The Ultimate Student in the City

Lin Sen looked at this small fried bread shop, which was not too big because of the morning's business, and then glanced back at Li Zedao and said, "It's here."

"Uncle Master, here...is it?" Li Zedao swallowed his saliva and asked cautiously, looking at the fried bread shop in front of him, there was a strange look in his eyes.

He knows that this is definitely not just what you see on the surface, it is just as simple as a small fried bread shop, there must be other secrets in it, such as the headquarters of the martial organization, or for example There is a magnificent basement and so on.

It must always be awesome here, otherwise, why would Master Shu bring himself here?

"Fried Baodian." Lin Sen looked at Li Zedao like an idiot and said, "You don't know how to read?"

"Uh……"

"I haven't eaten breakfast yet. Come and eat it. The fried buns here are delicious." Lin Sen said with a look of aftertaste.

"..." Li Zedao had ten million horses running wild in his heart. He was standing in the breeze, trembling with the smell of fried buns. Shouldn't the plot develop like this? It shouldn’t be just a so-called fried dumpling shop, is it?

"Boss, let's get ten fried buns first, and then two bowls of tofu nao." Lin Sen shouted after entering the store, and then took Li Zedao, who had not yet fully reacted, sat down in an empty seat.

Before the boss could respond, noisy footsteps came, followed by a sneer: "Nima's, I'm very courageous, dare to sit in the position where our boss often sits, isn't it tired of life?"

Lin Sen didn't seem to have heard him, still smiling.

Li Zedao looked back, but his expression was a bit stunned, but he saw five seemingly fluid people standing behind him. Two of them were acquaintances. One of them was smashed in the face by him some time ago. But he kicked the vulgar and the sixth.

The Yakuza and Lao Liu had a arrogant sneer, enjoying the fearful look that they glanced at them from time to time. After all, they are gangsters. If a gangster can't make people feel scared, he still has a face. Do you say you are a gangster?

And when they saw Li Zedao who looked back at them, the smile on his face was already frozen, and then his face was already ruthless.

"It seems... this pan-fried package shop is about to have a murderous crime." The sneer watched Li Zedao gritted his teeth. He could not forget the pain he suffered. The bridge of his nose was cracked and his face was disfigured. He used three kinds of indiscriminate methods...in such an attack by throwing soot, he almost became blind.

"Maybe it was a homicide!" The cruel look on the old sixth's face became even worse.

He has a reason to hate this kid more than the yakuza, and his eyes are almost blind. The thing that makes him cry the most is that because of the severe damage to his lower body, he can't lift his head now, even if it is His favorite coquettish chicken was stimulated in the most coquettish way, and his younger brother was still dying, in a powerless posture.

So the old six secretly vowed that if God could give him a chance to find that kid, he would definitely castrate him! Now that God has really opened his eyes, he has really brought this kid to himself.

"Nephew, your friend?" Lin Sen asked with a smile.

"..." Li Zedao turned his head and said helplessly: "Uncle Master, what you said is a serious insult to me."

Lin Sen laughed and said: "That's right, although you are a turtle, but you haven't been so brain-dead."

"..." Li Zedao only felt that he was hurt again.

"What age is it, and still wearing a vest showing the tattoos on his arms... Damn, it was pasted, the dog chain on the neck... well, it's not real gold at all." Lin Sen pointed to The five people laughed.

"..." Listening to the third, sixth and their three subordinates, their faces turned black for an instant, very ugly.

The tattoos on their bodies are indeed posted. After all, although they are gangsters, they also have ideal gangsters. Who knows if the prodigal will turn back in the future? So just stick it up.

As for the fake gold chain...The money is used to eat, drink, and prostitute, where is there any money to buy real gold chains?

"Nima's, do you know who you are talking to?" a red-haired young man behind the crouched pointed at Lin Sen and cursed. The sentence just now, "Be bold, dare to sit where our boss often sits." Isn't you tired of living?" That's what he said.

"I only know that your mouth will be twitched in a while, and the finger you pointed at me will be broken." Lin Sen said with a smile.

"Oh, the tone is really good." The red-haired young man was exasperated. "Brother 3, Brother 6, I'm not afraid of death when I meet."

"Hey, my brothers have never been looked down upon like this..."

"Since you are not afraid of death, then teach him how to write the word'death'..."

A few gangsters were gearing up, and even more so, there was another gangster who grabbed a chair and was about to smash it at this nasty jerk.

Seeing that it was about to fight, other customers in the store fled out of the store one after another. After all, the chairs don’t have long eyes. What if they are smashed?

The owner of the fried bread shop is a middle-aged man who looks very simple and honest. He was about to be smashed when he saw his shop was about to be destroyed. Then he trot forward and looked at the five people who were waiting for him, then he pleaded "Several brothers, you are all my brothers. It’s not easy for me to open a store to support my family. If you have a lot of money, you will bypass the little brother. Today, all the expenses are counted on the little brother, just like me. Would you like to invite some big brothers to have a meal..."

He has heard the names of the poor and the sixth, and knows that when they beat people, they are always after death. Once they were allowed to do something in the store, wouldn't the store be destroyed?

"Fuck you." Yakusan sneered, "Can you not afford the three-dollar fried fried buns? Do you still need it?

"Big Brother..."

"Brother, fuck, get out!" Old Liu cursed with a vicious expression, and then raised his big foot to kick the troublesome guy away.

"boom!"

The feet that had just been lifted up from Lao Liu instantly became stiff, and the face that was full of hostility and the pleasure of revenge became extremely distorted.

In the next second, he slowly covered his crotch in the stunned gaze of others, and then slowly squatted down.

However, he couldn't squat anymore, because it was so **** painful, so he could only lie down weakly on the greasy floor.

"Oh..." His throat was so painful that it made people around him feel a chill in his lower body.

Li Zedao retracted the kicked foot, then patted the already dumbfounded boss on the shoulder and smiled comfortingly: "Don't worry, it's okay."

"..." The boss was still stunned, he opened his mouth but didn't know what he should say.

The deceased man looked at the wailing sixth child on the ground, and then at Li Zedao who was staring at them expressionlessly, his eyes were already full of surprise and fear.

This guy shot...No, he shot too fast, right? He was sitting there with his back to them just now. When did he stand up and kick the sixth child like this?

The Yakuza suddenly remembered that in the shanty town, he and the sixth child had suffered two big losses in a weird manner. That is to say, they lost too much for granted. This kid’s skill is terrifying, even if they still have four people. It doesn't necessarily take any advantage... No, it can't take any advantage.

So the crickets are a bit regretful, seeing this guy quickly slipped away, what can I pretend to be?

At the moment, the crouched little brother looked back at him, and then scolded: "You are all bastards. It's not easy for the boss to support his family. You still want to make trouble in the store. Is there any morality in the store? Can’t be kind...what do you see? Why don’t you hurry up and take your sixth brother and leave?"

"..." Originally, Dandan was so painful. After hearing the words of the wandan, the sixth child felt that Dandan still had a faint sadness, and even if he could stand up, he wanted to point to the wandan nose. Angrily roared: "Yang San, I'm going to your uncle!"

When the crouch was righteously criticizing his younger brothers, he suddenly felt that he had patted him on the shoulder, but when he turned his head back, he saw Li Zedao looking at him facelessly.

The crouch's heart shrank slightly, and then smiled dryly: "Uh... we really can't fight in other people's stores..."

"Bang!" What responded to him was a heavy punch from the other party, and then vaguely heard the sound of broken bones, and then his eyes went black and he didn't know anything.

The other three gangsters saw that half of the face of their other boss was crushed by a punch, and they were even more frightened. As they looked at Li Zedao with wide eyes, their body was trembling slightly. With.

This is the real cruel person, the posture they used to beat people is simply a petty slapstick, it is simply a shame to compare him like this!

"You..." Lin Sen smiled and pointed at the red hair who had just clamored for a grandson and said, "First smash his mouth and then break the index finger of his right hand..."

Hong Mao's body was shaking more severely. He only now knew that this handsome uncle was really not kidding him.

"If you don't **** your mouth or break your fingers, that's okay." Lin Sen pointed to Li Zedao and said, "Then let my nephew do it for you. He can do it much harder than you. At that time, someone who is not careful, maybe half of his face collapsed, just like the idiot on the ground, his entire arm was broken."

The red hair has soft feet and is already sitting on the ground.