I Don’t Want To Be Popular

March is the month when spring begins. At this time, the cold air is still lingering, but the warm air is about to arrive. The weather is not calm, especially on the Xiangcheng side, where continuous rain and bright sun coexist.

Even more exaggerated is that the temperature has reached 29 degrees, approaching 30.

Under the leadership of several hosts, Chen Chuan went to a famous barbecue stall in Xiangcheng to eat grilled scorpions.

Grilled scorpion is also a specialty here.

There are many benefits to eating this thing, in the words of a female doctor, it is "good for men".

"There are grilled scorpions in many places, but this one is the most classic. First put the scorpions in 37 degrees water, it will release all the poison, then add oil, and then wear them into skewers, which tastes better. This It's the most scientific way to eat." Half a pot of wine introduced.

A group of seven people called for three drivers and drove three cars, Range Rover, Jaguar, and a8 to a restaurant called "Niu Ji Barbecue".

Due to the hot weather, tables and chairs for food stalls have been placed outside the store.

The seven went over and sat down, half a pot of wine, ordered grilled scorpions and other dishes, and brought two grapes of local beer.

Since I just finished eating Japanese food, I didn't order too much, just tasted fresh and used it for the next wine.

Fengyue and the female doctor are both Xiang girls.

Xiangcheng has Yuelu Mountain, Mingyue Mountain, mountains and waters. The personality of Xiang girls combines the shade of water and the spiciness of peppers. Both in appearance and figure, they have a unique flavor. It can be said that they are a collection of Jiangnan women. Shui Ling is soft and gentle with the frank and passionate northern women.

Looking at the street, Xiang girls are more beautiful, and the most important thing is that they speak Mandarin, although they are not very standard, but their voices are gentle and pleasing, and they have no resistance. They are kind of like even if they encounter conflicts. Can't bear the feeling of quarreling with her.

Moreover, they all have the feeling of being indifferent to others, and people have the desire to protect.

In comparison, Zhang Ya, a cousin from the north, seems more straightforward and prefers female men.

"It's said that Xiang girls are passionate, is there such a thing?" Chen Chuan asked curiously.

"Yes, not only passionate..." said the female doctor.

"There's still more water." Fengyue answered smoothly, covering her mouth after receiving it.

"Tsk, your little mouth is sharp enough. Before I finished talking, I was robbed by you. Whether it is a Hunan girl or a Sichuan girl, when you meet a good young man like the boss, you are not passionate and passionate. "The female doctor said.

"There is not much water, and there are too many." Feng Yue said again.

"..." Chen Chuan has become accustomed to the way the Erxiang sisters chat.

Everyone talked and laughed, and soon after the roasted scorpions came up, they ate.

There was a basketball court next to it. After playing the ball, a group of people came over and sat down and started to tap the strings.

Zhang Ya frowned and saw Yu Peng, a familiar face among the group.

It was the boy who pulled her hair in the afternoon and suffered half a pot of wine and a cigarette.

"Cousin, look..." Zhang Ya reminded.

Chen Chuan looked at the group of people who came in together.

Then Yu Peng also noticed here. He whispered to a young man headed by him, and pointed at the four men on Chen Chuan's side.

The young man at the head was a ponytail. After listening to Yu Peng, he walked towards a few people.

Half a pot of wine said in a low voice, "This Mawei is called Brother Wei, the son of the Xiangnan Light Industry Group, the boss, I will say hello."

Seeing Chen Chuan nodded, half a pot of wine stood up and smiled: "Hey, what a coincidence, Brother Wei, I ran into you here, just right, the new roasted scorpion, you taste it, and by the way, I toast you."

Half a pot of wine picked up a new glass, poured the beer, and put his hands in front of the ponytail man.

Snapped!

The ponytail man took the beer and directly raised it on the face of half a pot of wine.

The cold beer made half a pot of wine aroused, but he didn't say much.

Half a pot of wine smiled awkwardly: "Brother tail is doing this..."

A cigarette and the storyteller also stood up.

"What did you two stand up for, did I let you stand?" Mawei looked at them.

A cigarette and the storyteller sat down again.

"Sit down?" Mawei said again.

The two stood up again.

Chen Chuan was lowering his head to eat the roasted scorpion, half a pot of wine was raised with a face of wine, and the wine was spilled on his clothes.

Putting down the roasted scorpion, Chen Chuan wiped his mouth with a tissue and looked at the ponytail man.

Female doctor, Fengyue, Zhang Ya and the three women are also nervous.

"Who did it to Yu Peng this afternoon?" Ma Wei asked.

"I hit him a few times, Brother Wei, I'm sorry, I apologize to him. Then who, little brother, I'm sorry, let's have a drink? Brother, I will pay you a compensation?" Half a pot of wine said.

Yu Peng sneered: "Drink a drink and you're done riding a horse? How did you beat me in the afternoon? Tell my tail brother, Rough Nima. Aren't you quite capable? Now pretending to be grandson here?"

"Yu Peng, how do you curse?" Zhang Ya said.

"Shut up, stinky women dare to black me out?" Yu Peng pointed to Zhang Ya, "I'll clean up you later!"

"You!" Zhang Ya stuck, and looked at the dozen people behind Mawei.

Mawei said: "Yu Peng, how did they beat you? Go and fight back."

At this time, a few people came out of the barbecue shop.

"Hey, brother tail is here, you sit down, the old rules will give you skewers, today is free, brothers eat and drink, eat and drink whatever you want, okay?" said the person who looks like the boss.

Half a pot of wine also said: "Brother Tail, I don’t know this little brother has anything to do with you, I’m really sorry. I’m doing things for Brother Hao, can you look at Brother Hao’s face? Simply deal with it. After all, I still have friends here."

"Then you slap yourselves twice and blow 10 bottles of beer each." Mawei said, "This one wearing a baseball cap, also together."

The person wearing a baseball cap refers to Chen Chuan.

Because of the strong sunlight during the day, in order to shade, he spent 10 yuan on the roadside to buy a cottage Yankee hat. This copycat is made in a beautiful way, and the two-dimensional code is printed on the card, and it says "Please scan the code with WeChat to verify the authenticity". There are a lot of genuine products in his house, and he can't tell the authenticity.

In fact, this brand of hat is produced by Chu Dayong’s textile factory under the authorization of authenticity.

During the New Year, Chu Dayong gave him two boxes of genuine products.

Pulled away.

In this barbecue stall.

Met Yu Peng who was beaten in the afternoon.

Yu Peng complained to Mawei.

Mawei asked these people to slap themselves and drink 10 bottles of beer, including Chen Chuan.

Half a pot of wine said: "Brother tail, is your request difficult? I came up to apologize and apologize to you. You just put a glass of wine on my face, I didn't say anything, it's almost done. I have friends here today. , I don't want to cause trouble."

Bang!

Mawei lifted a foot and kicked **** the belly of half a pot of wine.

"Wow!" Half a pot of wine was kicked and bent over.

With this movement, all the people eating barbecue here stood up and ran away.

Half a pot of wine covered his stomach, and sucked in a cold breath.

A cigarette and a storyteller stood by the half-pot of wine and supported him.

Mawei said: "Come, come and stand in front of me, stand up straight, give you a little more, I will let you know what it is."

Half a pot of wine slowly walked over and stood straight in front of Mawei.

As soon as Mawei lifted his foot, he kicked it again, and half a pot of wine was kicked out again.

"Come here again, continue." Mawei said.

Half a pot of wine covered his stomach and walked over, the horse's tail raised a foot, and the third foot was still aimed at the position of the belly just now.

Bang!

The storyteller blocked Ponytail's foot with one foot.

"Brother Tail is almost done, so many people are watching." The storyteller pushed his glasses.

"Do you dare to block? Find death and fight." Mawei said softly, and took a step back.

A dozen young people beside him struck at the storyteller.

The barbecue stall was suddenly in chaos.

Half a pot of wine, a cigarette, the three storytellers winked, and ran to the nearby basketball court together.

More than a dozen young people chased the past, chasing three people to fight.

Zhang Ya turned pale with fright, her lips trembled, and asked, "Why are the three of them running to the basketball court?"

The female doctor said: "Playing over there, if someone calls the police, it can be said to be playing basketball on the court, but the conflict is a little bit fierce."

"So experienced..." Zhang Ya said, "Do you want to call the police?"

"No, little scene." The female doctor said to Chen Chuan again, "Boss, do you want to stay in the car for a while?"

Chen Chuan stood up, walked to the basketball court and looked at the dozens of people fighting inside.

Female doctor, Fengyue, Zhang Ya and three women stood behind him.

The warm yellow street lights are already on, and there are lights next to the basketball court.

There was a drizzle in the sky.

Chen Chuan found out the zippo black ice lighter with the words "Xiang Qin Xiang Ai" printed on it. This was the lighter Qin Mei gave her before she went abroad. He kept wearing it.

Chen Chuan turned on the lighter, lit a cigarette, played with a flower cover in his hand, smoked slowly, and looked ahead.

The female doctor took out the golf club from the a8 car and stood by.

"Wife! Give it to me!" the storyteller yelled.

The female doctor ran forward two steps and threw the club over.

The storyteller jumped up to receive it, squeezed the cue up, and flew one at a time.

The three of them are back to back, but they are worthy of these dozen young people.

Seeing how neatly they acted, Chen Chuan also understood why the female doctor said there was no need to call the police.

Of these 3 people, hitting more than a dozen people is not so hard. Half a pot of wine and a cigarette are for fitness. It’s easy to understand. This storyteller is thin and weak. Wearing gold glasses is also a good example of combat power. It is simply not good to look, no wonder I can find a female doctor. A highly educated and beautiful wife.

five minutes later.

Except Mawei and Yu Peng, the other party hadn't done anything. The other dozens were put down by the storyteller with half a pot of wine and a cigarette.

The three of them were standing back to back, supported in the rain, and seemed to be unstable.

However, this picture was actually a bit inexplicable, after all, it was 3v10+, and it was still standing.

Several black mpvs stopped silently beside the court, the doors opened silently, and more than two dozen people carried the guy into the court.

Chen Chuan was smoking a cigarette and had been watching from the sidelines for long enough.

Zhang Ya said: "Brother, there's another person...the three of them can't hold it..."

Feng Yue said: "Boss, should I call and shake people? I know people too, or... call the police?"

The female doctor said: "Don't call the police, there will be the first one with Mawei, there will be the second. I'll call Brother Hao..."

Before the female doctor finished her words, she saw Chen Chuan douse the cigarette butts in the rain and bounce them into the trash can.

Afterwards, I saw Chen Chuan, a hurdle as handsome as Dongguan Boy, stepping over the railing and entering the basketball court.

He wore dark jeans, a black sweater, and a black baseball cap, with his hands in his sweater pockets, and he walked in a very beautiful posture.

One of Mawei's little brother, carrying the guy, rushed towards Chen Chuan.

Without leaving his pocket, Chen Chuan lifted his left foot and kicked the guy in the little brother's hand. When his left foot hadn't landed, he turned around and kicked, kicked out with his right foot, and swept his chin on the little brother's chin.

The little brother flew out, lying on the ground motionless.

Then, the second one rushed over.

Chen Chuan did the same, kicking away the guy in the opponent's hand with his left foot, and at the same time, kicking and sweeping the opponent's chin with one kick, sweeping the opponent far away.

Crackling!

He put his hands in his pockets, walked in, and kicked the people who came by with his feet.

The two legs are in the rain curtain under the street lamp, with afterimages, flexible like two whips and sharp like two knives.

The posture of a child with this foot made the female doctor, Feng Yue and Zhang Ya dumbfounded.

The female doctor called "Brother Hao" just now and it was connected.

On the phone, the other side asked, "Hello, Doctor, are you looking for me? What's the matter?"

The female doctor watched Chen Chuan kick in all the way, kicking the young people one by one, all the way to the pony tail, kicking the pony tail out more than ten meters with one foot and hitting the iron net on the side of the basketball court.

From beginning to end, Chen Chuan's hands did not leave his pockets.

"Hello, Doctor?" "Brother Hao" on the other end of the phone asked again.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay Brother Hao, you made a mistake..." The female doctor hung up the phone.

Feng Yue exclaimed: "Be a good Long Dong, no wonder the boss is not in a hurry, Fukuyama has no shadows?"

"This doesn't hit people with hands, it really fits the status of a big boss!" Zhang Ya also rubbed her eyes, as if it was the first time she knew her cousin.

Inside the basketball court.

With half a pot of wine and a cigarette, the three storytellers were also dumbfounded.

Can there be two minutes before and after this?

It can't be described as clean and neat! Is this a mowing game?

Chen Chuan looked back, and there were more than 30 people lying on the ground.

After the pony tail was kicked off, it fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Only the boy named Yu Peng stood on the basketball court. He stood there with his legs swaying like a sieve, looking at Chen Chuan wearing a copycat baseball cap in horror.

Chen Chuan asked: "You are just a college boy, how can you know a social person like Mawei? You are from Rongcheng?"

"Yes, I... My cousin knows Mawei, who introduced me. Brother, don't hit me, I was wrong. I should complain to Mawei. I promise not to disturb Zhang Ya in the future and be responsible for your killing me. OK. I know this time." Yu Peng said with a trembling of his teeth.

Wow!

At this time, an mpv was on and the door opened again, and a man dressed in black clothes, as strong as a black tower, walked down. He was two meters tall and was as strong as boxing champion Tyson.

He walked towards Chen Chuan slowly, and when he approached, he trot to speed up, roaring "snoring" in his throat.

He is like a hill, or like a locomotive, the huge mass brought up by running shakes the basketball court floor.

"Boss, be careful!" Half a pot of wine, the three storytellers shouted in unison.

The storyteller rushed over with a golf club.

However, do not wait for his club to swing out.

I saw Chen Chuan sweep out a whip leg in the air~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This leg cut the air and made a "crackling" sound, really like a whip, quickly and heavily drew it to the black tower. Han's arm.

boom!

The strong man in the dark tower was swept away and soared into the air, flying out like a small tank and hitting the iron net next to the basketball court.

With a crash, half of the iron net was knocked down by the brawny man.

The strong man fell into the iron net, motionless.

The basketball court was extremely quiet, with only the heavier rain falling.

Oh oh oh!

The lights of several police cars flashed from far to near.

"People on the basketball court, please stop immediately and stand still." The horn on the police car sounded, still a female voice.

Chen Chuan took out a cigarette, threw off the lighter and lit it.