Zhong Bao's room walked in with a swagger. His face had changed anyway, and Zhong Bao was not afraid that they would recognize him.

Although the streets here are narrow, they are bustling enough. Just outside the target courtyard, there is a wonton stall where Zhong Bao asked for a bowl and sat there.

Although Zhong Bao did not look back, he put his sunglasses on the table and could see the situation at the door of the house with the reflection.

This is what Uncle Xiang and others taught him. Only when he turned his back to the courtyard would the people inside would not doubt him.

The gate of the courtyard was closed and the inside was quiet. Zhong Bao had a habit of eating wontons, which was to drink soup first and then eat what was inside.

"I'll add another bowl of soup to you."

A very familiar voice, Zhong Bao looked up and found it was Chengcheng. "I said girl! I heard that all the courtyards here can catch up with villas. You said that the boss has such a house at home, why did he set up a wonton stall?"

Chengcheng smiled and said, "This house is not ours. Our wontons are a time-honored brand. Many rich people living here are reluctant to leave this, so they lend us the house at the door for free so that we can continue to make wontons."

The wonton tastes really good. Zhong Bao looked inside and the conditions were OK.

"You said that the people living here are rich people? Are people around here buying your wontons?" Zhong Bao also deliberately looked at the courtyard behind him.

"Except for this one opposite, people who can see your eyes buy our things."

Zhong Bao saw Chengcheng's father tearing the meat, and the broth stewed in the pot had a strong taste. "Give me a bowl of meat, today I plan to taste your skills."

Chengcheng nodded happily. When she went back to serve the meat, the door of the yard behind finally opened. Two people walked out of it and sat down next to Zhong Bao. "Two bowls of wontons!"

Chengcheng was also a little surprised. The opposite family doesn’t usually come to buy things, so what happened today?

The two of them sat there and seemed to be bored. One of them looked at Zhong Bao, "Brother! How does this wonton taste like?"

"It tastes good. I heard it's a time-honored brand. You can try it later."

While talking, another man stood up and came directly to Chengcheng's father: "I think your business here is good, don't you know if this stall sells it?"

Could it be that this wonton stall is too close to their nest that they want to buy it?

"I'm sorry, gentleman! Although I am the boss of this stall, I was actually hired and I can't sell this stall."

"If you say that, can I let you have no guests here again?"

Good guy! In what era, I still have this kind of forced buying and selling. "Brother! Now it is a legal society. Is your special mother afraid that someone will come to punish you if you say this?"

When Zhong Bao spoke, the two of them turned their attention to him.

"I mean, do you want to stand up for this little wonton stall?" The man said and surrounded Zhong Bao with his companions.

"I am a slut, and I want to take care of someone when I see someone bullying."

A man behind Zhong Bao suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhong Bao's shoulder. Zhong Bao seemed to have eyes on his back, and his shoulders sank, and he punched the man's stomach.

"Um!" The man stepped back while covering his stomach, and the other narrowed his eyes: "So he is a trainee."

Zhong Bao could hear that these two people should be from Z, and they were not good at being good people, but they just wanted to be dogs.

"The martial artist can't be a good player. He just hit the dog for a few days. If he hit too much, his fists will become hard."

"Boy, dare you scold me?" With a "click", the man pulled out the dagger. Chengcheng and her father were shocked when they saw it. This is a death toll!

This was just a moment. While the two of them showed a terrified expression, the man's dagger had been stabbed out. However, there was no blood, and time seemed to be frozen. The man kept stabbing the person, and the expression on his face became more and more painful.

"Go to your Mad!" Zhong Bao shook his hand and threw the person out: "Dare you going to use a knife with me? I'll give you a face."

The man fell to the ground like a broken bun, looking at Zhong Bao with anger in his eyes.

"If you have the guts, don't leave. Let's see how I deal with you." After saying that, the man got up from the ground and shouted at the courtyard: "Someone here is causing trouble for me."

Zhong Bao also stood up, he was going to make a big deal. Moreover, in such a conflict, Zhong Bao did not believe that the people from the Nine Gates dared to use weapons to deal with him.

Five big men rushed out at once, all of them looked like weightlifters.

Chengcheng's father quickly said to Zhong Bao: "Young man, run away, so many people will beat you to death." He never thought that if Zhong Bao left, would these people take their anger on him.

"Uncle, don't worry, you two stay away and don't splash blood in a while."

It's time to take out your secret weapon. These big men are obviously from the law enforcement team. Since they can enforce the law against the white-haired, they must be super soldiers. Zhong Bao wants to try his own ideas, right?

"It's that guy who makes trouble and beat him up!"

The big men were really obedient and rushed up together without saying hello.

Zhong Bao had a syringe in one hand, and his fist came. Zhong Bao lowered his body and inserted the syringe directly into the man's wrist.

At first, Zhong Bao thought he had to pump it, but he didn't expect that the plug behind the syringe bounced out directly, and the blood was like a fountain, and the man who was stabbed fell softly to the ground.

Finally, the others saw the opportunity. As soon as they saw the first big man suffer, everyone else bounced away and stared at Zhong Bao with alert.

"Oh! I've given so many injections to people, and this is the first time I've seen a bullet that can open the syringe."

Seeing that Zhong Bao had a syringe in his hand, the big men couldn't help but worry. The syringe was so painful that it hurts for ordinary people, but if they stabbed them, they would release blood. It was simply a magic weapon to deal with them.

Of course, not everyone can pierce the syringe into their bodies.

"Aren't you guys very awesome just now? I won't go there now?"

The big men didn't speak, but the man said before: "You are intentionally hurting people. If you don't leave, I will call the police."

"Don't you go! You just threatened the stall owner of this small stall and stabbed me with a dagger. Isn't that illegal? Want to call the police, okay? Call the police here to judge."

The man was speechless for a moment, but Zhong Bao then said, "You guys have called me too. If I don't do anything, wouldn't others think I'm afraid of you? I'll give you some blood to each of you."

After saying that, Zhong Bao rushed up, of course he didn't use the ever-changing changes.
Chapter completed!