"Okay, boss, pack it up!" Xicheng shouted, and the boss who had just fried noodles hurried over with a plastic bag.
The boss stuffed two packed bowls of noodles into Xicheng's hands and said in a low voice, "You should leave quickly. He is the bully of this village. He must have seen that you two are noble people and wants to blackmail you."
"What are you mumbling about, old man? What's it got to do with you? Put the noodles on the table and let them eat!" The tattooed man shouted at the shop owner.
"Boss, go cook. I can't affect your business." Xicheng walked up to the burly man with the packed noodles. "I'm just taking some home to eat. What's wrong?"
At this time, people from the urban village who were going to the market, joining in the fun, and doing small businesses all came to watch.
"These two guys' suits look really expensive, they must be hundreds of dollars."
"Impossible! How can someone wearing clothes worth hundreds of dollars come here and eat fried noodles for five dollars?"
Xicheng glanced at the chattering people next to him and really wanted to show them how much his suit was worth. Could they count it?
"What a bullshit! You have such a bad temper in front of me!" The burly man snapped his fingers, and a dozen skinny thugs squeezed out of the crowd and stood behind the burly man.
"Go away, there are just a few skinny guys, who are you trying to scare?" Xicheng reached out to push the strong man.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound, Xicheng covered his nose, and blood flowed out through his fingers.
The strong man's punch was quite fast and he didn't have time to dodge.
"You brought this upon yourself! Looks like you need to go to the hospital now. You don't have to finish the noodles. Just give me two thousand yuan and I'll have my brother eat for you!"
Two skinny thugs stepped forward, clenching their fists to show off their hard-earned muscles.
"Two thousand, right?" Xicheng pointed at the group of skinny thugs and pulled out a wad of red bills from his suit pocket, throwing them out. "Beat this guy with the blue dragon tattoo until his nose bleeds, and I'll give you three thousand."
The onlookers had never seen so much money. This urban village was notoriously poor. Everyone's eyes lit up and they wished they had three heads and six arms to grab the money that fell on the ground.
"What are you robbing! Get out of here!" The tattooed burly man saw that the situation was out of control and shouted as he kicked a thug away.
After falling to the ground, the gangster looked at the strong man fiercely, and the others also looked at him fiercely.
"What do you want to do?" The strong man took a step back.
"Beat him!" These people shouted almost in unison.
Everyone rushed forward and beat the strong man violently.
Xicheng wiped the blood from his nose with a tissue and threw it elegantly into the trash can. He pushed through the chaotic crowd and took Huo Shen to Lin Jiu's rental house, the basement where no sunlight could be seen.
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Tang San Taiye Mansion
In the courtyard architectural style, Master Tang San lies on a recliner with his eyes closed, listening to the birds singing.
Tang Miao, with messy hair and wearing prison uniform, walked into the hall and sat down weakly beside Master Tang San.
Master Tang San raised his eyelids slightly, "Miao Miao, now that you're out, you should refresh yourself and change your clothes."
"Grandpa, Dad is dead and we have nothing left." Tang Miao was hysterical.
"Miao Miao, don't be discouraged. Grandpa is here, and you are here too. You are the future of the Tang family." Grandpa Tang San stood up from the recliner.
"Grandpa, I'm useless. I didn't beat Lin Jiu to death. I'm useless, wuwuwu." Tang Miao lay in the arms of Grandpa Tang San and cried.
"Miao Miao, what you need to do now is to cheer yourself up again. Grandpa will teach you how to do it."
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Lin Jiu stared at the laptop computer, which displayed surveillance footage of every corner of Tang Ji's house.
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