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Chapter 4 Thank you, Chenghui!
Fan Bizhuang didn't know the cause of the incident, and he didn't want to know. The only thing he cared about was that in Tongs Bar, no noise was allowed, especially if it disturbed his dream, it would be a heinous crime.

However, Fan Bizhuang is a very principled person. If it is not necessary, he does not want to give physical punishment to those who make mistakes. Things that can be solved with money are not a problem—anyway, "the bar The “Rules” are written very clearly, there are rules and regulations, what can be done, what can’t be done, and after you do what you can’t do, then well, just follow the rules and regulations and pay the fine.

Looking at the childish boy in front of him, cowering and expressing his gratitude, Fan Bizhuang couldn't help but feel a little funny, these greenhouse flowers who haven't really seen what society is like, their words and deeds are really childish ah.

rescue?grateful?
I'm not your parents, do you think I'll help you out of trouble unconditionally?Help the weak to drive away the bad guys, and then accept gratitude, hello, hello, everyone, please, this is reality, not a novel or NC Ultraman filmed by the island country.

Let others do the protection of the earth, at least he is not such a person as Fan Bizhuang.

Of course, Fan Bizhuang has no interest in bullying children or anything like that. Only a person like bald Naduo, who is stern, introverted, lazy, and very LOW, will never tire of it.

As I said before, Fan Bizhuang is a very principled person, so he still looked at the little guys squatting on the ground with a smile on his face, and only pointed at them when he was about to see them getting scared. Next to the dark red wall.

Bo Yang and the others subconsciously looked in the direction of his finger. There was nothing... No, to be precise, there was a piece of paper stuck on the wall, with many words written in distorted fonts densely packed on it.

"This...this is..."

Bo Yang's eyes widened, and he studied carefully and earnestly. His little friends also stood up, stretched their necks, raised their heads, and read aloud while watching.

"No littering in bars..."

"Find a wine glass to pick up the wine by yourself, if you can't find it, get out..."

"Uh, don't disturb the bartender sleeping..."

Looking at the weird regulations above, Bo Yang and his friends were almost confused. What made them even more incredible was that there was a number written at the end of each article. Obviously, this was a violation of the regulations. Penalties to be paid thereafter.

Fan Bizhuang was a little impatient: "Don't read one by one, it's really troublesome, read the third one first..."

Bo Yang found the third item, then nodded knowingly, and couldn't help laughing when he thought of how everyone in the bar paid for the money with a sad face just now.But when he came into contact with the eyes that had been staring at him coldly, he shuddered again, and immediately stretched his hand into his trouser pocket: "Fifty cents, some..."

Although I don't know what the person in front of me is capable of, he was able to make all the guests in the bar pay the fines honestly, but thinking about how many people with such hideous faces were driven away by him just now, Bo Yang is still a good man. The wise saying of not eating the immediate loss, while paying the money, said to the friends around me: "We did disturb others' sleep, this punishment should be accepted..."

Although Bo Yang really wanted to say, "It's not that we want to disturb your sleep, it's that bald head is too hateful!" At the same time, he still had doubts in his heart. Didn't his parents and coaches often say that the world is beautiful? Will there always be good people to help in difficulties?But everything that happened here tonight has quietly changed his world view of "doing good to others will always bring good rewards"—just like the big cold man in front of him, he doesn't seem to be doing good deeds at all, but more like It's making a... er, transaction.

Doubts are doubts, but Bo Yang took out a coin and handed it to the other party.The other friends were strong, and each of them took out fifty cents and handed them over.

"Very good, little nurse."

Fan Bizhuang grabbed the coins in his palm and put them into his pocket, continued to look at Bo Yang with a half-smile, and softly "praise" him.

Bo Yang even felt flattered. Just as he was about to ask himself if the others could leave, the young man who didn't look much older than him snapped his fingers again.

"Okay, the penalty for the third article has been paid, now please look at the eighth article."

Bo Yang and the others could only look up at the wall again.

"Don't make noise in the bar, cause trouble... Compensation... er, fifty euros?! It's so expensive..."

The pupils of Bo Yang and others shrank instantly, and Dos Santos let out an incredible exclamation.Although fifty euros is not much, they are just a group of young players who have only signed apprenticeship contracts. Although they are paid, it is not much at all, and their money is basically kept by their parents or coaches. It's just some pocket money for a month.

For them, fifty euros can be regarded as a "huge sum".

"vampire……"

For some reason, a shadow with a black cloak, disheveled hair, and sharp fangs suddenly appeared in Bo Yang's mind, just like the Vampire Earl on TV. The difference is that the Vampire Earl sucked human blood. And the "vampire" in front of him sucked their money.

Facing the young man who fell from the sky to drive away the evil forces, Bo Yang hesitated in his heart, but he couldn't muster any courage to resist in the face of the other party's cold eyes. He stretched his hand into his trouser pocket again, hesitating. After a while, he finally sighed in resignation.

At this time, Fan Bizhuang's voice sounded again.

"Generally speaking, the penalty for violating Article [-] is fifty euros, but you are different. You offended my guest and embarrassed him, which directly affected the business of the bar. As a reward to you punishment, so..."

There was another crisp finger snap.

"The penalty is doubled, one hundred euros per person!"

Bo Yang and his friends suddenly lost their composure, and everyone had angry expressions on their faces.

"Ah, one hundred euros?!"

"My God, are you kidding me? So much?"

"Where do we have so much money! You are robbing and immoral, you..."

Facing the "resistance" of the little milk children, Fan Bizhuang didn't speak, and still just looked at them with folded arms, with a playful sneer on the corner of his mouth.

On the contrary, the drinkers who watched the show around them became more energetic, their eyes lit up, and almost everyone kept shouting in their hearts——

"It's coming! It's coming! The good show is finally coming! Fortunately, I didn't leave, and Nado is a coward. Fortunately, fortunately, it's okay to have this group of brats help... I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Little brats, you must resist to the end, don't give up, you can't give money!"

"I've seen a great Hollywood action drama coming up, and Fan's going to contribute to St. Mary's Hospital again... Ha!"

Sensing the gleaming eyes of the drinkers around him as if they were looking at lambs, Bo Yang's uneasiness and fear continued to magnify. He gritted his teeth and stopped the complaints of his friends: "We gave the money."

Including Bo Yang himself, there are six people in total, that is to say, they have to pay the other party 210 euros in compensation.Bo Yang and his friends cleaned out their pockets, and in the end they only managed to scrape together a total of [-] euros, which is still a long way from the goal.

Seeing Bo Yang holding a lot of banknotes and coins of different denominations, trembling and hesitating, not daring to go forward, Fan Bizhuang took the money directly into his hands very rudely, and soon He said proudly: "It's a lot worse, right? It doesn't matter. I'm a reasonable person. Come on, just write an IOU. I believe you will not renege on your debt."

But in my heart I slandered: "I'm not afraid even if I renege on my debts, anyway, I have plenty of ways to find you."

"Okay... okay."

Bo Yang's heart was full of bitterness and grievances, but he had already decided to give the money, so it would be nothing to write another IOU.

"Wait a little longer..." Fidel handed over a piece of paper and a pen, Fan Bizhuang nodded, and then looked at Bo Yang and the others, "I have something to tell you first, seeing this pile of things on the ground Is it? Well, you don't have to stick to the wall to find it anymore. There is no such thing. You messed up my bar. You don't have to pay for it. Just clean it up. I mean , not just this pool of stains and rubbish, but the whole bar. After closing, you have to clean up the whole bar before you can leave."

Speaking of this, Fan Bizhuang laughed again: "Of course, you can also choose to hire others to help you clean. But it looks like you have no money, so it seems that you can only find me. Because I am the only good person , allow you to write IOUs. How about giving you a jump-off price, one hundred euros?"

"Do you want to stay and clean after all the guests are gone, or just write an extra one hundred euros on the IOU, and you can leave now, choose." At this point, Fan Bizhuang sighed again, "I'm such a good person, I always love to think of others like this, oh..."

The drinkers around complained in their hearts: Are you still a good person?Who in the whole area doesn't know that you are the most bastard and greedy for money. If you are a good person, it's almost the same unless everyone in Barcelona is dead!

At the same time, the drinkers continued to widen their eyes, screaming in their hearts—don't write, don't write, get angry, resist!Jump up and curse, and wave your fists!Hurry up and stage a fierce fighting drama for us!

The fact is that they were disappointed. Bo Yang and others were completely frightened by this "greedy and cold" bartender. Hearing that they could leave Tongs now, they chose to pay an extra [-] euros without hesitation, and wrote After the IOU, everyone signed their names on it and ran out of the bar as if fleeing.

Seeing that there was no good show to watch, the drinkers complained a few words, and then dispersed.

And Fan Bizhuang carefully folded the IOU in his hand, put it in his pocket, and said with emotion: "I can teach these little milk kids with little social experience a lesson. But it's so cheap, alas, I'm really a good person, I can't help but give my nobility a thumbs up!"

Fidel came closer with a smile: "I agree with that, Fan, you are really a good person."

"You are the only one who understands me, Fidel." Fan Bizhuang was very satisfied with Fatty Fidel's flattery, "For the sake of your discernment, just forget about [-] cents for disturbing my sleep, a small profit, and a good mood." Alright, I'll let you go."

"That's kind." Fidel nodded with a smile and sighed, "If it weren't for you, these little guys would definitely be severely punished by Nado and the others. Not only would they suffer verbal insults, I guess The face will also bloom, you..."

Fidel's voice stopped abruptly, and a white and clean palm appeared before his eyes.

"Chenghui, thank you, fifty cents!"

"..."

Fatty Fidel wanted to cry, but he didn't want to cry, so he didn't pat the ass well, and he slapped the horse's leg.Forget it, honestly pay for it.

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