The quarrels among the troublemakers in the compound often fail to lead to a fight.
Because they knew so many people about each other, a peacemaker came and mediated, and the two sides shook hands and made peace.
Zhong Yuemin and Zhang Haiyang called each other's names and then shook hands happily.
"So we're all brothers. Oh, look what happened."
"Yeah, from now on we are brothers. We can play together when we have time and fight together when we have a fight."
As Zhong Yuemin spoke, he pulled Zhang Haiyang back to line up, saying something like they should watch ballet together, have a drink together, etc.
Li Yuanchao was different from the other two. He had already arranged for people to line up, so all he had to do was stand by and wait for tickets.
In the compound, these troublemakers have no leader, but Li Yuanchao considers himself the boss of the compound.
Since you are the leader, you have to be more respectful than ordinary people.
And queuing is not decent at all!
Sure enough, just when Zhong Yuemin had just returned to the long queue, a short man got the ticket and hurried towards Li Yuanchao.
After getting the ticket, Li Yuanchao proudly put it away, waved to Zhong Yuemin and Zhang Haiyang, and seemed to be preparing to leave.
But just as he turned around, several figures quickly approached Li Yuanchao, and the short man in the lead rushed in front of Li Yuanchao in a flash.
Before he could react, a knife was pressed against his stomach.
"Whoever dares to move, I will stab him to death!"
The little man shouted angrily, which immediately stunned Li Yuanchao's men.
"Hey, something seems to have happened over there."
Chen Xueru tugged at Chen Jun's sleeve and pointed towards Li Yuanchao, but the next second she exclaimed, "Isn't this the little hooligan we met last time?"
"He can't even beat you, yet he dares to provoke the tough guy in the compound!"
What do you mean you can’t even beat me!
Chen Jun clicked his tongue and looked towards Li Yuanchao.
The one who came here is indeed a little bastard. The wound on his face hasn’t healed yet, and he dares to come out and grab tickets?
No!
To be precise, the little bastard didn't come here for the ballet tickets, but for Li Yuanchao.
The little bastard knew that people in the compound always looked down upon him as a troublemaker in the alley, so he came here to establish his authority.
Li Yuanchao was the most famous, so the little bastard chose him.
"Should we call the police? That guy seems to be here to steal the tickets."
"You're really desperate. You dare to provoke Li Yuanchao. You must be tired of living."
"What do you know? That little guy is a little bastard, a murderous little bastard."
"Oh, that desperado? He's been provoking a lot of people lately."
Among the people queuing up to buy tickets, someone recognized the little bastard and immediately felt that there was something interesting to watch.
On one side is the ruthless little bastard, and on the other side is the decent man Li Yuanchao.
If he hands over the ticket, it means that Li Yuanchao admits defeat this time, and the little bastard's reputation will be further enhanced.
"Brother, what does this mean?" Li Yuanchao looked at the little bastards and asked without any panic.
The little bastard grinned, "A reputation is a lie. You weren't even panicked when a knife was pressed against your stomach. Li Yuanchao, you're a real man."
"Let's not waste any more time. We brothers all come from humble backgrounds, but we also want to see what high society dance is like. Give me the ticket, and I'll spare your life."
"You want the ticket I have?"
Li Yuanchao looked at the little bastard who was half a head shorter than him and sneered, "If I'm not mistaken, you're the little bastard who's been making a lot of noise lately, right?"
"I think your request for tickets is fake, and your real intention is to step on me, Li Yuanchao, right?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm just asking you whether you will give it to me or not!" The little bastard had a fierce look on his face, with a hint of hostility flashing in his eyes.
He took a huge risk by launching a surprise attack on Li Yuanchao today.
First of all, Li Yuanchao has a lot of people, and if the sneak attack fails, he will most likely be beaten back.
Secondly, his last injury hasn't healed yet, and his hands and feet aren't as nimble as before, so he'd be at a disadvantage if a fight really happened.
"Heh, you little bastard, you still dare to poke holes in me?" Li Yuanchao remained calm.
"Then try it and see if I dare to pull out your intestines and expose them to the sun."
"Think about it, having your intestines pulled out is like having your stomach ripped open, which is more painful than death."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure rushed over quickly.
"Little bastard, bring the knife here, let's practice!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was Zhong Yuemin who had already taken out something similar to a car lock from his bag.
"Get out, who the hell are you!" The little bastard didn't take us seriously at all.
In his opinion, the only one among these troublemakers who was worth his attention was Li Yuanchao.
The rest of the people are not worthy of his attack at all.
Zhong Yuemin raised his hand and pointed, "You little bastard, have you forgotten so quickly the beating you received at the cinema entrance last time?"
Um?
The little bastard flew into a rage upon hearing this, and couldn't help but thrust the knife in his hand forward.
"Who are you?"
The last time he got beaten up in the cinema was a lifelong shame for the little bastard.
It's not just the shame of not having fought, but also the shame of abandoning his little brother and running away.
"Why do you care who I am? I just want to ask you if you were beaten last time. If you were beaten, why did you run away? You shameless thing!" Zhong Yuemin looked at the tall and big boy, but he didn't expect that he was also very good at talking. His words hit the little bastard's heart.
"Shut up!"
The little bastard yelled angrily and moved the knife in his hand forward a little more.
Li Yuanchao couldn't remain calm now.
He was so calm just now because he was sure that the little bastard didn't dare to attack him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get away.
But unexpectedly, this guy was provoked by Zhong Yuemin's few words.
What cinema?
What's the beating?
Could it be that Zhong Yuemin had beaten up the little bastard before?
Thinking of this, Li Yuanchao winked at Zhong Yuemin, meaning, brother, don't provoke him for now!
But at this moment, Zhong Yuemin's attention was completely focused on the little bastard. He pointed his finger at him and started cursing, "It's not shameful to lose the fight. At worst, you can save your face later. But how dare you abandon your brothers and run away? How dare you come out like this?"
"Aren't you ashamed? I'm embarrassed for you!"
"Do you know that man?"
The little bastard stared at Zhong Yuemin intently. He had been looking for Chen Jun recently, but it was more or less difficult to find a stranger these days, so he had no results.
But I didn't expect to find a clue today.
"What do you care whether I know you or not? Put the knife away now, or I will kill you!" After Zhong Yuemin said that, he picked up the weapon in his hand, as if to say, "If you dare to continue to be so arrogant, I will kill you."
"Then I'll destroy Li Yuanchao first!"
The little bastard was also very aggressive, and pushed forward with his knife-holding hand.
Ouch!
Li Yuanchao could already feel the tip of the knife against his belly, even drawing blood.
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