Golden Fishing Village

After going out, he heard a scream from a distance.

There were graves all around, the heavy rain had just stopped, and the wind was still a little cold. Coupled with the scream, it was quite spiritual.

Ao Muyang put away his clothes, and then walked slowly towards the sound.

Tu Yichan was once his idol. When he first went to the capital to work in a hotel, he was somewhat inferior. When he mentioned that he was from Hongyang, the hotel's top chef praised Tu Yichan a lot, which made him proud at the time.

Now, this idol was beaten and screaming...

He walked forward while sighing, and heard the big hands shouting from a distance. What they said was different from what he guessed: "Fuck you, old dog, open your mouth!"

"Open your mouth, hit him on the head, and beat him to death!"

"No, no, no, open his mouth first, Wozhi Sandezi is in trouble!"

"Ah, ah, ah! Open your mouth! Pull him away for me! It hurts!"

The sound came from the woods at the edge of the cemetery. Ao Muyang walked over and saw a man lying on the ground, with a little old man lying on the man, and four or five burly men surrounding him...

The big men punched and kicked the little old man, and the little old man was motionless as if he was dead, but he just bit the neck of the man under him fiercely. The man was in great pain and didn't even dare to struggle, so he could only scream at the top of his lungs.

When Ao Muyang arrived, someone was about to attack the old man's back of the head. He grabbed the big man and threw him back, saying, "Do you want to kill someone?"

In a few seconds, he easily pushed away several angry big men, then grabbed the old man and pinched his jaw with his hands. The old man subconsciously opened his mouth, and he pulled him away with both his life and death.

This old man was really hot-tempered and wanted to turn around and bite him.

Ao Muyang grabbed his neck and frowned, saying, "Old man, don't be ungrateful. I'm here to save your life."

The big man on the ground wailed and climbed up. He wiped his neck and his hand was full of blood. He was immediately angry and jumped up and kicked out, "I want your life!"

Ao Muyang stepped back, and the big man kicked the old man and knocked him to the ground.

Others came up and punched and kicked the old man. The old man curled up and covered his head with his hands. He continued to be motionless and did not wail.

The big guys hit him a few times, and Ao Muyang went up again and said: "Alright, alright, you want to kill someone? Aren't you afraid of the boss's punishment?"

A big guy turned around and pushed him: "Who are you..."

Before he finished speaking, Ao Muyang grabbed his arm and rushed forward, holding his chest with his shoulder and then threw him over his shoulder with both arms.

'Bang! '

The ground was soft after the rain, and it seemed to shake a few times when he went up.

The big guy whose neck was bitten had red eyes, and he jumped up and kicked him again when he saw him doing it.

Ao Muyang quickly turned sideways and kicked back, and he kicked the thug who jumped in the air in the lower abdomen, knocking him to the ground!

"Let's be merciful, brothers." Ao Muyang said sinisterly, "Do you have to kill someone? When you get into trouble, the boss will have to clean up the mess. If it affects this casino, who will be responsible?"

Several people looked at each other and finally stopped.

One of the big men asked cautiously: "Hey, who are you?"

Ao Muyang smiled and said: "You are the customers. I will take this old man away. I will keep an eye on him for the time being and will definitely not let him cause trouble for the place."

After that, he took out a few packs of Furongwang from his pocket and threw them to everyone, one pack for each person.

The big men left with cigarettes. Originally, they just wanted to drive Tu Yichan away, not to really kill him. If Tu Yichan hadn't bitten people and said something cruel, they wouldn't even do it.

After all, it happened too many times and they were tired of it.

The little old man lay on the ground motionless. Ao Muyang squatted down and asked: "Old man, is he dead?"

There was still panting.

Ao Muyang asked again: "Grandpa, are you Tu Yishao?"

The old man slowly turned over, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Give me a root of Furong Wang."

Ao Muyang smiled and said: "You have a good eye."

The old man repeated: "Give me a root of Furong Wang, buddy."

Ao Muyang took out a box of Kaifeng, and then said embarrassedly: "I don't smoke, and I don't have a lighter."

The old man fumbled in the bag in his arms, first took out a one-liter peanut oil bottle, which was filled with yellow-orange liquid, and he fumbled again and took out a lighter.

Ao Muyang lit it for him, and the old man said, "Be careful, don't let the fire get close to the bottle, there is gasoline in it."

This startled him, and he said, "Gasoline? Why do you bring this?"

The old man took two deep puffs of the cigarette, and then said viciously, "Burn down this damn nest of harm!"

Ao Muyang picked up the gasoline bottle and looked at it, and said, "You know this is a nest of harm, so why did you come?"

"It's too late to know it." The old man smiled bitterly, "My life has been ruined by this thing."

"It's not too late, it's not too late to know this truth now, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot." Ao Muyang said, "As the saying goes, the best time to plant a tree is ten years ago, and the second best time is now."

The old man's turbid eyes fluctuated violently, he smoked hard, a cigarette burned at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the remaining ashes fell.

Watching the ash fall from his trembling hands, Ao Muyang sighed: "Let's go, old man, don't come here again, why are you still making trouble? They haven't beaten you to death, which is considered to be the most righteous for you. You have to know that this is the territory of the Black Society, not a charity organization."

Tu Yichan became excited and said: "Let them beat me to death, if you dare, beat me to death, otherwise I will burn this place down!"

Ao Muyang smiled bitterly and said: "If you must destroy this place, go to the police station and report them."

Tu Yichan shook his head: "This is not in line with the rules of the underworld, and if I report it, they can really beat me to death."

Ao Muyang was speechless for a moment, it turned out that the old man was just being stubborn.

He waved his hands in boredom and said, "What's the point of arguing with them? Okay, okay, old man, go back, go home."

Tu Yichan smiled strangely and said, "Home, hehe, where do I have a home?"

Ao Muyang pondered for a while and said, "If you don't have a home to go back to, I have a resort. Are you interested in working in the kitchen? The salary is not very high, but I can provide for you in your old age."

Tu Yichan raised his trembling right hand and said, "With this hand, what do you do in the kitchen? Sweep the floor?"

Ao Muyang said, "You can't cook by yourself, you can take apprentices. Your family's ancestral craft, are you willing to break in your hands?"

Tu Yichan shook his head in despair and said, "It's just cooking skills, not a national heritage. If it breaks, it breaks."

After smoking, he put the bottle into his bag, then stood up with the help of a tree, staggered forward with a bent waist.

Ao Muyang said, "In fact, your tendons can be cured. Just go to the hospital for surgery."