The movement over there immediately attracted everyone's attention, and everyone looked over there. At this time, there were already a lot of people around there.

"Say, how should such a hot soup be poured on Lao Tzu's body?" the voice continued to come from there.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The owner of the night stall had already rushed over when he heard the movement over there, nodded and apologized again and again, and then said to the girl: "Shishi shouldn't hurry up and apologize to this big brother." ”

"Dad, I don't apologize, it was he who deliberately raised his hand to touch me, so I couldn't hold the plate. The girl said stubbornly.

"Damn, according to what you say, this is Lao Tzu's own fault?" As soon as the girl's voice fell, there was a rough scolding and the sound of slapping the table.

"How do you talk about this kid!" the boss scolded the girl, and then hurriedly whispered to apologize: "This big brother, the girl is still studying and is ignorant, don't care." Otherwise, today's table is my treat. ”

"What, this table is your treat?**, what do you mean by this, do you want to collect money for this meal after burning my brother like this? Do you still want to open this shop?" The young man with long hair in the corner of the table covering half of his face and a scar on his cheek suddenly threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground and scolded.

This young man is Brother Feng Xiaodao, who had a little holiday with Zhang Weidong in the Supreme Casino.

"Teacher, let's go do a favor, shall we? I could see clearly just now that the man deliberately reached out to touch the girl's buttocks, and the girl wanted to dodge, so she accidentally poured the soup on him. Zhao Xingyuan said to Zhang Weidong with an angry face. But Zhang Weidong didn't move, and he didn't dare. Sometimes it is not that people lack a sense of justice, but that sometimes this society is really incomprehensible. It's like what happened in the hotel before, obviously they took advantage of it, but what was the result?

Seeing Zhao Xingyuan say this, Sui Li and the others all stared at Zhang Weidong with expectant eyes.

Zhang Weidong thought at first that it was just a little girl who accidentally poured the soup on the guests when serving the dishes, so he didn't take it to heart. After all, it was you who accidentally did it first, but you can't complain that the guests are angry. But then I listened to it and it sounded a little wrong, and then I saw that there was still an old "acquaintance" over there, and I was already faintly angry in my heart.

"Let's go check it out. Zhang Weidong finally got up and said.

Seeing Zhang Weidong get up, Sui Li and the others immediately cheered, and then walked towards the table where Zhang Weidong was making trouble with an excited and proud face.

"Brother Dao has something to say, something to say. The boss obviously knew Feng Xiaodao, and hurriedly laughed.

"Brother Dao?" Zhao Xingyuan and the others let out a low exhalation when they heard this, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble slightly, and their steps slowed down unconsciously.

"Do you know him?" Zhang Weidong didn't expect that this Dao brother was still a little famous, even Zhao Xingyuan and others seemed to have heard of him, and they were afraid of him depending on the situation.

"I don't know, but I've heard my classmates talk about it, it's the boss of the knife gang, I heard that there are dozens of younger brothers, each with a knife, and they are very ruthless, and there are many people in the school who have suffered their losses, and I heard that they are still collecting protection money in this area. Zhao Xingyuan said in a low voice.

When Zhang Weidong heard this, he realized that it was not Brother Dao Niu, but that they were just hooligans who couldn't get on the stage at all, and they would only blackmail students, be cruel to students, or engage in these small stalls and vendors who had no backstage. However, because of this, they have a strong reputation among students and in this area. On the contrary, a boss of the level of Dewey is far less famous than Brother Dao among the common people, because he has long disdained to play cool games with students, let alone fall into his identity and play scoundrels on the street.

"It's hard to say, it depends on whether Boss Huo is conscious or not!" Brother Dao said coldly.

When Boss Huo heard this, he knew what Brother Dao was coming for, and hurriedly said with a sad face: "Brother Dao, my store has just opened, look ......?"

"Look, look at your mother's head, didn't you understand Brother Dao's words?" A gangster sitting next to Brother Dao with his hair dyed colorful immediately slapped the table and stood up.

"I really didn't understand, why don't you trouble Brother Dao to help me make it clear?" At this moment, a cold voice rang out behind the crowd.

"***, who's it?, are you impatient!" The gangster who dyed his hair colorful saw that someone dared to come forward, and immediately slapped the table and shouted, but his eyes looked at Zhang Weidong.

Wearing black-framed eyes, Sven is delicate, and at this glance, the gangster immediately trembled with fright. Although more than 20 days have passed, he can't help but break out in a cold sweat when he thinks that day he almost had to cut off a hand. Now, he saw the face again. Sven was as white as ever, but in his eyes, it was a demon descending.

"Dong, Dong, Dongge!" cried out the thug with trembling legs and chattering upper and lower teeth.

Feng Xiaodao was still holding the boss's shelf at the beginning, resting his feet on the chair, looking like a cow coaxing with disdain to glance at Zhang Weidong. It's just that when I heard the thug's trembling voice calling Brother Dong, I hurriedly turned my head to look.

At this sight, he was so frightened that he hurriedly put his feet down, then stood up, and squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying to face Zhang Weidong.

"Dong, Brother Dong, hello!" Feng Xiaodao said cautiously, but his heart trembled. The words that the iron hand Dewey said in his office that day still linger in his ears today, and he is terrified every time he thinks about it.

Li Zhong and the others thought that this time they might have to fight again, and they were even a little worried that the knife gang would be too powerful and would be entangled and in trouble afterwards. But I never expected that as soon as Zhang Weidong appeared, Brother Dao, who was rampant in the area of Dongxin Road, was immediately frightened as if a mouse had seen a cat, and for a while, everyone could see that their mouths were open there, and their eyes almost fell off.

Could it be that the teacher is still the boss of the underworld, isn't that black and white, it's too awesome!

The girl who was called Shishi stared at Zhang Weidong in extreme surprise with black and white beautiful eyes, with her age and life experience, she really couldn't imagine why a boy like Zhang Weidong who was white and clean, and looked like a big brother next door, could scare those men who were not good people at first glance.

"I'm not good, I seem to have heard someone say I'm impatient. Zhang Weidong said with a smile. He really hated these scumbags, but now he also knows that this world is like this, white has a white way of living, black has a black way of living, and the common people also have the common people's way of living. He doesn't want to deliberately do anything chivalrous, a hero who is righteous and peaceful, he is not so great, and he doesn't have so much time, of course, the key point is that the law does not allow him to rely on his superpowers to "do nonsense". But now that they have met, Zhang Weidong doesn't want to wave his hand and let them get out of the way.

"Brother Dong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Seeing Zhang Weidong say this, the gangster with dyed hair was so frightened that he almost peed his pants, and bent down to apologize to him again and again.

However, Zhang Weidong didn't even glance at him, just looked at Feng Xiaodao with a cold gaze.

Zhang Weidong's gaze usually seems to be very kind and peaceful, but at this time, his gaze is sharper than a sword, not only that, but there is also an invisible and terrifying spiritual coercion in his eyes, although Feng Xiaodao is also a person, but under Zhang Weidong's gaze, he is cold all over his body, and there is always an illusion that his life and death are simply between his thoughts.

Cold sweat rolled down Feng Xiaodao's forehead unconsciously, and his heart felt like he was being pressed by a boulder, making him feel like he was going to suffocate the past.