Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 4433 Improper man (10)

Rong Jincheng was caught off guard and held the knife tightly.

Men also have knives. He drew his own dagger from his waist and stabbed Rong Jincheng.

Rong Jincheng dodged.

The third child also rushed to grab the man's knife. The narrow chess and card room was full of fighting sounds, teacups, playing cards, and dice were scattered all over the place!

The rest of the card players ran away long ago when the situation in the world was not right, and the two factions waved their daggers.

"You still dare to fight with me." Rong Jincheng's face was livid, it was not the first time he had fought, and he could only rely on fighting when he encountered this kind of person who refused to pay back the debt and was tough.

He happened to have not fought for many days, so it would be good to teach this kind of person a lesson.

If he collects a debt, he can get a lot of commission.

Rong Jincheng swung his fist and hit the man's eyes, and the fat man's eyes immediately became swollen.

"If I don't beat you up, I'm afraid you don't know how powerful I am." Rong Jincheng swung his fist again, "I'll let you fuck me, let you fuck me!"

The man dodged, his eyes were injured, the dagger in his hand began to lose his eyes, and he swung at Rong Jincheng indiscriminately, very fast!

One knife, another knife!

At first Rong Jincheng was able to hide, but later found out that this man was crazy.

The sound of fighting filled the narrow chess and card room.

The chairs were kicked over, the tables were crooked, and the dust on the ground was stirred up, floating and sinking under the light.

The man was anxious, and slashed at Rong Jincheng with the knife, but Rong Jincheng didn't block it all at once, and a gash was cut on his arm, which was dripping with blood instantly.

The third child raised the chair from the ground and threw it over, knocking the fat middle-aged man unconscious.

Rong Jincheng covered the wound: "Bandage me quickly."

"Tch." The third child brought a spare medicine bag, "I thought you were going to die!"

"No way, you have to work hard to do things with money."

The third child took out gauze and hemostatic medicine to bandage the wound for him. Fortunately, the injury was not deep, and minor injuries were nothing.

The dark room smelled of blood.

"Third brother, I'll leave it to you. Carry this man back and hand it over to the bar owner. There's nothing else left."

"Okay, I know."

Rong Jincheng has nothing to lose. He has experienced this kind of petty trouble before.

He remembered the most violent incident before, when someone slashed his back a few times and sent him to the hospital.

Later, he got better after gaining experience. Injuries were inevitable, but major injuries were not.

None of them wanted to find any serious jobs in the past, nor did they want to return to China, because most of them were orphans, with no parents or relatives, and returning home would be better than being abroad.

After leaving the chess and card room, the stars outside were shining brightly.

Although there was a fight just now, Rong Jincheng was in a good mood, but his eyes were a little gloomy when he looked up at the starry sky.

The stars are all over the place.

Stepping on the moonlight, the night wind blows the branches of the trees beside the road, and a few leaves slowly fall down the tips.

He remembered that he often got into fights when he was a child, and it was nothing serious, but a group of children bullied him, gossiping, saying that he had no father and that he was a wild child.

Later, her mother's mental state was not very good, and some children threw stones at her, and ran away laughing while throwing: "Idiot, idiot, look at idiot."

Once he heard it, he would beat up the gang of village children.

Although he was thin and weak at the age of four or five, he was good at fighting. Later, the children in the village didn't dare to provoke him anymore, but they would call him "little madman" in private.

(End of this chapter)