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Chapter 142 Don't Move, Call Someone

Konoha Night Market Street.

A year ago, a snack street named Night Market began to appear in the bustling Konoha. The Night Market Street lasts all night and never closes. It is a favorite place for many young men and women.

"Come, come, the boss will bring us another case of cold beer."

In front of the smoky barbecue stall, a few spirited guys were cheerfully gathering skewers around a table. The boss next to the barbecue stall called his son to get a case of cold beer for the guests.

At this time, a young man with red hair and a young man in black clothes came to the night market with a boy in a straw hat.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

"Captain, I want to eat!"

The boy in the straw hat ran to a barbecue stand excitedly, his eyes glowed, and he directly picked up two skewers of raw mutton skewers and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Hey, kid, this is raw." The owner of the barbecue stand shouted quickly, but the straw hat boy swallowed the two skewers of mutton skewers in the blink of an eye.

"It's delicious, I want more!"

The straw hat boy yelled, and reached out to other ingredients on the barbecue stall.

Duang!

The red youth smashed a violent pear on the head of the straw hat boy.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, boss, I'm not very obedient." The red-haired young man smiled apologetically, held the straw hat boy in front of him, then glanced at the ingredients on the barbecue stand and said to the boss: "Boss, what's on the table? All of these are needed.”

"what?"

The owner of the barbecue stand looked at the red-haired young man in surprise, and began to size him up.

He has red hair, three scars around his left eye, and a short beard around his mouth. He wears patterned white cropped pants and flip-flops at his feet.

At first glance, he is not a person to be provoked, but at first glance, he is a very arrogant person.

"Hey hey, sir, stop joking with me, this table is enough for more than a dozen people."

The boss is also a very discerning middle-aged uncle. He smiled and looked at the red-haired young man with a scar, hoping not to make trouble with him, a person from a small barbecue stall.

The red-haired young man looked at such a mellow and polite boss, smiled, and said, "It's all roasted, and it's not bad for money."

As he said that, he threw a thick wad of banknotes at the boss, which was estimated to be around one hundred thousand.

"This……"

The owner of the barbecue stand took the banknotes with trembling hands, but he soon laughed cheerfully: "Hey hey hey, okay, sir, the skewers will be here soon."

The owner of the barbecue stall was overjoyed, and quickly put the money into the cabinet under the barbecue stall, and then asked his son to pick it up and put it away in the house.

With a stabbing sound, more than a dozen skewers were skillfully brushed with various seasonings by the boss, and then grilled on the red charcoal fire.

"Gentlemen, sit down first."

The boss flatteringly pointed to the empty seat beside him, and then asked his son to pour tea and some small desserts for the guests.

"Ah... Captain, can you finish eating after ordering so much?"

After sitting down, Iruka in black clothes asked suspiciously. Looking at the red-haired young man Yasuo turned into, and the straw hat kid who kept eating desserts, he felt that the painting style was a bit wrong.

Yasuo waved his hand, glanced at the little baron turned into Luffy, and said weakly, "I'm afraid I won't be enough for him."

Before Yasuo finished speaking, the little baron had already eaten all the desserts, and even picked up the plate and licked a few mouthfuls, with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

At this time, a spirited young man walked by the barbecue stand, smoking a cigarette, and said casually, "Boss, bring us another ten skewers of squid."

"I'm sorry, young man, all these skewers have been bought, and the skewers are sold out tonight."

"What? I said boss, you don't want to give our Qinglong gang face, right?"

"what!"

"You...you are from the Azure Dragon Gang?"

The owner of the barbecue stand turned pale with fright, and even dropped the brush in his hand to the ground, becoming nervous.

Seeing the tense look of the owner of the barbecue stall, the idle guy raised his head and said triumphantly: "Hmph, I am Zhu Yuanye, the leader of Qinglong Gang Tongluo Street!"

"what!"

"You... are Zhu Yuanye!"

The owner of the barbecue stall took two steps back subconsciously, terrified in his heart. He had heard of Zhu Yuanye, and the protection fee for the section of Tongluo Street was all handed over to Chen Haonan. He didn't expect that the person in front of him was the leader of Tongluo Street. Bamboo field.

"Ye... Brother Ye, don't be impulsive, I'll go ask someone, discuss it with him, and let me give you some skewers."

"do not!"

"You grill your skewers, where are the people, I will discuss with them."

Zhu Yuanye, who was wearing a big gold chain, said arrogantly, and then walked towards Yasuo and Iruka following the finger of the barbecue stand owner.

"Hey, red-haired boy, I heard that you bought all the skewers?"

Yasuo was taken aback by the sudden voice, and turned his head to take a look. It turned out that he was just a gangster, so he said with a smile: "Young man, we bought it, what's wrong?"

"what happened?"

"You bought them all, so what will my brothers eat?"

Takehara wildly threw the cigarette to the ground, and in an instant, four gangsters surrounded him from the table next to him.

"Xiaoyun, come in quickly!"

The owner of the barbecue stall hurriedly drove his teenage son into the house, then closed the door, and continued to grill the skewers by himself, hoping that the two unkind people would stay away.

"Hey, everyone, what do you want to do?" Yasuo calmly pointed at the drunken gangster, feeling a little funny.

Seeing the two groups of people who were about to fight, the owner of the barbecue stall rushed over flatteringly, and said, "Hey hey, gentlemen, can you give some skewers to Brother Nan and the others? Tonight's consumption is counted as my treat .”

"late!"

In front of his younger brother, Zhu Yuanye roared arrogantly, kicked the barbecue stall owner away, and said loudly: "Brothers, our Qinglong gang has always been the only one who bullies others. Tonight, the red-haired kid is looking for trouble. You know What should I do?"

"Do him!"

Four or five punks roared in unison, staring fiercely at Yasuo.

Glancing at the middle-aged boss lying on the ground, Yasuo suddenly sneered: "Hehe, arrogant!"

Saying that, he rushed to Zhu Yuanye in an instant and raised his palm.

"Snapped!"

Loud slaps resounded throughout the barbecue booth, and everyone looked at the smiling Yasuo and Zhu Yuanye with a red slap print on his face in shock, and got angry.

Slap big brother in the face in front of little brother, is that okay?

"Kill him for me!"

Takehara shouted angrily, took out a sharp kunai from his body, and stabbed Yasuo directly, while other gangsters picked up wine bottles and greeted Yasuo one after another.

Bang bang bang!
There was a dull sound of fists and feet, and four or five gangsters and Zhu Yuanye all flew around, curled up on the ground in pain.

"Is the boss all right?"

Yasuo smiled and helped the owner of the barbecue stand up.

The owner of the barbecue stall looked at Yasuo in shock, got up quickly, and said, "No...it's okay."

"Hehe, as long as it's okay, you can continue to barbecue for me, we are all hungry."

"good good good good."

The owner of the barbecue stand nodded quickly, not daring to resist, and after glancing at Zhu Yuanye curled up in the stinky ditch, he started grilling again.

The two little bastards who had struggled to get up hurriedly ran to Zhu Yuanye's side. Looking at the big brother whose butt was stuck in the ditch and foaming at the mouth, the two of them wanted to help Zhu Yuanye up without even thinking about it.

"what!"

The moment the two were exerting force, Zhu Yuanye yelled in pain, and said with a pale face: "Don't move, it's broken, call someone!"

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(PS: Grandpa, do you have a ticket? Just give me one! Anyway, there is no money for the recommended ticket, blah blah blah...)
(End of this chapter)