He Laowu held a kitchen knife in his hand and looked at Xiaohu without saying a word.

"Bang!"

Xiaohu's face was flushed, and he reached out and grabbed He Laowu's neck collar, and asked word by word: "Do you want to chop me up? What should I ask you?"

"yes!"

He Laowu was so excited that he roared, and held the kitchen knife and raised his arm.

"Damn it, you are a tricycle repairman, are you still capable, right?" Xiaohu was not afraid of He Laowu at all. He directly stubbornly held his neck and bent down to point at his head: "Come on, just chop it at my Tianling Cover. I want to hide for a while. I am your son!"

He Laowu held the kitchen knife, his arm paused in the air, and suddenly felt that the kitchen knife in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

"What's wrong? Why can't you do it yet?! I'll let you cut it, how can you be brave?" Xiaohu pulled He Laowu's neck collar and swayed back and forth twice, and asked again with contempt.

He Laowu looked at Xiaohu and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Before coming, He Laowu was full of anger and wanted to fight for these people to give his sister a blow. But when he really got here, he looked at the people in front of him, and he couldn't swing the knife that had been cut.

This year, He Laowu is already 38 years old, his father is 67 years old, and his son is fifteen years old. His poor family and life are like a heavy burden on his kitchen knife, making him unable to release the anger in his heart.

Sometimes it is like this. No matter how sharp the kitchen knife is, it cannot cut through the cold real life. Xiaohu is a hob meat, and he is definitely not afraid of being cut by He Laowu. For him, what can he do if his face is cut off? But He Laowu is not a hob meat, he has to support his family, support the elderly, and raise children... His poor life cannot allow him to completely control his body, and he can't even make a fuss after drinking.

"Fuck your mother, will you cut it?!" Xiaohu patted He Laowu's face and questioned him.

He Laowu trembled all over and said nothing.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance. If you don't do it, then I'll deal with you now." Xiaohu hit He Laowu with a bang: "It's a fucking b, you're the only one who repairs the car? Beat him up!"

"Hulala!"

The five people stood up and pulled He Laowu's neck and beat him up. He Laowu held the kitchen knife in his hand and never swung his arm.

The table was overturned, the wine bottles were smashed, and the room was in a mess. At this time, Xiaohu reached out and pulled everyone: "Okay, stop beating, beat them to death."

He Laowu was fisted and kicked. Although he was not seriously injured, the blow and humiliation he suffered in his heart could not be expressed in words.

"I tell you, it's definitely not OK if you don't sell your land." Tuozi bent down and looked at He Laowu and said, "I'll give you another three days, only three days, you can do it yourself!"

He Laowu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up slowly, without saying a word, and turned around and walked out of the hotel.

...

A few minutes later.

Xiaohu dialed Qi Jiangchuan's phone number.

"So what's wrong? I've told you that I'm treating guests outside, why do you always call?!" Qi Jiangchuan frowned and asked.

"…He Laowu is here to find us."

"Have you been looking for you?" Qi Jiangchuan was stunned: "How did you find it?"

"This fool took a kitchen knife and wanted to cut me... but after entering the house, he didn't dare to do it. We beat him up." Xiaohu said with a burp.

When Qi Jiangchuan heard this, he cursed speechlessly: "Do you have no brains?! He went to you, you are rational, why are you beat him up? You asked him to hit you?!"

"Oh, you don't know. This is just a coward. I'm standing there and letting him chop, but he doesn't dare to take action." Xiaohu said helplessly: "He doesn't have that courage, and it's useless if I excite him!"

"You really can't understand what's going on." Qi Jiangchuan cursed dissatisfied: "Just like this broken land, how long have you been able to eat it?"

Xiaohu was scolded and explained in a low voice: "...We have really done our best, but he is so stingy that he is not up to the point. He dares not take action, so what can we do?"

"You are stupid," Qi Jiangchuan whispered: "Aren't you doing it?"

"Yes, I'm starting to do it." Xiaohu nodded.

"Then he didn't do anything, you won't be hurt even if you were too late?" Qi Jiangchuan replied in a low voice: "Do you still need me to teach you this job?"

Xiaohu was stunned when he heard the sound.

"Do you understand?" Qi Jiangchuan asked again.

"Okay, okay, I understand." Xiaohu replied with bright eyes.

...

After more than ten minutes.

At the entrance of the hotel, Xiaohu held a handful of hand (folding daggers) that northern people often carry, looked down at his thighs, and looked a little hesitant.

"Damn it, I won't reply to my letter for three days, so we have to go find him." Tuozi was confused and cursed and was chatting with several other friends.

Xiaohu blinked, opened his mouth and shouted: "Tumor, Tumor, come here."

"What's wrong?"

The tumor burped, turned around and walked over.

"...Come on, see if I'm pretty!" Xiaohu asked grinning.

"I have some of this broken play, and I also have a handmade one. I put the faucet with copper buckles, which is so beautiful... If you like this play, I'll give it to you afterwards." The konzi replied casually.

"I'm pretty too." Xiaohu snapped and said with a snap, pinching the tip of the knife with his right hand: "Come on, look... there are still words engraved on the knife."

"What's the word?" Tuozi stretched his neck and looked over curiously.

"puff!"

Xiaohu pinched the tip of the knife and stabbed the tumor in the leg.

The tumor was stunned on the spot.

"puff!"

Xiaohu moved very quickly and pinched the tip of the knife and stabbed the tumor again.

"Oh, I'll fuck your mom!" Tuo whined in pain, stared at his eyes and cursed: "What the hell are you doing?!"

"...Don't move, seven centimeters are enough to get a minor injury. Please let me scratch it again."

"I'll beat your mother!" The tumor was anxious and even reached out to break the pen.

"Why are you anxious? I pinch the tip of the knife, and I can't stab it deeply." Xiaohu shouted with a blank face in a hurry: "Listen to me, okay? If you listen to my land, we will take it down. Then I will give you 10,000 yuan more. Wouldn't you have anything?"

Tuozi was stunned again: "What the hell do you mean?"

"puff!"

Xiaohu pinched the tip of the knife and stabbed the tumor again, enlarging the wound.

"I'll fuck you to death today!" The tumor was really anxious and was about to take action when he was stabbed.

"Come on, stand here and don't let people see it." Xiaohu stretched out his hand and ordered: "Second, find me a wooden prescription, smash it on my leg twice, and smash it into soft tissue bruises."

Tuozi was stunned for a long time: "You are so fucking crazy?!"

...

At around 2 a.m. that day, He Laowu, who had drunk more than pound of white wine, was taken away by the police station as soon as he returned home. The policeman who arrested people was the very "buddy" in Qi Jiangchuan.

Three days later.
Chapter completed!