Seeing that Ma Liang was so ignorant, the old woman felt angry for no reason, she twisted her buttocks, turned around and sat back on the sofa: "Okay, you can knock on the door and call now." But let me tell you, this rascal uncle has a bad temper. If you dare to disturb his good deeds, be careful that he strips you naked and throws you out into the street."

"Hmph." Ma Liang let out a breath from his nose and walked towards the ordinary door. At this time, the voice of the woman inside the door became even louder, as if she was about to reach a stage.

Maleonn pushed the door and found it locked. I wanted to kick it away, but after some things, he gave up and reached out and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock."

The door was made of wood, and the soundproofing was extremely poor, and even the rough panting of hooligans could be heard.

Seeing that Ma Liang really knocked on the door, the old woman sitting on the sofa shook her head and sighed, looking at Ma Liang's eyes as if she was looking at a dead ghost who was about to be unlucky.

After knocking on the door, there was no reaction inside, and the woman continued. The man continued to gasp.

Ma Liang increased his strength, and "Knock Knock" knocked on the door again.

"Who?" finally came the voice of the hooligan impatiently.

Maleonn did not speak. Instead, he chose to keep knocking on the door.

"Fuck, don't disturb Uncle Ben's good deeds, or you will look good" The hooligan scolded and scolded, and the movements under the crotch did not even stop listening to the voice, because the woman's screams never stopped.

"You see, you see." The old woman sitting on the sofa had a noncommittal look: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, boy, what will suffer if you continue like this is that adults can't beat this guy called a hooligan."

Ma Liang snorted again, raised his foot and kicked heavily towards the door.

Where can the fragile wooden door withstand Ma Liang's kicking, only to hear the sound of "card rubbing", the wooden door broke in response. At the same time, the hooligan's angry voice sounded: "Fuck Ah Zheng, Lao Tzu is fighting with you"

A sturdy naked man rushed down from the bed and rushed towards Ma Liang with a hideous face. Bared teeth.

Ma Liang was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Keep your eyes open, it's me"

The hooligan stood suddenly, and then he saw the young man standing at the door, it turned out to be his former brother Ma Liang, and he couldn't help laughing: "It turned out to be you, Liangzi, I thought it was Ah Zheng's bastard." "Finished. He pulled a towel from the bed to cover his lower body, and the thing was still cocked high, and he didn't bow his proud head at all because of this sudden incident.

"What's going on," Ma Liang continued to frown.

"Don't mention it." The hooligan waved his hand: "Since the disbandment of our four King Kongs, it is a down-and-out phoenix that is not as good as a chicken, and the Ah Zheng, who was always bullied by us before, formed a three wolf club, and the younger brother collected more and more, and came to me every three or five times." He has disturbed my good deeds more than once, so when you kicked the door just now, I thought it was him. ”

Although the hooligans did not describe the specific process of Ah Zheng's search, Ma Liang guessed that it must be miserable.

"That bastard." Ma Liang clenched his fists and said viciously: "Is the tiger in Pingyang bullied by dogs?"

The hooligan didn't want to dwell too much on this issue, and asked again: "By the way, Ryoko, what is the matter with you coming to me" and took his own clothes and pants from the bed, and began to wear them one by one.

The woman on the bed finally had a little respite. She almost thought she was going to die. At this moment, she gulped in the air, as if she was cherishing this hard-won life.

The rascal glanced at her and said, "Look at your behavior, you can't eat this bowl of rice and what kind of chicken is it" The woman ignored him, still gasping for breath, and it seemed that she had no spare energy to speak.

"Do you want to regain our territory and glory" Ma Liang tilted his head and smiled softly.

The hooligan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes, which had been circling over the woman's white breasts, suddenly turned to look at Ma Liang.

That familiar self-confidence, unbeatable spirit, seems to have returned.

The "Liangzi" hooligan is still a little incredible, and he doesn't understand why Ma Liang suddenly changed. He only remembered that since the rat was pierced by the Jin Ren and Jin Yi brothers, he was covered with an iron rod on the head by Zhou Mingzhao, Junzi announced his departure from the Four King Kongs, and Ma Liang suffered a big loss on the tennis court

Since then, the Four King Kongs have announced their disbandment. As the boss, Ma Liang seems to be in a slump, never taking the initiative to find hooligans and rats, and even disappearing without a trace. At the behest of his father, the rats went to the forest farm to carry wood for a living, and the hooligans knew that their glorious era had passed, so they had to honestly wander around Yiran Street all day long, mingling with many women who had lost their footing.

"I'm serious." Ma Liang said: "I am ready to take back everything that belongs to me. Would you like to follow me to fight the world again?"

"Yes" The hooligan's eyes flashed with a little light, and his voice trembled with excitement.

"Okay, let's go." Ma Liang smiled with relief and was about to turn away.

Obasan, who had been a little entangled with Ma Liang before, suddenly stood up at this moment and said, "Rogue, you haven't paid yet."

The hooligan said impatiently: "As before, keep accounts" It turned out that since the disbandment of the Four King Kongs, the hooligans can no longer ask other students for money to spend, and he has an average family background, and it is impossible for him to get a lot of pocket money, so he relies on Lai Pi to often play chicken on credit in Yiran Street.

If it was before, Obasang knew that the hooligan really had no money, and he didn't want to provoke this super evil god who couldn't help him lose his temper at every turn, but now this young man who suddenly broke into the door obviously had a good relationship with the hooligans, and judging by his clothes, he seemed to be a child of a rich family, so he might as well take the opportunity to let him get the money out together. Upper Soldier Brother.

"That's not going to work." Obasang said reluctantly: "Hooligans, rascals, you see that you tossed our daughter" pointed at the woman who was still trembling inside: "You go, she has to rest for at least three days, and we can't make money for three days, we are also human beings, and we also have to eat and drink."

"Alright, alright." The hooligans also know that arrears of money for prostitutes are not very bright and shameful. But he obviously didn't understand why Obasang asked for money at this time, which cost him face in front of Ma Liang.

So the hooligan immediately blackened his face: "If you shout again, Lao Tzu will tear you apart and feed the chickens"

But how could Obasang watch the money that was about to arrive slip away out of thin air, and he wiped his eyes with his hands and cried: "Oh, I have been out of business since I was sixteen years old, and I have been bullied like this for more than 30 years."

This kind of thing is the most important thing in Yiran Street, but no matter how many times this kind of thing happens, there are still a lot of people who like to watch. So in a short time, a large number of prostitutes and chickens gathered at the door of the Moulin Rouge.

Most of the men who come here to have fun are the lowest working people, dressed in tattered clothes and mud-stained galoshes, huddled around and laughing, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

The chickens, on the other hand, are the most common rural non-mainstream dress, with their hair dyed in various colors, and the shiny ones they wear on their bodies are as much as they are exposed, and they are also giggling in the shampoo room around the side.

The scoundrel was even angrier now, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he wanted to rush over and beat the old woman. But Maleonn grabbed him. Ma Liang obviously didn't want to stay longer on such an occasion, after all, he was Xiaohai's son, and he still had these arrogance.

"How much does he owe you?" Ma Liang looked coldly at Obasan, who was sitting on the ground pretending to wipe his tears.

"Seven hundred dollars." Obasan's eyes blinked, and he gave a number.

"Fuck, you lion has a big mouth" The hooligan's eyes widened: "Are there so many"

"Uncle Rascal." The old woman snorted again: "Your body is different from ordinary people, you can beat others three times at a time." ”

"I'll fuck you" The hooligan wanted to rush over again with his teeth and claws, but Ma Liang grabbed him again.

Ma Liang just wanted to leave this place early, he really couldn't stand the way those people outside pointed at him. Who qualifies them to dare to look around themselves at jokes

Ma Liang took out five hundred yuan from his pocket and said, "Only these five hundred, you want it if you love it, don't pull it down." ”

This is indeed all the money that Ma Liang has on him, after all, no one is idle and always carries a thick stack of banknotes on his body. Ma Liang really wants to solve this matter, and there is no violence, no dispute.

But obviously the old bustard was extremely blind, she saw Ma Liang take out five hundred yuan at once, and even more convinced that this young man must be rich, both eyes were about to stare out, and her mouth said: "That's not good, if you say that seven hundred is seven hundred."

The hooligan was even more anxious, and scolded: "Fuck, it's good to give you five hundred, are you looking for trouble?"

In normal times, the bustard is frightened by the hooligan, and may not dare to squeak anymore. But today is different from the past, the hooligans in the past did not have money, and it was in vain to make trouble, so it was better to let him go quietly as soon as possible. Today, standing with such a young and golden little master, how can there be a reason to let him go

And the old bustard Obasan, who is nearly forty years old, knows countless people, and has seen more men than sparrows in the sky.

Ma Liang frowned, and said in disgust: "I really don't have any money, can I send it to you another day?"

The old bustard has been working as a chicken all her life, and when she gets older, no one orders her station anymore, so she has to raise a few chicks to earn money. Similar to Ma Liang's words of "another day", I don't know how many times I have heard it in my life, and my ears are about to become calloused. The bustard has never seen a man who will actually come over another day to pay back the money for prostitution.

345 The man who was bullied by dogs in Pingyang