Two hundred and twenty-two: Something's wrong
Song Wen exhaled a breath of heat, Wang Jing was no longer in the hustle and bustle after calming down, he could feel the breath around him more and more, the big man next to him shouted loudly with his arm, and the spit Xingzi had just sprayed on the dish in front of him, and there was a group of young people sitting on the left, and the school uniform was stained with oil stains before he could take off his school uniform, and his colorful hair could not hide his small eyes.
The hand dishonestly touched the leg of the little girl in his arms.
The boss was roasting the meat, the black charcoal in front of him crackled, people were so noisy, Song Wen listened quietly, and suddenly shook a spirit.
I don't know why, he suddenly panicked, he didn't like this environment very much, and even a little disgusted.
"Ah Jing......" Song Wen shook him, "Wake up, I want to go back, Ah Jing!" β
The man at the bottom was lying on the table and shaking it no matter how he shook it, "Whew...... Drink...... Woo......"
"Tsk." Song Wen pulled his tie a little irritably to let himself breathe a sigh of relief, he glanced at the boss, and the irritability in his heart became more and more heavy. He stood up and walked straight behind the man.
"Hey." Song Wen raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the man who was barbeconing.
The man turned his head and spoke as clearly as a cigarette, "What's the matter, boy." β
Song Wen looked at him, the man's narrow eyes narrowed into a line, "Hey, I want to go." β
The boss raised his eyebrows, took off the cigarette, and handed the skewers in his hand to the guy next to him, "Go, send these skewers to the guests." β
The guy answered and went quickly.
The boss squinted his eyes, put the cigarette in his hand, and took the lead to the front to the cashier on the side of the road, where he sat on the small stool next to him, and Song Wen sensitively saw that a corner of the stool was missing.
The boss took out the bill, glanced at Song Wen, intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Wang Jing who was lying next to him, and put the cigarette back into his mouth, "Your guy is really not good, he got drunk so quickly." β
Song Wen put his hands in his pockets, and the impatience between his eyebrows and eyes became heavier and heavier, "Is there a problem?" β
"Nope." The boss said, and couldn't help but sigh again, "I said you kid, why are you so angry." β
They are all big men, and the people in the market speak in a very polite tone, but they are not malicious.
Song Wen exhaled a breath and held back the desire to erupt, he looked at the man in front of him, his face expressionless, "Is it okay to settle your account?" β
"Tsk." The boss put down the ledger in his hand, looked at Song Wen and sucked the words in his mouth fiercely, and then spit on the ground with a snort, "What's wrong?" You have an opinion about me. β
Song Wen's face was expression, his eyes were already dyed with irritability, and he sneered disdainfully, "Is there a problem?" β
The boss pinched the man's collar with one hand, his eyebrows and eyes trembled violently, he has never seen anyone selling barbecue here, no matter what your identity is, it doesn't work with him, people who survive in the market, but they don't care about face.
Song Wen looked at him, tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was a little disgusted, "Can you not be so close to me?" You have a sour taste in your mouth. β
The boss's eyebrows twitched, his other hand waved, and he slammed it at the man, Song Wen waited for him to slap him, waiting for this moment of pain.
That way he could.
You can release the anger burning in your heart.
"Eh, eh...... Boss Li, why did you start doing this? Someone immediately rushed out from the crowd watching the play next to him and hugged his waving hand, with a smile on his face, "Boss Li, I didn't say it, you are doing it with such a young person, and it is a little disgraceful to say it." β
"Hmph." The boss laughed, and then shook his hand fiercely, "Zhang Laipi, I told you that this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't come to participate!"
"Hey, Boss Li," the man named Zhang Laipi really had a face similar to a toad, with pitted pimples on his face, he grinned, and didn't feel shameless because of the flick just now, "We have been neighbors for many years, and I specially came to remind you that you have offended the nobles so much, and I am very sad that you are so unappreciative." β
The boss let go of Song Wen and strode towards the man Standing in front of him and didn't make a move, he looked at the man and sneered, "Zhang Laipi, I said it, don't appear in front of me, otherwise Lao Tzu will abolish your leg." As he spoke, he immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's neck, Zhang Laipi was a few heads shorter than him, and looked only a little taller than a ten-year-old child.
This person turned out to be a dwarf.
Zhang Laipi's eyes were white, his hands were holding the boss's hand, and he kept twitching, and all the noisy people around him just now gathered around to watch the show, and no one made a move.
Song Wen was behind the boss, rubbing the fingerprints on his neck that had just been pinched out with one hand. Because this boss often cuts meat, the strength of his fingers is very large, and it can be said without hesitation that pinching someone to death is like pinching a little chicken to death.
Just pinched Song Wen just took the clothes, and the flesh on his neck was implicated a little, but it hurt very much.
A little bit of it hurts, not to mention him who is trying his best now.
Song Wen looked at the bloodshot spots in the corners of the man's eyes since he saw Zhang Laipi coming, as well as the green tendons on his hands, and Zhang Laipi's struggle because he couldn't breathe.
Song Wen suddenly moved, he ran up two steps, rebounded with the power of the earth and kicked the boss's back, the boss didn't expect someone to sneak attack, he fell to the ground with Zhang Laipi before he could react.
simply fell and rescued Zhang Laipi from the boss, and he rolled a few meters away from the man and breathed heavily.
"Ahem...... Ahem...... Ahem......"
Song Wen looked at the man who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up for a while, and the corner of his mouth sneered, "What did you just say to me?"
He stomped on it vigorously, "Say what you just said again!" β
"Ah......" There was a crisp sound from the boss's body, like a bone crack. He lay on the ground, gasping softly, muttering something.
Song Wen got closer, and heard the man's intermittent scolding, "You ...... Doggy ...... Cub ......"
"Cub ......"
"You are on horseback...... Cheap ......"
Song Wen smiled, feeling a little unpleasant, he lifted the man up, and hammered him on the nose with a fist, the boss screamed, fell to the ground in pain, covered his nose, blood flowed down, and he whimpered.
Song Wen was suddenly happy, the irritability that had just been caused by people collapsed at this moment, he hooked the corners of his lips, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.
"Shoot him!!"
"Kill him.........!"
Someone in the crowd was suddenly shouting, the voice was still very weak at first, but it slowly became louder, Song Wen went around, looking at people's faces distorted by stimulation, suddenly smaller, he smiled heartily, and kicked down the man who just wanted to get up with one foot.
"Kill him!!"
The shouts of the people rose one after the other, spreading through this alley, as if it were a blue sky without any shackles. The dogs on both sides of the road barked, and Fang Buddha also shouted, "Kill him...... Kill him......"
Nobody cared what was going on, it just happened, and they went to see it.
After drinking and eating, there is another reality show, and you don't need to take the blame yourself, it's a really good night.
Song Wen looked at the trembling man underneath, stretched out his foot again, and stepped on the man's head viciously, his eyes that he occasionally raised were full of malice.
The man lying on the wine table was woken up by cold water. It was obviously a hot situation, and the air seemed to be full of sweat, but he hit a fierce spirit and opened his eyes.
This is the scene that comes into view.
Wang Jing saw the end from the beginning, the people's cries never stopped, and some people even wanted to replace him, but they were slapped out by Song Wen, and his bad laughter couldn't be distinguished in the middle of this group of people.
Wang Jing kept staring at him, fixing the man's expression, but he didn't have time to see what he wanted to see, the man's little aunt had never come down, and he was even a little excited when he looked at the blood stains on the ground.
He blinked blankly, and the noise next to him shook the sky.
Wang Jing turned over and fell directly off the table, he let out a soft sigh and closed his eyes directly.
He was drunk.
You need a good rest to wake up.
Song Wen was even more interested in the cheers of the crowd, and he looked at the man below with interest, his body twisted in pain.
Song Wen squatted down, looked at him and said lightly: "Boss, I just want to ask you how much this meal is." In addition, I want to tell you, I don't have any money, can I take credit first. β
The boss lay on the ground and didn't move, he curled up and glared at him fiercely, Song Wen smiled, stood up and kicked twice, "It's just that you can't do anything if you do it." This meal, as if you invited me, okay? β
"Huh?"
The boss's face was covered in blood, and his lips trembled, "Dog son...... Hybrid ......"
"You're a shit, you're raised...... You think I'm going to ...... Ahem......"
Song Wen smiled unabated, he sighed, raised his face and glanced at the sky, it was pitch black, there were no stars tonight.
"Hmm......" Song Wen pondered for a while, and then his expression was hideous, showing no mercy to the boss.
"Waitββ!"
"Poof!"
Someone knelt down in front of Song Wen, and his raised face was covered with pitted pimples, like a toad skin.
Zhang Laipi knelt in front of Song Wen with red eyes, "Please, although I don't know who you are, please let this man go." β
"I beg you...... Really," he raised his face, tears welling up in his eyes, "I'll give you any money you want...... I beg you to let him go...... Murder is also a prison sentence...... You're so young......"
The underground boss whimpered angrily, and at this time he did not forget to glare at the man in front of him who interceded for him.
Song Wen just wanted to support his chin, but found the blood in his hand, he frowned in disgust, Zhang Laipi immediately took out a pack of toilet paper from his pocket, brand new, and handed it to Song Wen, "You...... You rub. β
Song Wen took it and wiped his hands, but his palms still had a lingering sticky feeling, and Song Wen opened his hand, becoming more and more disgusted.
He gave up his chin, he looked at the man in front of him, and said, "This man was going to kill you just now." Song Wen was expressionless, "He really wants to kill you, I can see it." β
Zhang Laipi was stunned for a moment, and lowered his head a little bitterly, "I know." β
"You know, why?"
Zhang Laipi paused and looked at Song Wen, "He's my eldest brother." β
"Fuck you...... Ahem...... What are you, you don't deserve to be called big brother at all...... I don't care about you...... Why aren't you dead yet......"
Zhang Laipi lowered his eyes, "Please, let him go." β
Song Wen nodded and shook his head in the man's expectant eyes, "I don't want to." β