Hold on, we can win

"What did you say? You fucking say it again!"

Huang Mao slammed the table and glared fiercely at the young man in the black jumpsuit.

The small table was already fragile, and it seemed to fall apart after being slapped like this.

In the narrow booth, the proprietress held the spoon with a pale face, very worried about the safety of the small customers.

The little girl was so frightened that she hid behind her mother's legs. When she saw her big brother being attacked by the yellow hair, she was so frightened that she cried "woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

"4..."

"3..."

Huangmao: "?"

Men with non-mainstream hairstyles: "?"

"2..."

Qin Huai picked up the noodle bowl, blew away the oil on the surface, and drank a big mouthful of pork rib soup.

put down the bowl...

"1..."

"You pretend to be your horse..."

Huang Mao finally couldn't bear it any longer, and swung his fists towards Qin Huai's temple.

"what!"

The proprietress yelled out in fright.

Qin Huai felt the wind of the fist, and threw his head back, holding Huang Mao's arm with his left hand, and stood up abruptly.

"Ok?"

Huang Mao realized that his punch had missed, and the boy had firmly grasped his arm.

Just as I was about to react, I felt my head sink.

"boom!!"

Qin Huai grabbed Huang Mao's arm with his left hand, and the next moment he pressed Huang Mao's head with his right hand and slammed it on the table.

The table almost collapsed, and the noodle bowl was shaken so that the juice splashed everywhere, mixed with a piece of noodles on the Huang Maotou.

The movements are smooth and flowing, both steady and ruthless.

Obviously, practiced.

When the yellow hair reacted, he had been pressed and could not move.

The head was in close contact with the table, and a few noodles were draped over it. The arms were twisted on the back, and it hurt a lot to move it.

Being pressed down so easily by a child, Huang Mao felt ashamed and struggled with his teeth gritted.

Qin Huai saw the silver dagger on Huang Mao's waist, he drew it lightly, and threw it in front of Huang Mao's face.

"Clang!"

The dagger flicked a few times on the table, the sharp blade cut across the yellow-haired skin, a trace of red line appeared, and drops of blood oozed out drop by drop.

Qin Huai approached Huang Mao's ear and said softly, "Don't move, you will die if you move."

Don't move... move is death...

Is this what a child can say?

This is the fucking society!

Huang Mao looked at the sharp dagger in front of him and swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva.

He has always been bullying and shy of toughness, but today he met a tough guy, and he was fooled for a while,

The man with a non-mainstream haircut at the side didn't expect things to change so quickly, and was about to step forward to help.

But he saw the young man in a black hoodie staring back at him.

This world-weary look...

It was cold and dark.

The man with the non-mainstream haircut stepped forward to help and stopped, seeing the yellow hair being captured and unable to move, his face was full of pain, and he looked at the dagger in the young man's hand.

He didn't dare to move either.

"Wait for me, I'll call someone!!"

The man with the non-mainstream hairstyle turned around and withdrew, going to shake someone back to help.

At this time, the young man in a black hoodie suddenly saw a young man with a hairy head and carrying fruit walking aside, and hurriedly said, "Stop him!"

Seeing this scene, the dull-haired young man stretched his legs without any hesitation.

"Pfft!"

The flustered guy with the non-mainstream haircut tripped and fell to the ground.

The dull-haired young man quickly pinned down the man with the non-mainstream hairstyle.

It was none other than Shen Lue who was packing noodles for Yu Qingsong at the snack street to take back to the dormitory.

"What's the situation?" Shen Lue asked the man with a non-mainstream hairstyle.

"Xiao Shen, you are here!" The boss held the spoon, his face full of panic and worry.

The little girl who was hiding behind the boss's legs quietly poked her head out when she heard Shen Liao's voice.

His nose was red from crying, tears were still hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he cried out with a grievance, "Brother Shen."

"Don't cry, porridge, tell brother what's wrong?"

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow .

Shen Lue understood now, and comforted him: "It's okay, brother beat the bad guys away!"

Then he said to Qin Huai, "Bring it here first."

"Don't call the police..." Qin Huai said.

Shen Lue glanced at the boss and the little girl, then shook his head.

Qin Huai didn't say anything else, and followed Shen Liao to the corner at the end of the snack street, holding Huang Mao's arm.

There was no light at the corner, and it was dark.

"Give me the knife." Shen Lie looked at Qin Huai.

Qin Huai handed the knife he took from Huang Mao to Shen Lue.

Shen Lue sat on the man with a non-mainstream hairstyle, playing with the cold dagger, and said in an emotionless voice: "This street, don't let me see you in the future."

"Did you hear that?"

"I heard it, I heard it!" The man with the non-mainstream haircut groaned repeatedly with his arm hurting.

Huang Mao was not subdued by Shen Liao, and he was obviously not that afraid of Shen Liao, so he kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

"What about you?" Shen Lue looked at Huang Mao.

Huang Mao still held his breath.

"Three numbers." Shen Lie said playfully while playing with the dagger.

Again?

Countdown addicted?

Where did you children come from?

After learning a few numbers and using them to fiddle with something, the labor and management have stopped talking today.

"3..."

"2..."

"There is no more 1, you can go to die."

Shen Lue's eyes turned cold, and he stabbed the dagger in the direction of Huang Mao's head, which was pinned down by Qin Huai.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Qin Huai was startled, and quickly dragged Huang Mao back.

"puff!!"

The dagger pierced directly into the soil, very close to Huang Mao's temple, which directly paralyzed Huang Mao.

Qin Huai heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the direction in which Shen Lian's dagger was stabbing.

Fortunately, he stabbed on the ground on purpose from the beginning, otherwise he might have been sent away by Huang Mao right away.

"Oh, I missed..." Shen Lie pulled out the dagger and blew on the dirt on it, "Continue."

"What are you going to do, you want to kill someone?" Huang Mao panicked.

He and the man with the non-mainstream haircut are just punks, they know how to do a few tricks, and they bully others with other gangsters, so they only dare to oppress small traders to collect protection fees.

Naturally, it wasn't Qin Huai's opponent who had practiced Sanda since childhood, not to mention Qin Huai and the later tall man who bluffed one after another.

They were a little suspicious of life at the moment, as if they were children and those two guys were gangsters, and they wanted to kill people that they didn't even dare to do.

Qin Huai saw Shen Lue's pretentious momentum, and simply acted in concert.

"Master Shen, why don't you spare his life?"

"Spare his life? Then how can we hang out on this street in the future..." Shen Lue sneered, and said coldly: "It's better to kill one to make an example."

"Master Shen, now is a society ruled by law. You will be responsible for his death. I think he knew he was wrong. Why don't you let them go..."

Qin Huai kicked Huang Mao, "Really!"

When Huang Mao saw that Shen Lie wanted to kill someone, he panicked completely. Why did these children want to kill someone if they disagreed? He fell on the ground trembling and said, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I dare not do it again! Please forgive me! "

At this time, some people had already gathered not far away.

Most of them came to eat, and when they saw the situation in the corner, they thought someone was being bullied.

They took out their mobile phones to take pictures and record videos, and even prepared to call the police.

However, what they didn't expect was that the one who fell on the ground and begged for mercy was the gangster.

"Then get out soon." Qin Huai let go of Huang Mao and kicked him.

Huang Mao got up from the ground and ran away in embarrassment, ignoring the non-mainstream hairstyle that was sitting under Shen Lao's butt.

"What about you? Do you want to go back and be a good person, or were you buried in a hole dug by us today?" Shen Lie held the dagger and patted the non-mainstream face with the back of the knife.

"Be a good man, be a good man! I must be a good man!"

Only then did Shen Lie get up from the man with the non-mainstream hairstyle, kicked him and said, "Get lost."

The man with the non-mainstream hairstyle ran away.

Qin Huai and Shen Huan looked at each other with a smile, stretched out their hands to hit, and then turned around side by side.

The nearby onlookers immediately dispersed, as if the two of them were some heinous people.

"Do we look like bad guys?" Shen Lie looked at Qin Huai.

"I don't necessarily look like it, but you do seem to have the potential to mess with society." Qin Huai said.

"Be humble, you are not bad."

……

After walking a certain distance, Qin Huai said, "Why didn't you call the police just now? What if something happens to you?"

Qin Huai originally wanted to control these two gangsters and hand them over to the police, but Shen Lue wanted to get them to a small corner to deal with them privately.

It's actually quite dangerous.

"They." Shen Lian pointed to the boss and the little girl at the booth ahead.

"They?" Qin Huai glanced at Shen Lue, then at his aunt who was comforting the little girl.

"And them, them."

Look along Shen Huan's hand.

Some sell fruit, some sell roasted sweet potatoes, and some sell sausage skewers and fried noodles.

They all have one thing in common - pushing an old electric tricycle.

The tricycle is only so big, but there are families behind it.

"Do you know why these gangsters only dare to blackmail these small vendors..."

"They can't afford front-facing shops. There is no business license for this kind of roadside paving. If the police come, they will notify the urban management to confiscate their stalls, and they may have to pay a fine," Shen said.

"fine?"

"Yes, otherwise, why would they only dare to open their stalls at night? The law enforcement agencies don't tell these vendors too much. They are not threatened by gangsters, and they don't worry that they can't survive without business. They are high above them. They only have task indicators in their eyes, but they forget The people at the bottom need to eat to survive.”

"If the police are called, these small vendors will have to be driven away."

Shen Lie walked to the roasted sweet potato booth, took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code above, saying, "Old man, here are two roasted sweet potatoes."

Qin Huai's gaze towards Shen Lue was much gentler, less xenophobic, and more trusting and unclear.

Unexpectedly, someone like Shen Lie, who looked like the young master of the rich family, could see this.

……

Qin Huai and Shen Huan came to the aunt's booth selling noodles with bags of steaming roasted sweet potatoes.

"Auntie, it's all right. Call me in the future if something happens, they won't dare to come anymore." Shen Lue said.

"Xiao Shen, Auntie is fine, they just want some money, you have to be careful in the future! What if you get hurt?"

The auntie at the stall wearing a white chef's hat reminded me thousands of times, for fear that the two good children would be injured.

If the man with yellow hair and non-mainstream hairstyle is still here, he will definitely be called wronged. Who is injured!Who is bullying whom!

"It's all right, we're all safe and we're not hurt anywhere."

Shen Lie walked up to the cute little girl, knelt down and patted her head, and said with a smile, "Porridge, do you miss your brother?"

"I think! My brother hasn't come for several days." Congee Congee said with a smile.

"It was busy some time ago, and it will be the same in the future, and I will come every once in a while."

"Yeah!" Congee smiled sweetly.

Shen Lie got up, sat next to Qin Huai and said, "Auntie, let's eat a bowl of sparerib noodles here, and pack a portion of fatty sausage noodles..."

"Oh, by the way, do you still eat? I see you spilled half a bowl of noodles just now."

"I'm not going to eat, I can't finish another serving." Qin Huai shook his head.

"How can this work? You look thin and weak, eat more! Auntie invites you to eat." Auntie began to talk about the following.

Qin Huai was not very good at refusing, and since he was really not full, he acquiesced.

"You two are friends? I haven't seen this young man before!" said the aunt while cooking the noodles.

"Well, he's new here." Shen Lue said.

"Xiao Shen, you have to take good care of him. Seeing that you are so tall and he is so thin, you need to make up for it!"

Shen Lie smiled when he heard the words, looked at Qin Huai and said, "Okay, I will take good care of him."

Qin Huai: "..."

Who wants you to take care of.

The noodles were cooked, and the aunt brought them up.

There are still two servings of sparerib noodles, with plenty of meat and sincerity.

Porridge Congee handed over a handful of garlic, and said with a smile, "Two brothers, eat more! Especially you!"

Qin Huai: "Okay."

Shen Huo turned his head and said to Qin Huai, "Did you hear that, eat more! Grow your body!"

Qin Huai: "..."

……

"You, have you practiced?" Shen Lue took a big mouthful of noodles and looked at Qin Huai with interest.

He didn't expect Qin Huai, who seemed weak and bookish, to act in such a hot style.

The scene where Huang Mao was pressed against the table and drew a knife with his backhand was really handsome.

"I have practiced Sanda for several years." Qin Huai nodded.

"Okay, the backhand grab is indeed like a Lianjiazi."

"You're not bad either. I just thought you were going to stab him."

"It's just to scare him..." Shen Liao gnawed a mouthful of garlic, "By the way, what did you say in that yellow-haired ear when I first came, don't move, you will die if you move? That yellow-haired didn't dare to move immediately, Is this some young and Dangerous rhetoric?"

"If you don't move, you will die if you move."

"Oh, why does it sound familiar?" Shen Lie seemed to hear this sentence often somewhere.

"Yes, it's Ma Chao's lines."

"Grass……"

Shen Luan realized, it turned out that he often heard this sentence in the Canyon of Kings.

As long as the yellow hair had nothing to do with beating the King of Glory, it wouldn't be so hard to be frightened.

……

Once the peak meal time is over, no one comes here at this moment.

The aunt was not busy any more, she stood aside and asked, "Is Xiao Huai from the south too?"

"En." Qin Huai nodded.

"I see, you are like Xiao Shen, the southerners have fallen in love with noodles since they came to the north."

"Come and eat if you have nothing to do in the future. Auntie won't charge you..." Auntie was very grateful to these two young men.

"Thank you for your kindness, Auntie. If you are not busy in the future, you will come here often." Shen Lue said.

"Take this pot of stewed pork ribs with you when you leave later. In the next few days, I will bring porridge back to my hometown..."

Auntie brought out a small basin, put it in a plastic bag, put it next to Qin Huai, and said, "I taught Xiao Shen how to make noodles. If I don't leave the stall, he will eat it for you."

Qin Huai: "?"

Qin Huai was very moved in the first half.

"Hahaha!" Shen Lie laughed out loud, almost spat out the noodles in his mouth.

Under the table, Qin Huai punched Shen Lue's thigh with a stiff face.

hello...

"Have you heard that, don't be joking, look at how skinny Xiao Huai is! Don't waste this pot of ribs, let him eat!" Auntie said seriously.

"Hahaha good, it won't be wasted, I'll give it to him next time..."

Shen Lue was already laughing, pulled Qin Huai and said with an inarticulate smile, "Is it me going to your dormitory, or are you coming to my dormitory?"

come on your horse...

Another punch.

"Why is Xiao Huai's complexion not so good, did he get hurt just now?" Seeing Qin Huai's complexion changed, the aunt became worried.

"I...I want to kill someone."

"what?"

Auntie suddenly turned pale, thinking that Qin Huai wanted to find out about those yellow hairs.

"No, we have to be good children and not cause trouble!"

"I want to kill Shen Liao!"