The man was also wearing a dark suit.

He is not very tall, about 1.7 meters.

But his body is very strong.

He also held a pair of sunglasses in his hand.

As soon as he entered the door, he always had a cold face.

It looked like it was going to explode at any moment.

When Brother Zhao, who was in charge, saw this man, he was surprised.

He stood up immediately and said politely to the man:

"Uncle Tong, why are you here?"

Uncle Tong looked gloomy and said nothing.

The girl named Lingling quickly ran to Li Dabiao's side.

First he looked up and down with concern, and then asked hurriedly:

"Dabiao, are you okay? They didn't do anything to you, right?"

Li Dabiao's tears had just dried when Lingling asked.

His tears suddenly came out again.

"Lingling, I thought I would never see you again..."

As he said that, the two hugged each other tightly.

This scene.

I felt sick in my heart when I saw it.

Dog people like Li Dabiao.

Now she is still pretending to be affectionate and tricking this girl.

And the uncle boy slowly walked up to Li Dabiao.

He still said nothing, but looked at Li Dabiao with a somewhat fierce look.

The two quickly let go.

Li Dabiao also quickly wiped away his tears.

"Uncle Tong..."

He called out in a low voice.

"Crack!"

A crisp slap in the face.

The beating shocked everyone present.

We all thought.

This uncle Tong must be here to help Li Dabiao settle things.

Unexpectedly, when he came up, he slapped Li Dabiao first.

"Dad, what are you doing? Why did you hit him?"

Lingling stared and asked dissatisfiedly.

It turns out that Lingling is Uncle Tong’s daughter.

"Li Dabiao, I told you a long time ago. I have always disagreed with you and Lingling being together. But Lingling has identified you and asked me to give you a chance to check you out. Okay, I agree. But you are good, not only are you rotten

You even gambled and got caught. With your virtue, are you worthy of Lingling?"

"Plop!"

Li Dabiao knelt down in front of Uncle Tong.

He confessed with tears streaming down his face:

"Uncle Tong, please, give me a chance. I was just a fool for a while. I promise, there will never be a next time!"

Uncle Tong had a cold face.

Suddenly, he raised his foot.

Looking at this posture, he wanted to kick Li Dabiao hard.

But Tong Lingling on the side immediately flashed in front of Li Dabiao.

She stretched out her hands to block her in front, glaring at her father angrily.

"Dad, what are you doing? I came to you to ask you to help solve the problem. If you are like this, I don't need you to worry about it. You can go. If they want to chop or kill, I will just accompany Da Biao..."

With that said, Tong Lingling helped Li Dabiao up.

He stared at Brother Zhao again, put on a righteous look and said:

"Tell me, what do you want? Chopping off your hands or feet. Chopping me off too..."

This Tong Lingling is a bit proud of her favor.

At first glance, it seems that he has been spoiled by his family.

But Li Dabiao did have some tricks up his sleeve.

How could this Tong Lingling be so devoted to him?

Brother Zhao said nothing and glanced at Uncle Tong.

Uncle Tong's face turned livid with anger.

But he couldn't really leave his daughter here.

He suppressed his anger and asked Brother Zhao:

"What do you want to do about it?"

Brother Zhao smiled slightly and said:

"Originally, we have to follow the rules. Now that Uncle Tong is here, I can't make the decision. Let us, Boss Zheng, talk to Uncle Tong..."

Said.

He winked at the people around him.

The man immediately went out to find his boss.

Not long after.

The door was pushed open again.

A familiar figure walked in from outside.

Brother Zhao immediately stepped forward and said respectfully:

"Boss Zheng, Uncle Tong is here..."

When I saw Boss Zheng, I couldn't help but be stunned.

Boss Zheng is very fat and of medium height.

Wearing a white vest and black shorts.

It's just that the vest is stained with oil stains.

An apron is tied around the waist.

The apron strap seems a bit short.

A deep mark was made on his fat belly.

In his hand, he was holding a bloody kitchen knife.

I never expected it.

Boss Zheng is the chef in the kitchen.

When I came, he was still chopping ribs in the kitchen.

But he is such an inconspicuous chef.

But he is the owner of this prosperous gambling stall.

"Old boy, you are a rare visitor. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I just chopped up a chicken. Let's have some drinks later?"

Boss Zheng held up the kitchen knife and said with a smile.

The blood drops on the kitchen knife were slowly dripping down.

Uncle Tong looked a little embarrassed.

But he still said:
To be continued...