"Oh, if only you could beat my little brother. It's trivial to send you 100,000. ”

Lin Xining looked at the young man with the scar, and vacated the snack bag that occupied his two hands into one hand, and the free hand, with his words, took out his wallet from his pocket.

"How?"

Looking at the bulging wallet, the young man with the scar was moved, and the ghost nodded in agreement.

Completely forget, he's a hooligan and can be robbed directly!

Seeing that he agreed, Lin Xining stuffed his wallet back into his pocket in front of a group of thugs.

Then he took the snacks that were pushed away by the young man with the scar, and the snack stall owner was going to hand Lin Xining.

Lin Xining, who had taken a snack, glanced at the gangsters blocking in front of him, and tilted his head to see a small pavilion next to him.

"I'll go sit next to me and eat something."

"Hmm."

The young man with the scar answered, seeing that Lin Xining was carrying a small bag full of two hands, all kinds of fragrances emanated from the bag, and his stomach was unconsciously a little hungry.

"You find two people to buy something to eat, and I'll follow him."

"Okay."

The young man with the scar casually explained to a few younger brothers, followed behind Lin Xining, and sat in the small pavilion with Lin Xining.

……

In the pavilion.

Lin Xining sat down and just took a bite of the meat bun, when he saw the young man with the scar sitting opposite him swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

So, he silently pushed a packing box containing small balls and placed it in front of the young man with scar.

"Eat, I've already notified my little brother to come over."

When the young man with the scar heard this, he was not polite, he opened the bag by himself, took a skewer, and ate it with a small ball.

"Well, I'll tell you! Wait for your little brother to come, don't blame my men for being ruthless. ”

The young man with the scar took a bite of the balls of the Q bomb. frowned and thought for a while, and then said: "For the sake of this ball, I'll make a little less of it!" ”

When Lin Xining heard this, he glanced up at the young man with the scar, and said casually: "No, you can beat him to death." He's dead, I'm looking for someone to fix it. ”

"Huh?"

The young man with the scar was stunned when he heard what Lin Xining said.

He didn't even know that the skewer in his mouth was bitten off by him.

"He's not.... Bah! Broken Sticks! ”

The young man with the scar saw that Lin Xining didn't care about his little brother, and immediately retorted, but was interrupted by the stick that was bitten off his mouth.

Then, he spit out the broken skewer and continued: "Isn't he your little brother!?" ”

Scar Youth, although he is a gangster, is still more concerned about his little brother.

Hearing that Lin Xining didn't care about his little brother like this, the little bit of goodwill that he had just raised in his heart for Lin Xining suddenly turned into a negative score.

Even the eyes that looked at Lin Xining changed.

Lin Xining keenly noticed his sudden change in mood, but ignored it, but raised his hand and beckoned in one direction.

The young man with the scar turned his head and looked in the direction of Lin Xining's beckoning.

I saw a young man who came over, looking relatively weak and dressed as a noble son.

The brow furrowed even deeper.

"You're going to ask him to fight me!?"

The young man with scar thought that Lin Xining would find someone who was a little rougher, at least the one that looked muscular.

I didn't expect ......

The young man with the scar looked the young man who came over and looked it up and down.

Then with an impatient face, he didn't even look at Qingfeng, and yelled at Lin Xining: "I'll give you a chance to find someone to come over again!" My third master doesn't bully weak chickens. ”

Lin Xining held a small bowl of stinky tofu, tied a piece of the skewer, and then put it in his mouth.

When the piece of stinky tofu in his mouth was finished, he waved his hand at the young man with a scar on an impatient face: "Don't change it, as long as you fight him, the cash in your wallet will be yours." ”

"If you can knock the green pig down, a bank card with 100,000 yuan in it will be given to you."

Speaking of this, Lin Xining glanced at Qingfeng.

With one free hand, he pulled out a string from his pocket that was exactly the same as the one on his wrist and threw it over.

"This string is yours."

Qingfeng stretched out his hand, took the bracelet, and then looked at the scarred young man who was still frowning with a smile.

The corner of Qingfeng's mouth chuckled, put the bracelet on his wrist, and then put his hand behind his back.

"Come on, young master's wallet, but it's waiting for you."

When the young man with the scar heard this, he glanced at Lin Xining, who was still eating, and then at the young man with a relaxed face.

His eyes narrowed slightly: "Then, I'm welcome!" ”

After that, he rushed towards Qingfeng with a fierce face.

When his open palm approached the green pig, it instantly changed into a claw, and the target went straight to the green dragon's shoulder.

Seeing this, Qing Feng tilted half of his shoulder at will, and dodged the blow of the scarred youth.

The young man with the scar saw that Qing Feng avoided his moves so easily, and he knew that Qing Feng was also a bit of a foundation.

Not as weak as he appears to be.

Even if he became more serious, the three-point force of his palm was directly mentioned as seven.

The hand that was slapped out turned in the air, and the body also passed by the trend.

The other hand also slapped the green man's heart.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he turned around, tilted his head, and bypassed the arm of the young man with the scar.

Even two hands were in their pockets.

"Boy, come on!"

When the young man with scar heard Qingfeng's provocation, he turned his head and rushed up again.

In the end, he worked hard from a group of gangsters, and the scar youth's moves became faster and faster, and his palm moved to the key point of the green man.

However, he is a mortal after all, how can he beat the green pig.

I saw that in the face of the attack of the scarred youth. Qingfeng did not panic at all, and put his hands behind his back, like a dancing elf. In the cleared lot, he elegantly avoided every move of the scar youth, and took advantage of the situation to laugh and provoke a few words.

The young man with the scar couldn't beat this young man who looked like a weak chicken, and he was already very annoyed and frustrated.

Now, Qingfeng is still 'fanning the flames' by the side, which makes the scar youth even more annoyed.

However, no matter what move Scar Young used, even a sneak attack.

I didn't touch a corner of Qingfeng's clothes, and Qingfeng hid until now, not even sweating on his head, and his face was not red or panting.

On the other hand, his clothes were wet with sweat.

…

After a while.

Scarred Youth used the last of his strength, swung his fist, and then sat limply on the ground.

"I'm not coming! Not coming! ”

"I can't beat you, forget it!"

The young man with the scar sat on the ground, looking at the young man standing next to him, with that evil smile on his face, and gasped for no reason in his heart.

Then he looked at Lin Xining, who had already finished eating and didn't know when he came back with another cup of fruit tea.

"Your little brother is really powerful, I admit defeat, and I don't want the money."

"If you want to come to this street in the future, if someone asks you for trouble, just report my name."

Speaking of this, the young man with scar paused, glanced at Qing Feng again, and continued: "Although your little brother is very powerful, others don't know him. ”

"I'm still a bit of a snake."

Lin Xining nodded and walked over.

He took out a stack of red tickets from his wallet, handed them to Qing Feng, and motioned for Qing Feng to hand them to the young man with scars.

"Here you go, mental damage fee."

After saying that, he left with Qingfeng and walked out of the encirclement of the young brothers of the scar youth who surrounded him.

Then take a taxi home.

The young man with Scar, who stayed where he was and was still sitting on the ground, looked at the backs of the two of them leaving and the group of angry little brothers.

chuckled in a low voice: "What an interesting rich second generation." ”

With that, the young man with the scar stood up and beckoned to the group of younger brothers.

"Let's go! I'm in for a treat tonight! ”

"Good!"

"Thank you, Third Master!"

"The third master is mighty!"

“。。。。。”

Hearing the words of the young man with the scar, a group of angry thugs immediately put aside the other thoughts in their hearts, and were full of waiting for what to eat.

……

Scene.

With the departure of the Scar Youth group, the people who had been hiding from the side to watch the excitement also came out, and the field resumed its excitement.

Obviously, no one took the episode that happened just now to heart.

There are also a few stall owners who occasionally have no customers, so they will talk in a low voice.

……