After Guan Ze cut the big crack on the nose of the man named Tu Ge on the ground, the air around him solidified a little.

There are food stalls and small restaurants next to the hotel. Now it is the peak meal time at 6 or 7 o'clock, and there are still many people. When they see that it seems that the fight is about to start, they all look here.

Lin Yao is actually not used to being watched by others, especially in this kind of scene, but now he doesn't care about anything else. He doesn't even have to worry about the sharp attack in Guan Ze's car, but he just stares at the few people who get in and out of the car.

"You..." The bald brother was pressing the blade on his nose, not daring to move casually, but just rolled his eyes and glanced up a few times, then hesitated, "Guan Ze?"

Lin Yao suddenly felt very proud. The bald brother lying on the ground seemed to be the boss of this group of people, but when he said Guan Ze's name, although he hesitated, his voice was filled with unconcealed shock.

You're scared to death!

Lin Yao looked at the people around him with satisfaction, who didn't know whether to rush up or stand in place. Suddenly, he saw the person in the driver's seat of the cheetah car getting off the car for some reason, scooping a big iron rod in his hand, and he had already reached behind Guan Ze.

Lin Yao suddenly had blood flowing backwards, and the seven meridians and eight meridians were all misplaced. Guan Ze's attention was on Brother Tu, and he was not aware of the person who had already leaned over behind him. Even if he was aware, when he turned around and conquered the person behind him, Brother Tu and a few others on the ground could take the opportunity to rush up. Guan Ze would definitely suffer!

"Fuck | Your uncle!" Lin Yao shouted violently, and half of the brick in his hand was swung out hard by him.

He felt that such a big man was standing here, and there was someone who dared to attack Guan Ze in an ordinary way, which made him very angry and shameless.

The brick hit the man's wrist, which was scooping the iron rod.

Oh! Where - run!

But the man was quite professional, and the iron rod was held tightly. Lin Yao did not see the expected iron rod being smashed out of his hand and flew out.

All the movies are fucking liars!

The iron rod did not take off his hand, and Guan Ze's passive situation still did not change. Lin Yao had to bite the bullet and rushed over before the man could react. When Lin Yao was in school, he was always the first in the sports meeting. The physical education teacher always praised him for his quick reaction and explosiveness when he started.

So when he scooped out a hundred-meter-running rack, the man didn't have time to hide.

Lin Yao's plan was to rush over and snatch the iron rod, but the plan was always painful. He was like he was rushing towards Guan Ze outside the amusement park gate. He failed to stop in time, so the plan changed temporarily, and he directly hit the man with inertia.

The two of them hit the cheetah behind like shells, making a gripping sound.

Lin Yao took the time to applaud himself in his heart. This man looked taller than Guan Ze. If he hadn't been big enough, he might have been bounced back to the snow after hitting him, which would be really embarrassing.

He didn't know if he was pushing his elbow against the man's belly. In short, after the man was hit on the car door, his face bent down a little strangely. Lin Yao made a fuss and grabbed the iron rod in his hand and pulled it hard, snatching it off.

"Stay honestly!" Lin Yao was afraid that he was not dead yet, so he raised his foot and kicked him in the side of the knee.

The man twisted and knelt on the snow.

"What do you want?" Brother Tu was still the boss after all, so he quickly calmed down in this situation. He supported one arm on the ground, controlling the distance between his nose and the blade, and lifted one arm like practicing yoga, and waved to those people very casually, "Didn't I let you do it miserable enough? You still have to..."

"Brother Bald," Guan Ze's knife suffocated, "I came back just to see. I don't ask for trouble for anyone, nor do I want anyone to cause trouble for me."

"I won't cause trouble for you," Bald Brother grinned. Lin Yao saw a large scar on the lower part of his left face and exposed neck, which looked like a burn. The large area of ​​skin was red and looked scary. "I don't even want to see you."

"That's good," Guan Ze pulled the knife out of the snow, let go of the knee pressing on Brother Ba's back and stood up, wiped the knife on him, and then he calmly spit out another word, "Money."

"What's the money?" Brother Ba was stunned.

"My car repair money." Guan Ze pointed to two cars that were hit together.

"Fuck, you're so arrogant!" Someone couldn't help but curse. Including the towns next to him, no one dared to say that to Brother Tu. It would cost money to hit Brother Tu's car, "You fucked him and you'd be..."

"Okay," Brother Tu waved his hand, turned around and looked at Guan Ze, and after a long time he said, "You go to the town repair shop and say I'll let you go to repair it."

"Town?" Guan Ze raised his eyebrows and smiled disdainfully, "But believe that there are no accessories."

"What do you want!" The muscles on Brother Ba's face leaped, and it was obvious that his anger had reached its peak, but he was still trying hard to suppress it.

"20,000," Guan Ze stretched out his fingers and shook it in front of him, "I'm going out for dinner now. I may come back late in the evening. Just send the money to the front desk before 12 o'clock."

After Guan Ze said this, before those people could react, he waved his hand gently to Lin Yao, turned around and walked towards his car: "Go, go for dinner."

Lin Yao quickly followed him. The fire in Brother Tu's eyes made him feel a little scared. He took two steps before he remembered to throw the iron rod in his hand to the ground.

When the iron rod hit the curb that was not covered with snow with a "clang" sound, the bald brother behind him gritted his teeth and burst out: "Fuck!"

Lin Yao didn't look back and followed Guan Ze into the car.

Guan Ze started the car and drove out slowly. When the two cars separated, the front bumper of the cheetah fell to the ground. Although Lin Yao did not see the large-cut rear bumper falling, he probably wasn't much better.

The car drove out of this small street and turned into a street with no one. Lin Yao let out a long sigh and looked at Guan Ze: "What's going on?"

"I know that person." Guan Ze smiled.

"There is a holiday?" Lin Yao was very confused and wanted to ask a lot of questions, but he just didn't know where to start.

"Well," Guan Ze sighed softly, "He was the one who asked Ning Juan to jump from the third floor."

"I..." Lin Yao was stunned. The man was the bastard who forced a teenage girl to jump off the third floor. He suddenly felt that the half brick just now should have called the man on his face, "Fuck!"

"That person is quite afraid of you, I feel it," Lin Yao was silent for a while, turned his head and stared at Guan Ze, "When he could have punished you so much, he would definitely not take you seriously. What did you do with him?"

"I won't say this anymore. I'm afraid I'll scare you," Guan Ze reached out and grabbed him on his hair. "You were so fierce just now, I didn't see it. If you get angry, it's probably not easy to deal with."

"So don't mess with me," Lin Yao rubbed his nose, suddenly remembered Guan Ze's big chop, and raised his voice, "Forget it, don't pretend, there are people who cut out the door in the car!"

"If you get used to it, why don't you be at ease?" Guan Ze laughed.

"Do you also bring it to work?" Lin Yao looked at him squintly.

"Well, I've been in the car, I have guns at home..."

"Damn Guan Ze, you're a gangster!" Lin Yao jumped for a moment, and the rathon seat belt turned around and stared at Guan Ze.

"Blow the gun," Guan Ze smiled and looked at him, "What are you nervous about? It's used when playing field in outdoor clubs."

"It's also controlled, okay?" Lin Yao frowned. "Tell me about the bald man... He doesn't seem to be bald. He has a wig, but you didn't pull the wig off. Is that a hair transplant? Oh, this effect is pretty good... What happened to him?"

"...I hit him with a brick." Guan Ze almost got distracted when he heard Lin Yao Niannian's nagging.

"Brick? I learned from me, it's good," Lin Yao said, "If he smashes a brick, he will be honest? No."

"Then he was brought to a broken house and tied the water pipe with iron chains." Guan Ze parked the car to the side of the road. These memories were already a bit incredible to him. He still remembered the sound of the bald man struggling wildly when he woke up and pulled the water pipes.

"Beat him up? Pee on his face?" Lin Yao couldn't think of anything that would make the bald man so afraid of Guan Ze.

"I set the fire," Guan Ze closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, "and left."

Lin Yao was stunned and didn't say anything for a long time. He knocked the person out and tied him to the house and set fire?

"Aren't you afraid that he will be burned to death?" Lin Yao asked with difficulty, remembering the hideous scars on the bald man's face and neck, "Has he ran out?"

"The water pipe was rusted and he broke it," Guan Ze slowly breathed, "I just wanted to burn him to death, but I didn't think of anything else."

"You..." Lin Yao also leaned back on the back of the chair and looked at the snow outside the window. He felt that he was having some difficulty breathing. Guan Ze actually did such a thing and planned to burn someone to death. "Director Guan, you can still sit next to me today and say that these are amazing."

"Do you know why I am very grateful to Uncle Ning?" Guan Ze still closed his eyes and reached out to hold his hand. "After this, he told me that if something really happened to the bald man, Ning Juan's legs would be broken."

"This is right," Lin Yao held Guan Ze's hand with his back, feeling that Guan Ze's hand was very warm, "What?"

"After Ning Juan was discharged from the hospital, Uncle Ning took us away, went to the city to open a store, and asked me to study," Guan Ze started the car, "I am very glad to meet Uncle Ning, my current life and the people I meet..."

Guan Ze pinched Lin Yao's chin: "I feel grateful."

Guan Ze did not take Lin Yao to have dinner on the small street of the hotel. He drove the car to another road in the town. The town was really small. Lin Yao looked at it and saw that from the direction of the town that was usually the vegetable market and small square, it was four streets in total. There were some alleys and small streets on the street. It would probably take less than an hour to go around the town.

"Where can we eat?" Lin Yao looked out the window.

"Go to a small hot pot restaurant and it's coming soon," Guan Ze looked out the window, as if looking for it, "I haven't been back for a long time, and I don't know if I'm still here. The boss is an old lady and is very nice. He often leaves some clean food for me."

Lin Yao actually wanted to ask why he didn't go to the place where Guan Ze once lived first, and he didn't speak up when he heard this. For Guan Ze, this is someone who has given him warmth and help. Compared to his family who ignores him or even hates him, he will naturally come here first.

"It's right here," Guan Ze pointed in front and parked the car on the side of the road, "Ten yuan is enough."

"What a low consumption." Lin Yao jumped out of the car and saw the small shop. There was no business, there was not even a sign on the front of the shop. Next to it was a paper strip of the carton, which read - Ten yuan is the one that costs enough.

"Maybe it's not delicious," Guan Ze locked the car and came over to hug Lin Yao's shoulder, "You should bear it and think you're accompanying me."

"It's impossible that it's not delicious. Sometimes I can taste my mother's food..." Lin Yao laughed for a while.

Lin Yao followed Guan Ze to lift the thick cotton curtain and entered the store. There was no business in the store, and only an old man came up to meet him: "Let's cold, come and sit down, what should I eat?"

Two people dressed completely differently from those in the town walked into such a shop, probably surprised the old man. After asking, he looked at them up and down.

"Just make two dishes that are just handy," Guan Ze glanced at the menu on the table, "Are you the only one?"

"No, the chef is here, my son is here," the old man probably thought Guan Ze had questions about the dishes in the store, and explained anxiously, "Don't worry, the dishes are all fresh."

"Do it casually, it's okay," Guan Ze smiled, "Is Grandma Cao not here?"

"You are..." The old man was stunned and looked at Guan Ze with a little surprised.

"You may not remember me. I used to go to your kitchen to find Grandma Cao to eat," Guan Ze leaned in front of the old man, "I am Guan Ze."

The old man stared at him for a long time, his eyes were rounded, and he said in surprise: "It's really you, you've become so many, not like a monkey like when he was a child, it's dirty and black..."

Lin Yao felt a little laughed when he heard this, so he quickly scooped up the cup and poured some hot tea to drink it, and turned on Heihouer...

"It must change. It's been more than ten years," Guan Ze pulled the old man and sat down next to him. "You have such a good look, and you can still remember me."

"I remember, Da Leng'er didn't wear cotton clothes in the weather. You're so happy now. Look at this outfit, how energetic!" The old man smiled happily, smiled for a while and sighed, "You Grandma Cao wants to see you, so you must praise you."

Guan Ze was stunned and his voice became low: "Grandma Cao..."

"No, I didn't have it two years ago. I'm old and I can't get up after falling down." The old man patted his shoulder, "Good boy, remember to come back and take a look. I'll go back and get you some food, and you can sit."

The old man made a very simple dish for them, just home-cooked fried food, but the amount given was amazingly large. Lin Yao listened to the old man chatting with Guan Ze while consuming it. This was the old man's wish, and he felt that they could not have leftover dishes.

Guan Ze didn't eat much, and he was just talking. It was estimated that the news of Grandma Cao's death affected his mood and ate much less than usual. Lin Yao held his energy and swept several large plates of dishes into his stomach. Finally, he felt that a tragedy would happen when he bent down.
To be continued...