It was very old in the 34th year of Guangxu. The architectural style was like the old courtyard in the capital. There was a circle of wing rooms around the yard, each wing room was a private room, with a kang and a warm stove, and it was steaming.

There are some trees planted in the yard, corn and peppers are garnished, but the protagonist is a big peeling dog.

These dogs were peeled like killed sheep and hung them on the branches with hooks. Because the canine teeth were mixed, the grinning dog's mouth exposed two rows of white teeth, which was very ferocious.

These dogs were stolen, and one of them had not been dealt with. It was the tail of the golden retriever. Yang Shubao could recognize it at a glance because he dealt with the golden retriever every day.

No one would use a dog like a golden retriever to make meat dogs. A puppy alone costs several hundred yuan. How can you make a profit if you sell meat?

It was already evening, with the setting sun as blood, and the peeled dog corpse was dripping blood. However, the weather was so cold that the dog blood could not fall off and was iced on the ground. Blood ridges hung on it, which made Yang Shubao feel uncomfortable.

The cold sunset shines on the red dog corpse, which is extremely cruel.

It was dinner time in the evening, and many people came to eat dog meat. The yard was full of people and the atmosphere was warm.

When they saw them entering the door, a waiter glanced at him and asked, "Boss, have you booked in advance?"

Yang Zhengnian sternly said: "Song Huazi, Song Huazi, come out for me!"

As soon as he heard the tone of the waiter, he knew that he was here to find trouble. He curled his lips and shouted, "Second brother, someone is here to find fault again."

In the 34th year of Guangxu, they were uneasy because they stole dogs, so anyone who lost their dogs in Jixiang County would come to find them.

A bald man wearing a big gold chain led a few young men out of the eaves. He stepped like a meteor, his eyes were bright, and he was very stylish: "Is it the one who made me come to seek death? Is it right for those crying ghosts to eat or not the other day?

The man was burly and 1.9 meters tall, with a bald head and a tattoo on his scalp and a ferocious face. Yang Zhengnian was a little cowardly after meeting him. He was an honest commoner after all.

But Yang Shubao was not afraid. He knew that this was just a gangster, and there were no gangsters in the country now.

South Africa is different. Not only does South Africa have gangs, but also fleeing bandits who kill people like a lot. For example, the Scimitar Gang, who had previously killed people in a small town, had killed such people, so he had no pressure to face the gangster.

He blocked his father behind him and stared at the big man and asked, "Who is the head of this family? Let him get out and send the dog over to me quickly. Hurry up, don't have time to procrastinate with you!"

In his hometown, conflicts are solved by background and fists. Whatever rituals are first and then soldiers is nonsense, so Yang Shubao is straightforward and avoids some humiliation.

There are many ethnic minorities at the foot of Changbai Mountain, and the mountain people are tough in nature. The more polite the conflict, the more polite the more people look down upon it. No one will be regarded as high-quality, but will only be a soft boy.

When the man heard this, he was a little stunned. He looked at Yang Shubao carefully and said, "Oh, who is the crotch that has not closed and exposed you. Where did you come from? It's so fierce, little brother..."

While saying that, he reached out to pinch Yang Shubao's face. As soon as he reached out, Yang Shubao waved his hand and slapped him.

Raising your hand is like lightning, and slapping your hand is like thunder.

At most, the big man has trained muscles in the gym. His reaction speed is no different from that of ordinary people. He can't avoid this slap.

Yang Shubao did not suck his face, but sucked backwards directly at the place where his cheeks and neck were connected.

There is a carotid sinus here, and a strong blow will cause carotid sinus fainting.

The big man couldn't bear it, and he fell to the ground with his eyes rolling.

Yang Zhengnian was startled and hurriedly grabbed him and said, "What are you doing with your son?"

Yang Shubao is now used to taking ruthless measures in the face of conflict, but he did not use the elf arcane technique, which is already a light attack.

He said to his father, "It's okay, Dad, he just fainted and would wake up in a while."

This is the best way to warn the other party. If he slapped the other party in the face, it would leave scars. If the other party was old, he could go to examine the injuries, and then Yang Shubao would be held criminally responsible.

It is easy to deal with the carotid sinus fainting. When a person wakes up, he has nothing to do and cannot identify any injuries.

Seeing that the boss was slapped over, the two young men following behind were numb. One quickly went to support the boss, and the other rushed up to fist at Yang Shubao and shouted: "You..."

Yang Shubao took a step forward and raised his hand like a pliers to pinch the young man's neck. He leaned over and laughed in the young man's ear: "I've been roaming in Africa, and I've killed anyone. I'm not teasing you. Let you be the head of the family come out quickly, otherwise you will die and your parents and wife will not know who can raise them."

The young man is an ordinary gangster. He has worked in other places for several years and watched the nightclub for KTV. He is recruited to come back. He usually spends more time playing Kuaishou than he does on the road. At most, he is a blind wanderer and is not a hooligan.

Daguang behind, Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang and the Fourth Uncle Yang brought people to the scene. Several cars drove to the door and rushed in, and the yard was suddenly in chaos.

Seeing that the situation was not good, a waiter hurried into the house to find someone. Then a fat man with a tall face walked out with his big belly. He pinched a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and asked when he went out, "Who caused trouble?"

Yang Shubao pointed at him and asked, "Where is an old yellow dog you stole from Lao Yangtun today? Dad, show him the photos of Lao Huang."

The waiter watching the fun next to him was smiling generously, "Oh, good son, I don't have any photos here."

A group of people laughed, and Song Huazi, who was pinching Buddhist beads, laughed the most happily.

Yang Shubao also laughed, and he walked towards the service with a smile and said, "You are so urinating."

The waiter is a middle-aged man, and he said disdainfully with his eyes hanging down: "What, you beat me out if you have sex, and I sue you for bankruptcy!"

Yang Shubao drove the magic pool bomber to perform ** technique on him, and then said: "Unless you stab me to death with a knife today, I will definitely beat you in the dark in the future. Touch you and knock you out once. See if you have no evidence at that time, why do you sue me?"

** technique is like hypnosis, and the first order they hear will continue to be implemented firmly.

In the market, he used this trick to incite chicken dealers to fight with hooligans.

The waiter's eyes suddenly became straight. In addition to dogs and knives were hung on the tree. The waiter would cut off the meat on the spot and send it to the kitchen to cook.

After hearing what Yang Shubao said, he immediately ran over and took a knife and stabbed it. Yang Shubao avoided it and stabbed it into the down jacket.

No one expected that such a thing would happen. Yang Zhengnian and Daguang and his party were shattering their eyes: "Son!" "Xiaobao!"

All Yang Shubao wanted was that he would hurt someone with a knife first. When the sharp flesh-cutting knife stabbed into the down jacket, he pinched the middle-aged waiter's arm and broke it out.

A crisp sound made his arm dislocate.

Yang Shubao held his arm and waved his hand and slapped twice. He drew a dragon with his left hand and drew a rainbow with me with his right hand. He slapped the waiter's teeth out both sides.

In this way, he couldn't even wear dentures in the future, so he could only artificially implant them. One dental implant costs tens of thousands of yuan, and this mouth costs 300,000 yuan!

The disaster comes from the mouth, and a sarcasm of 300,000, Yang Shubao feels that this lesson should leave a deep impression on this.
Chapter completed!