My ring is too bad

Chapter 9 You are courting death
The next day, Fang Gan got up at four o'clock in the morning to save the manuscript, checked the data of "Tu Xian", and found that the data had increased a lot, clicked 900, recommended votes 543, favorited 573, and there were many comments. Most of them praised him for his good writing, and there were more than a dozen reminders for updates. Of course, there were also a few discordant comments, which Fang Gan ignored.

On the new book list, "Tu Xian" also soared all the way to No. 21. Most of the top ones are new books written by veteran masters of Xiaoyao Chinese website. Fang Gan is still very satisfied with this result.

Opening the attribute panel, Fang Gan found that his reputation had also increased by more than 100 points, reaching 276 points.

"I should be able to exchange Xiaoxue for a body protection pendant by tomorrow at the most." Fang Gan thought with some relief.

At school in the morning, Fang Gan continued to study crazily relying on his photographic memory. For the upcoming monthly exam, Fang Gan was full of confidence.

The whole morning passed quickly, and after having lunch with his parents in the restaurant at noon, Fang Gan proposed to his parents that he wanted to help out in the restaurant in the afternoon, but was rejected by his parents.

"The third year of high school is stressful, so I can finally take a rest, go and go, go upstairs to sleep, if you are really in good spirits, go for a walk around to relax, your dad and I are enough in the store, you are here This will only add to the chaos." Han Qingmei babbled at Fang Gan, and Fang Gan couldn't help shrinking his neck when he heard the words.

The dad beside him, Fangzheng, interjected with a smirk, "Or if you don't want to go around, then take the book to Old Liu's house and review it with Xiaoxue.

Xiaoxue's grades are so good, why don't you stay with her all day, why don't you know how to receive more nurturing? "

Mother Han Qingmei's eyes lit up when she heard the words, she took out 200 yuan from her pocket and patted it on Fang Gan's hand, and said, "Son, your dad is right, go quickly and ask Xiaoxue to review together, if you are tired from studying, Just take Xiaoxue out to play, buy some delicious food, or watch a movie."

"Son, Dad is very optimistic about you." Fang Zheng gestured to Fang Gan: "Your mother and I even bought a house for you."

Fang Gan has two apartments in his home, one is the old house he lives in now, and the other is located in the new urban area, which is still under renovation.

Fang Gan was helpless, it seemed that he couldn't stay in the restaurant anymore, so he had to find another way.

Fang Gan left the restaurant and walked towards Xiaoxue's building under the gratified eyes of his parents.

But after getting out of the sight of his parents, Fang Gan turned back and stood in a corner secretly observing the surroundings of the restaurant, quietly waiting for the group of gangsters to arrive.

Fang Gan was bored waiting in the corner, so he started to warm up, doing [-] push-ups and [-] squats in one go.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, it was already past the meal time, and there were not many customers eating in the restaurant. Han Qingmei and Fang Zheng were sitting together and chatting.

Suddenly, a group of people walked into the restaurant step by step, led by a fat bald man with a scar on his face, wearing a big gold chain about the thickness of his little finger around his neck.

Behind the bald head was a group of young people with colorfully dyed hair, all of them were very proud, and started to drive away the restaurant guests as soon as they entered the door.

When the guests saw the flow of people, they quickly packed up their things and left.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why are you chasing away my guests?" Seeing this, Fangzheng quickly got up and walked over, and said with his eyes wide open.

"Our third brother wants to eat, so hurry up and prepare it." A young man with red hair beside the bald head also stared at Fangzheng and said loudly.

"Eat as soon as you eat, why chase my guests away?" Fangzheng said not to be outdone.

"Our third brother doesn't like irrelevant people around when we eat." The red-haired young man took a step forward, his face was almost touching Fang Zheng's face, and said fiercely: "Old man, is there any problem?" ?”

Fangzheng's chest was heaving with anger, Han Qingmei hurried up to hold her husband, and said, "Old Fang, forget it, it's all customers when you enter the store."

"This aunt is still sensible." The bald head smiled, and looked Han Qingmei up and down as he spoke, then turned to tease the younger brothers behind him: "Don't tell me, this aunt is really good-looking, and she is a little The taste of milfs."

"Hahahahaha." The young people all laughed happily.

"You..." Fangzheng was furious and wanted to fight them.

Han Qingmei on the side grabbed her husband desperately, and forced a smile at the bald head: "Brother, don't make fun of me as a yellow-faced woman. If you want something to eat, I will make it for you. I dare not say anything else. Our family The taste of the food is famous far and wide.”

Bald opened a stool and sat down, waved his hands and said, "I want to eat noodles today, so give me a bowl of noodles first."

"Okay, how about you? What do you want to eat?" Han Qingmei looked at the young people with a dry smile.

"Us? We don't eat, we are not hungry, we just come to eat noodles with third brother." The red-haired young man smiled slightly with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

Fangzheng's face became darker and darker, and it was about to drip water. Even a fool could tell that these people were here to find fault.

Fangzheng was angry in his heart. If he was alone, he would have done it long ago. The workers in the old iron and steel factory would not be afraid of trouble, but he could feel his wife Han Qingmei trembling slightly holding his hand, and Fangzheng had to forcefully suppress the pain in his heart. anger.

There are many people on the other side, so I don't care if I start a fight, but I can't guarantee that my wife won't get hurt. For the sake of his family, Fang Zheng can silently endure everything. In this regard, Fang Gan can be said to have inherited his father's genes perfectly.

Fangzheng took a deep breath, tried his best to keep his tone as calm as possible, and said, "We have beef noodles, mutton noodles, scallion noodles and hot dry noodles. Which kind of noodles do you want?"

"Let's have a bowl of beef noodles." The bald head said, then turned to the red-haired young man and said: "Red hair, go and buy a few decks of cards, so that the brothers won't be bored waiting."

"Okay, third brother." The red-haired young man agreed with a smile, and gave Fangzheng a provocative look.

unacceptable!

Fangzheng clenched his fist tightly, but Han Qingmei forcefully pulled her husband to the kitchen.

boom!
At this moment, the red-haired young man who had just walked out of the restaurant immediately flew back upside down and hit the ground heavily.

Fang Gan walked in with a ferocious face, eyes full of anger, fixedly staring at the bald head and the other young people, and said in a voice like a wild beast growling: "You are courting death!"

"Son." Both Han Qingmei and Fang Zheng were taken aback. The appearance of Fang Gan made them feel a little scared. They couldn't connect with the well-behaved and sensible son in their impression, and felt very strange.

"Damn, where did the little bastard come from, dare to hit my brother, kill him!" Seeing this, the bald head was slightly annoyed, and he patted the table heavily with his hands.

The young people in the restaurant rushed towards Fang Gan with fierce expressions on their faces.

"Stop it, who dares to beat my son." Seeing that they were going to beat his son, Fangzheng quickly picked up the stool next to him to beat up those young people.

Seeing that her son was about to be beaten, Han Qingmei, who had been forbearance before, turned her eyes red for a moment, turned around and rushed into the kitchen, ran out with a kitchen knife, pointed at the young people, and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Who dares to touch my son, I will kill you!" Who did you kill!"

At this moment, Han Qingmei was like a lunatic, and she frightened everyone.

(End of this chapter)