Siheyuan: I have Lingquan Space and Bistro

Jia Dongxu was so regretful at the moment, and his heart was like a pot of mixed feelings, making him feel very uncomfortable. If he had known that things would turn out like this, he should have given them the money obediently, so as to avoid the trouble now. But there is no regret medicine in the world.

At this moment, the lights in the room he was in were dim and gloomy, as if adding a heavy tone to the depressing atmosphere. The walls around him were mottled and had an old and dilapidated atmosphere, as if they had witnessed countless similar disputes, but remained silent. The air was filled with a faint smell of cigarettes and sweat, which made people feel suffocated.

"Oh, we've gone too far. What can you do to us?" The man stood opposite Jia Dongxu, his eyes as cold as ice in the cold winter, staring at him straight, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile. That smile was full of disdain and arrogance, as if Jia Dongxu was just an ant in his eyes that could be manipulated at will, not worth looking at at all.

"Wouldn't it be better for this guy to be beaten up?" The person next to him shook his head, his face full of impatience, and muttered. His tone revealed a kind of indifference, as if it was none of his business, and he seemed to despise Jia Dongxu's "ignorance of the times". "He just has to resist like this and embarrass others." Others also echoed and talked about it. The room was suddenly filled with noisy and irritating sounds, as if an invisible net had tightly enveloped Jia Dongxu.

Jia Dongxu felt like he was isolated on a deserted island, surrounded by surging malice. He was angry and anxious, but his mind was working quickly, thinking about how to get out of this tricky situation. His palms were already sweating, his lips were trembling slightly, he wanted to refute a few words, but he couldn't find the right words for a while, so he could only blush and point at the man, "I............you............" He couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

The other party obviously had lost his patience. He rolled up his sleeves, and the veins on his thick arms bulged. He was fierce and attacked Jia Dongxu directly. Before Jia Dongxu could react, he felt like a chicken being grabbed by the man. Then, with two crisp "slaps", two slaps landed firmly on his face. The two slaps were so powerful that Jia Dongxu felt a "buzzing" in his head, and stars appeared in front of his eyes. His ears were also buzzing, and his cheeks were burning, as if they were burned by fire.

"Kid, since this is your first time here, I won't be ruthless." The man's eyes were still cold, but the words he spoke were full of unquestionable threats, "If you provoke me again, I won't be so easy to talk to." After that, he swung his hand and threw Jia Dongxu to the ground like a sack. Jia Dongxu's body fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. He felt as if all the bones in his body were broken, and he grimaced in pain.

The man finally walked away with his hands behind his back, looking arrogant, as if this was his territory and he was the king who dominated everything. Jia Dongxu covered his face with tears in his eyes, his watery eyes full of grievance, anger and unwillingness. He looked at the man's back as he walked away, his teeth clattering, and he squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Damn it!"

At this time, an old man walked over slowly. He was wearing old clothes that had been washed so much that they looked bleached. His face was covered with wrinkles, and each wrinkle seemed to contain a story of the past. The old man looked at Jia Dongxu, shook his head helplessly, sighed and said, "Why are you doing this, kid? Just let him scold you a few times, and just hand over the money on your own initiative." His tone contained both sympathy for Jia Dongxu and a hint of regret for not being able to make good use of his talents. "Look at how you've become like this now. How miserable you are."

Jia Dongxu raised his head, looked at the old man with tearful eyes, and asked with a hoarse and aggrieved voice: "Did you do this before?" The old man waved his hand and said: "No, he wasn't here when I came. But you have to be careful later. This man obviously holds a grudge against you. You have to be more careful in the future." As the old man spoke, he patted Jia Dongxu's shoulder, as if to comfort him, and as if to remind him to be careful in the future.

After telling Jia Dongxu a few words, the old man turned and walked out the door, saying that he was going to the toilet. Jia Dongxu looked at the old man's back as he left, and felt more and more helpless.