The bald head was knocked down, and the companions he brought with him were so angry that they thought they were going to run away after beating someone on the weekend, and they all threw themselves into the kitchen like mad dogs, and the dining table in front of them was kicked loudly.

However, the commotion did not last long, and when everyone was about to rush into the kitchen, the sound stopped abruptly.

Dare to love this kid not to run away, but to go to the kitchen to get weapons!

"Come on! Let's beat Lao Tzu! ”

The roar of the weekend came from the kitchen, and the hoarse roar made everyone who had just gathered at the door of the kitchen retreat again and again, and all of them had the same expression on their faces, unwilling and frightened, making their faces look extremely funny, as if they had eaten, and they couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

Coming out of the kitchen on the weekend, a lonely person, a rusty wood knife, facing the siege of eight people on the other side, the expression on his face remained the same, stubborn, arrogant, and unwilling to admit defeat.

"I'm young, I'm weak, I'm not as big as you, and I'm not as strong as you, but don't underestimate the firewood knife in my hand!" Holding the rusty firewood knife in his hand tightly on the weekend, as if grasping the only straw that can save his life, he stared at the people surrounding him, and said word by word, "Lao Tzu has worked hard to live every day, and every day is the last day to live, not to make much contribution to this society, not to ask how high and how far to climb, and not even to go to heaven or hell after death, I only want to live a stable life for a lifetime, marry a daughter-in-law, and give birth to a bunch of cubs." I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it, Lao Tzu has lived for almost twenty years, and it's enough to make concessions, and if I give in again, I will have no way out, so don't force me. If you have to fight to the death today, it's a big deal, I pull a few cushions, and it's not for nothing to come to this world! ”

When I said this on the weekend, it was like a monologue of an old man standing on the stage in vicissitudes, there was no madness, no excitement, and some were just calm.

However, this self-talk, which was as calm as boiled water, frightened all those who surrounded him.

Born in the Tiger Head Gang, they are used to licking blood on the knife edge, and of course they will not be afraid of a young man under the age of twenty, even if the other party is holding a rusty wood knife.

However, the bald man, the leader, has fallen, and everyone is selfish, and no one dares to guarantee that the chai knife will not hit him when facing a guy who is not going to die. Therefore, the Tiger Head Gang retreated, you look at me, I look at him, no one wants to take this head.

How good it is to be alive, there are countless beauties to play with, and when you die, you will have a pinch of loess and nothing, who would be stupid enough to fight with a guy who doesn't want to die?

Just when the two sides were confronting, the police car roared in, and it took less than half an hour before and after, and the efficiency was so high that it was staggering.

Because the call to the police was that the Hutou Gang had gathered to make trouble and rushed to the city to crack down, the director of the bureau, Li Aiguo, personally drove and rushed over with more than a dozen police officers.

Judging from Li Aiguo's experience in the industry for so many years, this disaster is not small, at least it is bloody, but when he stepped into the small restaurant with his front foot and saw a person holding a firewood knife on the weekend to bluff a group of people from the Tiger Head Gang for a moment, his brain was a little short-circuited, especially when he saw the bald man curled up on the ground with a painful face, he was even more surprised.

The weekend when he was childish, wearing an old Kangcheng Middle School uniform, and holding a firewood knife in his hand made Li Aiguo very puzzled, and he muttered to himself in his heart: "What is the origin of this kid, even the three leaders of the Tiger Head Gang have been knocked down?" ”

"Li ......" is a bald man lying on the ground, the third leader of the Tiger Head Gang, and Ma Yan, who can be regarded as the number one person in Kangcheng, he naturally recognizes Li Aiguo, and he still has some friendship in private.

Seeing Li Aiguo enter the small restaurant, Ma Yan was busy with the support of a companion and struggled to get up from the ground, the leg that was broken by the weekend naturally could not land, and the baby in front of him was also a heart-piercing pain, he stood up with extremely funny movements, covering his crotch with both hands, slightly arched, and being a golden rooster independent, like a lame eunuch, "Brother Li......"

Li Aiguo glared at him, Ma Yan came to his senses, hurriedly swallowed back the words he said, and said honestly and fearfully: "Director Li, you can be regarded as here, this kid is too ruthless, not to mention that he broke my leg, and almost broke my third calf, you have to ......"

From the moment Li Aiguo walked into the small restaurant, the Hutou Gang who surrounded the weekend began to retreat to the wall silently, their faces did not have the slightest taste of fear, more than that, they gloated, and even faintly sympathized with their eyes when they looked at the weekend.

The relationship between police and bandits is like that of a cat and mouse, but these people actually heard the police car honking and did not run away, and their leader Ma Yan even falsely accused the weekend. Although I have experienced less weekends under the age of 20, how can I not see the cattiness in it? Just don't break it. He handed the firewood knife to Qi Baobao, and at the same time secretly stuffed Qi Baobao with a note.

Regardless of whether Concubine Zhao Long, who has only met once, really has the ability to save herself, or whether Qi Baobao is really willing to help him make this call, there is only one thing he can do on the weekend.

Before the police car came, there was not a single fly outside the restaurant, but now there are countless onlookers, these people are not talking about good and evil, just simply joining in the fun, they are pointing at the weekend in the small restaurant, and there are many discussions.

Li Aiguo glared at Ma Yan fiercely again, and after interrupting Ma Yan's words, he raised his eyes to look at Zhou Zhou and Qi Baobao: "Who called the police before?" ”