Chapter 71 Meet Brother Dao again [Ask for votes]

The noise over there suddenly attracted everyone's attention and looked that way. By this time, there were already a lot of people there.

"Say it, what should I do if such a hot soup is poured on me?" The voice continued to come from there.

"I'm sorry, big brother, I'm sorry." The boss of the night stall had already rushed over when he heard the movement over there. He nodded repeatedly and apologized, and then said to the girl, "Shishi, why don't you apologize to this big brother quickly?"

"Dad, I don't apologize. He deliberately raised his hand and touched me, so I couldn't hold the plate." The girl is stubborn.

"Damn it, according to you, did I ask for it?" As soon as the girl's voice fell, there were rough scolding and slapped the table.

"How do you talk, you child!" The boss scolded the girl, and then hurriedly apologized in a low voice, "Brother, the girl is still ignorant in reading. Don't worry about it. Otherwise, it's my treat at this table today.

"What, is this table your treat? **, what does this mean? Did you burn my brother like this? Do you still want to collect money for this meal? Do you still want to open this store? The long hair in the corner of the table covered half of his face, and the young man with a scar on his cheek suddenly threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground and cursed.

This young man is Brother Feng Xiaodao, who once had a holiday with Zhang Weidong in the Supreme Casino.

"Teacher, shall we do a favor? I saw it clearly just now. It was the man who deliberately reached out to touch the girl's buttocks. The girl wanted to avoid it, so she accidentally poured the soup on him. Zhao Xingyuan said to Zhang Weidong angrily. However, Zhang Weidong did not move, and he did not dare to. The so-called eating and growing wisdom is sometimes not that people lack a sense of justice, but that this society is sometimes really impenetrable. Just like what happened in the hotel before, they were obviously in the right way, but what about the result?

Seeing Zhao Xingyuan say this, Sui Li and others stared at Zhang Weidong with expectant eyes.

At first, Zhang Weidong thought that it was just that the little girl accidentally poured the soup on the guests when serving the dishes, so he didn't take it to heart. After all, you are careless in the first place, but you can't blame the guests for being angry. But later, it was a little wrong to listen to it. Looking at it, it was still an old "acquaintance" over there, and there was already a little anger in my heart.

"Go and have a look." Zhang Weidong finally got up and said.

Seeing Zhang Weidong get up, Sui Li and others immediately cheered, and then walked around Zhang Weidong's noisy table with an excited face.

"Brother Dao has something to say, something to say." The boss obviously knew Feng Xiaodao and hurriedly laughed.

"Brother Dao?" Zhao Xingyuan and others shouted in a low voice when they heard the words, and their bodies couldn't help shaking slightly, and their footsteps slowed down unconsciously.

"Do you know him?" Zhang Weidong didn't expect that Brother Dao was still famous. Even Zhao Xingyuan and others seemed to have heard of him, and he was afraid of him depending on the situation.

"I don't know, but I heard from my classmates that he is the boss of the Xiaodao Gang. I heard that there are dozens of little brothers. Everyone has a small knife, which is very cruel. Many people in the school have suffered their losses. I heard that they are still collecting protection fees in this area." Zhao Xingyuan whispered.

After hearing this, Zhang Weidong realized that it was not Brother Dao Niu, but they were hooligans who couldn't get on the stage at all. They could only blackmail students, be cruel to students, or engage in these stall vendors with no backstage. However, because of this, they have a good reputation among students and this area. On the contrary, a boss like Dewey is far less famous than Brother Dao among the common people, because he has long disdained to play cool games with students, let alone play scoundrels on the street.

"Well, it depends on Boss Huo's self-consciousness!" Brother Dao said coldly.

Boss Huo didn't know what Brother Dao was for until he heard the words. He hurriedly cried and said, "Brother Dao, my store has just opened. You see..."

"Look, look at your mother's head! Didn't you understand Brother Dao's words?" A gangster sitting next to Brother Dao, whose hair was dyed into colorful, immediately patted the table and stood up.

"I really don't understand. Why don't you ask Brother Dao to make it clear?" At this time, a cold voice sounded behind the crowd.

"Fuck, who is it? Are you tired of living impatiently!" The gangster who dyed his hair colorful actually saw that someone dared to stand up. He immediately patted the table and shouted, but his eyes looked at Zhang Weidong.

Wearing black-framed eyes, he was delicate and beautiful. At this look, the gangster immediately trembled with his legs in fear. Although it had been more than 20 days, he couldn't help sweating coldly when he remembered that his hand was about to be cut off that day. Now, he sees this face again. He is as white as before, but in his eyes, it is simply the arrival of demons.

"Dong, Dong, Dongge!" The gangster shivered his legs and shouted with his upper and lower teeth trembling.

At the beginning, Feng Xiaodao still took the boss's shelf and put his feet on the chair, looking like a cow who disdained to look at Zhang Weidong. Just as soon as I heard the trembling voice calling Brother Dong, I hurriedly turned my head to have a look.

At this look, he was so scared that he hurriedly put his feet down, then stood up and squeezed out a smile that looked worse than crying to meet Zhang Weidong.

"Hello, Brother Dong!" Feng Xiaodao said carefully, but his heart was shivering. What Dewey, the iron hand, said in the office that day, still lingered in his ears, and every time he thought of it, he was afraid.

Li Zhong and others thought that they were afraid that there would be another big fight this time, and they were even a little worried that the knife gang would be powerful, and they would be entangled and troublesome afterwards. But I never thought that as soon as Zhang Weidong appeared, Brother Dao, who was rampant around Dongxin Road, was immediately scared like a mouse saw a cat. For a moment, his mouth was open there, and his eyes were almost falling off.

Is the teacher still the boss of the underworld? Isn't that black and white? It's so fucking awesome!

The girl, who was called Shishi, stared at Zhang Weidong in extreme surprise with her beautiful eyes in black and white. At her age, such a life experience, I can't imagine why a boy like Zhang Weidong, who is like a big brother next door, can't take those at a glance. The man was scared to look like this.

"I'm very bad. Just now I seemed to hear someone say that I was impatient." Zhang Weidong said with a smile. He really hates these scum, but now he also knows that the world is like this. There are white ways to live in vain, black and black ways to live, and ordinary people also have ordinary people's way of living. He doesn't want to deliberately do anything chivalrous and righteous. He is not so great and doesn't have so much time. Of course, the key point is that the law does not allow him to "do nonsense" with his superpowers. But now that he has met, Zhang Weidong doesn't want to wave his hand like this to let them get out of here.

"Brother Dong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Zhang Weidong, who dyed his hair into colorful, said so. He was so scared that he almost peed his pants and bent over to apologize to him.

However, Zhang Weidong didn't glance at him, but looked at Feng Xiaodao with cold eyes.

Zhang Weidong's eyes usually seem to be very kind and peaceful, but at this time, his eyes are sharper than swords. Not only that, but also with invisible and terrible spiritual pressure in his eyes. Although Feng Xiaodao is at least a personal figure, under Zhang Weidong's eyes, his whole body is cold. There is always an illusion that his Between his thoughts.

Cold sweat unconsciously rolled down from Feng Xiaodao's forehead, and his heart seemed to be pressed by a boulder, which made him feel like he was going to suffocate the past.

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