I didn't want to waste time talking to him, so I just said, "Take out five hundred dollars."
The curly-haired guy got even angrier: "Little brother, you don't take us, the four agricultural trade tyrants, seriously, right?! You think we have no one, right?!"
Brick asked doubtfully, "Agricultural Trade Fourth Father? Is there Agricultural Trade Fourth Mother?"
The people around burst into laughter, praising the young man for his sense of humor. The curly-haired guy seemed to be greatly insulted: "Little brother, do you really look down on others so much?!" Only a few of us knew that Brick really wanted to ask if there was a fourth mother.
"Stop talking nonsense." I said, "Do you want to take the money or not?" I must get the 500 yuan back from my mother today no matter what.
The curly-haired man wanted to say something, but the middle-aged man pulled him and he shut up. The middle-aged man said, "We don't have that much money on us. Can we go back and get it and send it back?"
Hu Jianmin said, "Don't try that trick. Do you think we don't know that you want to go back and call for help?"
The two men's expressions changed, obviously Hu Jianmin had guessed right.
Ye Zhan and I smiled at each other. Ye Zhan said, "Okay, go back and get it." Hu Jianmin also knew what we wanted to do, so he deliberately said, "Go back and get the money, don't play tricks!" Brick tossed the brick in his hand and said, "Yes, quickly bring 500 yuan and replace a big bed for Wang Hao's family." - He was still thinking about this!
"Okay, okay." The two of them supported each other and stood up, slowly walking towards the market entrance.
As soon as they left, someone in the crowd immediately said, "Young men, run! They are going back to call for help! They are all local tyrants in this area. There are more than ten of them, and even the police station dare not intervene!"
"Thanks for the reminder, brother!" I shouted to the man, "But today I want to cure the evil trends in this farmers' market!"
The crowd slowly dispersed, and we returned to the tofu skewers stall. The tofu skewers auntie said, "Kids, it was so gratifying just now. We watched them stealing money all day long, and we dared not say anything. Sigh... But you better leave quickly, there are so many of them, it will be too late if you don't leave now!"
"It's okay." Brick patted his chest and said, "I'm here, I'm not afraid of them."
Hu Jianmin also followed suit and said, "Don't worry, Auntie. We are all lay disciples of Shaolin Temple. We all have Kung Fu skills!"
The aunt looked at us doubtfully, but she didn't say anything. Xia Xue laughed beside her and said, "You haven't fought for a long time, so your hands are itching, right? Did you have enough fun this time?" I also laughed and said, "No, no, there will be more fun to watch later."
The bowl for the tofu skewers was too small. I ate four bowls and still felt hungry. It was not a good idea to keep eating this. I wanted to change places, but I was afraid that the "local tyrants" would not be able to find us. I could only sit here. It was really hard to wait for the rabbit to come. The farmer's market was prosperous again. I asked Hu Jianmin and his friends to inform the brothers sitting in the stalls, including Yu Chengfei and his group, and to come over quickly if they saw anyone causing trouble for us.
Not only do we have to get our mother's 500 yuan back, but we also have to ask them to pay for the meal, as a benefit for everyone.
I found myself becoming more and more a rogue.
Later, we realized that our fear that they wouldn't be able to find us was completely unnecessary. I was bored when I suddenly heard a "bang". The sound was deafening and my ears were buzzing. It was a sound I had never heard before, but it made me feel terrified for no reason!
There was a sudden commotion in the farmers' market. Everyone looked panicked, and some girls even screamed.
"All irrelevant people, get out!"
A rough voice came from the entrance of the farmers' market. His voice was like thunder and instantly suppressed all other voices. People began to flee in panic, even the auntie at our stall ran away in the crowd. Soon the entire farmers' market was almost cleared out, and only we were still sitting firmly, distributed in different stalls in the market.
At the gate of the market, there were more than a dozen thugs standing there, all of them adults.
The leader was a typical northern man, with a rough look on his face, and a double-barreled shotgun in his hand pointed at the sky. The "bang" sound just now came from here.
Bad Youth
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