"Don't move!"

My words made everyone stop.

Everyone in the venue looked at me.

"Master Hong, take them back to your seat!"

I said directly to Mr. Hong and others.

As soon as he said that, everyone was stunned.

It was clearly because of me that they rushed up and fought desperately.

But I stopped them and stopped them from moving again.

"I don't!"

Xiaoduo's cute face exuded a sense of stubbornness and anger.

Mr. Hong stepped forward to pull Xiaoduo's arm, but Xiaoduo shook it violently.

"Do not touch me. I don't care about the sixth day of the lunar month. I just don't allow them to bully you..."

Bully?

I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In Xiaoduo's world, she does not talk about right or wrong or right or wrong.

What she cared about was that she couldn't let anyone she cared about get hurt at all.

"Xiaoduo, do you still remember what I said in the morning? We are walking in the world, dancing with blades and licking blood on the tip of the knife. We are not bullied, but I am not good at learning skills in the sixth grade of junior high school, so I must be willing to accept the loss. Return to my seat, okay?"

As soon as I said that, Xiaoduo's shoulders trembled slightly and tears flowed silently.

"But how could you lose? You shouldn't lose in the sixth day of the lunar calendar!"

Accompanied by tears, Xiaoduo said choked.

Looking at Xiaoduo, my heart felt a little painful.

But I still laughed and said slowly:

"Why wouldn't I lose? I'm not a god, and there is no god in this world. When I win, I can break other people's fingers and cut other people's palms. If I lose, isn't it the right thing for others to punish me? Xiaoduo, I don't want to be a joke from Lan Dao Qianmen. Be obedient, go back. OK?"

Xiaoduo stopped talking, just kept sobbing.

I waved my head at Lao Hei and the others.

Then Lao Hei gritted his teeth, held the chair with both hands, and smashed it to the ground with a "clang".

The mute's face was flushed with anger. His homemade sickle pointed at Ha Ye and said stutteringly:

"Give it, let me wait. I will do it, I will do it, I will do it!"

Everyone returned to their seats.

And I looked at Ha and said:

"Ha, keep going!"

Mr. Ha laughed awkwardly, looked at the angry people, and said:

"We are even now. If you mess with me, I will return it. Enemies should be resolved rather than to make them up, so let's forget about this. We will be friends in the future!"

This is Ha Ye, who has the best ability to change his mind when he sees the wind.

"If you don't come, I'll do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Hao in the audience suddenly stood up.

He quickly walked to Ha Master and reached out to take the ashtray from Ha Master.

He weighed it a few times, and sneered at me:

"Kantongzai, I was disturbed by that shitty village chief last time. Do we have to calculate it carefully today..."

"Can!"

Carrying the ashtray, Ah Hao walked up to me.

I saw him glaring at his eyes, holding the ashtray, and striking it at my head.

With a dull "bang", my body couldn't help but tremble.

This time, his move was much heavier than that of Mr. Ha.

I could clearly feel a warm feeling slowly flowing down from my head.

Go to the forehead, cheeks, and mouth.

I licked it gently, slightly salty and a little rust.

"Sixth day of the first lunar month!"

Xiaoduo's heart-wrenching shouts came from the audience area again.

She shouted at me in a crying voice:

"You fight back, fight back!"

I couldn't help but smile. Although I couldn't see my expression, I could guess that my smile must be very ferocious.

"continue!"

I said again to Ah Hao.

Ah Hao sneered the same way, held the ashtray and smashed it at me again.

At this moment, he seemed to have tried his best.

With a dull sound, I leaned towards the back.

If it weren't for the gambling table, I would have fallen to the ground at this moment.

But Ah Hao had no intention of stopping, and he held the ashtray high again.

"stop!"

I heard a loud woman's voice coming from behind the screen in the private room.

As soon as the sound came out, everyone looked at the private room.

Chuo Yue's figure appeared behind the screen.

"Li Boqian, I've been beaten to death, do you want the money?"

Li Boqian glanced at Uncle Huang, and saw that Uncle Huang had no reaction, he smiled and said:

"Mrs. Huang is right, but it's still about money!"

As he said that, he looked at the following table and said slowly:

"There are five hours and thirty-one cents left. If the money is less than the price, it is not as simple as smashing you a few times. But you need your hands!"

I closed my eyes and didn't answer Li Boqian's words.

Time passed little by little, and Mr. Hong kept making phone calls.

But the result is the same as before, and it cannot be completed at all.

I didn't call anyone anymore, just sat in my seat and kept smoking.

I don’t know how long it took, but neon lights began to flash on the road outside the window.

The nightlife of this city begins quietly with the lights.

At this time, there were many empty seats in the audience.

Many people couldn't hold on and had already left the scene.

Some people chose to stay in order to watch the fun.

"In the last five minutes, I don't have money, I want you to have a hand!"

Li Boqian looked at the time and said directly to me.
Chapter completed!