slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 131 Fighting
Cang Hai returned to his melon stand, and saw Qi Yue sitting beside the melon stand, playing with his mobile phone while gnawing on something, and when he took a closer look, he immediately smelled a strong smell of spiced duck neck.

"Thank you!"

Cang Hai first thanked the owner of the fried rice stall next to him, and then sat down on a big watermelon behind the table. Seeing that girl Qi Yue was still playing with her phone with her head down, she stretched out her foot and kicked her. one time.

"Hey, the melon has been stolen!"

"Who? Who stole my melon?" Qi Yue immediately raised her head when she heard this, and glanced around, only to find that there was no one around but Cang Hai sitting next to her, so she stretched out her hand and patted her chest.

"What's the fuss, it scared me!"

"You surprised me, you played the game so hard, you didn't even know the table was moved by someone else," Cang Hai said with a smile.

"Who would move your broken table with so many people?" Qi Yue lowered her head again as she said.

Cang Hai was thinking about what to say, when he turned his head and saw that the two grandparents rubbing melons turned back again, the old lady brought the little grandson to stand beside the folding table, and the child stretched out his hand to take the table again I copied the two pieces of melon petals I was trying to eat on the table, and ate them in big mouthfuls.

The old lady was still not polite, and took two more pieces of melon in her hand.

At this moment, Qi Yue raised her head and wanted to talk to Cang Hai. Seeing the grandparents picking up four small melons without saying a word, she asked, "This is a melon for people to taste. Do you want to buy it or not?" ah?"

The old lady was unhappy when she heard it: "Isn't this for people to try?"

"This is a tasting, not for you to eat. I have been here for less than a quarter of an hour. You have come here twice. Do you do this every time? If everyone is like you, I will Are the melons still on sale?" Qi Yue asked angrily.

The old lady shouted loudly: "Isn't your melon just for people to try? What's the matter with my grandson and I eating two slices of melon from you?"

"Okay, you just take the child away." Seeing the old lady's appearance, Cang Hai knew that it was not a good match, a typical petty citizen, if he didn't take advantage of it every day, today would be a bad day.

"Did you let people try this melon?"

The old lady still has her neck stuck up, as if I eat your melon to save you face.

Cang Hai frowned.

How can Qi Yue let someone else stand up and say loudly: "The melon is for tasting, but do you have a sample like this? You have been here twice in the past 15 minutes, and each time you have a full hand." , there are no people like you in the whole street!"

"What about me, what about me?" The old lady's voice became louder.

"If you can't afford it, go play!" Qi Yue said louder.

After the two quarreled like this, a crowd of onlookers immediately gathered around, including some idle nearby stall owners.

"What kind of broken melon are you, and it's not sweet!" The old lady said angrily, and threw the two pieces of melon in her hand to the ground.

Qi Yue snorted coldly: "Not sweet, you took the child back and forth a few times, treating me as blind!"

"How delicious it is when you treat it as your melon!"

The old lady reached out and snatched two pieces of melon from her grandson's hand, and dropped them to the ground, shouting loudly at Qi Yue.

The little grandson was nibbling on the melon beautifully. Seeing that the melon in his hand was gone, he howled at the top of his voice. While howling, he stretched out his hand towards the folding table, ready to eat another piece of melon.But before the little grandson's hand reached the melon, he was held back by the old lady.

"Don't eat, let's not eat this rotten melon!" The old lady angrily pulled her grandson out of the crowd.

At this time, some stall owners who couldn't see it in the crowd began to hate the old lady.

"Old lady, please don't leave. You have brought your grandson here three or four times every night for the past few days, and you are going back so early today?"

Hahahaha!

There was a burst of laughter from the surrounding crowd.

Amidst the laughter, the old lady ran faster with her grandson.

Looking at the backs of the grandparent and grandson, Qi Yue took a sip: "At last I still have a bit of shame, knowing that I have no face to run back."

Cang Hai looked at Qi Yue and persuaded: "Okay, isn't it just a few melons!"

"What do you mean by a few pieces of melon? You can't get used to this kind of person. It's a habit to take advantage of it." Qi Yue said, sat down and continued to play with her mobile phone with her head down.

The bustle was gone, and the crowd of onlookers also dispersed.

Cang Hai was about to sit down, when he suddenly heard a guest coming.

"Is this a watermelon?"

Cang Hai looked up at the visitor and said with a smile, "Yes, the new watermelon is on the market for the first time this year. You can try it."

As he spoke, he picked up the disposable gloves on the table, put them on quickly, and handed the watermelon he tasted to the visitor.

The visitor took the watermelon, looked at it with the light first, then put it to his mouth and slowly tasted it, nodding his head while tasting it.

Cang Hai thinks this person is quite interesting, others taste melons very fast, this one is really slow, as if tasting some fine wine, not only can't help but look at the melons in his hand, and close his eyes from time to time to savor it.

"Your melon is very good, with a very special sweet taste. May I ask if this melon is a new variety you cultivated?"

After the guest finished eating a small melon in five or six minutes, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands, and asked Cang Hai.

Cang Hai replied directly: "I didn't breed it, it was bred by a breeding company. I was only in charge of planting it, so it hasn't been popularized here yet."

"Give me one melon, no, two!" The guest nodded and pointed at the pile of melons.

After speaking, the guest took out another card from his pocket, and bent his waist nearly ninety degrees with both hands: "This is my card!"

Cang Hai thought it was weird, but he couldn't resist accepting the business card, so he stretched out his hands and bent slightly to accept the card.

Glancing at the card, Cang Hai finally understood why he thought this guest was strange. It turned out that this guest was not Chinese but Japanese, and his name was Akio Matsuda.

To be honest, Cang Hai doesn’t like the Japanese, mainly because of historical reasons, but this dislike has not risen to the level that he doesn’t want to deal with the Japanese. In Cang Hai’s opinion, he has to calm down and talk to people. Learn, wait for us to fight back when we are strong.

Cang Hai is not a believer of the Madonna sect, he believes in the idea of ​​retribution for kindness and vengeance for revenge.However, he will not be like some radical Japanese haters who think that every Japanese is not a good thing. You must know that in history, there were Japanese who joined the Chinese army in the War of Resistance Against Japan. In other words, there are also good people among the Japanese, although These people are few, but it cannot be said that there are no such people.

Anyway, no matter how you say it, it is certain that Cang Hai has a little grudge against the Japanese.This kind of small mustache is reflected in the price of melons, that is, after weighing the two melons, Cang Hai is not cheap at all.

The little devil Akio Matsuda, whose Mandarin is better than many Chinese, didn't mind, took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code on Cang Hai's table, and paid the money.

Cang Hai moved the two melons off the weighing scale. He, an empty-handed kid, definitely couldn't move the two melons. Of course, Cang Hai didn't show enthusiasm for sending the melons to his home. When I got to the side of the road, I asked this guy how he planned to move the melon home.

Akio Matsuda hadn't spoken yet, but noises came from beside him.

At this time, Zhou Xinhui's mother also came over. Seeing such a situation, she stopped in the distance, thought for a while, smiled, turned around and backed up about ten meters, hid behind a small stall and looked around. .

Cang Hai turned his head, and found that the old lady came over with two or three strong men. The first man had big arms and round waist, and there was a tattoo of a descending tiger on his exposed arm.

"Mum, is this the stall?" The tattooed man stood in front of Cang Hai's stall, stretched out his waist and pointed at Cang Hai's melon stall.

The old lady nodded and said, "This is the stall!"

As soon as the man stretched out his hand, he directly lifted the folding table: "You idiot, you dare to bully my mother."

Seeing that the folding table fell directly towards Qi Yue, Cang Hai immediately stretched out his leg and kicked the table. The table deflected past Qi Yue and fell to the ground, but the melon petals on the table did fall all over Qi Yue.

At this moment, Qi Yue was frightened, her whole face turned pale with fright, and the folding table fell over her body, scratching one of her sleeves.

The current Qi Yue can be said to be in shock.

Seeing that Cang Hai stretched out his hand quite quickly, the man immediately raised his foot and kicked towards Cang Hai.

Seeing Qi Yue's appearance, Cang Hai's heart was already on fire, he swung his hands to avoid the man's kicking foot, grabbed it directly, and then raised his leg towards the man's supporting leg, which was the foot. Immediately, the man couldn't stand upright and fell down.

At this time, the two helpers next to him immediately rushed towards Cang Hai when they saw it. Cang Hai knew that he was going to be too ruthless, so he stretched out his legs and kicked the lying man's crotch.Then he took the weighbridge placed on the ground in his hand, picked it up and threw it towards a man, and at the same time turned around and rushed towards another man.

One-on-three, Cang Hai could only hit at the vitals, a straight punch went directly to the man's face, and men often fight, and when they saw a fist coming to the face, they immediately stretched out their hands to block, but Cang Hai's speed was too fast. Hurry up, although the man slightly deflected Cang Hai's punch, most of Cang Hai's fist still hit the bridge of his nose.

There was only a light click, and the man squatted on the ground, clutching his bleeding nose.

When Cang Hai turned to face the last man, this man was already stunned, he looked at Cang Hai with an incredible look, he never thought that Cang Hai could beat the two of them in just a few breaths .

Canghai is not surprising. Canghai in the northwest can never solve the two people so quickly, mainly because it is common for men in the northwest to fight, and the south is not as good in this regard, especially when these three people usually tell the truth That is to bully an honest person, to really try to fight for courage, and to fight for bravery is more than one level behind Cang Hai.

Don't look at everyone with tattoos, depicting dragons and phoenixes, they are actually a bunch of social trash, a bunch of low-level bastards, and the underworld thinks highly of them.

The end of this fight was beyond Cang Hai's expectations.

Cang Hai stared at the only man standing, and the man also stared at Cang Hai.

"What the hell are you waiting for, I'll call someone."

As soon as the man turned his head, he let go of his feet and ran away.Cang Hai was stunned.

"I let you hit me with a table!"

Cang Hai turned his head and saw that Qi Yue was like an irritable lioness, kicking the leading man with his feet, cursing while kicking, and the kicks were either on the face or the crotch. One is ruthless, it makes Cang Hai's back feel hairy.

It's no wonder that it's understandable that Miss Qi has never suffered such a crime when she grows up, and she is now acting like a crazy tiger.

There were still people watching in front of them. Now that the three tattooed men came, the surrounding crowd started to detour one after another. Even a few stall owners who said strange things didn't show up just now. They waited for Cang Hai to knock them down. Slowly surrounded.

From this point of view, the folk customs of the devil city are far inferior to those in the northwest. This scene is placed on the third floor and the third floor outside the northwest. Maybe the voice of cheering can be loud enough to roar .Here, only seven or eight people gathered around for a long time, and the rest watched from afar.

Cang Hai can't just let Qi Yue kick fiercely, she is also a loser, if this kick lands where it shouldn't be, it will be a big deal, so Cang Hai walked over and hugged Qi Yue , took her aside.

"calm down!"

"Dare to hit my old lady!"

Even being held by Cang Hai, Qi Yue was still kicking wildly with her two long legs.

Cang Hai finally persuaded Qi Yue to be quiet, and a few more people came over there. This time, the ones who came were not gangsters, but a man in a navy blue uniform and a big-brimmed hat. The tattooed guy who just ran away.

(End of this chapter)