beauties please stay

The morning sun lazily sprinkled on the ground.

The bald forehead also appeared a little shiny due to the problem of light.

There are several people around the bald head, among them the yellow hair is the most conspicuous.

"Hahaha, just after playing mahjong and looking for something to eat, your shop opened, not bad!"

The bald man nodded with a smile and said, "It happens that we are hungry, so we each have a cup of milk tea."

After finishing speaking, the bald head walked into the Egg Milk Tea House.

Zhao Gangjun said calmly, "What flavor do you want?"

"Original."

The bald head said, "There are six of us here, each of us has a drink."

"Hold on!"

Zhao Gangjun nodded, and stood behind the counter to make milk tea, while the bald head and the others spread out, each sitting at a table, and there were only six tables in the entire store for people to sit on. All six tables were occupied.

Some people who got up early and wanted to buy breakfast, as soon as they walked into the store, they saw bald-headed people who looked like gangsters, and they were frightened and ran away.

It was supposed to be a good morning, but because of the six bald people, almost no one came to buy.

This is how some gangsters use it to disgust people. They order the cheapest things, and then fill up all the seats in your store. If you let them sit there, the business will be affected. If you want to drive them away, There seems to be no reason.

People come to consume, isn't it a consumer if they consume less?

This is a very embarrassing situation.

Zhao Gangjun looked outside the door, but basically there were no guests.

The milk tea was quickly prepared. Zhao Gangjun served six people with milk tea respectively, then sat directly in front of the bald head, looked at the bald head, and said, "Tell me, what do you want? My time is precious, and I will give you 1 minutes."

"Hahaha, you have enough temper."

Bald smiled and said, "I don't want anything, I just want you."

Although these words sounded ambiguous, Zhao Gangjun knew what the bald head meant.

"A bastard can't escape the fate of going to jail and being shot after all. I don't want to be fooled by the so-called big brother as a gunman. If you let me be the big brother, then I will think about it. Being a younger brother is not my style." .” Zhao Gangjun laughed.

"Do you think you did it big brother?"

The bald man said with a smile, "At the beginning, Huang Zhengdao also thought that he was a big brother, but he was beaten like a dog by me."

"Do you think it's enough to be a big brother if you can fight?"

Zhao Gangjun said disdainfully, "The big brother who can beat the sky is still a gangster. To become a real gang boss, you must have a wealth of knowledge. Do you know who the godfather of the Italian Mafia is? Do you know who is behind the biggest gang in the United States?" Family? Do you know what the Japanese Yakuza gang culture is?"

Zhao Gangjun's words froze the bald-headed man who had always been full of confidence, and then said angrily, "What? Did you know?"

"The current godfather of the mafia in Italy is Lippi Carlson. Behind the largest gang in the United States is the shadow of the Rothschild family, and the gang culture of the Japanese Yamaguchi group... This gang suffered a devastating blow more than ten years ago. Now in Japan, it’s not the Yamaguchi-gumi that has the final say, but Tokyo fever.”

Zhao Gangjun said casually, "To be a gangster, you have to be educated, so that you can connect with the world. Like you, you guard two or three places every day, and occasionally do things that bully men and women, that is, low-level gangsters, so I say I don’t want to see bastards like you who always think that if you can fight, you will be invincible in the world. If you can fight, have you ever shot a gun? Have you ever seen a gun? A standard pistol? Or an old generation 5.4?”

The bald man never thought that he would be ridiculed by Zhao Gangjun like this, his face flushed red, and he said, "Zhao Gangjun, I think highly of you, so I plan to make a fortune with you. Don't toast or eat fine wine."

"Look, that's what low-level gangsters are like."

Zhao Gangjun shook his head helplessly, and said, "Do you know what it means to not show emotion? Do you know what it means to control anger? You don't know anything, and you know how to threaten people when you encounter things. The grade is really too low."

"court death!"

The bald head was finally irritated by Zhao Gangjun. He slapped the table and threw the milk tea in his hand at Zhao Gangjun.

Snapped.

Zhao Gangjun caught the milk tea with one hand, put it on the table, and said, "What? Do you want to do it?"

"Believe it or not, I smashed your shop?"

The bald head said with a gloomy face.

"Believe it or not, I killed you?"

Zhao Gangjun looked at the bald head and asked calmly.

The bald head froze for a moment, looking into Zhao Gangjun's eyes, for some reason, his whole body shivered.

This kind of feeling seems to only be felt when I see those big brothers in the urban area!

For some reason, the bald forehead was sweating all of a sudden.

Zhao Gangjun stretched out his hand to the bald head's neck, and pinched a pendant hanging on the bald head's neck in his hand.

This is a cross.

"You have to know that there are some people you can provoke, but some people you can't afford to provoke. When you meet someone you can't afford to provoke, if you provoke, you will die, understand?"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Gangjun's hand tightened.

Snapped.

The cross was squeezed into a stick by Zhao Gangjun with one hand.

Zhao Gangjun sighed and said, "Go away, I don't want to see you."

The bald head lowered his head and looked at the cross on his neck that was squeezed into a stick. It looked like his own thing, but it was just made by strengthening. The tip of this cross is a very sharp thorn. When fighting, take off the cross and it will be fine. Used as a weapon, that's the kind of thing that was squeezed into a stick with one hand?

Bald felt that his outlook on life was about to be subverted.

"You... who are you!"

The bald head said with a slightly trembling voice.

"I'm just a student."

Zhao Gangjun said, "If you don't want to die, don't hang around in front of me, otherwise I can't help but kill you at that time, and then our Huangyun District will have to fall into the scuffle again."

goo.

The bald head swallowed, stood up and shouted, "Let's go."

After speaking, he wanted to leave with a bald head.

"A cup of milk tea is 5 yuan, and six cups are thirty. Welcome to review."

Zhao Gangjun said with a smile.

"Give you!"

The bald head directly took out a wad of money from his wallet, then turned around and walked out of the milk tea shop.

Zhao Gangjun picked up the stack of RMB on the table that seemed to cost about a thousand, and put it in his pocket with a smile.

These days, it's really extortion or something, it's best to make money.

This is how a wonderful morning started.

The following days seemed a bit uneventful. Zhao Gangjun had to go to the milk tea shop to help every day, and the relationship between Lin Shuya and Zhao Gangjun seemed to have eased a lot. From time to time, Lin Shuya would go to Zhao Gangjun's shop to sit for a while.

That's it, Friday is here.