How bad guys are made

Chapter 70
"Hehe, the little girl's mouth is so sweet, Xiaodong, you have to treat her well." Old Zhangtou nodded with a smile.

"Yes, yes." Wen Dong nodded hurriedly, hoping that the gossip old man would leave quickly.

The old man finally left, and Wendong gave Sun Xiaojie a sneaky look. Fortunately, this girl knew enough was enough, and sat on the stool like Zhang Xiaoyan, which made Wendong heave a sigh of relief.

The draft beer was served first, and Zhang Xiaoyan hurriedly picked up a 2.5L mug of beer and filled the four of them with winking eyes. Seeing that the atmosphere of the four was a little weird, Zhang Xiaoyan raised the glass and looked at Wen Dong and said, "Mr. Wen, I didn't know until later. It turns out that Dagang and I are able to be together thanks to you, the reason why Dagang found such a good job is also thanks to your efforts, so I will offer you a toast on my behalf."

Look at what they said, it sounds comfortable. How did Sun Zhenggang find such a good wife with such good luck? At first glance, he can be the master of the hall and the master of the kitchen, not to mention whether he can go to bed or not. Looking at the rippling expression on Sun Zhenggang's face, one can tell that there are seven or eight out of ten, and Wendong quickly raised his glass: "Sister Zhang, don't use the word 'you', I don't like it, Dagang and I are the same Dude, it’s right to help him, not to mention the two of you, Dagang said that he saw you right the first time he saw you, but he didn’t know what to do, and he didn’t know how to express it. Well, the most I can do is remind him that the two of you are bound by a thousand miles of marriage. When the fate comes, you will meet naturally. Dagang calls me Xiaodong now. If you are not used to calling me Wendong, just call me Wendong. "

"Thousands of miles of marriage are connected by a thread?" Zhang Xiaoyan murmured, her eyes lit up: "Mr. Wen is worthy of being the director of Lanyun, and he is full of talent."

Talented?Sun Zhenggang stared blankly at Wendong. He knew the virtues of this kid very well. Like himself, he was illiterate and had never been to several high schools. If he was with girls from nightclubs, he would really be able to create new poses. , but that has nothing to do with talent.Sun Xiaojie looked at Wendong even more curiously. She has always felt that Wendong's director is a lot of water. This guy came late and left early after work for a few days, not to mention that he didn't do much. The model agency even cheated that fat poor guy for 15 yuan. He usually plays computer games in the office at work. Every time he sees a beautiful female anchor, this guy can't help but reach out his hand on her chest or something. After commenting, the mouth is watering, he is full of talent?

However, the saying that the marriage of thousands of miles is linked by a thread is indeed quite artistic.

"Hehe, it's okay." Wen Dong couldn't hold back the old face that the two brothers and sisters at the table looked at, and said with a sneer.

"This guy's really thick-skinned, but..." Sun Xiaojie turned his head and glanced at Wen Dong, and the white and resolute face became more and more pleasing to the eye.

Wen Dong quickly picked up the wine glass and said: "Hehe, since this is the case, let's drink together, we are all our own people, and there is nothing to restrict."

"Yes, yes, they are all our own people, come and drink." Sun Xiaojie at the side was quick to move and nodded, picking up the wine glass and saying, which seemed to be like a husband and wife.

"Okay, then let's drink together." Sun Zhenggang said happily, picking up his cup.

Wendong and Sun Zhenggang naturally drank it all in one gulp. A glass of beer is equivalent to a bottle. If it was filled a little more, it would be more than a catty. However, draft beer is the only way to drink it. They have always drank it like this, but they did not expect Zhang Xiaoyan He and Sun Xiaojie were also able to drink like this. After they finished drinking, the two of them also finished the whole cup.

"Come on, the rest will be ready soon, the three of you will eat slowly first." The old Zhang said with a bunch of skewers in his hand and put them on the plate on the table.

"Okay, thank you, don't worry." Wen Dong nodded.

The four of them ate and chatted, the sky darkened quickly, the lights set up next to the barbecue stand seemed to be getting brighter, there were more diners around, and three cups were already empty in front of them. Wendong and Sun Zhenggang had a big drink each, and Sun Xiaojie and Zhang Xiaoyan had a drink. Sun Zhenggang hadn't had enough, so he asked Wendong for another drink, but Sun Xiaojie, who seemed to be in a daze, also rushed to get it. A big cup, but Zhang Xiaoyan seems to be quite sober.

When there are too many people at the roadside stall, accidents are easy to happen, but there was an incident at the table next to Wendong and the others. Three young men who looked like thugs competed for a table with migrant workers who were honest enough to drink at first glance, and the result was naturally self-evident. Metaphor.Wen Dong frowned and glanced at the three sloppy-dressed gangsters at the table, but he didn't meddle in his own business. Wen Dong is not a bad guy, so they wouldn't be nosy if they didn't offend him.

It's just that Wen Dong's brows that had just been relaxed immediately frowned again, and he exchanged glances with Sun Zhenggang who was opposite, and both saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.

The three punks did not take their seats, but looked at their table with one foot on the stool, shoulder to shoulder, laughing non-stop, not at their table, but at Zhang Xiaoyan and Sun Xiaojie beside the table, Most of the eyes were focused on Sun Xiaojie. At this time, Sun Xiaojie had already drank in a daze. Her pretty face was flushed because of the alcohol. Not to mention those little bastards, the three little bastards were very itchy to watch. Three pairs of thieves stared at Sun Xiaojie's body, especially the bulging chest and two short skirts. The slender jade legs kept looking at it, the three of them had obviously drunk, the smell of alcohol was spraying from their mouths, and the obscene smile in their mouths was even more obvious.

Wendong glanced at the iron rods that the three gangsters threw on the table casually and frowned. He was not afraid of these gangsters, even if they still had weapons in their hands, but now there are two women here, in case they get hurt But it's not good.

Sun Zhenggang was the best drinker among the buddies. Although he had already drunk a lot, he was still not drunk. When he found that the three gangsters were staring at his sister maliciously, a coldness flashed in their eyes. When he saw the three threaded steel rods on the table, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he casually held the stool legs under him and whispered to Wen Dong: "Xiao Dong, take them away first."

Wendong turned his head and glanced at the three gangsters, and suddenly felt that the three young men were a little familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before, but he couldn't remember them for a while, so he naturally didn't intend to leave, and Sun Zhenggang took the two girls with him when he wanted to leave. The little gangster had a steel rod in his hand, and Sun Zhenggang would suffer if he made trouble, and he also had taekwondo at any rate.

But before Wendong could say anything, one of the three punks with yellow hair suddenly jumped forward with a "Ouch", and those two paws fell on Sun Xiaojie's. on the legs.

Sun Xiaojie obviously drank too much, her eyes were blurred, and the barbecue stall was noisy, so she naturally didn't notice the maliciousness in the eyes of the gangsters at the table next to her, but she was not so drunk that she lost consciousness.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Huang Mao grabbed Sun Xiaojie's thigh, and then stood up giggling, not at all embarrassed.

"Ah!" Sun Xiaojie exclaimed suddenly, and stood up abruptly. When she saw that the tofu was eaten by the gangster, her ruddy face was instantly replaced by anger: "Fucking shit, you're looking for death!" Ah, I even dare to eat my aunt's tofu..." Sun Xiaojie cursed without grace, and then, before Sun Zhenggang, who was facing him, made a move, he raised his high-heeled shoes and kicked fiercely at the underdog who was making cheap money for him... …

Wen Dong frowned hard, then stood up, and the yellow hair in front of him let out a scream...

"Fuck you, are you looking for trouble?" Sun Zhenggang stood up with the bench in his hands, and protected Sun Xiaojie, who was still shaking a little, behind him, staring coldly at the few punks in front of him, but because There were two women on their side, and there were weapons on the other side, so Sun Zhenggang didn't do anything.

Although the barbecue stall is noisy here, most of the people's attention has been drawn to what happened on their side, but they all hold the attitude of watching the excitement as nothing to do with themselves, and no one comes to say a word, even Many men are gloating about their misfortune, who made these two men have such a beautiful woman by their side.

Sun Xiaojie's face was extremely red, and most of her drunken and blurred eyes were awake, full of anger. Huangmao, who had just been kicked by Sun Xiaojie, fell to the ground in pain, moaning in pain continuously.

"Paralyzed, stinky bitch, why do you do it?" The two youths with Huang Mao hurriedly helped up their moaning companions on the ground, and one of them picked up the threaded steel rod on the table and looked at him angrily. Sun Xiaojie.

"Get out of your mind, don't think I don't know your thoughts, dare to eat my aunt's tofu, are you impatient?" Sun Xiaojie saw her brother and Wendong standing beside her, and her words became more confident and her tone became more arrogant , a litany of foul language.

"Eat your tofu? Who can testify that you ate your tofu?" A young man with red hair curled his lips while shaking the steel rod in his hand. His eyes couldn't help looking at Sun Xiaojie's plump chest that was heaving with anger.

Wen Dong has noticed these little gangsters for a long time. There are all kinds of people in places like barbecue stalls. Many people with impure thoughts eat beautiful tofu because they are drunk. After all, there is nothing wrong with eating here. The big man of money, even if the person involved finds out, ordinary girls are afraid to speak up because they are afraid that more things will happen than less things.

These hooligans in front of me are obviously not serious people, their hair is messyly dyed, they are probably the hooligans wandering in the society nearby, and they became lustful when they found that Sun Xiaojie was beautiful. As for the girl next to the beauty The two men were also automatically ignored, and they were not prominent figures at first glance. In addition, two honest migrant workers had just been driven away and robbed their table. Their self-confidence was inflated, so they took the opportunity to eat some tofu, but Sun Xiaojie After discovering it, she was not as afraid of accidents as other girls who dared not speak up. After discovering it, she directly took action. No, she didn't take action, but kicked the man directly, and kicked him in the crotch of the yellow hair...

(End of this chapter)