At noon, the sun outside was scorching the city. Many places were roasted, and at this time, the small tea shed became a place to shelter from the sun. The small tea shed was crowded with people, and several small tables were full of people, drinking herbal tea one by one, sighing at the heat outside.

Yanchen and Uncle Liu had no place to sit, so they could only take two bricks and sit down in a shady place in the tea shed. Uncle Liu held a tattered fan and kept fanning, but he still couldn't help sweating. On the contrary, Yan Chen did not feel hot at all, and there was no sweat flowing down, but when I thought of it, I was not afraid of the sun as a vampire, and I didn't feel strange if it wasn't hot.

At this time, a rugged, scumbag-faced man, followed by four or five young men walked towards here with a big grin. Before the person arrived, the voice had arrived: "Old man Liu, bring a pot of herbal tea to your grandfather, what's the matter, this ghost is dying of hot weather." No, two pots. The man at the nearest table heard the voice. His face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly got up and moved out of the table. When Uncle Liu heard this voice, his face was also pale, and he didn't care about the heat, so he hurriedly went to prepare herbal tea.

Yanchen looked at it, with his IQ, he didn't have to think about it to know that this must be a group of bullies......

Uncle Liu immediately went into the house and took out two pots of prepared herbal tea, and just wanted to hand them to Yanchen, but after thinking about it, he threw down a sentence: "I'll come in person, Xiaochen, you sit." Yanchen had no choice but to sit down.

After a while, I heard "Bah???" followed by the sound of a bowl being slammed. I only heard the angry scolding to Uncle Liu: "Dead old man, looking for death, how can there be sand in this tea?"

"Master Yang, I don't know, how can there be sand in this tea. ”

"The old man doesn't believe it, do you? Uncle, I just ate sand, do you, do you still want to be black, don't you want to live?" After speaking, he kicked Uncle Liu, how could Uncle Liu's thin body withstand this kick? Immediately fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Yanchen turned his head violently and saw Uncle Liu lying on the ground, holding his kicked stomach with both hands. I didn't have time to think about it, so I ran over and shouted, "Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu." ”

"Uncle Liu. Uncle Liu, are you alright? Yanchen snorted at this time. But Uncle Liu was motionless, a wisp of blood gradually flowed from the corner of his mouth, and Yanchen gently raised Uncle Liu's head and called Uncle Liu over and over again.

When the rugged Yang Xiong saw Uncle Liu like this, he secretly said something bad in his heart, and one of the young people behind him also said softly: "Big brother, it seems that you are a little heavier." If you want to die, you will be in trouble. ”

"Nonsense, you still need to say it, I can't imagine that this old man is so unbeaten. Yang Xiong slapped the young man heavily, the haze in his eyes flashed, he was an assistant to the gang boss in this city, and the dead were not afraid, but they were afraid that the government would track them down and be unfavorable to them.

"You, drink tea, drink tea, and beat Uncle Liu like this, you can't die well. Seeing that Uncle Liu still didn't react, Yanchen turned his head and said a few fierce words to Yang Xiong, especially the last few words, which bit hard. It seemed like he was going to swallow them alive.

With a pair of eyes, Yang Xiong was instantly suppressed by the momentum of the wild goose dust, they seemed to have entered a hell on earth, and the wild goose dust slowly turned into a hideous evil ghost and pounced on them. Instantly cold from head to toe. But it was only for a moment, and I felt that I was still under the scorching sun.

Yang Xiong shook his head and swept away the illusion just now. Secretly said that this was an illusion, and regained the momentum just now, and said viciously to Yanchen who was holding Uncle Liu???: "Who is this kid? Call me," he patted the ones in the back.

But those few were stunned, and they were obviously stunned by the momentum of the wild goose just now, and they didn't dare to make a move. Yang Xiong saw that several people didn't dare to make a move, and shouted: "A group of waste, even a kid who hasn't grown hair is afraid, what's the use of you?" After speaking, he kicked at one of the followers, his eyes were round, and he raised his foot to kick towards Yanchen. The people around sighed secretly, and another young man suffered. Yanchen had been holding back his anger and was about to explode, his hands were turned into fists, and a piece of green history appeared on the surface of the skin, and his two teeth slowly began to lengthen. It's just that he kept his head down, and no one noticed.

At this time, I don't know who shouted: "The official is here." Yang Xiong's foot that he wanted to kick down immediately retracted and looked into the distance.

A headhunter followed by four or five people came over, and when he saw Yang Xiong, he immediately made a look. Yang Xiong immediately understood. smiled at the head catcher and said: "Zhao catcher, it's okay, it's okay, it's just a little thing." It's just that Uncle Liu of this tea shed accidentally fell. ”

"Oh???? ,I see.,I thought it was a big deal.,Just now someone called out that something happened here.,It seems that there's nothing wrong.。 Zhao Zhutou also smiled at Yang Xiong.

At a glance, these two are obviously recognized, and it seems that the relationship is not shallow, Zhao Zhutou looked at the Yanchen who was lying on the ground and was supporting Uncle Liu, and just saw Uncle Liu is fingers moved. Feeling that there was nothing wrong, he shouted to the onlookers around him: "It turns out that this old man is just wrestling, there is nothing to do, and everyone is still not dispersed?"

One by one, the audience sighed secretly, this Zhao Zhutou and Yang Xiong are both in the same group, it seems that it is impossible for this young man to avenge Uncle Liu, and they all walked away with interest, Yang Xiong glared at Yanchen fiercely, and was ready to leave. But an incongruous voice sounded, and they were stunned in their steps.

"I said, 'Shall I let you go?'

Yang Xiong paused, turned his head and looked at Yanchen in a daze, and Zhao Zhutou also looked at Yanchen with a surprised face. Not only was everyone around them stunned, but everyone had such a sentence in their hearts: Could it be that this kid is dying?

Yan Chen's lowered head was raised steadily, the warm sun shone on his face, and the bulging blood vessels were clearly visible, which were cyan, and there were no dry tears in the corners of his eyes. Just when he raised his hands steadily, Uncle Liu's hand, which had been lying down, moved steadily, held Yanchen's hand with difficulty, and said in a trembling voice: "Xiaochen, don't be impulsive, you, don't go, you can't beat him." ”

Seeing Uncle Liu like this, Yanchen's clenched fists loosened, since he came to this world, he never thought that there was anything here that was worth guarding him.

But this Uncle Liu, who has been with him for a month, from the moment he took him in, his care every day and night touched the lowest heartstrings and reminded him of his grandfather before. It wasn't until he died that he understood how good his grandfather was......

And Uncle Liu is like his grandfather.

Yanchen's let go of his hands and suddenly returned to Uncle Liu's body again. "Don't, don't go, kid. Seeing Uncle Liu like this, Yanchen felt a pain in his heart for no reason, and silently shouted in his heart: "Uncle Liu is innocent, such a good person has to suffer such difficulties." ”

Uncle Liu seemed to have difficulty even moving, but his hand still clasped Yanchen tightly, for fear that Yanchen would do something stupid, he couldn't let Yanchen be hurt, just like a father protecting his child.

Looking at Uncle Liu's concerned eyes, Yanchen's clenched fist slowly let go, and the green calendar on his forehead disappeared steadily. Forcefully helped Uncle Liu up and let him sit on a chair.

"Boy, are you looking for death or not?" Yang Xiong, who was already planning to leave, but when he heard Yanchen's words, he became angry. shouted fiercely at Yanchen, that look was a murderous look, but he didn't rush up to hit Yanchen.

Indeed, since his debut, no one has dared to say this to him except for his own gang boss. If it weren't for Zhao Zhutou's presence, he might really come up and break the wild goose dust into pieces.