Chapter 322 (1/2)
”You're busy.” Li Qing replied with a smile. He drank a few more beers, then pulled his collar and stood up. ”Boss, where's the toilet?”
”It's not far from this street,” said the boss, busy with his work without raising his head.
Li Qing answered, turned around and staggered forward. As he approached the area, the noise became clearer and clearer.
A group of people gathered there to watch the excitement. In the middle, a small couple and a group of small gangsters in colorful clothes were arguing.
”This is illegal!”
”What's wrong with breaking the law? You tell me what's wrong with breaking the law? You sue me?” a 20-year-old young man with a shaved hedgehog head shouted arrogantly, ”my uncle is in the police station. You have the guts to sue me? I said, are you full and miserable, and I robbed you of your money? The disabled didn't speak, and you have no strength to follow.”
Li Qing's mouth lit up with a shallow smile. The hedgehog head talking should be the Douzi in the mouth of the boss of the stall.
”You...” the woman of the little couple wanted to argue again, but her boyfriend grabbed her arm and pulled it back, ”well, well, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Let's go.”
The woman gasped for two breaths and looked at her boyfriend. Seeing so many people on the other side, she was a little discouraged and let her boyfriend pull her away.
”Shit, nosy bitch, if you don't look ugly, I'll do you!” the Douzi spat fiercely behind the little couple and scolded angrily.
The little gangsters around them looked fierce and raised their hands around: ”it's okay, it's okay, let's go, let's go!”
The noise ended, and the crowd gradually dispersed. The Douzi stuffed the colorful tickets and coins in the broken enamel basin into his pocket, and then knocked on the head of the middle-aged man sitting in front of him with the basin, ”today is less than yesterday, make more money tomorrow, and make up for today's deficit.”
The man held the erhu and didn't speak. He was still sitting foolishly.
As soon as the gangsters around him saw it, they rushed up and reached out to pull the erhu in the middle-aged man's hand: ”shit, my eldest brother is talking to you. Don't you understand? I demolished the guy you ate!”
As soon as the little gangster stretched out his hand, he was pulled back by the Douzi. He directly rewarded a violent chestnut on his forehead: ”are you fucking stupid? Tear down his possessions. Where can we ask for money?”
”Yes, brother, I'm wrong.” the little gangster woke up like a dream and admitted his mistakes again and again.