The years when I was an old man

"Don't move!"

My words made several people stop in their tracks.

Everyone in the venue looked at me.

"Master Hong, take them back to their seats!"

I said directly to Lord Hong and the others.

As soon as the words came out, everyone was stunned.

It was obviously because of me that they were not afraid of guns and rushed forward desperately.

But I stopped them and stopped them from moving.

"I do not!"

On Xiaoduo's lovely face, there is a wave of stubbornness and anger.

Master Hong stepped forward to grab Xiaoduo's arm, but Xiaoduo threw it violently.

"Get out of the way, don't touch me. I don't care about the sixth day. I just don't allow them to bully you..."

Bully?

I couldn't help but smiled wryly.

In Xiaoduo's world, she doesn't talk about right and wrong.

What she cares about is that she can't let the person she cares about get hurt a little bit.

"Xiaoduo, do you still remember what I said in the morning? We are walking in the rivers and lakes, where the blades dance and the blades lick blood. We are not being bullied, but because I am not good at learning in the sixth grade of junior high school. I have to be willing." Take the bet. Get back to your seat, okay?"

As soon as I spoke, Xiaoduoxiang's shoulders trembled slightly, and tears flowed down silently.

"But how could you lose? On the sixth day of the junior high school, you shouldn't lose!"

Along with the tears, Xiaoduo said choked up.

Looking at Xiaoduo, I felt a bit of pain in my heart.

But I still laughed and said slowly:

"Why can't I lose? I am not a god, and there is no god in this world. When I win, I can cut off other people's fingers and cut off their palms. If I lose, shouldn't others punish me? Xiaoduo , I don't want to be a joke of Ran Daoqianmen. Be obedient and go back. Okay?"

Xiaoduo didn't speak any more, just sobbed non-stop.

I shook my head at Lao Hei and the others.

I saw Lao Hei gritted his teeth, held the chair with both hands, and hit the ground with a "bang".

The mute was also flushed with anger, pointing the homemade sickle at Master Ha, and said stammeringly:

"Give it, wait for me. I must, I must do it, I must do it!"

Everyone returned to their seats.

And I looked at Master Ha and said:

"Ha, go on!"

Master Ha laughed twice, looked at the angry people, and said:

"We're on even terms now. You messed with me, and I'll go back. It's better to get rid of the enemies, but let's forget about it. We'll still be friends in the future!"

This is Master Ha, who has first-rate ability to adapt to the wind.

"If you don't come, I will!"

As soon as the words fell, Ah Hao in the auditorium suddenly stood up.

He walked quickly to Grandpa Ha, and reached out to take the ashtray in Grandpa Ha's hand.

After weighing it a few times, he sneered at me and said:

"Guan Dongzai, last time I was disturbed by that bullshit village chief. Do we have to do some calculations today..."

"can!"

Carrying the ashtray, Ah Hao walked up to me.

I saw him stare, hold up the ashtray, and hit my head.

There was a muffled "bang", and my body trembled involuntarily.

This blow from him was much heavier than Master Ha's one.

I could clearly feel a wave of warmth slowly flowing down from my head.

To the forehead, cheeks, around the mouth.

I licked it lightly, it was slightly salty and had a hint of rust.

"Sixth day!"

Xiaoduo's heart-piercing shouts came from the audience area again.

With a crying voice, she yelled at me:

"You fight back, fight back!"

I couldn't help laughing.Although I can't see my expression, I can guess that my smile must be very ferocious.

"continue!"

To Ahao, I said again.

Ahao also sneered, held up the ashtray, and threw it down at me again.

This time, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

With a muffled sound, my whole body leaned backwards.

If it weren't for the gambling table, I would have fallen to the ground at this moment.

But Ah Hao didn't mean to stop, he held up the ashtray again.

"stop!"

A loud female voice came from behind the screen of the box.

As soon as the voice came out, everyone looked at the box.

The graceful figure looms behind the screen.

"Li Boqian, he was beaten to death, do you still want the money?"

Li Boqian glanced at Huang Abo, seeing that Huang Abo didn't respond, he said with a smile:

"Ms. Huang is right, it's still about money!"

After speaking, he looked at his watch and said slowly:

"Five hours and 31 minutes left. If you don't have enough money, it's not as simple as hitting you a few times. But you need your hands!"

I closed my eyes and didn't answer Li Boqian's words.

Time passed by bit by bit, Master Hong kept making phone calls.

But the result was the same as before, it couldn't get through at all.

I didn't call anyone anymore, just sat in my seat and kept smoking.

After an unknown amount of time, neon lights began to flicker on the road outside the window.

The city's nightlife begins quietly amidst the lights.

At this time, there were many vacancies in the auditorium.

Many people couldn't hold on and had already left the field.

Some people chose to stay in order to watch the excitement.

"The last 5 minutes, the money is not enough, I want your hand!"

Li Boqian looked at the time and said directly to me.

I still didn't speak, quietly watching the night outside the window.