Qiu Daqi was indignant and rushed to the restaurant: "Where is the child?"

His wife followed him to the restaurant: "The child has been waiting for you for a long time and said he was hungry. I asked him to eat first. Now I'm doing homework upstairs."

Qiu Daqi picked up the bowl, drank a few sips of the soup, and put it on the table. With a clamor, the soup splashed everywhere, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm full."

The wife said, "Daqi, what are you today?"

"Don't worry about me, I want to lose weight, I want to exercise!" Qiu Daqi took off his shirt, exposed his fair skin and soft fat, ran to the yard outside to do stretching exercises, then jumped up and down, ran a few laps, and then started push-ups. For a moment, sweating and panting like a cow.

He supported his arms for a few more times, and his arms were so painful and numb, as if they were not something on his body, so he had to lie down and rest. The image of a macho man with eight-pack abdomen gradually appeared in his mind, thinking: "Hehe, Liao Xuebing, when I develop a muscle, I will be good at you. At that time, the trash can will be your home."

Although Qiu Daqi was tall, he was pampered after becoming the director of the training and was not diligent in his four bodies. He even lacked the energy to carry a bucket of water to the second floor. He was stimulated by Liao Xuebing's words and was depressed, which actually aroused his idea of ​​strengthening his body.

His wife felt that this behavior was abrupt and stared at him vigilantly. Qiu Daqi screamed: "Oh! He shivered, help me back..."

Liao Xuebing temporarily received a one-month probation period. He felt relaxed and returned to the apartment. He felt tired and fell asleep. He woke up from hunger at night and could not find a bucket of instant noodles at home. Suddenly, he heard a burst of angrily scolding from the next door, a man and a woman quarreling fiercely.

In the quiet night, the dispute is particularly harsh, sometimes accompanied by the crying of female voices, the fucking of male voices, and the slapping of plates.

Surprisingly, he also heard the complaints and dissuasions of his neighbors. He thought that there would be a large group of people waiting outside the door to watch the fun. It would be better to go out and find some midnight snacks to fill his stomach and stay away from this place of trouble.

When I opened the door, I saw that the broken porcelain pieces scattered all over the corridor, and there were some clothes, small toys, and small gifts. In Room 501 next to him, the door was open, and several men and women hugged behind and looked inside. Another woman pretended to say, "Oh, what's the point of arguing? The couple quarreled at the end of the bed, you have been boyfriend and girlfriend for so long, each of them took a step back. What's wrong with saying? It's a pity that it costs money to destroy so many things. It's better to give them to me."

Liao Xuebing frowned and saw that the room was in a mess. A young man was holding the girl's hair from the girl who gave him cake yesterday and cursing: "Stupid bitch, I have been with you for so long, and I can't even get a thousand yuan. I'm going to work at Tengda Company tomorrow and I want to buy a new suit. Do you understand?"

The girl held back her tears and said, "Those money that are kept for buying a house... cannot be used randomly."

Liao Xuebing quietly asked someone next to him: "What the hell is going on?"

The man looked at him with relish, and did not look at him at first glance, saying, "I heard they were quarreling just now. It seemed that the man had found a new job, which was very important. He had to spend money to decorate the store. He asked his girlfriend for money. Uh, that woman. The woman refused to give it to him, and the two of them quarreled, and they became more and more fierce, and they broke a lot of things. Alas, this woman moved here yesterday, and she was very enthusiastic, so why did she have a boyfriend who had a meal?" The implication was quite regretful, and she tsk her mouth and shook her head while watching.

The girl was slapped again and looked at the audience outside the door in a daze, facing Liao Xuebing's gaze. The pain, sadness, loss, and extremely complicated in her eyes, and the meaning of asking for help was shocked. Liao Xuebing's heart skipped a beat. When he ate a few of her small cakes yesterday, what he said: "My name is Liao Xuebing. In the future, someone bullies you on this street. Remember to come to find me." It suddenly rang in his mind.

The young man scolded again: "I also said I would marry me. Now I don't even want to give it a thousand yuan. Are you going to raise a young man? Tell me quickly!"

Seeing that he was slandering himself for nothing, the girl finally slid down her face and shook her head desperately: "You, don't talk nonsense, I, I don't..."

The young man raised his hand and wanted to hit him, but suddenly his neck tightened, and he was strangled from behind. He couldn't help but loosen the girl's hair and shouted, "What...who?"

"Your mother! It's so quarrel that I'm going to sleep! My cock is crooked, and I'll disappear immediately!" Liao Xuebing was behind him, with his right arm wrapped around his neck and dragged it out the door. The young man couldn't turn around, and was controlled by others and couldn't use his strength, but his mouth was unambiguous: "You dare to care about our private affairs, you, you don't want to live..." Before he finished speaking, his throat hurt. It felt like a steel rope was hanging on his body, his face instantly turned purple and red, and blue veins burst on his face, unable to speak.

He dragged him to the corridor before letting him go. The young man grabbed his throat and leaned on the ground and coughed continuously, "Yes, who dared to touch the uncle?"

The sudden situation, the neighbors and the girl were shocked and their expressions were frozen. The aunt was still chattering and trying to persuade them to fight. She was also stunned: "Xiao Liao?" The guest rooms living on this floor knew some of the underworld details of Liao Xuebing. They came to their senses and said, "This person is so inappropriate. A big man is still attacking his girlfriend. The world is so conscience that the neighbors are in turmoil. Xiao Liao, please drive him away quickly."

"Just hurry up? This place is not your home." The young man regained his energy, stood up again, and looked up and looked at the bastard who offended him.

With a "bang", Liao Xuebing punched his temple with a backhand, and suddenly couldn't hold back. He hit the sharp corner of the door frame, and a pool of blood flowed out of the back of his head. Everyone screamed, and some people thought: "I heard that he often took a group of brothers to the bar to collect protection fees. It seems to be true. I'd better go back to the room to sleep first, otherwise it would be a big fuss and even be beaten to see the fun..." The rest of them thought to themselves, and said: "Xiao Liao, it's not too early, let's rest first. You must eliminate the harm for the people and protect our apartment."

The young man had already seen that Liao Xuebing was not a kind person and retreated a little, but how could he know that this man was a difficult person who would knock the other party down as soon as he made a move. He was about to say something about giving in, but he pushed his knee on his lower abdomen and even sprayed the overnight dinner.

"Don't disturb the matter on Zhuque Street. I'll go have a midnight snack. If you come back and see you here, you'll be dead." Liao Xuebing warned. No matter what their expressions were, they went straight to the corridor to wait for the elevator. They lived in the apartment for more than a year, and it was rare to see their neighbors. It was the first time they meditated on other people's business. The weak eyes of the girl made him feel uncomfortable.

As soon as he walked downstairs, there was a roar of engines outside the street, and then more than twenty motorcycles roared over and stopped in front of him. Some of the young men, some were wearing leather jackets and leather pants, all with chains on their collars and cuffs, some were shaved with punk hairstyles, some had seven or eight earrings on their ears, some were naked and tattooed on their chests, they were the speed party members of Zhuque Street. Many people were carrying girls behind the car. Ye Xiaobai took off his helmet and smiled, "Brother Bing, such a coincidence, we were about to find you. The three-book sauna bathing city had just collected several thousand yuan, go and have fun."

"No, I have to go back to bed after eating something, don't bother me."

"Oh, you guys made a special trip from Tongcheng Road to get here to invite this guy to glasses? They still don't want to give face." The girl behind Nandi, who dyed her hair white, wearing sunglasses, and looked cool, said with a smile. The girl just soaked in yesterday, and didn't know how to judge her while talking and laughing. Nandi's face, which was originally smiling, immediately collapsed, and she pulled her smooth long shawl hair into the car, "Stir, this is Brother Bing, your fucking man should not interrupt, please apologize to Brother Bing!"

The pushing force dived from above and down again. The girl fell on the concrete road and a large piece of skin was rubbed out on her arm. She stood up timidly and whispered: "Brother Bing, I'm sorry..." The other girls were laughing and scolding madly, and suddenly they were silent.

Everyone looked at them with a smile.

Liao Xuebing glanced at them: "Everyone is serious. What kind of decent things do you think of is it? We are new young people in society with morality and culture. Also, tell you a good news that disappoints you. I have found a new job, and which ones were betting yesterday? Take out the money quickly."

"The dealer is not you, the money cannot reach your hands. In addition, we just bet on when you were fired? You just found a job and haven't opened a treasure yet." said a brother with thick hair on his chest.

"Bah, get out of here, I'm going to work tomorrow."

"So unworthy of face? Brothers, come on!" Ye Xiaobai ordered, and several brothers carried him to the back seat of the car.

Liao Xuebing smiled bitterly and said, "I'm hungry, so find a restaurant with food."

"Okay, there is Japanese seafood dish at the Maizhi Bar, so let's go there."

Lao Liao had no choice but to go to the nightclub and it was difficult to get out: "Let's go."

Motorcycles sprayed thick black tail smoke and ran through the streets. People in the car shouted loudly, occasionally rushing over the trash can on the street, and there was a clanging sound, which made them even more crazy.

"Why didn't Aqiu come today?" Liao Xuebing asked while sitting behind Ye Xiaobai's car.
Chapter completed!