"How did I do today?"

In the food stall, Song Xiaojiang and Yang Xie toasted with a proud look on their faces. Fang Xiaomin sat next to him. Seeing Song Xiaojiang's proud look, she immediately stretched out her hand and pinched his waist.

Yang Xie raised his head and saw Song Xiaojiang looking at him expectantly. His expression suddenly became serious and he said: "Cheap, quite cheap!"

"Thank you." Song Xiaojiang looked pleased with himself, taking Yang Xie's words as a compliment. As the saying goes, three years of practicing swordsmanship and ten years of practicing swordsmanship are what he wants to achieve today. Song Xiaojiang's skills make people want to beat him up.

, it cannot be accomplished simply.

Song Xiaojiang felt that he could achieve this achievement only under the influence of Yang Xie's long-term influence, so he opened the beer with his teeth and blew a bottle with Yang Xie.

"With a project worth more than 80 million yuan, Song Xiaojiang, you will become prosperous in the future, but don't forget our poor friends." Xu Yunyao said with a smile.

"It's easy to say, if Yang Xie is willing to go to sea, we will be invincible together!" Song Xiaojiang took a bite of the chicken leg and his face was shiny. He was not talking nonsense. This time he was able to see through the opponent's conspiracy and took the opportunity to pursue him.

, but it all depends on Yang Xie's unpredictable ability. With a master like him, it is only a matter of minutes to become the richest man in the mountain city.

"No, I have a bottom line." Yang Xie refused righteously.

puff.

Song Xiaojiang was drinking. When he heard Yang Xie's words, he couldn't help but spit out the wine. Fortunately, he turned his face to the side in time, otherwise someone would definitely suffer.

"Do you still have a bottom line? Who among us is following whom? You don't even wear any underwear, so how can there be a bottom line..." Song Xiaojiang and Yang Xie are used to attacking each other, so they just come out with such words and don't care.

Are there any women around?

"Really?" Xu Yunyao's eyes suddenly seemed to be smeared with oil, sparkling, and her eyes were scanning back and forth on Yang Xie's pants, as if she really wanted to thoroughly check whether Yang Xie was wearing any underwear.

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Yang Xie hurriedly protected his crotch, with a look of grief and anger on his face, "Who among us is following whom? Don't you know whether we are wearing underpants or not?"

"Uncle, please do me a favor. My mother and grandfather are sick. Can you give me some money?" A young boy of only twelve or thirteen years old shook his head gently towards the diners at the food stall table.

Paper box in hand.

"Go away, don't stop us from eating." The man who was begged waved his hands in disgust, and he was having sex with his girlfriend, why are you here to join in the fun?

The little boy was not discouraged and walked to another table and whispered: "Auntie, can you give me some money? My mother and grandfather are both sick..."

The woman sighed, took out a few coins from her bag, and threw them into the little boy's box.

"Thank you, Auntie." The little boy thanked Yang Xie politely, and then walked to Yang Xie's table. Before he could speak, there was a burst of noise from the door of the food stall, sometimes mixed with the cry of a child. The little boy heard the loud noise.

Shocked, he turned around and ran towards the source of the sound without asking for money.

"Go over and have a look." Yang Xie frowned, and a few people immediately followed him. As soon as he walked out of the food stall, Yang Xie's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he saw several young men surrounding a little boy. From time to time,

He kicked and cursed, and the tone seemed like the little boy accidentally rubbed the clothes of one of them when he was begging.

"Nima, filthy bastard, my clothes cost several hundred yuan, can you afford to pay for them?"

One of the men with dyed yellow hair kicked him and cursed fiercely.

The little boy just held his head and didn't cry. He cried out in pain when he couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't understand why these people treated him so viciously. Was it because he was poor and dirty?

"Don't hit my brother!" The boy who was begging in the food stall rushed up, waved his little fist, and hit the yellow-haired man, but he was short, and his fist fell on his waist.

There is no strength at all, it is no different from scratching an itch.

"Brother..." The younger boy cried immediately when he saw his family.

The yellow hair turned his head and saw that a little brat dared to attack him. He was so angry that he laughed out loud. He opened his fingers and slapped the boy in the face. He used a lot of force. If the hit hit the right target,

If so, this little boy might be beaten to a bloody head.

Snap!

The yellow-haired slap didn't fall on the little boy's face, but instead seemed to fall into an iron pincer. Huang-haired took a closer look, and he didn't know when a young man of about twenty years old appeared in front of him, with cold eyes.

It's full of murderous intent.

"What are you doing to those guys who don't want to be punished by labor and management? Have you never heard of a well-known young man? A wise man should kowtow to labor and management and admit his mistake! Forget it today!" The yellow-haired young man was arrogant and showed no timidity even after his right hand was grabbed.

It looks like there are four of them, but there are only two boys on Yang Xie's side, so I'm afraid they are a fool!

Xiao Gao from a famous family?

Yang Xie's original cold expression became a little strange. Seeing that Song Xiaojiang had taken advantage of these people's stunned efforts to pull the little boy of about ten years old behind him, the anger in Yang Xie's eyes also dissipated a little.

Points: "Do you know Brother Kai from a famous family?"

"Conan Kai?" This little Gao looked at Yang Xie carefully, with a hint of fear: "Did you hang out with him?"

"No." Yang Xie shook his head and slapped him with his backhand. The slap was fast and loud, and without any warning, Brother Liao was hit with stars all over his head.

Yang Xie slowly pointed at Song Xiaojiang and said, "This fat man bullied him."

Song Xiaojiang has a black line, why do you want to involve me?

"I……"

Before Xiao Gao could say "cao", Yang Xie slapped him again, causing Brother Liao to stagger for a while, and then said: "This slap is because you bully a child."

After the words fell, Yang Xie slapped her again and said, "This slap is for your parents."

Snap!

"This slap is for the country."

Snap!

Xiao Gao was slapped so many times that his face was swollen. He looked at Yang Xie with fear in his eyes. He originally wanted to know why Yang Xie slapped him, but he didn't say anything for a long time.

Yang Xie said with some embarrassment: "Originally, four slaps were enough, but just now I accidentally slapped you too smoothly, so I slapped you one more time. Let's do this. Next time I meet you, I will slap you less."

Yes."

Xiao Gao was so aggrieved that he cried, "How can there be anyone like you? Bully, bully!"

Yang Xie took action very quickly. From the first slap to the last slap, only a few seconds passed. The other three people seemed to have returned to their souls at this moment, looking at Yang Xie and others with eyes like

Looking like a demon, when the guy who reacted the fastest came to his senses, he immediately turned around and ran away...

Can you stop running?

When Xiao Gao was slapped just now, they couldn't move at all. It felt like a ghost was pressing down on the bed. It was terrible, so terrible!

"Why don't you get out yet?"

Yang Xie grinned. To deal with these little minions, his "Reservation Salon" is a sure-fire weapon. Although it can't restrain them for too long, it can't be easier to make a reservation for three seconds without moving...

Xiao Gao was overjoyed and was about to run away, but then he seemed to remember something. He lowered his body, held his head, and rolled out slowly...
Chapter completed!