Chapter 143 142: We were beaten by him
Zhou Huaian thought that he and the Li family were doing the transaction inside the house and there were no outsiders present.
When he and Wang Zhen came out of Li's house, although he looked a little unnatural, Wang Zhen also said that if they were with him, others would at most think that he had some serious illness.
Thinking of this, he felt that he might have become suspicious after listening to Wang Zhen's words!
I put aside the bad feeling, pushed the chicken cart to the intersection, smelled the aroma of beef wafting from the beef restaurant, and swallowed my saliva.
On second thought, I easily earned several thousand dollars today, and I got up early in the morning and pushed the cart such a long way, so I might as well go and have a bowl of beef noodles before going back.
Zhou Huaian pushed the chicken cart to the entrance of the beef restaurant, walked in and said to the clerk standing in front of the stove: "Give me a big bowl!"
"Okay!"
Zhou Huaian found a table and sat down. After a while, the noodles were boiled and brought to the table. He picked up the small wooden spoon in the seasoning bowl, scooped some salt, a spoonful of chili powder, a spoonful of chopped chili pepper, bean paste, and Sichuan pepper powder, mixed them well and started eating.
At this time, three young men with long hair, wearing flowery shirts and wobbling gaits, walked in.
The curly-haired guy in the lead glanced at Zhou Huaian, who was sitting against the wall and enjoying his meal, and said, "Three bowls of noodles, please!"
The salesperson also glanced at the three of them and said, "Yes."
Zhou Huaian suddenly had that feeling of being stared at by a snake again. He looked up and saw three scoundrels sitting down at the table next to him.
By this time he had realized that he was being targeted by them, and he was secretly glad that he had given the money to Wang Zhen for safekeeping, and was also glad that Yang Chunyan did not come today.
After pushing the cart for several hours, I was already starving. I had to eat a lot to have the strength to fight.
He is not good at other things, but he has rich experience in fighting.
Zhou Huaian thought about this, picked up a bowl of beef noodles with chopsticks, blew on it twice with his cheeks, and then stuffed it into his mouth. He started eating with big mouthfuls.
In a blink of an eye, I had already finished half a bowl of beef noodles when the three second-rate guys’ dishes were finally served.
While the three men were busy eating, Zhou Huaian finished all the noodles in his bowl in no time, put the money on the table, got up and walked out of the beef restaurant. He glanced at the wooden stick stuck in the bamboo basket, pushed the chicken cart and headed straight for the bridge.
I thought about rushing over to stop a tractor, avoiding it if I could, and fighting it if I couldn't...
When the three scoundrels saw Zhou Huaian leaving, they looked at each other, put down the beef noodles in their mouths and chased after him.
"Stop!" The salesperson stopped the people with a meat cleaver, "Give me the money!"
Seeing this, Curly took out two crumpled five-cent bills from his pocket, threw them on the ground and chased after him.
The other two scoundrels were chasing Zhou Huaian towards the bridgehead.
Zhou Huaian ran to the bridgehead breathlessly, but he didn't see a tractor. He felt that his luck was really bad coming to Ning'an alone this time. Not only did he not have a car to drive him there, but he also had a vicious dog chasing him!
Looking at the second-rate guys who had caught up with him, and thinking of the deserted west side of the bridge, Zhou Huaian didn't plan to cross the bridge. He quickly turned the bus around and stood in the middle of the road looking at the three people.
"Fuck!" Curly pulled a fire stick from his waist, bent over and supported his leg with one hand, and pointed at Zhou Huaian breathlessly, "Run? Why don't you run?"
The other two scoundrels ran over and stood beside Curly, panting and pointing their sticks at Zhou Huaian, "Fuck you, you country bumpkin, run, keep running..."
Seeing this, passers-by quickened their pace and left.
Zhou Huaian held the handlebars and looked at the three people coldly, "What do you want to do in broad daylight?"
Curly looked at him with contempt and tapped his palm lightly with the stick, "Take out the money and I'll let you go, otherwise..."
They had been observing the man pushing the chicken bus for several days. Every time, there were two of them, pushing two large buckets of eels, and sometimes some herbs to be delivered to Deshengtang.
He estimated that the country bumpkin had at least a hundred dollars on him.
Take the money! Zhou Huaian suddenly remembered the incident when he was hit by someone in Caishi Street. It turned out that this bastard had been staring at him for a long time!
Seeing Zhou Huaian staring at him without saying anything, Curly grinned and said, "Fuck you, don't be shameless. When it's my turn to take action, you'll suffer the consequences!"
The other two also laughed and shouted, "You stupid country bumpkin, take it out now, don't force me to do it."
Zhou Huaian pretended to be scared and said timidly: "Don't hit me, I'll get the money for you..." Before he finished speaking, he quickly pushed the chicken bus towards the curly-haired man standing in the middle, "Alpaca, I don't have money but I have my life, come and get it if you can!"
The three men didn't expect that he would dare to do this. Curly and another man were unable to dodge and were knocked to the ground by the chicken bus, and the chicken bus also crushed the two of them.
Curly and his accomplice tried their best to lift up the chicken bus that was pressing on them, and they dodged and yelled at their accomplice, "Beat him, beat him to death!"
The moment Zhou Huaian let go of the stick on the bamboo basket while trying to send the chicken bus out, he turned around and hit the second-rate guy who was rushing towards him with the stick on the head, and then hit him with the stick again with his backhand, "Fuck you, you dare to chase me and hit me, I can't kill you!"
"Ah~" a scream was heard, the second-rate guy let go of the stick in his hand, covered his head and squatted on the ground.
Curly and his accomplice overturned the chicken bus and climbed up, and went to get the thrown wooden stick. Zhou Huaian had already rushed in front of the two of them and kicked Curly in the butt, kicking him to the ground.
He was also hit by a stick from the curly-haired accomplice. He endured the pain and went forward to hit the man on the head with the stick. The man felt a heat on his forehead and a buzzing sound in his head.
Zhou Huaian stepped forward and kicked Juanmao a few times, "Tell me, when did you start following me?"
Damn it, a country bumpkin is actually more powerful in fighting than those street thugs. I should have called a few more people earlier.
Curly sat up, his flowered shirt covered in dust. He glared at Zhou Huaian fiercely and cursed incoherently, "You country bumpkin, just wait for me..."
At this time, a motorcycle with a trailer stopped by the roadside and two policemen jumped off it.
It turned out that someone saw Zhou Huaian being blocked by a gang of thugs holding sticks, and kindly helped to report it to the police station.
Two policemen came over and saw three scoundrels slumped on the ground, a wooden barrel rolling on the ground, and a chicken bus that had overturned...
When Zhou Huaian saw the police coming, his first instinct was to run. Then he realized that it was Curly who was trying to rob him of his money. It was not like he had been in a gang fight in the town before, so he had to run faster when he saw the police.
He calmed himself, put down the stick and walked up to the gray-haired old policeman, saying respectfully: "Comrade Public Security, my name is Zhou Huaian, I am from the Funius Brigade. My family is delivering herbs to Doctor Wang of Deshengtang, and yellow eels to Mr. Wang, the fishmonger in the vegetable market..."
He pointed at the curly-haired guys and said, "I went to the beef restaurant... They chased me to the bridge and tried to steal my money and beat me... I started beating them up, I didn't mean to..."
The old policeman looked Zhou Huaian up and down. Seeing that he was wearing a pair of yellow rubber shoes and a half-new and half-old coarse cloth, he said, "My fellow villager, please come back to the police station with us and tell us what happened."
"Okay!" Zhou Huaian pointed to the overturned chicken cart, the wooden barrel and the sack on the ground, "I'll put the chicken cart and the things away first. I have to deliver the eels to Boss Wang tomorrow."
The old policeman nodded and said, "Go check if anything is broken!"
"Got it." Zhou Huaian hurriedly ran towards the chicken bus.
Please give me a monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)
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