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Although Dou Tianxiao looks careless and has no brains, when encountering certain things, his nerves are extraordinarily delicate and sensitive. He was frightened by his sudden thought.

So he started his dogleg career again.

His purpose is very simple, it is to let everyone think that he is a useful person, a man who can be made, and only when a person has value can he have status and stay in this family safely.

Just do it!

That night he set an alarm clock for four in the morning, and after getting up, he helped grandpa wash and mop the floor, boil corn and wash sweet potatoes.

Grandpa rewarded him with five yuan in surprise and joy—that's a week's pocket money.

Dou Tianxiao waved his hand smartly, rejecting the offer, and took the initiative to water and fertilize the vegetables in the backyard when he returned home in the evening.

This kind of initiative lasted for more than a whole week, and the family members couldn't help praising, "It's our Xiaodouzi who is sensible and knows how to help."

Ye Xi felt that his family status might not be maintained, so he lived up to expectations and started a life of transplanting rice seedlings and farming. However, he has been thin since he was a child, and he can't lift his shoulders or hands. His work efficiency is very low, and he almost cooks with raw food. Yes, pouring water also washed the seeds that grandpa planted out of the mud.

A few days later, when the old man saw him entering the vegetable field, he started to wave his hands, "Don't, don't, you don't need to help here. If you have this spare time, hurry up and mention your grades. You are about to pass the high school entrance examination. Even a dead fish should turn over Belly, you let me open my eyes."

Ye Xi threw down the hoe and dragged out his voice weakly, "I see—"

When there was no work at home, Dou Tianxiao went to Jiang Ran's house to practice Sanda. Unfortunately, he hadn't practiced his three-legged cat Kungfu yet, and Pan Xufeng and his gang showed up again.

Pan Xufeng inquired about Dou Guangmao's hometown but found nothing, so he turned back to Xi Town.

This time, not only Dou Tianxiao's family, but also the school and the noodle shop suffered.

Pan Xufeng led his debt collection team and squatted at several places where Dou Tianxiao frequented. He didn't believe that Dou Guangmao could really leave his son behind.

They followed Dou Tianxiao all the way, and squatted at the door on time to and from school, following Dou Tianxiao more closely than the president's bodyguards. After Dou Tianxiao returned to the noodle shop, they moved a few small benches and stationed at the door of the shop. Staring straight at people.

The gangsters always have unique styles and are easy to distinguish. With bald tattoos and swear words, once their eyes lock on the target, it's like a wolf picking up a lamb.

It frightened away the regular customers in the store abruptly.

After a long time, my aunt began to sigh and sigh in the store, but the other party didn't cause trouble and didn't spend money. The police would not care about this matter. The uncle really had nothing to do with them, so he had to beg his grandpa to tell his grandma and beg them to go away quickly. .

"I said, don't you usually have to run other businesses? Who pays you when you squat here all day?"

Pan Xufeng lit a cigarette, took a sip, "You are so lenient, it's none of your business whether I get paid or not."

While he was talking, white smoke was still coming out of his mouth, which choked my uncle half to death.

"Isn't your family in a hurry without a stable job? You think it's okay now, but in the future you'll have a girlfriend, a wife and children, and you're just fooling around like this? Man..."

Pan Xufeng was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and raised his voice in an instant, "Why are you talking so much when you sell noodles? It's none of your business whether I have a wife or not. I earn less in a day than you in a month." More. Don't fucking worry about dogs and mice here."

With an attitude of "If you don't make me feel better, I won't let you live in peace", he picked up the broom next to the wall and said, "This is the entrance of our store. If you want to eat melon seeds and talk about it, go find another place. Posted on the door of my store like a new year painting to ward off evil spirits, it scares away all my customers and I can't do business anymore, if I do this again, I will call the police."

Pan Xufeng twitched his lips and ignored his warning.

A black-faced guy next to him yelled impatiently, "Joke, your name is engraved on this street? We can stay where we like, and we can't poop ourselves, so we're just living in a latrine!"

"That's right! It's up to you guys!" the uncle said angrily.

"You're fucking looking for death!" Xiao Xiao said, pointing at his nose.

Uncle's anger was also completely aroused. He picked up the broom and waved it heavily on the ground. In an instant, the dust flew up, and the melon seed husks cracked by a group of people flew back into the shoes and socks of the group of people.

Pan Xufeng and the others jumped to the side like kangaroos. Uncle took advantage of the victory and chased after him, sweeping harder and harder. From a distance, he looked like a kindergarten teacher leading a child.

"Boss, I think he did it on purpose!" Zifa said, pointing at his uncle.

"Nonsense, I can't fucking see it!" Pan Xufeng reached out to snatch the broom from his uncle.

"Huh? What are you doing! This is my broom, at the door of my shop, I can sweep the floor however I like, can you control me?" While speaking, the uncle held the broom in front of him, just like Monkey King turning a golden cudgel , Playing the broom well, the melon seeds and peels that were originally stuck in the broom were thrown all over the sky.

Pan Xufeng accidentally ate a mouthful of melon seed skin, spit out a mouthful of saliva, stepped forward and grabbed the broom handle, and the two sides caught off guard and started a tug-of-war game.

"You fucking let go!" Pan Xufeng said, pointing at his uncle's nose.

"Killer, killer! Hurry up and kill!" the person behind him with an unknown accent shouted loudly.

"Kill your grandpa!" The uncle hugged the electric pole on the side of the road with one hand, and grabbed the broom handle with all his strength with the other hand, "You fucking let go first, this is my ancestral broom! It is specially used to beat dog legs, and you won’t be able to pay for it if it is broken!”

Upon hearing this, Pan Xufeng opened his eyes angrily and said, "I'm going to use it to break your dog's legs today!"

At that time, many household brooms were made of sorghum stalks, which were hard and rough, and my uncle's fingers and palms were worn out.My aunt also hurriedly joined the battle camp.

Many business owners and customers came out to watch the fun, yelling "Ouch, ouch, ouch", as if they were not watching a theater but had a toothache.

At the same time, the two children who were doing their homework upstairs also heard the movement and stuck their heads out of the window.

After a while, crowds of people flocked to the door of Axiang Noodle Restaurant, passers-by also stopped and stretched their necks to look inside, like a live broadcast of folk juggling.There are also good people who shouted cheering slogans to the uncle.

Just when the two sides were evenly matched, relying on the tacit understanding between husband and wife for many years, the uncle and aunt suddenly let go at the same time, only to see the two strong men on the opposite side retreat at the same time, one stepped on the other's instep, and finally could not resist the drive of inertia , fell on his back and squatted.

Uncle raised his head and let out a heroic laugh, while a group of onlookers laughed and whispered.

Pan Xufeng's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He chased his uncle with a broom and started beating them.

Dou Tianxiao and Ye Xi, who had just rushed downstairs, stepped forward to stop them, but were blocked at the door by several minions.

When Dou Tianxiao thought about the last time that this group of people hurt grandpa, he became furious. He picked up a ceramic chopsticks basket on the table and threw it at Pan Xufeng.

The blow hit his side face, Pan Xufeng covered half of his face, pointed at him with wide eyes, "Take care of him!"

Uncle took the opportunity to kick him on the leg, and the two wrestled into a ball again.

Dou Tianxiao turned his head and wanted to run away, but the others started to overturn the table and throw the chairs. He had to adopt a posture of "I will also be the master of your territory", and the dishes and chopsticks on the table that had not been cleared away rattled and fell. Crushed.

Seeing this, Ye Xi and Dou Tianxiao hurried forward to stop them, and the two sides began to tear and wrestle again.

Because the opponent's tricks were too chaotic, the three-legged cat kung fu learned by Dou Tianxiao from Jiang Ran was useless in the melee, so he could only use the killer trick Jiang Ran taught him.

He raised his knee and hit Heilian's vital parts hard.

The facial features of the black face suddenly gathered together, covering his crotch with both hands as if holding back urine, and said through gritted teeth: "You son of a bitch."

Taking advantage of the chaos, Ye Xi stepped forward and kicked his ass again.

Hei Lian let out an "Aw", and leaned against the wall, his facial features were distorted to the point of deformation, Dou Tianxiao took advantage of the victory to pursue and punched him several times in the face.

But no matter what, it was two unarmed students after all, and within a few seconds of gaining the upper hand, they were pushed down on two dining tables by several gangsters who swarmed up.

Dou Tianxiao's hands were tightly pressed, so he could only lift his foot and hook back forcefully, but the opponent cleverly dodged it.

The black-faced gangster grabbed the back of his neck with one hand, and pressed his arm with the other, "Pass me the kitchen knife."

"What are you doing!" Ye Xi roared, but because most of his face was squeezed on the table, his voice seemed a little weak.

"Is it the fist that was swung by this hand just now?" Heimian smiled ferociously, "Which finger should I chop off?"

Dou Tianxiao looked at the knife in Heimian's hand in horror. It was used by his uncle to chop stick bones. It was thick and sharp. It had just been sharpened the day before yesterday. It could cut the thigh bone in half with a single stroke. Not to mention fingers.

He swallowed his saliva, his scalp began to tingle, a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his back and forehead, and he called uncle in a trembling voice.

However, the noise outside the store was so loud that it was impossible to hear the movement inside.

At this time, my uncle and Pan Xufeng were hugging each other, rolling on the ground and choking each other.

The onlookers were furious, but no one stepped forward to stop them, and Dou Tianxiao and the others were blocked by the store door, which happened to be a blind spot.

Ye Xi was also held down by someone on his upper body. When he twisted and struggled, he heard "cracking" sounds from his elbows and the back of his neck, and he couldn't move at all.

A black-faced hand pressed the back of Dou Tianxiao's hand, and said with a sinister smile, "Your fingers are trembling."

Dou Tianxiao's heart was beating suddenly, and he was sweating profusely. Not only were his fingers trembling, but his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, but his mouth was still stubborn, "Chop if you have the ability!"

Heimian was more ferocious than Pan Xufeng, and he raised his knife like an executioner preparing to execute. He raised the sharp kitchen knife backwards, and Ye Xi's throat was already screaming.

In the case of extreme fear, most people's brain can't make any response, and the body can only curl up and resist instinctively, but Dou Tianxiao stretched out five slender fingers and pressed them tightly on the table.

Fear and resentment intertwined and fused together, like a raging flame, burning straight between his brows, and some kind of indescribable violence was reflected in those dark eyes, like a rabid cheetah.

Heimian lowered his head and glanced at those eyes full of resentment, and felt that as long as he loosened his grip a little bit, Dou Tianxiao would go mad and bite off people's necks, so he clasped the back of Dou Tianxiao's head even harder. The knuckles of his ring finger were split off.