Deyun's salted fish, China Entertainment's superstar, the god of the game circle

Chapter 8 Reverse Smoking No.12
A group of people from Deyun Club wanted to swallow their anger and put on a show, and get rid of these drunken gangsters, but the situation did not develop as they thought.

Guo Degang and Zhang Wenshun hadn't finished their self-introduction on stage, but the gangsters in the audience started booing.

"It's not funny, let's go down."

"How to say cross talk, it's not fun at all."

. . .

While booing, someone threw the wine bottle onto the stage, and it fell to the ground and shattered with a bang, which shocked Guo and Zhang.Seeing the reaction of the two, the other gangsters seemed to find it interesting, and they threw the wine bottles up one after another, and instead of throwing them at anyone, they just threw a parabola on the ground to hear the sound.

Tang Deyan stood at the entrance again and couldn't bear to watch anymore. He hadn't said anything before because he had just entered this industry, and he was afraid that there might be some tricks in it that he didn't know.I also feel that the master and Guo Degang are veterans, and it is not my turn to come forward.But now my master is being played with a bottle of wine on the stage, if I can bear to watch from the side, it would be too inhuman.

A few steps up the stage to protect Zhang Wenshun behind him. The old man is also a tempered man, but now that he is over 60 and not in good health, he can only think in his heart that if he is 20 years younger, he will have to jump off the stage to beat all these little girls.Suddenly, he saw his newly recruited apprentice come up to stand in front of him.The first reaction was to pull his clothes back: "What are you doing up here, hurry down."

Guo Degang also grabbed Tang Deyan's sleeve and pulled it aside. He is the leader of the class, and there is no reason to let the new juniors stand in front of him when things happen.

Tang Deyan turned his head and smiled at the two of them: "Master, senior brother, leave this matter to me today, I have more experience." There was a kind of sincerity in his eyes, which made people feel inexplicably reliable.What he said was really not bragging. In his previous life, he had dealt with gangsters a lot when he was doing sales, because many salesmen in the traditional industry were from gangsters, and most of the first batch of people who did business were not good at it.

Turning around after speaking, Tang Deyan still smiled, but there was a stern look in his eyes. The experience of his previous life told him that when encountering gangsters who can't understand the truth, the best way is to pretend to be ruthless, so that the other party is afraid of you.

After walking a few steps forward, a wine bottle shattered beside him, and the flying fragments crossed Tang Deyan's brow, drawing a small wound, and blood flowed out, dripping down his eyelids.Tang Deyan didn't wipe it either, he still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were indifferent.

He jumped off the stage and walked a few steps to the table where the gangsters were sitting. Just in time, the Ribsman got up and finished playing and pulled a chair in front of him to sit down.

The hooligans saw a young man suddenly coming up from the background, and walked towards them and the others. At first, they thought they were going to fight, but the man walked leisurely with a smile on his face and didn't think it was right.So I planned to see what the hell this kid was doing, anyway, so many people on my side couldn't suffer.

Until Tang Deyan sat opposite them, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, took out the filter sponge in the cigarette holder, put it in his mouth backwards, struck a match, lit it, and took a deep puff.The extra cigarette paper after the filter was removed burned violently and swayed.The blood flowing from the wound on the brow looks like a winding scar.Although there was a smile on his face, there was no smile in his eyes, instead there was a kind of indifference, as if the dozen or so people in front of him were just insignificant dead things.

The hooligan boss swallowed unconsciously. He can be regarded as "well-informed". This kind of eyes has only been seen in the eyes of those felons who have killed people in the cell. Compared with the eyes of those felons, they are also a few grades worse.

"This kid can't really be a perverted murderer." The boss's heart was flustered, and the wine was sober.The younger brothers around him were also stunned by Tang Deyan's appearance, what did you say?Unknown.Only the pork bone spirit was behind Tang Deyan, still confused about the situation, and said angrily, "What the hell are you smoking?" He reached out to pick the cigarette from Tang Deyan's mouth.

Tang Deyan flickered for a moment, grabbed one of Ribgu Jing's fingers and snapped it back forcefully.The ribs screamed in pain, and squatted down in the direction of Tang Deyan's force. When his head came close to Tang Deyan's side, he let go of his fingers, grabbed the hair of the ribs and pressed his head hard on the table. With the other hand, he picked up a beer bottle and smashed it on the head of the ribs.Once, twice.But in my heart, I was wondering how the wine bottle was so strong that it didn't break after so many knocks.

If the hooligans knew that Tang Deyan was surprised by this, they would definitely say: "You keep smashing the bottle body, and it shatters at once! The bottom of the bottle is so thick that if you want to smash it, you will have to smash the ribs to death."

Fortunately, Tang Deyan stopped after smashing it three or four times, with a satisfied smile on his face, he threw the bottle aside, looked at the cold sweating bald boss opposite, and said, "What time is it dark at night at your house?"

"What do you mean, is this lunatic planning to kill me in the dark?" The bald boss swallowed again, and turned his head to see that the legs of the younger brothers around him were trembling a little.It's not their fault either, people in 03 would probably feel their livers quivering when they met Tang Deyan, the number one killer who was imitated by B, Li Fengtian.

"Here, my friend. We are wrong about this matter today, and we admit it. The money will be regarded as compensation, and this matter will stop here, do you think it's okay." The bald boss forced himself to be calm, and pushed the stack of money that the pork ribs had thrown on the table to Tang Deyan and said.

Tang Deyan tapped his fingers on the table, made a thumping sound, and said, "Not enough."

"You, how much do you want?"

"Nearly half."

The boss hurriedly took out the money on his body, and asked the younger brothers to also take out their own money, and piled them all on the table in front of Tang Deyan, which was only a lot more than the previous pile.

Tang Deyan grabbed a handful, raised his head while counting, and signaled with his chin that the gangsters could go. The gangsters didn't delay, pulled up the stunned Ribbone, turned around, and left without muddling at all. Even when they were some distance away from Tang Deyan, they quickened their pace, and finally they all started running, feeling a little bit fleeing.

The gangsters left the Guangde Building, Tang Deyan stopped pretending, and returned to his normal expression. He gently touched the wound on his brow with his hand, and let out a painful suck.

On the stage, Guo Degang and Zhang Wenshun hurried off the stage and came to Tang Deyan, and all the people in the backstage came out to follow.It should be because Tang Deyan turned his back to the stage after stepping down. These people didn't see the perverted expression on his face just now. They just watched him step down and sit down to smoke a cigarette, hit someone with a wine bottle, and then those gangsters left a pile of money and ran away.Everyone was confused and wanted to ask about the situation, but half of Tang Deyan's face was covered with blood, which was really scary.Although Tang Deyan's wound was not big, he never took care of it, and the blood that flowed out was not wiped, which looked a bit scary.

"Deyan, are you okay?"

"It's okay, a small injury. It's going to last forever." Tang Deyan said nonchalantly, thinking about how to explain this to everyone, so as not to make people look like heinous villains, but he saw Mr. Zhang Wenshun swaying and about to fall to the ground.

(End of this chapter)