The sound was harsh, high-pitched, and unpleasant.

Wu Xiaolong looked impatient: "Old guy, hurry up and get the money out, Lao Tzu is doing big things, don't rubble!" ”

Hearing this, Su Xia's brows immediately furrowed, he rarely saw this kind of self-proclaimed Lao Tzu to his father.

Outside the shop, there were six or seven teenagers with the same colorful hair, who seemed to be Wu Xiaolong's younger brother.

"Brother Long is just tough, I don't dare to talk to the old immortal in my family."

"Where are you going?"

"Don't be in a hurry, wait for Brother Long to speak......"

“……”

Their voices were quiet, drowned out in the thick metal music of the bazaar.

But Su Xia was not very human, and he heard it very clearly.

On the other side of the earth, this kind of young man should be called a street runner or a spirit guy, but even those spirit guys, most of them are much better physically than those few people.

"Bang!"

In the shop, Wu Xiaolong smashed his fist on the workbench, shaking all kinds of parts on the table, and it seemed that he still had some strength.

His younger brothers were all watching from outside, waiting for him to lose face, so they became more and more impatient and shouted, "Old fellow, are you deaf?" What about the money that Lao Tzu wants? ”

The sound was so loud that even the heavy metal music could be suppressed, and the people in the bazaar could hear it clearly.

But this kind of thing seems to happen often, they are all used to it, and their expressions are very flat.

In the shop, the two children were afraid of the elder brother and hid behind their mother.

And Wu Jian looked embarrassed and whispered: "Your younger brothers and sisters all need money to study, and it's not easy at home now, you understand a little." ”

"Reading?" Wu Xiaolong glared, "What's the use of reading?" ”

"They're still young......"

"Is it small? They are all ten years old! Wu Xiaolong spitted, "Xiaohu come with me, Lao Tzu can lead you to get ahead, if you stay in this kind of place, you will only become the same waste as this old guy!" ”

Hearing this, the little boy in the corner shrank his body, and the look of fear on his face became more and more obvious.

His name is Wu Xiaohu, and he is in the fourth grade at a slum primary school on the ground.

Although the quality of education in this ghost place is difficult to describe, it is always right to read more books, otherwise at this age, you can only go to some black-hearted factories as child laborers, and you will be forced to work for a long time, and you will not be able to eat enough and dress warmly, and it is easy to fall into the root of the disease.

"And her!"

Wu Xiaolong stared at his sister in the corner irritably, and asked loudly, "She's ten years old, why don't you sell her?" It's not easy to sell if it's a little bigger, and others don't want to be too old, it's worth a little money to sell now! ”

When she heard that she was going to be sold, the little girl trembled with fright, and her thin little hands clung to her mother's clothes.

Their mother, Xu Lian, was full of sadness, she was really helpless about this eldest son, she wanted to say something, but she felt that it was useless to say anything, so she could only sigh sadly and protect the two children with both hands.

"Xiaolong, our family really doesn't have much money." Wu Jian begged in a low voice, "In the end, this money can't be given to you anymore, after so many years, you can also understand the difficulties at home." ”

"Damn, old fellow, don't give money, do you?"

Wu Xiaolong's face was angry, his face was distorted, and the skull pattern on his face looked extremely hideous.

He glared, rolled up his sleeves, picked up a big wrench, and swung it at Wu Jian's head, not holding back any strength at all.

Wu Jian didn't have time to hide at all, and his forehead was solid.

"Bang!"

He snorted and fell to the ground, blood on his forehead instantly, and the blood stained the rough face red.

But Wu Xiaolong didn't stop, his face was hideous, he aimed at his head, kicked him violently, and shouted: "Old guy, if you don't give money today, Lao Tzu will kill you!" You hid the money there, say it quickly! ”

"Don't fight, don't fight......"

The woman, Xu Lian, cried and stopped in front of Wu Jianjian, grief-stricken, and shouted, "He's your father, Xiaolong, don't fight ......."

The two children in the corner also cried in fright, not knowing what to do.

Seeing this scene, some people in the bazaar sighed, and some people turned around.

But the six or seven young men shouted excitedly: "Brother Long fights well, this kind of old guy just can't fight if he doesn't fight!" ”

"Don't hit the head, it's not fun to kill him, break his hands and feet first!"

"Brother Long, come on!"

“……”

Their eyes were red, and their bodies were trembling with excitement, and they cheered for Wu Xiaolong while laughing.

Hearing the voices of these little brothers, Wu Xiaolong seemed to have more strength, and smiled fiercely: "Get out of the way!" Block Lao Tzu and fight with you again! ”

He kicked his mother in the stomach with all the force he could, straight into the corner.

The woman wept and cowered against the wall, tears streaming down her face, her face full of pain and despair.

And Wu Xiaolong didn't even look at it, and continued to punch and kick his fallen father.

"Bang! Bang! ”

"Old fellow! Waste one! ”

"How could Lao Tzu be born in such a garbage family, if you were rich, would Lao Tzu be able to mix into what he is now?"

"Where's the money? How much is your organ worth? ”

He beat and scolded, complaining about his origins, and his fists and feet were merciless, as if he was beating a lowly brute.

And Wu Jian under his feet would snort a few times at first, holding his head, but gradually there was no movement.

Across the street, Su Xia put down the teacup in her hand and slowly got up.

In his eyes, Wu Jian's blood bar had dropped to less than half.

If he continues to fight, he will surely die today.

Seeing that he seemed to be intent on acting, the owner of the restaurant hurriedly grabbed him and whispered, "Little boss, don't be impulsive, we can't take care of this family's affairs, don't put yourself in it." ”

He saw that Su Xia had fair and delicate skin, expensive clothes, and an extraordinary temperament, and subconsciously regarded Su Xia as a merchant who came here to trade.

The expensive food and tea just now, people who live here are reluctant to order.

And everyone here knows about Wu Jian's family.

Su Xia asked, "Why can't you care, does that person have any background?" ”

"Be quiet."

The shopkeeper pressed down with both hands, his eyes flashed, and motioned for Su Xia to lower his voice.

He explained in a low voice: "The name of the beater is Wu Xiaolong, he is a member of the gang in this block, we ordinary people can't afford to provoke this kind of person, just take a look." ”

"Oh, I see."

At the beginning, Wu Gui's parents were killed by the gang.

In this kind of slum, gangs are rampant, order is chaotic, fists and knives and guns are the truth, and all kinds of gray transactions are common, and even the rules of Coral City are not controlled.

Unless one day a man from the sky can come out and set the rules for this slum with a strong hand, this place will only be chaotic forever.

"Thanks for explaining, I'll come back when I go and see, and I won't make a big deal out of it."

"Little boss, don't be impulsive."

"Don't worry."

Su Xia straightened his mask, his eyes were calm, and he walked to the repair shop diagonally opposite.

And Ma Zhu was left behind by him, and it was inconvenient for one more person to do things by his side.

In the hotel, Ma Zhu pointed at Su Xia with his thumb and said proudly, "That's my eldest brother." ”

The shopkeeper asked him, "Why don't you stop your eldest brother?" ”

"My eldest brother is invincible!"

"Do you know what forces are behind that Wu Xiaolong?"

"Forehead ......"

Ma Zhu scratched his head, and he didn't have any bottom in his heart.

He just felt that Su Xia was both a good person and a fierce man, with good strength and background, after all, ordinary people would not casually give such a precious potion to a robber.

On the whole, Su Xia is a strong dragon, and he may be able to suppress the ground snake here.

Now even if he wanted to stop it, it was too late, Su Xia had already walked into the repair shop.

"Knock knock!"

He stood by the door and knocked on the workbench beside him.

Wu Xiaolong also noticed him, temporarily stopped his fists and kicks at his father, looked fierce, stared at Su Xia and asked, "What are you doing?" Fix something? This old guy's hands are trampled on, go and find someone else to fix it! ”

Although this guy is mixed in a gang, his eyesight is really not good enough, and he can't even see the difference between Su Xia.

Compared with the people underground, Su Xia's body is too clean, and the temperament of the whole person is incompatible with here.

"He's your father." Su Xia said without changing his face, "The grace of birth and nurturing should not be repaid in this way. ”

"What, do you have an opinion?"

"Well, there's an opinion."

"You want to die too?"

Wu Xiaolong twisted his neck, his eyes were fierce, like a wild wolf about to go crazy, and a pair of scarlet eyes looked directly at Su Xia.

If it were an ordinary person here, he might not dare to look up at each other at all, and would leave with his head down.

But Su Xia was still so calm, and looked straight back: "It's not yet time for me to die." ”

"You're looking for a fight, aren't you?"

Wu Xiaolong's face turned cold, and he held a bloody wrench in his hand, pointing directly at Su Xia.

Outside the shop, his group of younger brothers also shouted: "Brother Long, this stupid* is entertaining you!" I think he's just looking for a fight! ”

"Fuck, you dare to go out and pretend to be * with a mask, who gave him the courage? Brother Long abolished him! ”

"Brother Long, peel off the skin on his face!"

“……”

Hearing that the younger brothers took a bite of "Brother Long", Wu Xiaolong was very useful, and the fierce look on his face was even worse.

He held the blood-stained wrench, as if holding the supreme scepter of life and death, and shouted to Su Xia: "Get here, stretch your neck a little, and let Lao Tzu teach you a good lesson!" ”

As if he hadn't heard, Su Xia instead moved his gaze to Wu Jianjian, who was covered in blood, and carefully examined the injury.

Wu Xiaolong, who was ignored, laughed angrily, and stepped forward with a wrench: "I think you are really looking for death!" ”

With that, he swung his wrench violently and smashed it towards Su Xia's head.

He used all his strength, intending to knock Su Xia down with one blow, his face full of blood and cruelty.

In the restaurant opposite, Ma Zhu was so frightened that he stood up directly: "Why doesn't the eldest brother pull out the gun!" ”

He always thought that Su Xia would use guns and bullets to convince people, but Su Xia didn't seem to have this intention at all, and looked like he was standing and being beaten.

But in the next moment, Wu Xiaolong's right arm wielding the wrench suddenly couldn't go down any further.

"Smack!"

This blow was firmly caught by Su Xia, and the cold wrench was firmly held in his hand.

He shot so fast that the crowd outside the store didn't even see it clearly.

"You ......"

Wu Xiaolong was shocked, gritted his teeth hard, but the wrench did not move at all.

He looked at Su Xia and found that it was extremely indifferent, as if he was looking at a dead man.

(End of chapter)