When we were almost finished eating, another group of people came into the shop.
"Oh, isn't this our Young Master Xi? When did Young Master Xi fall into the mortal world? Didn't Young Master Xi never eat these things?"
Qin Rao was the first to lose his temper and stood up: "Hey Zhou Dapang, can you stop being so rude? Didn't you brush your teeth before you left home?"
Judging from their appearance, they are obviously old acquaintances.
Indeed, they became friends after a fight, and they even went to the same school.
As the saying goes, two tigers cannot share one mountain.
Qin Rao and this guy nicknamed Zhou Da Pang are the two big tigers in the school, and they can't stand each other.
Every time we meet, I have to pinch him.
As for Young Master Xi, although no one has revealed his specific background, it's clear that he's no ordinary person. Therefore, most smart people would never provoke him.
The only problem is this Zhou Da Pang, who always dislikes Young Master Xi, thinking he's too arrogant and always picking fights with him.
As a result, he was dealt with by Qin Rao time and time again.
This has created a situation where two tigers cannot share one mountain.
"Qin Rao, can you stop barking like a dog? Your master hasn't even said anything yet, what are you spouting nonsense for?"
"Fuck your mother!"
The little guy was immediately picked up by Xi Siyu and moved back, away from the battlefield.
Meanwhile, Qin Rao and his group had already clashed with Zhou Dapang's gang: "Damn it, Zhou Dapang, what do you want? Want to fight?"
"Let's do it! Who's afraid of who's a coward!"
"Alright, come on, whoever chickens out calls me grandpa."
The people at the popsicle shop, who were already living near the school, were used to it. Even the owner continued with his work, knowing that once these young masters finished fighting, they would pay the compensation they owed without delay.
As for stopping them?
Forget it. I've tried to stop them before, but I ended up being the one causing trouble.
They know perfectly well what's going on and will never break any taboos.
For example, when fighting, they would never aim for a fatal spot, so as not to embarrass both sets of parents.
After all, if children can attend the same school, then their parents must also be in the same social circle, seeing each other all the time. If this goes too far, it won't be good.
Therefore, the children all have their own sense of justice.
Crackle, crackle...
Okay, let's get started.
Tuanzi stared wide-eyed: How come this is different from what I've seen before?
It must be said that Tuanzi was also someone who participated in battles.
It's obvious that when these people fight, they just grab each other, roll on the ground, and whoever can break free wins!
Where are the bricks?
Where are the steel pipes?
It does not exist.
Tuanzi silently touched the little backpack on her back. You know, at the very bottom of this little backpack, there always lies half a brick.
cough.....
I guess I should just keep sleeping in my backpack instead of carrying bricks.
This explains why people are used to seeing fights and don't usually intervene to break them up.
I just used it as exercise.
After a round of fighting, Qin Rao and his team still won.
"Zhou Da Pang, can't you just take a detour when you see us? Every time we torment you, we feel embarrassed."
The winning side has absolute control over the narrative.
Zhou Dapang and his gang looked dejected: "Qin Rao, you win."
With a clatter, he kicked over a few more stools before beckoning to one of his underlings behind him: "Go, settle the bill with the boss."
The loser pays the bill; this has long been the rule for both parties.
"Yes, Brother Zhou."
Qin Rao and his group, on the other hand, continued to sit at the table, cheering as they ate their popsicles: "Boss, another plate, please!"
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