Woman, it only affects the speed at which I draw my sword

Su Chen listened to the bickering between the two and it was a little funny, so he ordered the food, and his eyes fell to the side of the road. He saw a 40-year-old man with an unshaven beard and a dirty body like a homeless man squatting there, staring at him for a moment. Looking at the food on the table next to the guest.

He wondered, homeless people are rare these days, especially in a big city like Tiannan, where even beggars are rarely seen on the streets, where did this person come from?
Su Chen's gaze stayed on his face for a moment, and he felt that the other party looked downcast, but his hands and feet were healthy, and there was an inexplicable perseverance in his expression, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a person who was too lazy to work and couldn't afford to eat.

Maybe there is some difficulty.

The food came out quickly, and a few people poured beer. Heizi picked up the wine glass and said to Su Chen with a smile: "Brother Chen, you are the host today, let's say a few toasts."

Su Chen was a little funny, "I didn't see it, you are not very old, but you are very particular, um. You come from all over the world, and it is fate to live in the same dormitory. I hope the few of us can get along until graduation smoothly. .”

"Okay, cheers to graduation!"

Su Chen felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this statement. The military training hadn't ended yet, so it looked like he was graduating soon.

After drinking a glass of cold beer, the whole person felt refreshed. Su Chen picked up a dish with chopsticks and just put it into his mouth, when he suddenly saw that the homeless man looked at his table.

He thought for a while, then smiled at the man and said, "Uncle, why don't you come over and have something to eat?"

Heizi and the three of them followed Su Chen's gaze and frowned when they heard this.

"Brother Chen, don't recruit these dubious people, be careful that they rely on you."

Su Chen shook his head and said: "Just have a meal together, what is there to rely on, who hasn't had a difficult time?"

Heizi was about to say something more, but suddenly his eyes dimmed, and the homeless man had already sat beside him, and he swallowed back the words, but moved the chair to the other side.

Su Chen was a little surprised. When the homeless man stood up just now, he realized that this man was about 1.8 meters tall, with a strong figure, and he was a big man.

He stretched out his hand to call the boss, and after adding a pair of bowls and chopsticks, the homeless man was not polite, he picked up the chopsticks and ate a big piece, without saying a word from the beginning to the end.

Heizi and the others were very dissatisfied. I have never seen such a rude person. He didn't even say thank you when he invited you to dinner. He was like a pig, he only knew how to eat.

Su Chen didn't care, and said thoughtfully, "Eat slowly, don't worry, and order more if it's not enough."

Seeing him eating so unscrupulously, several people lost their appetites, they just stared at the homeless man in front of them, and after a while, the plate in front of them was already emptied by him.

He mentioned the beer next to him, and after taking a sip, his brows were slightly frowned, and the homeless man finally said the first sentence, "Is there no white one?"

Su Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses, and shouted into the shop: "Boss, bring a bottle of white wine."

The baijiu in this kind of barbecue stand is relatively ordinary, and the homeless man is not particular about it. Once he catches the baijiu, he pours it hard, and directly dries up half a bottle.

You know, this is a one-jin bottle, and there are many people who can drink half a catty of liquor, but few people can do it straight away like him.

Seeing that he was drinking so hard and still not blushing or panting, Su Chen and the others were a little dumbfounded.

This is really meeting an alcoholic.

Heizi and the others secretly thought.

Su Chen ordered a lot of dishes, but they didn't eat much. Most of them went into the homeless man's stomach. He wondered if he should find another place to eat again. Not having fun.

Just about to get up to pay the bill, he suddenly saw a few gangsters walking towards him not far away. The leader was a yellow-haired man with a flower tattoo on his arm. He walked up to Su Chen with a half-smile and stopped.

"You are Su Chen?"

Huang Mao played with the switchblade in his hand, and asked with a grumpy face.

Su Chen frowned, "Is there something wrong?"

He recalled it carefully, and he didn't have any intersection with the person in front of him, let alone know each other.

Huang Mao laughed, "That's fine, someone asked me to warn you, be a low-key person, don't think you have two money, and just go around everywhere."

Su Chen didn't know when he was embarrassed. Judging from the other party's words, it was obvious that he was ordered by someone. He raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking of something, "He Ziyan asked you to come?"

"Don't care who sent me here." Huang Mao stretched out his hand and patted Su Chen's face, "Anyway, there are some people you can't afford to offend, so I will teach you a little lesson today, so that you can remember it."

After he finished speaking, he punched Su Chen in the stomach, but fortunately, Su Chen was on guard, took a step back, and dodged it.

Huang Mao immediately lost face when he saw this, and scolded angrily: "How dare Xiaobi hide? Brothers, show him some color."

Several people behind him immediately rushed forward.

Seeing someone making trouble, the other guests at the side hurriedly retreated to the distance for fear of harming Chi Yu, but they did not leave, but watched the excitement.

And Heizi and the others have long been in a panic. Although they are not much different in age from these gangsters and have fought and fought in school, these people in front of them are different from students. Everyone has knives. Once they start their hands, they are suddenly stabbed. That's no joke.

When he was hesitating whether to go up to help, Su Chen had already been beaten to the left and right. He had never fought much before, and the other party rushed up together. How could he be an opponent?

But after a punch came down, seeing that he couldn't run away, he felt ruthless in his heart, hugged the yellow hair closest to him, and threw a punch towards his face.

He used all his strength in this punch, and Huang Mao was stunned, and the nosebleed immediately flowed down.

He looked at Su Chen in surprise, obviously he didn't expect that this kid would dare to fight back, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, he cursed something in a low voice, took out his dagger and stabbed at Su Chen.

Su Chen was unarmed, so there was no way he could parry him. Seeing that the dagger was about to stab him, at this moment, a hand was firmly embedded in Huang Mao's hand holding the murder weapon.

Huang Mao looked up and saw that it was a vagabond of five big and three rough, and scolded angrily: "This matter has nothing to do with you, if you don't want to die, just let me get out of the way!"

As he said, he struggled hard, but found that the opponent's hand was like an iron hoop, and he couldn't break free with all his strength!
The homeless man glanced at Su Chen, and then exerted force on his hand, only to hear a 'bang' sound, and the switchblade fell to the ground. Huang Mao felt that his wrist was about to be crushed, and bent down in pain, ouch, wailing.