He was in a good mood when he was full of wine and food, but when Yan Murong saw the numbers on the bill, he suddenly felt a sense of distress, a table of six dishes, it actually cost more than 4,700 yuan - this is not a meal, this is a cannibalism.

Thinking of Xiao Shunzi's father and son, Yan Murong was sad for a while, they were still eating pickled vegetables and steamed buns all day long - I hadn't seen them for a few days, and I didn't say goodbye, and I didn't know if they would worry about themselves.

In these years, there are a lot of strange things, the same plate of wild vegetables, buy only a few dollars, eat a plate in the green garden costs hundreds of yuan, it is really the poor eat wild vegetables at home, the rich eat wild vegetables in restaurants, the same things, different prices, but the gap between people has a huge contrast.

After discussing with Teng Xiangling, Yan Murong planned to go and see Xiao Shunzi's father and son, at least he didn't have to hide now, he could help them, he couldn't bear to let Xiao Shunzi's father's broken leg grow back, but some material help can still be done now.

As soon as Yan Murong got in the car, the driver took the initiative to chat with him, there is nothing that cannot be talked about in military, politics, and fashion - Yan Murong felt that it was a pity that Yanjing's brother did not become a professor, they were much more educated than those experts.

"Little brother, is that car in the back your friend?" The driver asked, looking in the rearview mirror at the van not far behind.

"Yes." Yan Murong said, but in the dim car, the driver didn't see the smile that pulled out of the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, I said." The driver nodded. "I've been following us for a few streets, and if it weren't for your friend, I would have called the police - don't you know, there are quite a few taxi robberies now."

"Hehe, you put me down in front, I'm here." Yan Murong smiled noncommittally, pointed to the side of the road and said.

"Okay." The driver stopped the car steadily, took the money and drove away. The van behind saw Yan Murong get out of the car and also stopped on the side of the road.

"Zheng Shao, that kid got out of the car." Scar said as he looked out the window. "How did he get off in this place? Did you find us? ”

"What's wrong?" Zheng Xiao asked inexplicably, he didn't care where Yan Murong got off the car, as long as he could catch him.

"Zheng Shao, look." Scar pointed to a small alley beside Yan Murong and said. "This is an old building, and almost all of them are small alleys, and it is easy for outsiders to get lost if they walk in."

"So what." Zheng Wuming glanced at Yan Murong, who was still standing on the side of the road, and said. "Maybe he's going to live here—, keep up."

As he spoke, Yan Murong had already turned around and ran into an alley behind him.

Yanjing's hutongs are so famous that some tourists even use it as a tourist attraction. Of course, most of them have been demolished because of some needs, and the rest has become a kind of historical culture.

The alleys were darkly lit, and apart from the occasional faint light shining from a small courtyard, there was not even a single street lamp.

"What the hell is this?" Zheng Xiao couldn't help but complain after tripping over the stones under his feet twice. Wherever he went, the floor could be wiped as a mirror, and this kind of black rumbling place was the first time he came.

"Fuck, where did this kid go?" Scar scolded and said, this alley is winding, it's easy to hide someone, it's just that although it's a little dark here, it's very quiet, why can't you even hear the footsteps.

"With me for so long, which of you is sick?" Suddenly, Yan Murong's voice came from behind, startling Zheng Xiao, along with Scar and a few younger brothers.

In the end, the person who has seen blood Scar was startled, he immediately turned around, and there was an extra jump of steel pipe in his hand, staring vigilantly at Yan Murong who was not far away, he knew that the one who could stand behind them without moving quietly was probably also a practitioner, this kid looked weak and weak like a malnourished little white face, but this was not the case.

"Hey." Zheng Xiao was also taken aback, and when he saw that it was Yan Murong standing behind him, he laughed strangely. "Boy, you can be a man, and you will come out by yourself knowing that we are looking for you, which will save me a lot of trouble."

"I knew you were looking for me, so I came out." Yan Murong said with a harmless smile on his face. "I'm a doctor, you must be looking for me, right? Say, who is sick? ”

"You're sick." Zheng Xiao is not stupid, he also knows that Yan Murong is scolding him around the corner. "We're not sick, but you'll have to see a doctor later. Scar, come on. ”

Scar nodded, but instead of going up, he ordered the four younger brothers beside him. "Go up and round him up."

The big ones command the small ones, and the small ones naturally instruct the smaller ones, these days, how many big brothers have to do it themselves when they fight? There is a group of younger brothers charging in front, and the eldest brother only needs to move a stool in the back to drink tea, knock melon seeds to watch the excitement - if he loses, he will stand up and say a few cruel words, and then turn around and leave.

Yan Murong didn't have the habit of waiting for others to get ready before moving, and when the four thugs came over, Yan Murong moved. The body ran to the left, and then kicked against the wall, with the force of the rebound, Yan Murong directly passed the two gangsters in front of him, and at the same time, when he was about to land, he suddenly stagnated in the air, and his body was reversed in the air, and he kicked in the back of a gangster's heart.

After landing, Yan Murong's figure did not stop, and without waiting for a gangster behind him to turn around, he stood on the ground with his left foot, raised his right foot high, drew a semicircle in the air, and slashed it on the gangster's shoulder.

"Click"

A clear sound of bone cracking came out in this quiet alley, which was extremely harsh, but it was quickly drowned out by the cry of pain.

When Yan Murong turned around again, the steel pipes in the hands of the remaining two thugs had already slammed towards his shoulders and head with a roar.

"Idiot." Yan Murong sneered disdainfully, reached out and grabbed the steel pipe that smashed into his head and pulled it hard, the gangster suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell to Yan Murong, Yan Murong took advantage of the situation to pull him into his arms, and the other steel pipe also just smashed down - it was not Yan Murong's shoulder that hit, but the head of the gangster who was pulled into Yan Murong's arms.

Without waiting for the other party to react again, Yan Murong slammed a palm on the back of the head of the bloodied thug in his arms, directly knocking him unconscious, and at the same time, his right foot was also kicked out from the bottom up-Then, the face of the remaining unlucky child turned purple and red, and he knelt down with his hands on his crotch, rolling on the ground in pain, but he couldn't shout.

Fuck - this kid doesn't understand the rules of the rivers and lakes, and he actually uses such a rogue move.