Chapter 22 The Fat Man of the Runaway

The five big and three thick stall owners twisted a faded chicken in their hands and slammed it on the board, making a crisp crackling sound, and the pale red water beads splashed away, like breaking a balloon filled with water.

"Paralyzed, if it weren't for the fact that you were a good old man and fanned out a few of your teeth, you would have to pay for this chicken today anyway." The stall owner's face shook with a fierce face.

Don't look at Yang Jingxiu's delicate appearance, it is not ambiguous to scold people, this stall owner can't win the scolding, and he starts to play tricks.

Yang Jing raised her chin and said without showing weakness: "I will never pay a penny for this watered chicken, I will leave now, if you dare to stop me, call the police." After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and shook it sexually□□ as if to say, my sister did not screw the mobile phone, but a grenade.

The stall owner smiled instead of being angry: "Little Niangpi, if you have something, you should call the police now, just say that this is the stall surnamed Sun in Yuxing Market." ”

Yang Jing was stunned, and was about to press the mobile phone button, but unexpectedly, a big hand was stretched out in vain, and she snatched the mobile phone, and then Yang Jing was pushed from behind, and her body rushed forward and hit the edge of the marble stall on her chest, so painful that she screamed.

The stall owner with a meaty face smiled coldly, picked up the chopping knife on the board and raised it high, and chopped it on the neck of the dead chicken with a click, and the bloody chicken head rolled in a circle, facing Yang Jing who rushed to the stall.

"Ahh Yang Jing was so frightened that she took a few steps back, and an unsteady body fell backwards, and suddenly, a powerful palm supported her back, and the frightened Yang Jing stood firm, and when she looked back, it was a familiar face.

"Xu Qing!" Yang Jing was like seeing a savior, and screamed in surprise.

Xu Qing shook his head and stuffed the PHS in his hand into his trouser pocket, he also called the police just now, but unfortunately this thing is not powerful, and the chain actually fell off at a critical time.

Seeing that Yang Jing was bullied miserably, he couldn't help but stand up helplessly because he didn't want to be a big-headed Buddha, and he couldn't ignore the friendship with Liu Fatzi.

Xu Qing turned around violently, reached out and clasped the shoulder of a thin man, and said coldly, "Bring the mobile phone." ”

He really saw it on the side just now, it was this guy who snatched Yang Jing's mobile phone and took advantage of the chaos to push her.

The thin man saw that it was a half-sized guy who grabbed him, and simply showed a fierce look and said: "Boy, which eye did you see Lao Tzu taking the mobile phone, let go, be careful that Lao Tzu cuts you." Before the words fell, the mobile phone in his pocket sang a song, which was actually 'sweet honey'.

Looking back, I saw Yang Jing holding another mobile phone in her hand, looking at the thin man's trouser pocket with wide eyes and indignant.

Xu Qing's arm shrank back, pulling the thin man staggering, Yang Jing was quite bold, and when the other party was stunned, she rushed forward two steps forward and reached out to grab a pink mobile phone from the thin man's trouser pocket.

The thin man shook off the big hand on his shoulder, pointed at Xu Qing's nose and said fiercely: "Little cub, Lao Tzu can't kill you today...... Oops! ”

As soon as he was halfway through the words, it turned into a howl of pain, and it turned out that Xu Qing grabbed his outstretched finger and said goodbye in the opposite direction, so painful that the guy squatted down.

Seeing that his people were suffering, the stall owner with a meaty face jumped out with the chopping knife on the board, pointed at Xu Qing and scolded: "Little bastard, don't let go and chop you with a knife." ”