"Your mom, why are you so angry about this alone!?"

A big man in black compared the figure difference between himself and Chen Ming and smiled fiercely.

"Old Huang? Are you going to bear the extra life?"

The middle-aged man realized that he was excited just now and seemed to say something he shouldn't say, but soon this reason was drowned in anger.

"superior!"

Chen Ming looked at the fierce sweats rushing towards him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His hands and fingers opened slightly and clenched them hard, lowered his body and went up to meet him.

......

Twenty-seven seconds later, Chen Ming pulled the last sweaty belt that fainted on the ground and dragged it to the door and threw it out of the door like garbage, and kicked a middle-aged man who was not far away.

"Since the compensation has been paid, you can leave."

Chen Ming threw away a rich gold wallet and quickly caught it. He threw it on the table in the store with his backhand. At this time, there were already eight wallets on it, just the same number as the number of people lying outside.

"Welcome, come again next time!"

Seeing the people outside supporting each other and running back with difficulty, Chen Ming showed a sarcastic smile, and the men in black were frightened when they saw Chen Ming's eyes sweeping over and they were so scared that they trembled in their hearts and hurriedly accelerated and limped.

"Is it okay to offend such rich people..." The boss only regained his masculinity and ran out of the kitchen, asking Chen Ming with some concern.

"Don't worry, they are all pretending." Chen Ming smiled sarcastically, walked back to the store and grabbed one of the wallets-the eight identical rich versions of Levitra were all fakes. Chen Ming was a little scared if he couldn't figure out the other person's background, but Lao Chen had such abnormal eyesight. He saw the fake bag at a glance and then beat him up with confidence.

Taking advantage of his momentum, Chen Ming quickly took the opportunity to hiding in the corner to read his books, pretending to be stupid as the boss and the clerk packed the damaged tables, chairs and tableware in the store.

"Don't worry, if they come again, I will beat them up again. Anyway, I have no home, no job, no parents, and I will not leave here. I am not afraid of them taking revenge... I am afraid they will not dare to come!" Chen Ming knew how ruthless he had beaten just now. It can be said that if he hadn't deliberately found a place with thick flesh to hit the other party, he would have died many times. Even so, the bone crack would not be recovered in ten days or half a month.

Of course, if the other party is unwilling to accept it, he wants to take revenge on this restaurant...

Chen Ming's eyes flashed fiercely, and the little waiter who was looking at him was so scared that his eyes shivered.

At this time, Yang Zhu had already helped Ye Chongjun, who was seriously injured, sit on a complete stool, and pressed the wound on his face with toilet paper to stop the blood. However, the more he pressed the blood, the more scary the blood leaked, and the more scary she couldn't help but scare her tears.

Ye Chongjun smiled helplessly and comforted Yang Zhu... What's there to cry if this little injury cannot be killed!

When Ye Chongjun noticed Chen Ming who was looking at him, he felt quite apologized. "I'm sorry, I broke all the things in your store... But you are really good at fighting."

"It's okay, they have already paid compensation anyway, and it seems that we have made a little profit... But you'd better go to the hospital to take a look." Chen Ming smiled slightly and looked at his Journey to the West again.

With Yang Zhu's support, Ye Chongjun walked to the door of the store, looked at the snow-white handkerchief bandaged at the wound on his wrist, and had an exquisite bow on it. He suddenly smiled, "I seem to have made a profit this time!" Yang Zhu's face turned slightly red, and he stopped a taxi and went to the hospital.

Chen Ming showed off his foresight to the boss in the store - fortunately he bought tableware, otherwise the plates would not be enough? Then he went to work honestly under the boss's thrill.

The boss is simple - of course, the security guard is very skilled in martial arts, and he has to be able to take over when something happens. He doesn't feel strange about Chen Ming's skills. He doesn't even have a raise. It is said that if it's true if adding a hot pot tonight.

After almost packing up, Chen Ming took out a spare table from the utility room and placed it in the store, then sat in the corner to read a book, but the smile on his face disappeared and it became a little gloomy.

Being too beautiful may be a sin in this city with poor public security... Ye Chongjun's affairs may not have ended so easily.

But what happened to this acre of three-point land in the restaurant has to do with him? Chen Ming took a deep breath when he thought of this, put his hands behind his head and leaned against the wall and took a nap.

It's okay to love, it has nothing to do with me anyway.

"Xiao Ming?"

"Hey! Come."

A sudden thriller woke up and hurriedly ran over to wait for the lecture. Chen Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly... I am really becoming more and more like a waiter.

Holding a few red tickets in his hand, this time he went to buy tables, chairs and benches. Chen Ming sighed. He had almost become a buyer these two days. There was no such thing in the job he said at the time... Should I ask the boss to apply for a salary increase?

Of course, Chen Ming doesn’t need to bring it back all the way to buy this kind of thing. After paying the money, he will have a dedicated person from the other party’s store to deliver the goods to the door, so Chen Ming doesn’t have to work so hard. Although the boss is stingy, he has a high vision. In order to match the temperament of the restaurant, all the tables and stools in the store have been bought from the same wooden utensil store. It can be said that the reason why the restaurant has such temperament has a considerable aesthetic effect.

But it was because the clerks in the store were busy cleaning. The boss who was embarrassed to help the chef saw Chen Ming, who was still napping in the corner, was naturally assigned his job without hesitation.

Why did it happen in the afternoon? After running for a while, I finally finished the table and chairs. Chen Ming finally got some free time. He kicked away the small stones at his feet with some depression. The order was already set, so he was naturally not in a hurry when he went back. Chen Ming, who was used to eating leftover rice in the restaurant, suddenly wanted to taste the taste of street snacks. It was already half past five - it was a good time to set up a stall with a spicy hot mutton skewers.

Bite a string of chicken hearts, Chen Ming couldn't help feeling happy when he looked at the plate in front of him, and he accidentally swept the side... The hospital seemed to be the one that Ye Chongjun went to? It's large enough that he might have met the unlucky children he had been dealt with.

There was a faint familiar noisy sound on the noisy street. Although it was not obvious, it was still heard by Chen Ming, who had a much stronger ear than ordinary people. Chen Ming was stunned and put down the skewers in his hand and walked towards the source of the sound.

"Hey! Haven't you paid yet?"

A fifty yuan bill was thrown into the boss's arms. Chen Ming seemed a little anxious. He didn't even look at the boss, and he left with great care without even asking for change.

The boss was stunned for a moment, looked at the money in his hand, looked at the remaining plate of spicy hot pot, and looked around and found that Chen Ming had no idea where he had gone.

"Damn it! You don't give enough money!"

Standing at the corner of the exit of an alley, Chen Ming leaned against the wall and listened carefully to the conversation, but it seemed that they were about to finish the conversation and the voice became smaller. Chen Ming listened intently but only heard intermittent and unclear words and the sobs of the woman. However, Chen Ming heard one of the words clearly... If you don't want something wrong with him.

"good."

Chen Ming's pupils shrank, and the sound was...

Before Chen Ming could compare and confirm that the voice in his mind was the owner of the voice, a woman had already run out of the alley, and it was Yang Zhu! Although she didn't know who she talked to and what she talked about, the tears she dripped in her eyes were enough to make Chen Ming understand the general situation.

Perhaps because of his excitement, Yang Zhu ran out and did not see Chen Ming standing aside. Chen Ming naturally did not chase after him and asked to satisfy his curiosity. He just continued to stand on the corner of the street with his head down and pretended to make a phone call.

Soon, a young man with a domineering look on his face and smiled. Several men in black were following him. His eyes accidentally swept the fake Levice wallet leaked from their pockets. Chen Ming already knew their identity in his heart, but he continued to pretend to be a passing caller and left slowly. Naturally, no one knew Chen Ming - those who knew Chen Ming were recuperating in the hospital.

It was almost seven o'clock when I returned to the restaurant. After learning that Chen Ming was hooked up by a roadside snack, the boss couldn't help feeling very lost. He wanted to open a table alone to improve his life for the clerk. Chen Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly... I haven't eaten much of that big plate yet...55~ I pity my fifty RMB!

I ate this meal until almost nine o'clock. Chen Ming's appetite shocked the boss, but he was rarely stingy. It seemed that the boss of the iron rooster occasionally had a reply.

Chen Ming couldn't help but exclaimed satisfaction when he touched his belly... It was just that the vegetables were not delicious if they didn't eat much, but once they had the right appetite, they were very edible!

Chen Ming couldn't help laughing out loud when the boss calculated the expenses. The clerk and Lao Zhang laughed, and finally even the boss laughed heartily. Looking at the happy appearance in the restaurant, Chen Ming couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth.

Soon the boss and the chef all went back one after another. Chen Ming drank the last bit of the can of beer and was about to go back to his room to read. But at this moment, the two of them walked into the store with heavy steps.

Chen Ming couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw the abnormal behavior of the two of them, but he didn't go to disturb him. However, Ye Chongjun was injured in the afternoon and recovered almost to the evening, and Chen Ming was a little amazed.

They sat in the position they used to sit, but strangely said nothing.

After a long silence, Yang Zhu suddenly said something.

"Break up."

"Why?" Ye Chongjun just lowered his head, but he did not have the excitement scene that Chen Ming imagined. It seemed that they had already argued about this issue.

"Don't you understand? You are ugly and poor... You can't even protect me. Why should I be with you?" Yang Zhu slapped the table, looking a little excited.

"..." Ye Chongjun didn't say anything.

"I have agreed to Li Wendong that I will be his girlfriend in the future. I hope you don't come to me if you have nothing to do, so as not to have any misunderstandings." Yang Zhu glanced at Ye Chongjun coldly, and then left without any nostalgia.

Ye Chongjun seemed to suddenly wake up, and grabbed Yang Zhu's hand, but felt something hard and cold appeared on his soft fingers before... so cold that even Ye Chongjun's optimistic and enthusiastic heart was frozen instantly by it... he didn't even let go of the deepest part.

On the ring finger is a beautiful and crystal clear amber ring... an expensive amber in the shape of teardrops, but that kind of beauty reminds the sadness and crying of a butterfly. It is a prison that can forever block the truth of a life and imprison it, forcing the life in it to show its soul-lost beauty to the people who collect it.

"This... can you afford it?"

Yang Zhu showed a hint of mockery and disdain on his face, and then broke free from Ye Chongjun's hand and walked out of the store without looking back.

Looking at the stars outside the window, Ye Chongjun was a little lost, as if his most important thing was quietly broken.

How many times have you sat here together and looked at the stars in the night sky? Looking at the same night sky, Ye Chongjun's eyes were a little confused... Today's stars seem to be much dimmed...

The smile that was still in front of me yesterday was so real, but it disappeared in one day, like a dream... a dream that had been in twenty years, suddenly woke up, but found that my real self was in such a cold and dark place, crying alone.

“Waiter?”

"What's wrong?" Chen Ming's voice was faint.

"Are there any wine?" Ye Chongjun smiled, but the look seemed to be frozen forever at the moment when Yang Zhu left - despair, helplessness, and no change. It just looked like there was a kind of desolation of the godlessness, and even the smile... seemed to become empty.
Chapter completed!