I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 64: I'm His Master's One-Punch Hero!
"Why are you here again?"

Zhao Hang at the door put down his bowl and chopsticks, and looked angrily at Huang Mao outside the door.

"Isn't this my brother-in-law?"

Huang Mao smiled and took out 50 yuan from his pocket.

"Go, buy a pack of cigarettes for brother-in-law, don't interfere with my business with your sister."

"Buy you!" Zhao Hang punched out, and was grabbed by Huang Mao, "I haven't come here for a few days, I have grown a lot more courageous, and dared to touch my brother-in-law."

Throwing Zhao Hang outside, Huang Mao spoke to his bunch of younger brothers.

"Relax, relax, my brother-in-law."

"I'm not your brother-in-law, I'm your father!" Zhao Hang shouted, Huang Mao frowned and kicked down, "It's not big or small, educate him well."

"Xiaohang!"

Zhao Xiyue who was in the room hurried out and hugged Zhao Hang.

"If you want to hit me, don't hit my brother."

"stop."

Seeing Zhao Xiyue go out, Huang Mao hurriedly asked his subordinates to stop.

"Beauty, why am I willing to hit you?"

"If I break you, I will feel bad."

"Bah." Zhao Hang spat viciously, Huang Mao wiped his face with his hands, and slapped Zhao Hang on the face with his hands, "Little boy, I'm too lazy to talk to you for your sister's sake, don't talk to me Match with me, believe it or not, throw it into the sea to feed the fish."

"Come if you want!" Zhao Hang stared.

"Okay, I'll satisfy you." Huangmao nodded, "I'll tie it up for him."

"do not."

Zhao Xiyue hugged Zhao Hang tightly and looked at Huang Mao biting her lip.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Beauty, you asked this question, of course I came to see you." Huang Mao said with a smile, "By the way, I would also like to ask you what you think, whether you want to follow me. We are a family with me, so the money is naturally It's free. If you don't agree, I, Huangmao, never do business to force others, and I will leave with the money."

"I just gave you 30 a few days ago!" Zhao Xiyue said.

"That's right, but those are all interest. I'll call you to inform you. You owe us another 50 now. You have to pay." Huang Mao squatted on the ground and whispered.

"you……"

"Don't cry."

Huang Mao squatted on the ground and looked at Zhao Xiyue's pretty face.

"When you borrowed money, you took the initiative to ask me to borrow it, and I didn't force it."

"I just borrowed 40 from you, and now I have repaid you more than 100 million." Zhao Xiyue said, "You are clearly usury."

"I just know, silly sister."

Huang Mao, who was squatting on the ground, smiled, took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and blew out a few smoke rings.

"Don't even think about it, no one is a philanthropist."

"We don't know each other before, why should I lend you 40 yuan? Do you think I'm a good person, a boy who spreads money?"

"I have no money now." Zhao Xiyue bit her lip and said.

"Sister, it's your fault. When I lent you the money, I didn't hesitate at all. You were very grateful to me when you took the money. Why did you start acting like a rascal when you repaid the money?" Huang Mao scratched his head with a cigarette in his mouth, "You really think that the one who borrowed money is the grandson, and the one who owes money is the uncle."

"How much does she still owe you?"

Xin Zhao walked out of the room, during which time he also roughly understood the situation.

usury.

Rolling interest.

Zhao Xiyue has been short of money, and was forced by these people.

"There are still people." Huang Mao glanced at Xin Zhao up and down, "Who are you, what's the matter, you want to fill in their bills?"

"Say the number."

"Heh, I said it as if you could give it." Huang Mao could see that Xin Zhao's clothes didn't look like a wealthy person, "One million, can you give it?"

"Just now you said 50!" Zhao Xiyue shouted.

"That was just now, and now it is 100 million." Huang Mao squinted his eyes and looked at Xin Zhao, "How about it, can you give it, if you can't give it, get out, don't be an eyesore here."

"Okay, I'll go transfer the money with you."

Xin Zhao's casual answer made Huang Mao couldn't help frowning.

Is this kid really rich?

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake just now. It should be 200 million." Huang Mao grinned.

"no problem."

"Oh, it suddenly rose again just now, 500 million." Huang Mao suddenly stretched out five fingers again.

Xin Zhao hugged his shoulders and looked at Huang Mao, seeing that he didn't look like a real collection at all.

Seeing that Xin Zhao was speechless for a long time.

Huang Mao also smiled contemptuously: "Don't pretend to be a fool if you don't have money, give me 500 million, and this matter will be over."

"Are you sure? As long as I agree, I'm afraid you will have to increase it to 1000 million. You don't want the money at all, you have other agendas." Xin Zhao narrowed his eyes.

"It's pretty smart."

Huang Mao didn't refute, and stretched lazily.

"Now that you know it, get out of here."

"I think it's you who should get away."

While speaking, Xin Zhao twisted his neck, and his arms cracked all over his body.

"Actually, you can really ask for money to leave, but it's a pity that you don't want money, so I have a solution here that doesn't require money."

"Oh, what's the matter, you still want to fight with us." Huang Mao sneered.

In this shantytown, who doesn't know the name of his killer Matt Huangmao.

Even those in the urban area.

Seeing him also has to give three points.

He came from a shantytown, and he was able to achieve his current status because of his hard work.

Do it with him!

You are simply asking for trouble.

"Smart, I will reward you with stars!"

Xin Zhao punched Huang Mao on the nose.

The fist wind is fierce.

Hunting sounds.

Huang Mao was beaten so hard that his eyes stared, and his younger brothers all rushed up with their eyes wide open.

Xin Zhao's eyes were cold.

All in one punch.

A dozen punks were all beaten and lying on the ground.

"you……"

"you……"

"you……"

Huang Mao squatted on the ground, his eyes filled with horror.Xin Zhao walked towards him slowly, and heard him shout.

"You are Saitama-sensei!"

"I am your uncle." Xin Zhao waved it out with a slap.

"Teacher, I am your brainless fan, I will watch every season of yours!" Huang Mao grabbed Xin Zhao's hand.

One punch!
It's clearly Saitama's master move.

Huang Mao didn't know how many times he had watched it, he would never remember it wrong!

"You have clubbing in your head."

This Nima is in the late stage of the second disease.

cartoon.

Friends, do you think the people in anime are real? !
"Teacher, it's true! I remember all your lines!"

As he spoke, Huang Mao jumped up from the ground, took off his coat and tied it around his neck.

Following the classic fragments of the time, he turned his coat into a cloak, waved his palm, and pounded his fist on his chest.

"The earth is guarded by me!"

Bad Japanese spit out from Huang Mao's mouth, and Xin Zhao kicked him to the ground when he went up.

"Are you out of your mind?"

"Teacher! I'm really your fanatic. I like you so much. I can punch anyone. You're awesome!" Huang Mao, who was kicked on the ground, ran up with a grin.

Recalling Huang Mao's appearance before, looking at his current appearance.

The contrast is too great!

"teacher!"

"I'm not!" Xin Zhao slapped Huang Mao on the head, "You seem to have something wrong, then Qiyu is a foreigner, isn't it Mandarin that I'm speaking to you now? He has no hair, you can't see me Is it a head of black and beautiful hair?"

"That's right."

Huang Mao nodded slightly, then frowned.

"then who are you?"

"I am his master, the one-punch hero!"

(End of this chapter)