Chapter 7 Encountering a Female Gangster on the Street

Qiao Yang grabbed the circle in his hand, walked closer to these handicrafts, bent down and put the circle in the middle of the handicraft he originally fancied, it was a very good cabbage-shaped ashtray, just enough to decorate the coffee table in the living room, he was not greedy, and he didn't need the big objects at the back, just this is not big or small.

The colorful circle was firmly outside the ashtray, and Qiao Yang returned to the line casually, calling the boss who was chatting, saying that he had hit.

The boss looked back at Qiao Yang, who was pretending to be surprised, and the ashtray with the ferrule, and was puzzled for a long time before handing over the items to Qiao Yang. He chatted for a while, how could Qiao Yang, who couldn't get into it, get such a difficult thing in this time.

Seeing Qiao Yang's surprised smile gradually disappear from his face, he saw the doubts in the boss's heart, and stepped forward and said with great momentum: "Boss, the one written on it is mine, don't you rely on the account", the boss wanted to say something, Qiao Yang was more imposing, and raised his voice: "You don't think I'm cheating, you look at it, I finally got it, don't let me set it again, I also have the evidence", he took out his mobile phone and took a photo in front of the object, and showed it to the boss angrily: "Don't play tricks with me, I have proof".

Sure enough, Qiao Yang successfully overwhelmed the other party in momentum, and got the ashtray with satisfaction. Excitedly took it in his hand, touched the smooth stone on the top, a slippery coolness, and the cabbage carved on it was even more fine, he was more like going to the antique market and finding a treasure of tens of thousands of yuan.

When he was about to excitedly withdraw his hands and prepare to go home with Joshya, he was kicked in the back, and the kick made her fall to the ground, and the ashtray in her hand was thrown out of the air and waved in an arc, and then the ground was torn apart in an instant.

Qiao Yang lay on the ground and watched this scene, his heart was broken along with the ashtray, Qiao Xia was also full of horror and Qiao Yang looked back at the person who kicked him, and the people around him made a vacant space for them.

A girl stood out from the crowd in a position that first attracted the attention of the two, this girl Qiao Yang can't forget, it was the girl who accosted him before he was injured in the corner of his eye, at that time the girl was still the waiter urging him to pay the bill and leave, he left to the door of the bar and fell, and was injured and broken, asking for compensation.

The straightforward and sharp in the girl's eyes was revealed, and there was an urge to rush up and strip Qiao Yang alive, she pointed at Qiao Yang, who was still on the ground with a blank face, and yelled: "Do you know, I quit my job for the sake of your last incident, and I just have that job to make a living, what if you let me go to graduate school next year, you bastard."

The girl said in the usual fighting posture of a woman, and wanted to scratch Qiao Yang's face a few times, Qiao Yang was caught off guard by her momentum, seeing the new scar on his face by the crazy woman, the pain stimulated his cranial nerves, and he subconsciously found that his face was ruined by this woman, and he couldn't bear to ruin his face, and his whole body was made to stand up.

Grabbing the girl's hands and clasping them tightly, he took a look at the girl's hands, the fingernails were long and pointed, and there were blood streaks and epidermis on them, which were all dug out of his face, and he suddenly felt that his face hurt even more. Dead or alive did not let go of the girl's hand, and the strength of the whole body was gathered in the hand that grabbed the girl. The girl subconsciously struggled and said that it hurt in her mouth, but Qiao Yang didn't care, gritted her teeth and said to the girl with all the hatred: "You can do anything, but why do you want to hurt my face."

Face is his bottom line, Qiao Yang has no temper with women, but as long as his face is injured, no matter who will be angry, Qiao Yang gritted his teeth and stiffened his neck, and the green tendons on his neck floated on the surface, he really hated it.

The girl couldn't struggle for anything, and there was a burst of pain from the place where Qiao Yang was firmly imprisoned in her hand, baring her teeth and shouting that it hurt, her hand couldn't use it, and she could only use her foot in a hurry, and she raised her foot and kicked it hard at Qiao Yang's unprepared vital point. The pain from the bottom up touched Qiao Yang's brain nerves, and he didn't scratch the scratching hand anymore, covering the place where he could hurt half his life, screaming silently, and lying on the ground again.

The girl's hands were free, and she hurriedly looked at the red marks on her white and tender skin, and made another note in her heart to Qiao Yang, who was complaining about her distress.

Qiao Yang was lying on the ground, holding his important parts so painful that he didn't have the strength to stand up, and now he didn't have the strength to fight back was a good opportunity for revenge, so he jumped on Qiao Yang's waist and slapped him on the head a few times, Qiao Yang had no resistance at this time, and she was doing it on her back.

Some of the people around him knocked melon seeds, and some took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and they all had such questions in their hearts: How much hatred does this uncle have with this girl, and how much resentment will make the girl abuse to this point.

A few kind-hearted aunts around also came around and began to persuade the little girl to let go, because this kind of beating would cripple people.

When the girl's hysteria was not over, Qiao Xia came forward to stop it, grabbed the girl's hand, and woke the girl up without much force, Qiao Xia calmly said to him: "Call the police if you hit me again."

A few words were very cold, the girl looked Qiao Xia up and down, just now she saw that he was with Qiao Yang, so in her eyes, Qiao Xia couldn't get a good look from her.

The girl shook off Qiao Xia's hand, put her waist and glanced at her, raised her chin too high, and said angrily: "Who do you think you are, you have to call the police, the police will care about this"?

Qiao Xia didn't bother with her, took the mobile phone in her hand and recorded the fight she had with Qiao Yang just now, and dialed it to her. The girl always felt a faint unease in her heart when she saw the video, and she reached out several times to get the phone back.

Qiao Xia put away the recorded video, with cold eyes, and explained to her without any emotion, just like a lawyer who wittily replied in the courtroom: "With this video, I can still go to the police station, it is enough for you to be locked up for two days, I don't tell lies, the moment I walk out of this street, you can receive the police detention note tonight." Qiao Xia spoke with confidence, even if her voice was very soft, but every word poked the girl's heart.

The girl now looked at Qiao Xia again, her eyes revealed firmness, this person is not more serious than Qiao Yang, on the contrary, Qiao Xia can always naturally create a sense of seriousness, as if everything she says is not a joke, and she doesn't like this feeling of joking.

The girl wanted to admit it, so she quickly stood up beside Qiao Yang, walked in front of Qiao Xia, wanted to open her mouth a few times and swallowed it back, and tried to say it again, her eyes were full of hesitation.

Qiao Xia first looked at Qiao Yang who was rolling on the ground, his mud and dirt suit, coupled with his messy hairstyle, was not serious when he went out at all, she didn't want to get involved with such Qiao Yang, it was really embarrassing, but she just grabbed the girl's hand unconsciously from the bottom of her heart, and at that moment she still chose to come forward to solve it, so she gave the girl a solution: "It's okay to delete it as if it didn't happen, you can take the money to compensate."

The girl's eyes widened in suspicion, money? Escaped from his body and escaped a hundred put in Qiao Xia's spread palm, looking at Qiao Yang: "I only have so much on me, it should be enough to treat him", the girl didn't want to beat him and collect his body, but it was also a reluctant invitation.

Qiao Xia put away a hundred, still holding her mobile phone and shaking it in front of the girl, and continued to say confidently: "Not now, then write an IOU." As she spoke, she took out a pen and a notebook from the pocket she was carrying, and aggressively shoved them into the girl's hand, asking the girl to write down the IOU and give her the phone number.

After a whole set of actions, there was a sense of dominance to blackmail female college students, Qiao Xia looked at the IOU on the paper: "Song Xinyi, right?" Qiao Xia read the girl's name and looked at her, her face returned to her former expressionlessness, and her eyes still looked like a cold pool without waves. But she tastelessly called the girl's name as if she was looking for something to provoke.

Song Xinyi had a way to deal with Qiao Yang, but she didn't have any temper with this girl, so she could only nod and accept her provocation, but her tone was still not good: "You can delete the mobile phone video."

Qiao Xia realized that after looking at the display screen of her mobile phone, she still shook her head, stiffened her face, and made any resolute attitude of not giving in, Song Xinyi saw Qiao Xia's attitude, and she was also anxious, and shouted: "If you don't delete it, how do I know what you will do with it."

Song Xinyi said that she went directly to Qiao Xia's mobile phone and destroyed the corpse with her own hands, but Qiao Xia dodged Song Xinyi's attack one step in advance, and did not give Song Xinyi a bit of momentum to press on her posture with a cold face: "You pay off the money and delete it, and if you do it again, I will directly upload it to the Internet."

Another threat directly said that Song Xinyi was speechless, and her rough hand was no longer moving, she continued to pestle here, and was completely made by Qiao Xia to get no benefit, touched her red elbow, snorted at Qiao Yang's soft persimmon, turned around and threw down a sentence: "Count me unlucky", and left angrily.

Qiao Yang, who had recovered from his recovery, stood up and patted the dust on his body, but the dirty dirt that was pestering people was already sticking to it, and his well-groomed suit was made into a 'four dislikes' by Song Xinyi. He frowned and shifted his attention to Qiao Xia, stunned by the scene just now, walked over calmly and picked up Qiao Xia's notebook, looked at the page where the IOU was written, and gave Qiao Xia a thumbs up, and his tone changed to a reverent attitude: "Brother Xia, I used to be in society for a while."

Qiao Xia ignored him, annoyed when he looked at the dirty clothes on his body, wanted to avoid him, sped up and walked away, Qiao Yang followed and walked halfway, his brain finally followed, he always felt a little strange, Qiao Xia had the intention to take a video to threaten Song Xinyi, but he didn't save him in time, think about Song Xinyi's kicks at that time, one after the other, not many people can really understand that kind of pain.

But Qiao Yang, who got cool in the end, always had such an immature thought in her heart: Did she deliberately delay the time and let the crazy woman beat me in order to take revenge on the incident at the school gate.

Come to think of it, when I returned home, the neighbor next door came to visit the door again.

This is the first time Qiao Yang has met his female neighbor again after he has recovered from his injury, he still can't forget the gentlemanly demeanor he should have, he still can't forget the appearance he should have, he turned his back and combed it from head to clothes, but it was still useless and still looked like he had fled back, he combed his messy hair, smiled at the female neighbor with an embarrassed face, and only came back when he was satisfied, and looked the female neighbor up and down at the speed of seeing people in a few seconds.

The female neighbor saw the smile on his lips even brighter: "Oh, I haven't been able to see you a few times, usually Xiao Xia, or another Mr. Qiao opened the door for me, and I really haven't seen what the head of this family looks like." Yikes! That's your face."

The female neighbor curiously pointed to the new scar on Qiao Yang's face, Qiao Yang hurriedly covered it with his hand, shook his head and smiled standardly, so he smiled and showed a few white teeth and said, "It's okay, it's okay, she got it when I met a madman on the road."

Qiao Yang said, his eyes kept staring, on the two bright legs of the female neighbor, I saw that the female neighbor was still dressed so explicit and unrestrained. From Qiao Yang's experience in seeing women for many years, this woman is about thirty years old, unmarried, maybe still single, this situation of getting the moon first near the water, Qiao Yang can't wait to implement it.

He invited the female neighbor who was standing outside the door to enter the house, and the female neighbor caught the motive of speaking and said to Qiao Xia first: "Oh, your daughter is really knowledgeable, she once chatted with me and said that I was a 'butcher shop', I asked her why, she seriously thought of a little adult and said that this is a nickname used to describe a beautiful lady in a book by Mr. Qian Zhongshu, you say that the little girl is cute or not."

Qiao Yang looked at Qiao Xia as if he understood, and smiled awkwardly at the female neighbor, the female neighbor may not know, but when he rehearsed the drama before, he happened to be in Mr. Qian Zhongshu's "Siege", and the second unrestrained lady in it was this 'butcher shop'. That young lady is a person who has a fiancé and still seduces the male protagonist, Qiao Xia is obviously not praising her, but indirectly scolding her.

I saw that Qiao Xia still had a cold face, turned her head and said to Qiao Yang confidently: "It's very similar."