierce god jumped over like a vicious spirit.

Suddenly, He Qingzhi's eyes flickered, and she saw that something fell from the canopy of the tree on the side of the road, and it happened to fall into the collar of Huang Mao.

Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, then threw down the machete and shouted: "Oops, oops, oops...... what is it?!" While shouting, he hurriedly took off his shirt, and a small red-spotted snake about a foot long shook off from his clothes.

"! How can there be snakes in trees? Huang Mao raised his head and looked at the canopy with a depressed expression.

"Hee-hee, there's a bigger one, do you want it?"

With the laughter, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy jumped down from a tree, and on his arm, a large spotted snake was entangled, and he was puffing out his eyes, looking up at the yellow hair, and spitting out letters.

Although the young man looked childish, thin and ragged, his eyes were full of disdain for Huang Mao.

He Qingzhi also knew this young beggar, and in recent days, as long as the old beggar is not here, the young beggar will definitely beg on the opposite road. He Qingzhi often thinks, this child looks very smart, and at this age, why don't he go to school? It is estimated that 8/9 out of 10 is an orphan and a poor person.

It's just that I don't know when this kid climbed up the tree, suddenly jumped down, and got such a terrifying snake.

When Huang Mao saw the big snake at first sight, he was startled, took several steps back, and pointed to the two beggars in front of him: "You, you are in a gang, right?" ”

"Hey, that's right, the world calls Hanako a family, and we are all in a group." The little beggar smiled coldly, bent down and grabbed the little snake that had just fallen to the ground, and wrapped it around his neck.

"Good, good, good!" Huang Mao saw that the situation was unfavorable to him, and said angrily, "If you have a kind of wait, I will wait for me, and within an hour, I will ask you to kneel down and call grandpa!" ”

"Shouting...... What the? The young beggar frowned and poked his ear with his little finger, as if he did not hear the words.

"Grandpa!" Huang Mao said angrily.

"Hey, good grandson, that's a nice shout, hee-hee. It's a pity that Grandpa didn't have any sugar for you today......" The young beggar took advantage of it and grinned, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

I didn't expect this little ghost to be so narrow, and He Qingzhi couldn't help but laugh. The old beggar laughed even more loudly and unscrupulously.

Huang Mao gritted his teeth, cursed a foul word, turned back to his courtyard, stepped on the motorcycle and walked away, leaving behind the roar of the engine.

"Old man, little ...... Thank you so much today, little brother. He Qingzhi stepped forward and said, "However, this person may have gone to his friends for help, you guys, it's better to hide, right?" ”

The old beggar smiled: "Girl, we have avoided it, will this yellow hair let you go?" ”

"I'm ......," He Qingzhi hesitated, "I won't go out at home, if he dares to come nonsense, I'll call the police." I don't believe it, in broad daylight, there is no royal law. ”

The young beggar on one side stepped forward, scraped his thumb under his nose, raised his head, and said with a proud face: "This sister is relieved." With us here, no one in Tashan County dares to touch you. If that yellow hair moves a hair of yours, I'll ask him to pay for a thigh! ”

Ah, such a big breath? He Qingzhi was taken aback. This kid is hot-blooded and warm-hearted, but can he beat a bunch of gangsters with this old and young man? Huang Mao went to call someone for help this time, and he didn't know how many bad guys he would call.

It would be nice if Su Can was here, he would call Ren Mingqi, Ren Mingqi would greet the police station in the area, that little gangster would not dare to come nonsense.

Now when something happens, there is no one to discuss, and I have to rely on two Hanako to protect me, alas, .......

He Qingzhi took out two hundred-yuan bills from her bag and handed them over: "Old man, little brother, I know you are all good people." But it started because of me, and I can't bother you. Take this money and leave quickly. Huang Mao is here, I'll figure it out myself. ”

"Sister said that, does she look down on us?" A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in the young beggar's eyes, "We want the money that good people give them no matter how much, but we never take money for helping people fight." Sister, take the money back. ”

The old beggar also nodded, and said, "Girl, go back to the house." It's none of your business, you can just watch the excitement upstairs. If you really don't care, then make two more dishes at noon, and then send them across the road, give us a bowl of rice, and you're done. ”

He Qingzhi saw that the old and the young were all talking about this, and it was not good to insist anymore, so she opened the courtyard door and turned back and said, "Then ......, you should be careful." I'll look upstairs later, and if something doesn't happen, I'll call the police. ”

"Okay, okay, just watch from upstairs." The young beggar seemed impatient and waved his hand repeatedly.

Huang Mao, a garbage scumbag, lives next door to him, and in the future, I'm afraid some of them will be disgusting. Thinking of this, He Qingzhi couldn't help but feel sad, and with a nervous mood, she unlocked the door and entered the house.

In order to prevent Huang Mao from suddenly bringing people in, He Qingzhi locked the courtyard gate and gate again, and then went upstairs, leaning on the front balcony, looking at the road opposite.

Under the shade of the tree, two beggars, one old and one young, had set up the chessboard for a long time, and were killing with relish.

Are they really hidden masters? He Qingzhi thought that this calm and confident calmness is not something that anyone can pretend to be.

In the confusion, a roar of motorcycles came from far and near, burrowing into his ears.

Oh no, the yellow hair is back. He Qingzhi was lying on the railing, looking to the west, more than a dozen motorcycles, wrapped in dust, roared like lightning.

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