Xianyu's leisurely life through books

Chapter 115 What Did They Do Wrong?
How can he be afraid of Song Yu when he is angry?
The swear words blurted out: "Let your mother's dog go... ouch!"

Before he finished speaking, one of his front teeth was broken, and blood dripped down.

The dimpled young man covered his mouth and stared at Song Yu in horror, "You, you..."

Isn't this an opponent that they can win by numbers?
The bloody scene made the scalps of the people around them tingle.

They looked at Song Yu with puzzled eyes.

People don't talk harshly, so this is the kind of person you're talking about, right?

No wonder the little lady next to him was so confident.

Pei Xiaoxiao looked around, and took Song Yu's hand: "Master Song, they will affect our business here, let's go to other places and beat them up."

Everyone: "..."

Didn't forget to do business at this time?
Is the brain circuit too clear?
Song Yu looked down at her, smiling dotingly: "Okay."

The dimpled youth suddenly felt bad, turned around and ran away.

Song Yu's fingers fluttered, and stones shot out one after another.

"Shhhhh-"

The sound of breaking through the sky sounded, and the gangsters fell to the ground one after another, wailing continuously.

Song Yu stepped forward, picked up the young man with dimples, as if he was carrying a chicken, and strode towards the river.

After walking two steps, he turned his head again and said to the people on the ground: "Follow up, or you will bear the consequences."

His voice was not high, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear.

No one dared to doubt his words.

The gangsters were unwilling, but the pain in their knees prevented them from disobeying.

I had to be aggrieved to keep up.

What a shame!

How will you hang out on Zhengyang Street in the future?
The peddlers and pedestrians were dumbfounded.

This man is so fierce.

But it's so cool to watch the black sheep get cleaned up!

Huashi breathed a sigh of relief, with mixed emotions in her heart.

Hey, how good would it be if their Mavericks also learned martial arts from the sloppy old man?

Otherwise, her back would be as hard as Xiaoxiao's, and as arrogant as hers!
But it's okay now.

If you follow Xiaoxiao, you'll do well.

Thinking of this, she became more determined to follow Xiaoxiao.

She no longer worried, and yelled at the people around: "Meatball skewers, delicious meatball skewers..."

At noon the next day, guests came like clouds.

It has been ten days since the Dragon Boat Festival, and business has not been very good these days.

There were a dozen or so tables of guests sparsely, and the occupancy rate was less than [-]%.

The second shopkeeper sat behind the counter, propped his chin, and was so bored that he was about to doze off.

The light dimmed.

Six or seven people came in at the door.

The second shopkeeper was shocked.

At first glance, his expression became strange.

There were six or seven young men in their early twenties with ruffian expressions.

He is a gangster who hangs around Zhengyang Street all year round.

The second shopkeeper recognized them.

These few people also come here to eat occasionally.

What makes the second shopkeeper strange is...

On a hot day, they all... actually wore long boots that would only be worn in winter.

ill?

Take a closer look, one by one is either disheveled or pale.

Isn't it just sick?

However, when guests come to the door, it is impossible for him to chase them away, adhering to the spirit of customer service attitude like Yunlai, he greeted with a smile: "Several guest officers, are you in the lobby or in the box?"

The leading young man with dimples had a slightly swollen upper lip, and he looked constipated and did not answer.

The triangular eyes beside him said: "In the lobby, we have to sit at three tables."

"This table, and that table, that table."

Except that there is no point in the corner of the counter, every aspect in the lobby is taken care of.

The second shopkeeper frowned slightly.

But didn't say anything.

As long as it's for food, it's fine.

Sitting separately can also make the restaurant more popular.

Thinking of this, he called the other two waiters over and led them to order food together.

The second shopkeeper stood inside the counter, and the door was ventilated, so he didn't smell any strange smell.

On the contrary, the two mistresses who came to wait on him frowned as soon as they approached.

A few people are gangsters, Xiaoer also recognizes them.

They are expected to hang out on weekdays and don't like hygiene, so it smells a bit weird.

Anyway, there is a little distance between the tables, so it shouldn't affect other guests.

After sitting down, the food came out quickly.

Normally, the young people with dimples probably ate almost everything before the food was served.

At this moment, several people were staring at the delicious dishes in front of them, some couldn't eat.

Even feel a little nauseous.

A younger brother was a little suspicious: "Brother, is it really okay for us to do this?"

The dimpled youth glared: "Do you have a way to deal with it?"

The two younger brothers turned purple and sighed.

On one side is the guest like a cloud, and on the other side is Song Yu who looks like a god...

The gods fight, and the imps suffer!
"Come on, eat as much as you want, I don't know if there will be a chance to come here in the future." The dimpled youth sighed and picked up his chopsticks.

While several people were eating, there were more people in the lobby.

The attendance rate barely reached [-]%.

The dimpled young man was chewing a piece of spare ribs when he suddenly felt a cold gaze, sending a chill down his spine.

Raise your head sharply.

Outside Zhengyang Street, the sun is shining brightly.

A man and a woman stood at the corner of the house across the street from Ke Ruyunlai, holding hands, staring at him and smiling quietly.

They are beautiful in color and even more beautiful when they smile.

But the gentle smile, in the eyes of the dimpled youth, is like a biting cold wind.

This is a reminder.

The dimpled youth closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and growled:

"Work!"

After all, he rubbed his left foot against his right foot.

One boot was taken off abruptly.

The same is true for the other two.

The younger brothers in the other two directions received the message and did the same operation.

Suddenly, a strange stench was mixed in the lobby where the food was fragrant.

very much like...

Farmyard manure.

Several culprits pinched their noses tightly, their faces turning purple.

The other guests were enjoying their meal when they were suddenly attacked by biochemical weapons, and their complexions changed drastically.

"what!"

"Damn, who went to blow up the cesspit?"

"vomit--"

There was the sound of beating tables, dishes clashing, shouting and vomiting one after another.

There was a sudden chaos in the lobby.

The second shopkeeper pinched his nose and glared angrily at the dimpled gangsters.

He was furious, suppressed his nausea and stepped forward to negotiate: "Guests, what do you mean?"

"I'm full, I want to relax, why not take off my shoes?" The dimpled young man pinched his nose and argued, "Your store even takes care of this?"

The second shopkeeper trembled with anger.

He is clearly here to make trouble, but he is so righteous, it is simply hateful!
"Okay, we don't care, let the yamen take care of it! Someone..."

The dimpled youth yelled: "What? Do you want to hit someone again? What a majestic and big shop! If you dare to touch us, I will come to the door every day from now on!"

After the harsh words, the dimpled young man was really short of oxygen, so he had to loosen his nose a little.

Inhale halfway...

"vomit--"

He quickly covered his nose again.

The other younger brothers are similar.

The coquettish actions of the dimpled youths stunned everyone in the shop.

If you are looking for trouble, you will be looking for trouble.

But why would you injure one thousand enemies and ten thousand yourself?
You know, the people around them are just smoked.

The young people with dimples just smeared the farmyard manure on their legs and feet!
Incredible.

The guests in the lobby turned blue from the smoke, and left with chopsticks.

They just wanted to come over for a meal.

What did he do wrong to be implicated by Ke Ruyunlai's grievances?
　There's another chapter at seven
　　
　
(End of this chapter)