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Chapter 75
Just this shout shocked all three of them, no one expected that Zhao Mingyu would come to this.Apparently, this was premeditated. The swooping attack just now was just a fake move, just to make Fu Tingkun take it lightly. The next move is really the key point.

It's all shouted like this, so naturally I can't fight anymore.Both sides withdrew their hands, and stood there for a while, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Liang Zhi trotted over, looked at Zhao Mingyu who was still acting on the ground, and gave a thumbs up, Uncle, you are really good, this is it!
Zhao Mingyu glanced sideways, ignored him, and continued to yell hard: "Oh, my arm, my leg, it really hurts—" Oh, just screaming, the hand holding the coat lapel didn't hurt at all. loose.

On the street where people come and go, after a while, several people gathered around to watch the excitement.

Fu Tingkun was dumbfounded. He had never seen such a way before. He had heard of someone who was specialized in touching porcelain before, but he never thought that he would come across it.He has been famous since he was a child, not to mention his illness, but his skills are very good, but anyone who knows something will try to detour as much as possible when he sees him, even if he is not afraid of being tricked, he is also worried. Make him unhappy and get beaten again.

With such an existence, whoever is not good-looking dares to touch him, isn't that purely uncomfortable.Bie Ci'er didn't succeed but was bumped, and then received a beating, that would really be the loss of the wife and the loss of the army.

It is really unexpected that there will be such a day, or under such circumstances.

The onlookers didn't know what was going on, but they saw a middle-aged man grabbing the skirt of a young boy, shouting and screaming, complaining about the pain in his body, and he was talking about almost every part. It seems that the injury is quite serious.

Just looking at the face, there are no injuries, but who can say for sure whether there is any serious injury under the big cotton clothes.

Looking at that young man again, if he was really wronged, he should justify himself a few words, and let his clothes be torn without saying a word, and he didn't show any expression, just a tacit appearance.

Based on the above observations, it is agreed that this is really the scene of beating people.

The warm-hearted aunt began to accuse Fu Tingkun: "Young man, you look good, but why are you a beating scoundrel? You beat him to the ground and you don't know how to help him. Hurry up and send him to the hospital to have a look." where--"

"Didn't you hear this old man screaming that it hurts, and still standing still, why are young people so bad?"

"This is an important part of the injury, and I can't stand up. If you delay it, something big will happen."

Things are often like this sometimes, I didn't want to do it, but the situation forces me to do something.If you don't do it, you will feel sorry for anyone.

Fu Tingkun was surprised that he was touched by porcelain, and he didn't know whether to advance or retreat for a while. When he was hesitating, he was surrounded by hot discussions around him.In a daze, he raised his eyes and looked around, and saw Zhao Wenduo who had stopped standing aside, staring at a certain point with a dull expression on his face.

His breathing, which had been quickened by the fighting exercise, also seemed to be choked, and the white air exhaled from his mouth disappeared without a trace.The small face was slightly reddened by the suffocation, the mouth was half opened, and the bright black eyes were motionless.

Obviously, this scene also shocked her, and she never thought that her father would touch him with her.Fu Tingkun was annoyed by what these people said, and his hostility grew quietly. If he waited for a while, he might have to turn his back on him, no matter who hit him first.

But the moment he saw the little girl, the hostility disappeared instantly.Just the dumb look on her face was enough to make him happy. He had never seen her with such a side, but it was much cuter than the usual cold swishing look directly at the knife.

When a person is in a good mood, many things are not so fussy.The messy sounds around him didn't feel so noisy, and even Zhao Mingyu, who was grabbing the lapel of his clothes, became much more amiable.

Fu Tingkun bent down almost the whole time with a smile on his face, and said politely: "I'm sorry." He grabbed Zhao Mingyu's wrist, moved his fingers away from his body one by one, and finally nodded. Indicates that he is ready.

Zhao Mingyu couldn't help himself with this move, the cry of 'Ah' got stuck in his throat, he neither spit nor swallowed, held his arms like a puppet, and froze like a statue.

Liang Zhi hurried up to smooth things over: "Uncle, it's cold on the ground, don't sit still. Come on, I'll help you up—" After looking at the onlookers who were staring at them, he said, "Let's go, I'll drive Take you to the hospital."

Ignoring these people, helped Zhao Mingyu stand up and walked across the road.

Zhao Mingyu, who was confused by Fu Tingkun's movements, walked several meters away before suddenly waking up: "Oh, that's not right——"

Liang Zhi hurriedly said: "Yes, everything is right, there is nothing wrong with it. Let's talk about it later. Be careful when crossing the road, don't lose your mind, look at the green light, let's go—" He even coaxed and lied to him by pulling his arm. Take it across the road.

The crowd of onlookers saw that there was no excitement to watch, and they all dispersed.Those warm-hearted aunts and uncles were relieved when they saw their injured brother being taken to the hospital by car, and they walked away slowly without forgetting to discuss a few words.

By the time Zhao Wenduo realized it, it was already a bit late, Zhao Mingyu was dragged down the sidewalk by Liang Zhi, and the traffic on the main road was not easy to tear apart, so he could only walk forward together behind the two of them.

Behind her, Fu Tingkun followed closely, following closely.The difference in height between the two is quite large, one is short and the other is tall, walking together seems to be protecting one's body.

Zhao Wenduo glared at him twice, but didn't see him restraining himself. On the contrary, he got excited, moved forward and got closer, and looked back at her with a smirk on his face.

This person Zhao Wenduo didn't understand him a little bit. If it was because of gambling with Xue Yufeng and a few little girls, she made a move with him first, as a reciprocation of the ceremony, but that's okay. understand.Some people already hold grudges, can't let go of being pouted, and try to find ways to get back the scene, which can be justified.

The problem is, when I met him in the pharmacy just now, he obviously didn't intend to hit him, he looked very much like a pedant who strikes up a conversation with a young girl.Of course, there is still a gap between her age and youth, and it will take a few years before she can be ranked in this rank.

It's a bit early to talk about love for sex with a little girl like her, she hasn't gotten so narcissistic yet.If this possibility is ruled out, it can only be a temporary idea, first to say hello to the hot field, and to pave the way for the subsequent dry fight.

This can also explain why the two of them have been following behind and didn't come until they left the gold shop.The surrounding environment has been detected, the place is spacious, and there will not be too much cover when fighting.

All of this was in their plan, including the sudden attack behind them.It's just that Cheng Yaojin like Zhao Mingyu was killed halfway, which can be regarded as disrupting their pace.

And the place where I can't figure it out is precisely here. Since he came to find her to seek revenge and come back, then her father rushed over to pretend to be injured, 100% because he was touching porcelain. Feeling ashamed, those people said it again and again without making a sound, neither defending nor refuting, but let them call him a 'bad boy'.Even the movement of pulling the hands apart seems to be scruples, quite gentle.

Could it be that they were worried that their eloquence would be poor, that they would not be able to explain clearly, and that they would attract public anger and be outnumbered, so they thought of a way to take people away and move to a place where there are few people?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhao Wenduo was startled, and took a few steps to catch up with the two people in front.

Fu Tingkun was taken aback by her sudden movement, and hurriedly followed without knowing why.

The road is nearly 20 meters wide, and it only takes a few breaths to pass through it, and the four of them arrived in front of the car on their heels.

Zhao Wenduo, who had been watching closely to prevent them from attacking suddenly, came directly to Zhao Mingyu. Just as he was about to tell him to be careful, he saw that he made a move first.

I don't know what Liang Zhi said to him just now. As soon as the two stood apart, he pulled the cotton jacket on his body and said to the two: "Look, I just gave my newly made clothes like this. It’s broken. And this finger, just now caused you to break it so painfully, I don’t know if the bone was cracked, I have to go to the hospital to take a film.”

If it is said that before, it was just something out of nothing, pure touch of porcelain.Then at this moment, it is a shameless act with facts and evidence.

This kind of Zhao Mingyu is actually quite understandable, he dared to howl and shout in the presence of so many people before.Now there are only these four people left on both sides. No one will stand up and fight for righteousness. Their own side is weak, and they cannot beat the other side with their strength.It would be terrible if these two boys came to settle accounts again, so they hurriedly came up with a countermeasure, forcibly pulling out two pieces of evidence of their injuries.

"Uncle Zhao, don't worry about getting angry. Didn't I just say that these are trivial things. If the clothes are broken, find someone to buy new ones. If your hands hurt, go to the hospital for treatment. In short, with my brother here, it's not Something. Isn't it, Ting Kun?" Liang Zhi called out, this is the same as Zhao Mingyu
As soon as they sang and sang, their elbows turned outward brightly.

Fu Tingkun raised his eyebrows. It was no surprise that he would act like this. He silently opened his coat, took out a wallet from his pocket, took out the cash in it, and handed it to Zhao Mingyu: "I'm wearing a wallet. There is not much cash, so you take these first, if there is not enough, I will go to the bank to get them."

Maybe it was because he took out the money too quickly, Zhao Mingyu didn't realize it for a while,
His original intention was not to really want money, but to make up for the previous behavior of touching porcelain. Seeing that he was really injured and his clothes were torn apart, he would not care too much about being scolded in front of so many people. In bad boy, embarrassment in face.

But this expectation belongs to the expectation, if the money is really handed over to him, it is also necessary.Zhao Mingyu was stunned for only a second, and recovered in the blink of an eye, and took the money with a happy face.

The heavy weight in the hand makes people feel happy. While secretly estimating how much it will be, while looking at it with the eyes, the next second, the brows are frowned: "What is this, money? Why is it such a large denomination? It can't be fake money, right? You kid, are you trying to tease me?"

After a series of questions came out, Zhao Mingyu had changed from smiling to full of anger.

As soon as he shouted, Zhao Wenduo could clearly see the stack of notes, which was a whole circle bigger than the big unity used now.Blue face, one hundred yuan written in big script.

The largest denomination on the market now is the ten-yuan note, which is often called the Great Unity.Hundred-dollar bills are only heard, never seen.For something completely unfamiliar, most people's first instinct will be suspicious.

"Uncle Zhao, you are wrong." Liang Zhi came over and explained: "This money is not a counterfeit, but a real hundred-yuan bill. It's just that the circulation is still very small and it has not been fully circulated. After a while Time will be much better. You don't have to worry, I will guarantee it, and the money will be fine."

Zhao Mingyu hesitated for a moment, but he also thought that the money was real, with such a large face value, and the thickness in his hand was twenty or thirty, that was two to three thousand yuan, which was more than half of the gold lumps. .

Those things are more expensive, but you must know that they are not available every day. It is lucky to meet them once every year, and most people may never encounter them in their lifetime.And the black-clothed boy in front of him stretched out his hand casually and took out all these. It can be imagined that this is a guy who is not short of money.

As long as the money is real, he can accept it without any psychological burden.

The question is, is it right?

Based on Zhao Wenduo's outstanding performance these days, she has unknowingly become the backbone of the whole family, and she has to participate in everything big and small.Out of habit, Zhao Mingyu looked up at his third girl.

Zhao Wenduo, who had been paying attention to the three of them, naturally understood what her father meant by looking over, and nodded at him imperceptibly.It means that the money is no problem and can be collected.

At any rate, she has practiced with her for such a long time, and she is tired and thirsty due to high tension, so she deserves some hard work.She didn't care too much about the amount.But judging by her father's expression, it should be a good amount.

As for the authenticity of the money, don't bother too much, it's clear at a glance.

Zhao Mingyu didn't know the blue ticket hundred yuan coin, but she did, and she was very familiar with it. This version of the hundred yuan coin had been in circulation for a long time, and it was not until the red ticket came out that it slowly retired from the stage of history.

As soon as Zhao Mingyu received the signal, she was overjoyed, and the notes in her hand became tighter and tighter.

After only stopping for three seconds, he raised his head and said to Fu Tingkun again: "These can only be regarded as compensation for my loss, and my third girl is not counted. You shot so fiercely just now, a little girl like her, she was scared to death. I still have to hold on to resist, the bones may be shaking so much that it hurts. Take a look, her face is full of color."

"Is the little girl injured? Where is it? Let me see—oh——" Liang Zhi's head was pushed aside by a slap from behind, and he let out a cry of pain.

Fu Tingkun stepped forward, pinched the little girl's chin and looked around, and found a small long red mark near the sideburns and cheekbones. Judging from the trajectory, it should be a slight injury caused by the blowing wind of the fist.

The little girl has a thin skin, and even a little effort can leave bruises, which can take several days to disappear.Not to mention the superficial redness, you can get a big red face if you accidentally rub your fingers with your face after washing your face. This small red mark is really nothing, not even a minor injury.

But it was such micro marks that made Fu Tingkun's face change, and he was about to touch it, but was slapped off by Zhao Wenduo.You took off your shoes and got on the kang when you were allowed to enter the house. You are being polite, and you still have to make an inch.

"Show me whether your injury is serious." Fu Tingkun said: "I didn't mean to hurt you, I just wanted to fight with you." Can't explain clearly.

"I told you that, is there a fight that doesn't hurt people?" Zhao Mingyu stood in the middle, separated the two of them and said, "My girl is only 12 years old this year, and she is not yet an adult. You are a young man, and you are tall. And big, one thigh is as thick as her waist, and you are ashamed to say that there will only be one fight, so why don't you go to Big Zuizi, if you have the ability to fight them."

Zhao Wenduo, who was about to answer the call and was robbed: "..." It's not wrong to help her speak, but why does it feel that something is not right.

Fu Tingkun: "Big mouth?" What is that, the focus of the two people's attention is obviously different.

Liang Zhian muttered to the side in frustration: he is only 12 years old, he is indeed a little young, and he really has to wait a few years.

Zhao Mingyu said impatiently, "It's the big bad wolf." He didn't know anything, he was really uneducated, and he grew up so big in vain.

"Uncle, you're wrong again." Liang Zhi hurriedly helped his brother explain: "If it's a wolf, then he really beat it. It was a few years ago when he was young. The scene at that time was really—"

"Stop, stop, I don't want to listen to you talking about the mountains." Zhao Mingyu waved his hand and interrupted: "If you hit me, I'll hit it. What can I do? She shot sneakily from behind, as if she was afraid that she would not hit anyone again, the wound on her face must have been caused by this blow."

The four people who fought just now were all present, either participants or witnesses. The fight was indeed a fight, but whether there was any water in it, and how much was real and how much was false, of course, those who experienced it know best.

Although Zhao Wenduo didn't want to admit it, it was true.On the surface, the two of you come and go, fighting evenly, as if no one can take advantage of the other.But in fact, she was more parrying than attacking.

If it were the original her, when she first entered the industry, her strength reached its peak.It's just a battle, but you can argue with him about winning or losing.And this is only limited to ordinary fighting, it is really more life and death, but it is slightly inferior, it must be the one who falls down.

It's not that she lacks experience in this area, but that the fierceness in his bones is definitely not something that can be tempered in ordinary battles.Only people who have really seen blood and in large numbers will have such a murderous aura.

And what she lacked was precisely this deadly power. That time when she received a big overseas order, she was not ruthless enough when fighting for life with her opponent. After hesitating for a moment, she almost lost her life.

(End of this chapter)