The curtains blown by the cool breeze in the early morning are like a dancer's shirt, and the breeze on the face still carries a few wisps of fragrance, Wang Baisui was sleeping soundly, but he suddenly woke up after smelling the fragrance, and he was not surprised, the beef bone noodles downstairs were a little branch, he was hungry, and he woke up when he smelled the smell, and the time was just right.

got up neatly, not like those simple-minded young people who procrastinated, unhurriedly dressed and walked to the door, but suddenly remembered that he hadn't washed his face and brushed his teeth to clean himself up, looking at himself in the mirror at the door, some of his unkempt hair still looked a little oily, so he quickly took off his shirt and hurriedly went to the bathroom to clean himself up.

Wang Baisui was anxious, the beef bone noodle business downstairs was very good, I was afraid that there would be no seats if I went down later, and I had to squat to eat, so I was so anxious that there was some splashed water next to the washbasin, and he didn't care, he didn't have those chatty mothers-in-law at home, and he was happy to be sloppy in some aspects.

He put on the clothes he had just taken off, and hurried downstairs.

The face and hair that had just washed the dishes were still a little damp, and he hurried to the beef bone noodles on the other side of the road with a slightly cool wind, he was not afraid of a cold, how could he catch a cold?

Wang Baisui, who walked to the stall, looked at the beef bone noodle stall in front of him and had a headache, and said that it was a bit too much, because there were only three tables in total, but they were full, and the least table also had two people, and he was reluctant to sit at a table with strangers to eat.

The stall owner who was busy below saw that his regular customers were coming but had no place to sit, and he was a little anxious, so he hurriedly said to Wang Baisui: "Lao Wang, don't worry, someone will finish eating in a while, if it really doesn't work, you will first be wronged and wronged and fight a table with those two people." ”

Looking at the table of the two people, a young man of about twenty years old and an old man with gray hair but full of energy, the young man was quite handsome, with a round-brimmed top hat, wearing a small vest, slowly eating the bowl of beef bone noodles in front of him with chopsticks in his left hand, but there was no energy in his eyebrows and eyes, and he looked like he had just gotten up and not woken up.

I looked at the old man with his back to him, his gray hair was combed for two or eight points, and his figure was not as thin as that of ordinary old men, but he looked a little strong, just listening to the sound of eating noodles with his head down, he was a little angry.

Standing aside and waiting for a while, Wang Baisui couldn't stand it anymore, his stomach was like a toad, he didn't want to eat at the same table with people he didn't know, but it wasn't that he couldn't, there was no way, he was hungry in the morning, and he hesitated for a while and walked towards the table of two people.

He copied one from a stack of stools next to him, sat down on one side of the table, and waved his hand to the stall owner and shouted, "The old one." ”

The old routine is not to put green onions, no coriander, and less sesame oil, Wang Baisui likes the smell of beef bone soup, and he thinks that it is not delicious to put too many ingredients.

The old man who was burying his head in eating noodles seemed to have eaten, raised his head and put the chopsticks aside, took a rough napkin from the paper tube on the table, wiped his mouth, and looked at Wang Baisui who was sitting on the side and watching the stall owner make noodles.

"You're breaking the rules. ”

As soon as Wang Baisui heard this, he knew that it was the old man at the table who opened his mouth, and what he thought for a while was that there was still a rule that only two people could sit at this table? He turned his head and just wanted to argue, but when he saw the old man's face, he was dumbfounded, his face changed from surprise to vigilance, and from vigilance to fear, and finally he seemed to accept his fate, and lowered his head slightly, like a thief who had been caught with evidence.

It's not his own rules that are broken, nor the rules of this table, what rules can a small stall table have.

It was the old man who spoke, and his bad nature was the old man's rules.

Seeing Wang Baisui admit his fate, the old man continued: "Your elders named you Wang Baisui because they hope that you will live a long life, although the name is cheesy, but it is blessed, but since you have broken the rules, no matter how blessed the name is, it will not save you." ”

Wang Baisui, who heard the words, lowered his head lower, and the old man didn't stop, knocking on the table with his hand: " My student buys things that shouldn't be bought, naturally I punish him, and the students of my college punish him, but he was punished by you, and he was abolished by you, and then 17 years earlier, I will give you a punishment at most, say two words to you, but this matter is put aside until now that you have broken the rules, it is a good thing to have a sense of justice, and it is the association that should reward you, because you helped them catch the criminals and stop the crime, but in my case, you are an outsider who abolished my students, so I want to kill you today. ”

The old man said a lot in one breath, and he was a little thirsty, so he picked up the somewhat deformed kettle on the table, poured himself a cup of water soaked in tea foam, took a few sips, and asked: "I'm done, if I want to kill you now, you can also fight back, I arrange it like this, do you accept it?"

The corners of Wang Baisui's mouth were a little bitter, even if the old man said this, he couldn't have any thoughts of resisting, the old man in front of him was not only his former dean, but also the invincible, strong as a monster God of War.

He nodded, said goodbye, the old man also nodded, pointed to the young man wearing a bowler hat opposite him and said: "I asked him to kill you, because of the younger generation, we are not only unjustifiable to be the elders, but also break the rules, he is a student taught by me with my own hands, his 'Gu' is illusion, I let him use illusion to kill you, do you accept it?"

The old man asked again, 'Do you accept it?', and the tone was as if you were not convinced and I would continue to reason with you, but Wang Baisui knew that if he was not convinced, the old man in front of him might beat him to the ground.

So Wang Baisui nodded again.

"Come on, old Wang, old cliché!"

At this time, the stall owner just brought Wang Baisui's 'old routine'.

Wang Baisui hurriedly picked up a pair of chopsticks and ate noodles in a big gulp, and he didn't care whether it was hot or not, because he knew that if he didn't eat quickly, he would never be able to eat it again in the future.

The young man in the bowler hat raised his head and looked at the old man with those listless eyes, and the old man looked at Wang Baisui who was desperately eating noodles for a while, and nodded at the young man.

The young man put down his chopsticks after seeing the old man nodding, and also took a somewhat rough napkin to wipe his mouth, then looked at the bowl of beef bones in front of him that he hadn't eaten much, frowned, and then took another one and wiped the pair of chopsticks he used, and when the butter on the chopsticks was wiped clean, he began to knock the bowl in front of him rhythmically with the clean chopsticks, and his listless eyes didn't know when they turned into the kind of blackened red.

As the sound of impact reached Wang Baisui's ears one by one, his movement of eating noodles also slowed down, and after listening to about a dozen sounds, Wang Baisui simply froze there with his noodles in his hands.

As soon as Wang Baisui stopped eating noodles, the old man knew that he was dead, so he took out the noodles money and put it on the table, and got up with the young man to leave the facial paralysis.

The old man glanced at the young man walking next to him, and even though he had just killed someone, his eyes still looked as if he hadn't woken up, so the old man was a little angry.

Why is this kid so listless in the morning!

After a few minutes of walking, the stall owner's noodles were sold out, and business was as good as ever, but his old customers were not as fast as they used to eat.

The stall owner walked to Wang Baisui, who was frozen there, and said teasingly: "Lao Wang, I'm going to close the stall, you haven't finished eating yet?"

But Wang Xuexue was slapped down on the table by him, and the noodle soup found in the knocked over noodle bowl was as much as the water splashed outside the washbasin when washing his face in the morning, but the crimson color of the noodle soup was so dazzling in the eyes of the stall owner.