Yan San never holds grudges, and usually revenge on the spot when he has a grudge. If you can't report it, then you will quickly leave it behind and never worry about it. Originally, he also wanted to go into the Drunken Moon Building to eat and eat, but now that everything came true, the matter of the thug kicking him away was not so important, "Of course, there will be opportunities in the future." Yan San thought;

Yan San asked the handyman in the backyard, and knew that there were still two houses in the vicinity of the drunken moon building, which were chartered by the restaurant owner, one for the earth-shattering fat chef Lu to live, and a two-story wooden building for these little guys to live in, plus there were some empty rooms in the backyard of the drunken moon building, so they could live in it. So Yan San simply took a half-day off and went back to Xiaoxi Street to move.

Lu Fatzi is a chef and a backyard steward, he has the final say on everything, and when he saw Yan Sanxue, he approved it.

Before Yan San returned to Xiaoxi Street, he first went to the river to wash for most of the day, and it was easy to frighten people when he went back covered in blood, and then he went to his kennel to move things, and greeted Qu Xiucai, saying that he had found a serious way to make a living and would not harm Xiaoxi Street. Qu Xiucai didn't have anything to keep it, he taught everything that should be taught, and only whispered to Yan San to practice the 'Qingfeng Jue'.

The neighbors of Xiaoxi Street began to guard against Yan San like a thief, seeing that he had a large bag and a small bag, and he seemed to be leaving, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this half a month was really enough!

Yan San's eyes purred, he looked reluctant, and tried to hold back the tears of one-star "moved", and said, "The neighbors are so reluctant to me, or I still don't want that job, and find some work on Xiaoxi Street!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and after a while, they all died: "San'er, don't miss the opportunity to make a fortune, the outside world is very exciting, money is everywhere, you go quickly, after forty or fifty years, we will return to our hometown, and we will have face when the time comes......" Everyone was half farewell, half dragged and pushed, and pulled Yan San out without touching his feet, it was the old man Wang who sold fritters who pushed the most fiercely, and it was difficult for him to be old, and his face was blood-red like a layer of rouge.

When they arrived at the street, everyone was in a good mood, and Aunt Li's face could be smiling, and she pretended to say, "Okay, stinky boy, remember to come back and see us." 』

Yan San replied solemnly, "The place where I work is not too far from here, and I come back to see you every two or three days!"

Aunt Li's face changed greatly, and a large number of people who were panting behind her immediately rushed to their brains with anger and blood, and shouted in unison: "Get out!!" Seven or eight big feet kicked towards Yan San's ass.

Yan San carried something on his back and scurried forward, his movements were extremely light, his nose wrinkled when he turned around, his eyes rolled, he made a grimace, and ran away with a smoke. Behind him, a bunch of people looked at him for a long time, on the one hand, they were afraid that this kid would sneak back again, but on the other hand, they didn't even understand it, and they were really reluctant in their hearts.

Back to the Drunken Moon Building, Lu Fatzi was talking, Yan San quietly put down his bags and walked into a group of handymen.

Most of them are handymen, tall, short, fat and thin, and there are also two or three half-grown children of the same age as Yan San, but they are all honest and timid.

"There are also rules in the back kitchen of this drunken moon building, I advise everyone not to touch the rules, do more things, play less tricks, no fights, if you have something to talk with your fists, you can come with a knife and a gun, just go head-to-head here, but you have been counted, you must not be entangled, and you are not allowed to deceive the stewardship......

I can't see that the fat man is hehe, when it comes to business, there is also a kind of majesty that is not angry but mighty, at least the half-sized children almost took a pen and wrote it down word by word. Yan San has had no rules since he was a child, and after listening to it for a while, he felt tired, and was about to desert, when Lu Zhan Lu suddenly pointed to a black and thin man in the crowd, and said loudly:

"Qian Guang, come out!"

The black and thin man's face was like a knife, his cheeks were deep, his upper lip was messy and long, his triangular eyes were shining, he was looking left and right, and he kept turning, and he knew at first sight that he was a treacherous character, always calculating others. Seeing Lu Fatzi calling him, his eyes first turned wildly, and then he walked out of the crowd, and reluctantly waved at Lu Fatzi, saying, "Steward Lu!"

Lu Zhan flicked his sleeves and put his hand behind his back, but his arm was too fat and too much flesh, and his hand couldn't get close to him at all, pointing obliquely to the back, indicating that it meant that, Yan San wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and it was very hard to hold back.

"You also entered the Drunken Moon Tower this afternoon, right?"

"Back to the steward, yes, when I heard that Zuiyue Building was recruiting, the first one came and helped me work for a long time!" Qian Guang rolled his eyes and replied earnestly, his posture was extremely low, and he did not forget to show his credit.

"Oh, you already know the rules of the Drunken Moon Tower?"

"Yes, yes, I understand, the little one listened very carefully, and the little one taught the later ones before the steward spoke. Qian Guang was respectful and backward, since he did that, his waist has been half bent and he has never straightened up.

"What should I do if I collude with outsiders, bully my colleagues, and follow the rules of Drunken Moon Building?"

"This kind of person is indignant, and his legs are discounted according to the rules and thrown out of the backyard. Qian Guang's face changed, and he said impassionedly. turned around and said to a group of handymen who were listening to the training: "If any of you dare to collude with outsiders to bully and oppress your colleagues in the future, you don't need to do it in charge of Lu, I will not be the first to spare him!"

Then he turned around, his face full of flowers, and half-bent over the landing. Yan San's heart suddenly felt like eating a fly, this mouse-like person changed his face so quickly, and he was not a good bird at first glance.

Lu Zhan's fat face couldn't see any expression, he took a wooden stick and threw it on the ground, and said to Qian Guang: "Well, that's a good point, then bother you to break your leg yourself, and then get out by yourself!"

Qian Guang was shocked: "Steward, what do you say? I have only been here for a long time, and I have no merit and hard work, I Qian Guang swear to the sky, but I haven't done anything sorry for you, do you think it's a mistake?"

"Mistaken? The group of people outside the door are not your accomplices? The money is still in your pocket! Zuiyue Lou recruits, you set up cards to collect money, as a person from Zuiyue Lou, what is it if you don't oppress your colleagues?"

Qian Guang immediately retorted: "I really don't know those people, I swear, if I lie to people, I will die my mother!

Lu Zhan glanced at Qian Guang coldly and said, "You treat me as a blind man?

Qian Guang's face turned blue and white, a pair of triangular eyes flashed, he was stunned for a while, and suddenly slowly straightened his waist, his face twisted out of a ruthless force of annoyance and anger, crossed his hands and hugged his chest, and looked at Lu Zhan coldly: "Dead fat man, your ears are very smart! Have you ever heard of the Five Tigers of Xicheng? Lao Tzu is the second in line, and he is nicknamed the Plucking Tiger! Now obediently kneel down to Lao Tzu and offer ten coins with both hands, Lao Tzu should have never happened to this, otherwise, Lao Tzu will tear down your fat body and boil oil!"

Behind Lu Zhan, the old monkey was about to move forward, and as soon as the fat man's hand was raised, everyone immediately stopped moving; Lu Zhan waved his hand and said to Qian Guang: "Okay, just do as you say." Kneel down and kowtow to everyone, give them ten more money to improve their food, and finally discount your own leg - I'll let you go. 』

Qian Guang was furious, pointed at Lu Zhan and said, "The dead fat man gave you a shameless face, right? Lao Tzu will tell you how to write dead characters today!"

There was a "pop" sound, there was a kind of moist crispness, not like the muffled sound of flesh and bone intersecting, as if a stick had been hit into the mud;

Yan San was stunned, this punch was smashing on Lu Zhan's fat face, causing a layer of clearly visible ripples of flesh. In his opinion, Lu Zhan can speak so aggressively, he has two brushes, how can this punch be blocked, even if he can't stop it, he himself is completely sure that he can dodge it, he feels that this time he is completely blind. "Can't you pretend to be a second master, can't a group of people just knock over that mouse and then pretend?" Yan San despised Lu Zhan very much, and swept left and right by the way, quietly stepping on a broom rod under his feet, ready to wait for a group fight.

Qian Guang was also a little embarrassed about his success so easily, and was about to come to the second and third times, completely knocking the fat man to the ground, and when he stepped on one foot again, Lu Zhan moved.

A simple fat hand, forked like a small dustpan, split the chest and grabbed the placket of Qian Guang's clothes, and then waved the other hand and slapped the head.

"Bang", "Snort", "Touch", "Poof", "Dingding, Ding"

After this slap, Yan Sanzheng's foot that quietly picked up the broom rod was frozen in mid-air, and he only saw a shadow flashing in front of him, "pop" was the sound of the slap, and it was really crisp and bright, and it hurt to listen to the sound, and it felt very good to come to Lu Fatzi's hand. "Snort" is the sound of Qian Guang's clothes tearing, the slap made Qian Guang rise to the ground, and flew out in a whirl, and the placket in Lu Fatzi's hand suddenly broke away from the organization; "Bump" was Qian Guang's body hit the courtyard wall, at least three meters away from the place where he "took off"; "Poof" and "Ding Ding Ding" The sound was continuous, as soon as it landed, a stream of saliva mixed with blood erupted from Qian Guang's mouth, and seven or eight big teeth fell off and smashed on the stone slab, while the dry mouse face fermented at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing fat, and there was a tendency to develop to Lu Zhan's face shape;

"I'm a fair person, and I don't take advantage of you, you punch me, I give you a palm back, and when I'm done, it's your turn." Just fight one by one, until one side admits defeat!' Lu Fatzi leaned his hand back again, as if he could really carry his hands behind his back like a normal person, and said slowly. The face is oily and watery, how can I see the slightest scar after being punched?

Qian Guang vomited two more big teeth with blood, and Yan San felt a toothache when he looked at it. But this mouse is also a good species, standing up against the wall, his eyes were full of resentment, a pair of triangular eyes were full of blood, and he slowly walked in front of Lu Zhan again, and said, "Dead stick, the mud is set!"

Qian Guang lost most of his teeth, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and his speech was slurred, Yan San didn't understand what he said, but then he understood Qian Guang's movements, adjusted his qi and returned to the yuan, and the wind on the flat ground ...... This is a method of Yuan cultivation! This dead mouse is a monk!

Although I don't know how many heavens there are, it's really Yuan Xiu! Lu Fat Man is going to be bad! The dead mouse is clearly going to kill people, and he has set a bullshit rule that doesn't dodge or dodge. Yan San's heart was so anxious that he blurted out: "Fat man dodge, he is Yuan Xiu, and he will die." 』

Lu Zhan glanced at Yan San strangely, the skin and flesh on his face twitched, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Yan Sanhu picked the broom rod into his hand, and was about to shout: "I have the ability to come to your uncle and me, what kind of hero is it to bully a dead fat man......

There was a loud "pop" in the field, it was still moist and loud, and Lu Fatzi had already been hit.