The gunfire continues, but the sound is obviously not so coherent. This little fight is coming to an end.

Hussein, the villain, was well equipped and lasted for ten minutes. It was good to have money, and the fight lasted longer than others. Think about the first wave of Dasha, ordinary citizens, they just looked a little evil, and it took less than a minute.

Solution. The second wave of loudspeakers, middle-level cadres of the underworld, who have guns and courage, but no brains, takes about five or six minutes.

No wonder everyone is trying their best to get a better position, and they want to achieve this alone.

Zhou Xiaoxing squatted at the main gate and summarized the three fights tonight. He had a deep understanding. In the society of Xiangjiang, whether your words are good or not, as long as you are willing to work hard, any industry will give you generous rewards. You see, Hou

A guy like Sai Yin, a complete street boy, can be so arrogant.

Hey, Zhou Xiaoxing let out a long sigh. But things are like this, there is nothing we can do about it.

"Bah, bah, bah." Hussein finished firing the last three bullets, and there was no sound anymore.

When it was his turn, Zhou Xiaoxing opened the main gate and the bar lit up again. He stood up, holding a lychee bag in his left hand and a lychee between the fingers of his right hand. He looked at Hussein lying on the ground and closed one eye.

Aim at their butts and throw them handsomely.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."

Almost good, they all hit. When Zhou Xiaoxing hit Hussein's hand with the first lychee, he thought of turning off the lights and hitting the dog. Just when Meng Luo was fighting with this guy on the street, he ran to the main gate.

Nearby, take the initiative.

In the darkness, besides waiting for Hussein and the others to consume their bullets in a panic, Zhou Xiaoxing was not idle either. He was studying how to make the lychees look good when thrown by hand.

He is a gentle man, how can he be like a barbarian like Hussein, and there is no point in fighting?

You handsome boy, it’s not surprising to think like this.

"Who are you? What is your relationship with Mengluo?" Hussein slowly crawled towards the door and suddenly turned around. He wanted to ask some questions clearly. In the future, there will be revenge and injustice.

"I don't want to tell you, you are not a Qizi, you go ask him. Also, Meng Luo's name was also called by you, I know, doesn't he just owe you two million?

People will die, and the money you have is not enough for you." Zhou Xiaoxing rewarded him with a lychee. The more he talked, the more enthusiastic he became, thinking that he would take this opportunity to help Meng Luo solve this problem.

Hussein's body was full of flowers, his whole body ached, and he was unable to struggle. His mouth moved a few times, but he didn't know what he was talking about.

The younger brother behind him tried to get up to help, but silently lowered his head when he saw the lychee raised by Zhou Xiaoxing.

Well, the big brother didn’t say anything, and the little brother started baaing me, which is rude.

"Do you know anything?" Hussein finally said it after trying several times. He didn't understand how this pretty boy knew so much. Even his father Qi knew it.

"I'm going to watch TV. I won't talk nonsense anymore. I'll take out Meng Luo's IOU and write another check for five million." Zhou Xiaoxing gave Hussein two more lychees. That was enough. He started first.

After spanking Mengluo a few times, he gave her a few lychees. He was very martial and would not spank her too much.

It's just that he can't control the strength. Everyone in the bar knows that his right hand is not as powerful as usual. Zhou Xiaoxing doesn't care if Hussein and the others know it.

When you hit Meng Luo on the street, did you consider whether Meng Luo could bear it? So don't be soft-hearted.

Zhou Xiaoxing shows no mercy and uses all his strength every time he strikes. This villain is so good at fighting. If he has any remaining strength, wouldn't he be looked down upon?

"Five million?" Hu Saixing felt distressed.

"If it's too little, then ten million. You and your little brother will break the tables, chairs, chairs, cups and bottles here for free?" Zhou Xiaoxing thought of the scene when Meng Luo confidently asked for the loss of a speaker, and he was making a show of it.

Learn.

"Okay, ten million is ten million." Hussein knew that he was losing money today, so he had to admit his immediate loss. Ten million was nothing. He came back after going back and forth in the casino, so he got away first. He agreed

There is a saying that is right: a gentleman takes revenge, and it is never too late in ten years.

It turns out that the villain’s psychological construction is so strong.

Zhou Xiaoxing was secretly happy. He actually agreed to what he said casually. It seemed like it would be less. No, keep asking.

"No, that was the initial price. Now it's 20 million, plus Meng Luo's IOU." Zhou Xiaoxing raised the lychee in his hand and stepped on one of the younger brothers.

"I also need money to buy lychees, so 20 million." Zhou Xiaoxing is not just greedy. Such a gambler, if he doesn't ask for more money, makes him feel distressed when he thinks about it, then the chance of coming to find trouble will be smaller. He also

It’s impossible to sit at the bar all the time.

"Twenty million is twenty million." Hussein's body was in so much pain that it felt like he was about to fall apart if he moved. He wanted to go to the hospital at this moment. He was still such a young man, and the gambler hadn't been defeated yet, so he couldn't die.

.Twenty million, just twenty million, just because I’m afraid that he will lose his life to this kid.

"You don't have to worry about whether I have a mission. The fortune teller told me that I will turn bad luck into good luck and live a long life. I'm afraid I will still give you flowers after you die."

Poujie, don’t think I don’t know what you are thinking?

Hussein gritted his teeth, took out his checkbook, signed one, and reluctantly gave it to Zhou Xiaoxing.

"Where's Meng Luo's IOU?" Zhou Xiaoxing held the check, pointed it at the lamp, and flicked it twice with his fingers.

"Didn't bring it?" Hussein really didn't bring it. He came here to drink. How did he know that he would meet him?

"You write one now. Just write that the two million Meng Luo owes will be written off in one lump sum today." Zhou Xiaoxing was still looking at the check. It's so beautiful.

Hussein lay on the ground, sighed, and started writing helplessly. After a minute, he respectfully handed it to Zhou Xiaoxing.

"Hey, don't be so gloomy. I will send the 20 million yuan in damages to a charity in Xiangjiang in your name after I go out to the bar. It can be regarded as helping you to accumulate virtue." Zhou Xiaoxing looked like he was saving people from suffering, and received it.

I took out the IOU and the check, and with a wave of my hand, the fight was over and you could leave.

Hussein struggled to stand up. One or two of the younger brothers behind him came to help him, and he walked tremblingly to the door.

"Waiting?"

"How about something else? Boss, what are your orders?" Hussein was very impatient in the first sentence, but the pain in his body made him gentle in the last sentence.

"You left without saying anything?"

Hussein and his younger brothers all turned around and looked at Zhou Xiaoxing with his legs crossed. Explain, explain?

"Thank you very much." Zhou Xiaoxing put down her legs. You have given me such a hint. She didn't even say thank you. It's okay if she doesn't pay the tuition. It's not polite at all.

"Thank you." Hussein gritted his teeth together, unwilling to give in, but after a few seconds, these two words came out of his mouth. This was the first time he had said these two words since he was so old.

He remembered.

He learned one thing from this incident. He must take the Black Panther with him wherever he goes. It is very, very important to have a bodyguard who can fight.

Forget it this time and see you next time.

In the bar, Ah Shui happened to come out with a mop. He saw that the bar was full of potholes. He walked up to Zhou Xiaoxing and said nervously: "Did the speaker come out from the embassy? He came to take revenge, so fast."

Zhou Xiaoxing shook his head helplessly. It was better not to tell him this story. After two fights, he would no longer find a job in the bar. If he knew that Hussein was coming, he would not have returned home directly.

"No, I'm bored, playing with doll guns."
Chapter completed!