Black Heart Tangyuan Edible Guide

This group of people can be seen to be a group of desperadoes, who only pick up those strangely dark small forks.

When they drove to a small alley, they stopped the car towards the alley, barely blocked all the passages, and then jumped out of the car with the hostages extremely neatly.

Seeing that there is a moat behind the alley, if they jump into this river, it will be difficult for them to find anyone.

Fang Zhimo got out of the car decisively, took a run-up, stepped on the SUV, and turned over cleanly.

And Cheng Du probably heard that someone was coming to save him, so he frantically tried to delay the time.

Fang Zhimo quickly overthrew the little guys in front of him, and when he caught up with the two gangsters who were dragging Cheng Du along, he suddenly felt that one of them had a hairstyle that seemed a little out of this world.

That running momentum——

Where did I see it.

The man was running extremely fast. Seeing Cheng Du dragging his hind legs, he took out a dagger from his pocket and pressed it against his waist: "Hurry up!"

Cheng Du couldn't see anything, but he could feel something hard against him, so he had to quicken his pace.

The footsteps behind him were getting closer, and suddenly there was a "click", and the man felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the dagger flew into the air, flying several meters away, and landed in the corner of the wall.

The man stopped, covered his injured wrist, and turned his head to glare at Zhimo.

A very familiar monkey face.

"It's you?"

When Fang Zhimo saw the man's appearance, he had a poisonous feeling.

He is the one who lingers, every time, so is your family the only gangster in City B left?

The gangster had obviously recognized Fang Zhimo when he put down the car window just now, and now he put on a shabby and generous look: "Yes, it's me, kid, but today you fell into my hands again, Grandpa!" gone."

When he said this, the gangster was actually guilty.

Does the man in front of him still have a trace of his weak appearance?He is almost a head taller than him, and when he speaks, he exudes a sense of power.

It was a kind of power belonging to the superior, how could he not see it after being in the society for so many years.

Fang Zhimo sneered: "I'm afraid you can't afford to be this grandfather. Tell me, when do you plan to pay back what you owe me?"

The gangster frowned, covered his front teeth subconsciously, and cursed: "Joke, what do I owe you? Who do you think you are, the Pacific Police?"

While the gangster leader was talking, another gangster over there was holding Cheng Du back quietly.

Fang Zhimo knew that he was stalling for time, so he simply saved all the fuss and went straight to the kick.

Whip kick is practiced well. To be honest, the power is a bit scary. Isn’t there a video on the Internet dedicated to whip kick? The one that bent the steel pipe.

Fang Zhimo's whip kick was learned from Xia Tian at least. When he went down, the gangster only had time to block it with his hand before he was kicked and fell to the ground sideways.

"I X..."

The gangster has fought a lot these years, and his muscles have also been developed. He is no longer the little gangster who can only yell and drink. I feel that it is no problem to hit three by one, but this kick kicked my left arm. I lost consciousness immediately, and my cheeks were burning with pain.

He spat out a mouthful of foam and found that there was blood on it. He took two steps back and shouted, "What are you looking at? Why don't he hurry over and help?"

The first few who were kicked over ran over slowly, and the remaining one who was holding Cheng Du didn't know whether to run or stay, looking left and right, it was very difficult.

Fang Zhimo ignored them, and walked straight to the gangster leader, and said as he walked, "One tooth, the annual interest is one, and two teeth, two per year. You owe 2 yuan for these two teeth." Years, including the principal, the total is 17, and a normal person usually has up to 36, which means that you have knocked out all your teeth, and you still owe me four."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked back: "Your boss doesn't have enough teeth, who is willing to pay it for him?"

This account is a bit muddy, Fang Zhimo said this just to frighten the group of punks.

The so-called shooting the first bird, as long as no one dares to rush out first, he will not be besieged by these gangsters, and the possibility of rescuing Cheng Du will be higher.

This trick seems to have worked, and the group of punks stood still after listening to the situation, watching the situation.

The gangster was also drunk after hearing the account, and backed away while cursing: "When did I owe you two front teeth? Besides, the guarantee letter didn't say that there would be interest! Don't you think so?" Talk nonsense with me, you you you, you touch porcelain, you?"

Fang Zhimo chuckled: "Yes, there is no interest written on the guarantee letter, but how do you know there is a guarantee letter? Signed it? Wang Lei?"

The gangster's expression changed a few times when he heard him call his name directly.

Before he could speak again, Fang Zhimo's expression froze, and he cast a wink at Cheng Du and said, "It's okay if you don't charge you interest, tell me who is behind the scenes. Who told you to tie him up? The purpose is What?"

After hearing this sentence, the bastard leader suddenly stiffened again for some reason, straightened his waist and said: "Our Snake Tiger Hall uses people's money to eliminate disasters for others, and has never betrayed customers! If you have the ability, you hit me!"

Fang Zhimo looked at him condescendingly, then raised his foot and kicked the door in his face, his voice was terribly calm: "If that's the case, it's as you wish."

This kick was aimed at the mouth, without any mercy, the gangster's mouth swelled instantly, and the front teeth fell out as planned, no more, no less, exactly two.

Seeing the bloody front teeth that fell out, the gangster leader immediately withered.

He wailed and cursed indistinctly: "Fuck you little son of a bitch, I'm so fucked up when I meet you, I'll have to deal with my teeth, bastard son of a bitch..."

These words and sentences were all scattered, and Fang Zhimo guessed the last few words with his imagination.

He really didn't have time to talk nonsense with this person anymore, so he kicked up again——

Just as he was about to kick it down, the gangster suddenly yelled like a pig: "Don't kick it, don't kick it, I said, I said it's okay! I don't know the name of the customer just from the above, I just I know his surname is Bu, surname Bu! That’s all I know, please forgive me, I’m begging you, uncle, uncle, brother, please raise your hand, you can punish others, this city B is so big, don’t blame me Let me be pitted by myself, and my family still points at me to eat..."

Fang Zhimo actually looked down on this kind of people the most.

A big man, with hands and feet, can't do anything, and he must make a living with this kind of hustle and bustle.

Every now and then, it's "the whole family still points at me to eat", this pot, your family doesn't want to recite it at all, okay?

But he really didn't have time to talk nonsense with this kid, so he retracted his legs neatly, and raised his chin towards the moat: "Okay, I don't want the interest anymore, you can keep it to support your family. But, next time I see you again, you'd better wash my hands, otherwise... I have plenty of ways to deal with you."

The gangster finally repaid his previous debt today, and he didn't dare to do it again. With a big wave of his hand, he took a few of his men and slipped away safely.

Watching the few people leave, Fang Zhimo quickly walked to Cheng Du's side and untied the rope for him: "Are you all right? Are you injured?"

The author has something to say:

So Bu Xun's true identity is finally revealed...he is the villain who has been lurking beside the protagonist.

Don't dutifully give the protagonist head, experience, cultivation and scolding along the way, isn't it always the villain's monopoly? _(:з」∠)_

But being scolded so badly is a bit beyond my expectation, after all, some people still think the previous villains are cute. . . (Push Glasses.jpg