The yellow-haired youth is indeed a strong brother.

Brother Dali was raised at home for a few days, and after his injury was healed, he returned to the gate of No. 3 Middle School, intending to continue his old job.

It's a pity that Du Changwei stepped up patrols, and walked around the school with a group of security guards every day, and there was no chance to "borrow" students' money at all.

Brother Dali called Pan Yan, hoping that his brother-in-law could clean up Du Changwei again.

It's a pity that Du Changwei stepped up patrols, and walked around the school with a group of security guards every day, and there was no chance to "borrow" students' money at all.

Brother Dali called Pan Yan, hoping that his brother-in-law could clean up Du Changwei again.

But Pan Yan refused: "You don't like to lose people, I still think you are like losing people, how old do you say, can you do something serious?"

Brother Dali had no choice, so he had to wander around the convenience stores and restaurants outside No. 3 Middle School, steal something or eat a bully meal, everyone who has been here for a long time knows Brother Dali's background, and he will pass by with one eye and one eye closed, and he doesn't want to meet him in general.

That night, Brother Dali was eating at this fast food restaurant and accidentally bumped into Chen Dahong, who was eating and drinking.

The restaurants in front of the school are generally consumed by students, and occasionally there are a few adults, and they are also parents of students from other places.

Brother Dali saw that Chen Dahong's face was raw and he was dressed very ordinarily, so he decided to beat him up and bully this outsider.

But it is conceivable who Chen Dahong is, he "borrows" other people's money all day long, how can he "lend" money to Brother Dali?

As if it was fate, the two hooligans who both relied on "borrowing money to survive" finally met.

Chen Dahong shook his head: "What Brother Dali, I haven't heard of it." ”

"Hehe, I'll let you hear about it today."

Brother Dali sat in front of Chen Dahong, reached out for a chopstick, and spread the back of his hand on the table.

"Look!"

Brother Dali clenched the chopsticks and poked them down, and listened to the sound of "do-do" constantly sounding, and the chopsticks shuttled back and forth between Brother Dali's five fingers, so fast that there was almost only an afterimage, but the five fingers were unharmed.

This hand, the test is eyesight and courage, many people on the road will, Brother Dali learned this trick for a long time, and he practiced to scare others if he had nothing to do.

Generally speaking, as long as you show this hand, you will know what the other party is doing.

Brother Dali stopped the building, sneered and said, "What's the matter, are you afraid?"

Chen Dahong snorted disdainfully: "What is this, who wouldn't!"

Brother Dali gasped, did he meet someone in the same way?

But he still said unconvincedly: "Come, you can try and throw the chopsticks to Chen Dahong." ”

"It's too simple."

Chen Dahong looked calm and relaxed, and seemed to be really sure, picked up the chopsticks and poked them fiercely at Brother Dali's fingers.

It's a pity that he didn't poke it right at the first time, and he inserted a hole in the back of Brother Dali's hand on the spot, and blood instantly filled out.

"It's really a little difficult...... Chen Dahong touched his head and said, "I thought it was very simple......"

Brother Dali was stunned, looked at the back of his hand, looked at Chen Dahong, and then looked at the back of his hand, and finally screamed "ah".

"What kind of plane are you doing!" Brother Hercules watched.

"Didn't you let me try? I've tried, I can't do it, you're really powerful......" Chen Dahong looked confused, not knowing what Brother Dali was angry about.

"I let you try it with your own hands, not with my hands!" Brother Hercules was on the verge of collapse.

"I'm not crazy, why do I have to try it with my own hands, what if I dig a hole......" Chen Dahong still looked puzzled.

"You're finished, you're finished!" Brother Dali shuddered and pulled out the chopsticks, saw that the blood was flowing more, and said angrily: "This thing is not a thousand yuan, it can't be finished!"

Chen Dahong finally reacted, Brother Dali was blackmailing his own money.

How can I not understand that I often do this kind of thing?