Chapter 7: The Noble Gangster
Compared with Zhao Shu's anxiety, Zhang Yang's side is not easy.
Because Binhe Road is full of surveillance, there is ironclad evidence that he is suspected of spreading feudal superstitions.
Considering that he had not caused any adverse effects, the police only punished him with five days of judicial detention.
Staying in the detention cell, listening to the braggadocio of the people in the same number, Zhang Yang silently observed them from the sidelines.
Most of them had a mediocre aura, but soon a young man of about twenty-five or sixteen caught his attention.
The young man had a pot lid on his head, a big flower arm, and several criss-crossing scars on his back.
His appearance is enough to bluff people, but what Zhang Yang didn't expect was that there was extravagance on the top of this guy's head.
That extravagance was only the thickness of a toothpick, and it was not conspicuous at all in his entangled luck color.
Ever since he got the Hope Qi Technique, Zhang Yang couldn't help but use the Hope Qi Technique to observe the people he saw, and until today, he has really seen people with nobility.
Ironically, extravagance will appear in a gangster, is this a sky without eyes?
"What are you looking at?"
Just as Zhang Yang was staring at the gangsters, the gangsters also glared at Zhang Yang with a pair of fierce eyes.
If Zhang Yang replied with 'look at you', it would probably be another story.
His name is Chao Yao, and he was sent to the detention center on charges of drinking and causing trouble.
Zhang Yang retracted his gaze and said, "It's okay." ”
Chao Yao became interested in Zhang Yang, he sat up from the bed, and asked with interest, "Hey, what did you kid do to come in?" ”
Others also set their eyes on Zhang Yang, and it can be regarded as fun in this account to probe into other people's crimes.
Zhang Yang said: "The fortune teller came in." ”
When Chao Yao heard this, he was stunned, and then laughed and said, "Fortune telling? Fortune tellers can also count themselves into the number, you are the first one! ”
Shaking his head, Chao Yao asked again, "Then how about you help me calculate my life!" ”
Zhang Yang said: "I have to charge for fortune telling. ”
Ha ha......
Laugh.
The rest of the people in the trumpet just thought it was funny.
This is a detention cell, and it is a big joke that the fortune teller who is locked up in the detention room should charge other people.
Chao Yao smiled for a while and said, "Charge, fair trade, this must be there." ”
Then, he changed his words, "But if you can't be sure, don't blame me for being rude to you!" ”
Zhang Yang ignored this, and said: "Your life is very hard, as long as you don't take the initiative to find death, your life span is more than eighty." ”
After saying this, Zhang Yang was silent.
Chao Yao waited for a while, and when he saw that Zhang Yang still didn't say anything, his brows furrowed, "That's it?" ”
He looked quite fierce when he frowned, and the other people in the trumpet couldn't help but move away a little, for fear of being next to him.
Zhang Yang nodded and said, "That's it." ”
Chao Yao smiled, and he said, "Hehe, anyone who has heard the name of my Chao Yao Chao Mad Dog knows that I am hard-hitting. Think when I first debuted, one person chased more than a dozen people with a knife, and I was hit by more than 30 knives, if my life was not hard, would I be able to live until now? ”
Zhang Yang glanced at Chao Yao indifferently and did not speak.
Seeing that Zhang Yang was still silent, Chao Yao said again: "You don't count this, then count my career for me." ”
Zhang Yang said: "Check out first." ”