The moment the dagger was stuck on the table, there was silence in the entire box.
Especially Ergou, who was kneeling on the ground, sweating profusely, looking at Hongmao who was kicked to the ground as if asking for help, and mouthed: "Third brother, save me."
The third child also had a face full of pain at the moment.
He didn't expect Zhao An'an to be such a thief. He had already called Fu Yiyou before entering. He was afraid that it would be over this time, so he glared at Ergou fiercely and made the same mouth gesture: "You are so terrible."
I!"
The eye contact between the two and the mute communication made Yang Chen laugh out loud.
With this chuckle, the dull box suddenly became lively.
Zhao An'an raised his head and looked at Fu Yiyou, who was standing in front of him, wearing a white suit and looking domineering. He stood up slowly, with a smile on his face: "Old Fu, I thought you were going to suppress this matter.
, I, Lao Zhao, am already prepared to be killed by your Zhongyi Hall."
"Old Zhao, judging from what you said, if it hadn't been for you, I would have been hacked to death by those bastards from Donghai City. No one can touch you in this life, even if I pay you."
"After you sent me the message just now, I asked someone to check it. It turned out that these idiots did this disgusting thing to make 20,000 yuan without telling me."
"This is my fault, I will personally apologize to you!"
As Fu Yiyou spoke, he directly picked up the beer bottle on the table and drank it in three gulps. A look of pain appeared on his face immediately, and then he wiped his mouth proudly and said decisively: "I am here today, you
Don’t worry, as long as you relieve your anger, don’t let these people affect our relationship!”
"Lao Fu, this is what you said. Although I, Zhao An'an, am no longer in your circle, no one in Ning County dares to play tricks on me behind my back!"
Zhao Ping An nodded with satisfaction, grabbed the dagger and stepped forward, stepped on Er Gou's right hand with his right foot, and slowly raised the dagger in his hand.
"Brother Zhao, I was wrong. I was obsessed with things. I am not a human being."
"Boss, please, help me, I don't dare anymore, I really don't dare anymore."
Ergou looked at his hand that was about to be severed, almost pissed with fear, and quickly kowtowed and apologized.
"You asked for this!"
"How many times have I told you that we are now a microfinance company, not in the gray area before. Normally I would just turn a blind eye, but you are so bold and dare to touch the boss.
Zhao.”
"Even if Lao Zhao stabs you to death today, you deserve it!"
Fu Yi stepped forward and kicked Ergou in the stomach.
The two dogs were almost vomiting out their bile. They were holding their stomachs and huddled on the ground, shivering.
The other three people on the side were even more frightened and did not dare to speak out, for fear that they would be stabbed.
"If you dare to touch me, I will let you know the consequences of messing with me, Zhao Ping An, today!"
Zhao An'an looked ferocious, and the dagger in his hand suddenly stabbed downwards.
"Wait a moment."
Just when Ergou closed his eyes and was ready to cut off his hand, a lazy voice sounded from the box.
Everyone was stunned and looked at Yang Chen, who was sitting on the sofa and eating melon seeds.
"Boss Yang, what's the matter?"
Zhao An'an changed his fierce eyes and looked at Yang Chen with a smile.
Seeing Zhao An'an's sudden change of attitude, everyone became curious about Yang Chen's identity. It should not be a simple person who can make Zhao An'an, a big cannon, smile.
A strange look flashed in Fu Yiyou's eyes, but he remained silent.
"Old Zhao, how old are you? You still fight and kill people. Why don't you sit down and have a glass of wine and talk about compensation..."
Yang Chen said.
"this……"
Zhao Ping'an was stunned.
"Besides, Mr. Fu's gout is so severe. To show his sincerity, he blew a bottle of beer in front of his face, and now he's in excruciating pain. I think it's better to just pay him over 100,000 yuan in compensation."
"We will also make a lot of money in the future, so don't be so stingy."
Yang Chen crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and said with a smile.
Um?
When Zhao An'an heard Yang Chen's words, his anger was half gone. He turned to look at Fu Yiyou: "Old Fu, I thought you had whitened your face. Does it hurt to have such a white face?"
"What the hell..."
Fu Yiyou almost cursed, with a painful expression on his face, and then nodded with a groan: "It is indeed gout, but this does not affect today's affairs. As long as you, Old Zhao, can relieve your anger, anything will do!"
"As you said, I, Lao Zhao, am not such a cruel person. I was just trying to scare him!"
Zhao An'an saw that Fu Yiyou was giving face like this, and he was not a fool. There was no need for a fight. Then he threw the dagger on the ground and kicked Ergou, who was so frightened that he wet his pants, "It's really unlucky, it smells like..."
"You bitch, why don't you thank Brother Zhao. If it weren't for Brother Zhao's magnanimity, you bunch of bastards would be dead!"
"Immediately prepare 100,000 yuan and send it to Brother Zhao personally tomorrow!"
Fu Yiyou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and shouted angrily.
"Thank you, Brother Zhao."
Ergou and Hongmao staggered to their feet, bowed quickly and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Get out of here!"
Fu Yiyue shouted angrily, and several of the boys stumbled out of the box.
"The smell is so great..."
Yang Chen waved his hand, frowned slightly, and glanced in front of him, and sure enough he saw a lump of unknown liquid where Ergou was lying just now.
"Boss Yang, why don't you come to our box?"
Zhao An'an smiled.
"OK!"
"Old Zhao, give Mr. Fu a little help. As a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, the most embarrassing thing for me is that the patients are in such pain. Gout is not a good thing. Even Wu Song, who killed a tiger, would have to hold his feet and cry for his father and mother."
Yang Chen glanced at the pale-faced Fu Yiyou, turned around and put his hands in his pockets and left the box.
door.
Mao Long and others are already waiting.
He was also trembling.
Both Fu Yiyou and Zhao An'an were untouchable in Ning County. If they really got into a fight, he would have no choice but to admit defeat.
Fortunately, I came out peacefully with my arms around my shoulders.
Looking at Yang Chen walking in front, Mao Long was even more curious in his heart. What kind of identity did he have that allowed Zhao An'an and Fu Yiyou to follow behind him.
Soon, the three of them entered box 888 one after another.
"Old Zhao, I can't help you today."
Fu Yiyou gritted his back molars and cupped his fists.
"It's all over now, why are you talking about it anymore?"
Zhao Anping patted Fu Yiyou's shoulder generously and said immediately: "Old Fu, your legs..."
"Miracle Doctor Yang!"
As soon as Zhao An'an finished speaking, Fu Yiyou suddenly clasped his fists and looked at Yang Chen who was drinking on the sofa: "The news that Divine Doctor Yang helped Lao Zhao treat Lao Zhao in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital has spread throughout Ning County. Today I am not just here to deal with Lao Zhao.
I also hope that the wonderful doctor Yang, the miraculous doctor, can help me with my matter."
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