mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 405 Forcibly Touching Porcelain
It is a phenomenon that makes people speechless, but it actually exists.

Many ruffians and hooligan leaders like to be nicknamed San'er or Si'er. It seems that the more rustic the nickname, the better they can be on the road.

Xiao Feng used to be very confused about this point, but after thinking about it, it is impossible for a nickname to be nice, it must be easy to remember and resonant, especially for those people who are in the world, they rely more on a reputation.

Based on this point, if he really had a nickname called a prince, he would probably be amused by just mentioning it, not to mention calming down others.

"Get the hell out of here, don't make yourself uncomfortable." Xiao Feng, who was upset, naturally didn't speak in a good mood.

A younger brother of the bald ghost Si'er stood up with his neck stuck and said, "Who the hell are you playing with? Have you seen this scar on my arm? Do you know how it came from?"

While speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing a scar with a length of twenty centimeters, as if he had been cut with a knife.

Xiao Feng was immediately amused: "What do you want to show by showing it? It means that you are useless, you can't fight with others, and you were hacked?"

There is a saying that scars are a man's best medal, and there is even an extreme saying that a man without scars cannot be regarded as a real man.

Xiao Feng thinks this kind of statement is ridiculous, he is incapable, he is beaten with scars, he is still called a medal, and he is still complacent, isn't this crazy?

Of course, there is also a kind of person whose scars can be called medals, that is, soldiers who bleed and injured in order to defend their home and country!
"You kid can't talk well, can you?"

The little brother with a scar on his neck, clasped his fingers tightly, made a crackling sound, and said viciously: "I will teach you how to speak today."

For a while, except for the little girl who was stopped by Lin Zhiyan because she was out of anger and wanted to do something directly, no one stood up to talk to him.

It is true that Xiao Feng was injured, but no matter how injured he was, it was more than enough to deal with a bunch of punks.

Even without doing it yourself, a phone call, or turning around and giving someone a look, is enough to make those people all GG.

However, just when the little brother wanted to do something, he was scolded by Gui Si'er: "Go back, did I tell you to do it?"

The younger brother agreed, and retreated with shameful brows.

Xiao Feng shook his head and laughed: "Every time I meet people like you, they always come up with a challenge first, and then get stopped back, can you change the routine?"

Gui Si'er took a puff of his cigar, grinned, and showed his big yellow teeth: "Brother, you want to see a new routine, don't you? Watch it..."

As he spoke, he threw the iron ball in his hand and stretched his hand aside.

Immediately behind him, a younger brother handed him a bottle of white wine, Gui Si'er bit the bottle open with his teeth, and drank half of the bottle.

Xiao Feng and the others were all stared at in a daze, this is to show how much they can drink?
But at this moment, the smile on Gui Si'er's face suddenly became ferocious, he gritted his teeth, and hit the wine bottle on his head.

"Snapped!"

The wine bottle was shattered, blood gushed down Gui Si'er's shiny forehead, and some glass shards were still stuck to his forehead, which directly made everyone stunned.

Moreover, there is liquor in the bottle, which means that the pain that Gui Si'er is suffering at this moment is more intense than simply opening his head.

"Hiss... Huh..." Gui Si'er trembled like an electric shock, raised his neck, and said with a smile, "How about it, is this routine fresh enough?"

If you were an ordinary person, you would be stupefied at the moment, but unfortunately, Gui Si'er couldn't use anything to open his head, let alone a wine bottle.

This is the concentration exercised after seeing strong winds and waves, just like ordinary people will feel very horrified when they see the scene of injuries and exposed bones. thing.

Feeling a strong smell of liquor coming to his nostrils, Xiao Feng frowned: "Are you forcibly touching porcelain?"

Gui Si'er laughed and said: "It's not good to speak too bluntly. The brothers are a little tight recently and want to get some money to spend."

"It's easy to say." Xiao Feng nodded without looking back: "Old Zhao, go to the kitchen and get the kitchen knife."

"Okay!" Zhao Guoan agreed, and walked into the kitchen.

The younger brothers behind Gui Si'er began to whisper, and Gui Si'er was also a little surprised: "Brother is also on the way?"

"Don't talk nonsense, don't you want money, tell me how much you want." Xiao Feng said in a tone that was not short of money.

Gui Si'er suddenly had a bad feeling. If the other party didn't ask someone to get the kitchen knife, it could be understood that he had successfully blackmailed him this time. But first asking someone to get the knife and then negotiating the price is obviously illogical.

But the matter has come to this point, my injury can't be in vain, so I said: "One price, [-], don't think I'm a lion.

I don't want this money for nothing. In the future, in the town, brother, whatever happens to you, just give me a call, and I will be there on call, and I will settle everything for you! "

"Only fifty thousand?" Xiao Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, and said with a look of disdain: "Then your bleeding is too worthless."

As soon as this remark came out, Gui Si'er and the rest of the younger brothers all looked dumbfounded. It's been a long time, and there are people who think that others are extorting money?

At this time, Zhao Guoan came out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife: "Old Xiao, here is the knife."

The knife that Zhao Guoan brought over was different in shape from ordinary vegetable cutting knives. It looked like an axe, and it belonged to the rib knife used for chopping ribs.

Xiao Feng took the knife and looked at Gui Si'er with a smile: "I can't afford 5 yuan, it's too embarrassing, at least 50 yuan is the starting point, and there is only one condition, chop off your hand."

"Damn, how dare you play us!"

The one who showed off his scar earlier was about to stab Xiao Feng with the spear.

The so-called pipe thorn looks like a stick from the outside, and it is much more low-key than a knife or something.

But after unscrewing it, the knife inside can be taken out, and the knife head can be screwed to the screw hole, and it becomes an extended version of the dagger, which is a common weapon for gangsters to fight.

Xiao Feng didn't change his face, he swung the rib knife in his hand, and slashed at the spear in the opponent's hand.

"Clang!"

There was an ear-piercing impact sound, and he rushed towards Xiao Feng's younger brother, staring blankly at the half stick in his hand, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Go one step further, and this knife will cut your neck. If you don't believe me, you can try it." Xiao Feng said cheerfully, as if he was chatting with a friend, with an indescribably relaxed tone.

However, judging from the expressions of Gui Si'er and his little brothers, they obviously don't feel relaxed.

(End of this chapter)