No. 4 wipe! Your sister!

  Watching the leader being subdued, the high school thugs beside him all clenched their fists and rubbed their palms, quickly surrounding Wang San with a circle. They loudly shouted slogans such as "Let go of my brother" or "Let go of my brother", but no one went up to take the first move.

  And this old man, since being disarmed by Wang San Ye earlier, now looks much more subdued, staring at San Ye with puffed cheeks, and with his juvenile appearance and acne, he is exactly like a big toad that has just come out of the water, or in more elegant terms, "Wang Yue Jin Chan".

  "Big brother, don't waste your time with this psycho! Psychos can kill people and get away with it!"

  A small classmate's anxious voice came: "Hua Ge! Hurry up!"

  Wang Jian's "Hua Ge" was quite resentful in his heart, but who knows if the pervert pulling his arm is a psychopath or not. Plus, he didn't ask for much, and Wang Jian was also in a hurry, so he gritted his teeth and pulled out a crumpled red ticket from his pocket: "Here..."

  Wang Jian let go of his hand, took the money and checked its authenticity under the streetlight. Then he handed it to a younger brother next to him: "Go buy me a pack of cigarettes, 3 yuan and 50 cents."

  That little brother was stunned when he took the money, like a wooden stick stuck there, and didn't know what to do for half a day. After all, they were used to being arrogant every day, and in this small county town, except for those who mixed better than them, others would take a detour when seeing them. But today, I don't know where this mentally ill person came from, it was said that he could be beaten for fun, but looking at how he grabbed Huage as if he were a chick, this mentally ill person must have practiced the Nine Yin True Classic and gone mad, can't afford to provoke him...

  "Fine." Wang Jian snatched the money: "I'll go buy it myself, you guys go do your thing first, I'll bring the money to you later."

  Hua Ge was about to say no need, but Wang San Ye had already slipped into the broken internet cafe next door to buy cigarettes. Watching his departing figure, Hua Ge felt truly wronged for the first time, and others didn't know that he was very clear, just now that madman almost pinched his wrist to pieces, if not for saving face and gritting his teeth, tears would have flowed out long ago.

  "Hua Ge, hurry up! Don't mind that madman."

  Hua Ge nodded, silently glanced at the fingerprint on his hand, took two deep breaths, and said in a hoarse voice: "Let's go!"

  Wang Jian has already started negotiating with the internet cafe's cashier, who is also the boss and a salesperson. Originally, buying a pack of cigarettes for 100 yuan was a simple matter, but he happened to be a perfectionist with some idealism...

  "I told you, I want one 50 yuan note and nine 5 yuan notes. With the remaining 1.5 yuan, get me a bottle of mineral water and a pack of spicy strips worth 0.5 yuan. You insisted on giving me two 20 yuan notes, do you know the phrase 'the customer is God'?"

  The boss's face turned iron-green as he looked at the customers lined up behind Wang Jian waiting to pay and get on, his heart feeling extremely uncomfortable.

  "I said I didn't have any change, you can either take it or leave. It's just a matter of five yuan, why are you making such a fuss."

  "Wang Jian wiped his face: "Hey, the amount of money is not the issue here, don't mix up the concepts. What? Did I give you counterfeit bills or do I look like a criminal? My request is both logical and reasonable, how can it be nonsense? Do I need to kneel down and kowtow three times, begging you to please find me nine 5-yuan bills for it to be considered reasonable?"

  His words amused everyone around him. To be honest, Wang Jian was the kind of person that no one present had ever seen before. In local dialect, he was a wooden egg, and in Beijing dialect, he was an axle pincher.

  However, he didn't seem to care about other people's ridicule. He just bowed his head on the bar and stared straight at the internet cafe owner with a gaze that included all sorts of negative human emotions, as if saying "You dare to utter another word, I'll dig up your ancestor's grave".

  The old boss was still able to glare back at first, but gradually he too began to falter, silently lowering his head, and slowly counting out nine 5-yuan bills from a stack of crisp new notes in the drawer, handing them over to Wang Jian, and without saying a word, waving his hand at him to indicate his defeat.

  San Ye blew a whistle, put the forty-five yuan earned from selling bicycles, a pack of 3.5 yuan cigarettes, a bottle of mineral water and a pack of 0.5 yuan spicy bars into his own postal bag, carefully tidied up his clothes, and slowly walked out.

  After he left, the first task was to find that Huage and return the money. After all, the broken bicycle was sold for 50, but he gave 100, and he wasn't a robber, so it was a fair deal, so the remaining 50 must be returned to him.

  However, by the time he came down, those people had already disappeared without a trace, leaving only a broken bicycle lying in the depths of the alley. Wang Jian let out an "ah" and walked over to pick up the bicycle, muttering to himself: "I'll charge him another five yuan for storage."

  Leaning against the car, San Ye started wandering aimlessly in the surrounding streets and alleys, anyway those people were easy to recognize, one by one, like peacocks, they could be spotted at a glance under the streetlights.

  Soon, he found the little rabbits, but they were now surrounding something in a circle. San Ye was a curious person, so he chuckled and pushed his creaky cart forward to take a peek from outside the circle.

  At this sight, San Ye couldn't move his feet anymore. There were three people standing in the circle: two girls and that Hua Ge who was in charge earlier. Hua Ge's face was covered in blood, and his school uniform was stained and messy. The two girls were facing away from Wang Jian, one of them had a round butt that was squeezed by her jeans, making it look like the flesh was about to burst out. The other girl had a slender waist and a protruding butt, with long hair that fell down to her waist, looking smooth and silky. From behind, she looked like an 8 or 9 out of 10, and as long as she didn't have a face like Luo Yu Feng's, she wouldn't be too disgusting.

  And that Hua Ge had a face like Xiao Ma Ge's coolness, pointing at one of his younger brothers and saying loudly: "Ma Liu, I'm telling you! Don't think that just because you followed the new boss you're more capable, those two are my classmates, today I must protect them!"

  Third Master let out a long "oh" as soon as he heard it, and immediately knew what kind of play was being performed - it was clearly a heroic rescue of a beauty. This trick is often used by young men, and the success rate is extremely high. After all, women generally like men with some ability, no matter what kind of ability, as long as they are not weak and timid.

  No need to think about it, this must be that lovely Hua Ge thinking of pursuing one of these two girls, and it's definitely not possible for that Garfield-like girl. This spirit is commendable, in order to make it more realistic, he even made his younger brother bring out his own nosebleed, looking at him with red eyes, tears swirling inside, San Ye felt that the punch just now was absolutely not light...

  At this time, Ma Liu, the specially equipped tyrant, sneered and said with a fake smile: "Shorty Hua, our old accounts have not been settled yet, and you are delivered to my doorstep today."

  Third Master shook his head and muttered to himself in a tone of "hating iron for not becoming steel": "This acting is not even as good as that monkey at my university gate."

  But this play, San Ye still has to finish watching it, after all, it's hard to come by such a good opportunity to observe at close range the kind of scene that can only appear in movies, how can people not stop and watch?

  Just then, the long-haired girl suddenly made a very rude little move. She stuck her small hand into her nostrils and dug around, then secretly wiped it on Huage's body, who was "bleeding profusely" for her...

  Third Master's face changed as soon as he saw this action. He slapped his forehead with force and shouted: "A Ying!"

  The girl who was picking her nose trembled violently as soon as she heard San Ye's shout, and then stiffly turned her head towards the source of the sound, and couldn't turn back after that glance.

  "Third Brother!" A girl with a slender waist and pert buttocks burst through the crowd of hoodlums, dashing to Wang Jian's side like a mad wild dog, and wrapped her arms around him, refusing to let go.

  That's why Wang San recognized his sister at a glance, because he had known her for many years. This girl looked like a beauty since she was young, but after hanging out with Wang San for so long, she had developed a pure tomboyish aura. If not for Wang San repeatedly reminding her to maintain a ladylike image in front of outsiders, it's estimated that Ah Ying would have gone topless on the street without batting an eyelid.

  Who the hell says a pretty girl must be gentle as water?

  Third Master looked at Ah Ying with a spoiled expression, but he didn't show any sympathy. He grabbed her ear and scolded: "Let me see what time it is now? Are you trying to get raped by being out so late?"

  A'ying was pulled by Wang Jian, holding her ear and hopping on one foot, shouting "Third brother, third brother, when did you come back? You didn't even tell me..."

  "I didn't plan on seeing you at all."

  "Ah...... Are you still human or not? I've been thinking about you every day for four years, and you're just going to do this?"

  "Nonsense, get back to school now, the college entrance exam is coming up soon."

  "Study for nothing, my dad definitely won't let me attend university."

  "He dares! I gave him money, he doesn't let you read, I'll break his bones."

  Watching the two of them chatting, the surrounding crowd actors who were performing heroic rescues were all stunned. Especially that Huage, he stared at his goddess and a madman chatting enthusiastically, even being pinched by the madman on the ear and still smiling, suddenly a surge of nameless anger rose up in his heart!

  "That psycho! Let go of Xiaoying!"

  Third Master slightly turned his head and looked at him for a while: "Oh...... I'll return fifty bucks to you."

  "Let go of Xiao Ying!" Huage's eyes had long since forgotten about the 50 yuan, his entire being was now ignited with rage.