"Phew! What's it, it's your honor that Lao Tzu can take your things, haven't you heard of my yellow hair's name? ”

The young man of Hahan held a baseball bat in his right hand and rubbed against the big man's face, saying cruel words in his mouth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Huang Mao, it's okay, Lao Tzu doesn't have time to delay here, and he won't give me some money."

Near the front door of the bus, the bald head in the middle of the gangsters saw that Huang Mao was still pretending, and yelled at Huang Mao impatiently.

The few younger brothers around him didn't care at all when they saw Huang Mao being reprimanded, and they looked like they didn't care about themselves.

"Okay, Brother Xiong."

Huang Mao immediately put away the bat and replied with a smile.

"It's heavy enough—"

Huang Mao was holding a bat in one hand and weighing the handbag of a man in his prime with the other.

From the moment he got into the car, Huang Mao took aim at this handbag, and from time to time he had to look at it twice.

In his opinion, this handbag is already his, oh no, it is what he is determined to get, as for this strong man, he really didn't take it in his eyes - there is a male brother covering, who dares not to open his eyes in this area outside Xijing City?

It's time to start as soon as Brother Xiong arrives-

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Who is Brother Xiong?

Brother Xiong, whose full name is Yang Xiong, is nicknamed Sick Guan Suo. That's right, Brother Xiong just likes others to call him Yang Xiong, the sick Guan Suo in Shuibo Liangshan, and is proud of him.

It's just that this Yang Xiong is really not a little worse than Shuibo Liangshan's 'Sick Guan Suo Yang Xiong'.

Not to mention the five short figures, he is still fat and not slippery, and his belly is so big that he can't see his toes when he looks down, like a pig in human skin.

The shiny bald head was unusually conspicuous in the crowd, and the oily face seemed to be able to pinch out the oil.

With a big gold chain hanging around his neck, a gold bracelet on his right wrist, and sandalwood beads on his left wrist, plus the jade wrenches on his two thumbs, the whole person looks like an upstart, for fear that others won't know that he is very awesome.

In a word: If you are not afraid of something, you are afraid of things and dare not come to find them!

At this time, Yang Xiong's nostrils were almost up to the sky, looking high.

As everyone knows, the more he is like this, the more ridiculous he looks with his five short figures.

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The pilot quietly looked around and found that the 104 bus was parked in a place where there was no shop in front of the village, and there was smoke rising from the distance, which seemed to be a factory.

With the acceleration of urban expansion, the traffic pressure has increased suddenly, and this bus route is obviously not perfect.

It's obviously a long way from the next stop, and the cars are flanked by sparsely populated wilderness, with only a few factories scattered around that haven't been relocated.

"It's these people again, hey~"

"Shhhh

"I know that if you bully our people, you will accept them sooner or later."

"Silence, don't say it—"

Seeing that there were a few more gangster-like characters in the car, a group of people sitting in the back of the car were talking quietly.

The pilot happened to sit at the back, and his brows furrowed when he listened to these comments that were not good.

The seats in the carriage were almost full, and there were still six or seven people standing in the aisle, and at this time the people in the aisle were all squeezed back and pressed in front of the pilot.

There were men, women, and children sitting in the carriage, and to the pilot's surprise, most of them looked calm (indifferent) at the moment, as if they were used to it.

Two men and two women in the aisle crowded towards the back row, with a look of horror on their faces.

The big man lying in the middle of the carriage is a source of fear, and everyone is afraid that they will be the next to fall.

The driver of the 104 bus did not resist or did not dare to resist-

If it is the latter, the pilot is not worried, because it is human nature to save himself in the face of coercion;

But if it's the former, it means that the driver is well aware of the behavior of this group, or it is very likely that the driver is in the same group as them at all!

But looking at the driver's anger and not daring to speak, it seems that the possibility of 'they are in a gang' can be ruled out.

Hurting people in broad daylight, why do you want to make the injured person proud?!

Sure enough, if the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if people are cheap, they will be invincible! Who gave them the bear-hearted leopard gall?!

The pilot's figure happened to be blocked by several men and women in the middle of the carriage, and he didn't see how the young man of Hahan made a move, but he could also think that it must have been the young man of Hahan who broke out when he braked sharply just now.

However, it doesn't matter how this process looks like a pilot, the important thing is that there are a total of six gangsters in the carriage, including Huang Mao, and the male brother who gives orders looks like a pig-headed Ah San, and his combat effectiveness must be like scum.

[Even if there are six people... So what?! ...】

[Since you have encountered it, you deserve the bad luck of these people! ] It is the duty of a soldier to eliminate violence and peace, how can he stand idly by! 】

The two hands hidden under the seat have been clenched into fists, and even crackling... The pilot endured, he was waiting for an opportunity...

If you don't do it, you have to abolish one first!

There is only one chance for this suddenness, and the pilot must seize this opportunity, and the yellow hair in the middle of the carriage is obviously the best target.

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Huang Mao weighed the bag in his hand, squatted down and was about to open it.

This time, he relied on his own vision to specially inform Brother Xiong to go out, saying that he had encountered a big fish, referring to this big man who fell to the ground, otherwise Huang Mao would pick him up for no reason?

Now it's time to test the results, hey, if you can't get something, Brother Xiong's methods make Huang Mao shudder just thinking about it.

For Huang Mao, Brother Xiong's power is still secondary, and what scares him is the word 'ruthless'!

Don't look at Huang Mao's arrogant appearance towards the people in the car just now, but seeing Brother Xiong is like a mouse seeing a cat. This is not a reaction that can be formed in a moment and a half, it is obviously a natural reaction practiced by Huang Mao under Yang Feng's long-term obscenity.

At this moment, Huang Mao is praying in his heart, the harvest in the bag is just his prediction, otherwise the matter has been stabbed to the surface and it is impossible to do it again, and the unlucky one must be himself.

[It's all this damn hillbilly who looks at the bag too much, otherwise I wouldn't have broken the rules of the road, grass! ] 】

Huang Mao's heart was also pinched, and he opened the handbag nervously.

"Hiss~~"

"That's a lot of money—"

"Goo-dong-"

Huang Mao opened the handbag and confirmed that Huang Mao's vision was correct, and the neat stacks of hundred-yuan bills were about 100,000 yuan. The people around him were whispering to each other, and Huang Mao couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

[This vote is so good! The day of my yellow hair is coming! Hahahaha-]

Huang Mao suppressed the excitement in his heart, hurriedly closed his handbag, prepared to take the bag and followed Brother Xiong.

At that moment, a hand reached out and pressed against the handbag.

Before Huang Mao could react, Brother Xiong's eyes changed suddenly. (To be continued.) )