Chapter 86 The life ideal of bean sprouts

Brother Shanji rubbed his swollen cheeks, and the spicy feeling still did not diminish at all. He opened his mouth and suddenly a stream of blood gushed: "Do you think you are rich? Do you think you are arrogant?"

Brother Shanji suddenly grabbed Yao Chen's collar and said angrily: "I must slap you to death today!"

"Ba" "Ba"

As he was talking, Shan Ji slapped his hands twice. His hands were thick and covered with calluses, which made him very painful when he hit him. After slapping these two slaps, Yao Chen was directly called to see blood.

Yao Chen suddenly fell to the ground, grinning and spitting out a mouthful of blood, looking extremely painful.

"Bang"

However, the next moment, Shan Ji was slapped on the cheek, and Pinball looked at him arrogantly and yelled at him.

Pinball cursed with his teeth and claws.

Yao Chen covered his cheeks and looked at the despicable man in front of him who was less than 1.6 meters tall, with a slightly strange look.

"What do you think? He is my boss!"

Shan Ji covered her cheeks with a little aggrieved and nodded repeatedly. When she found out that Yao Chen looked at the pinball with contempt, she was immediately angry and rushed up and slapped her head and faced her face, plus a few fierce legs that swept her crotch, which made Yao Chen crawl on the ground without any masculinity and scream.

Tang Qier snuggled beside Zhao Yan, turned her head away, and tried not to let this ugly look defiled her eyes.

"Hehe, boss, I am a blind dog hitting into the Bodhisattva Temple. I should damn it but can't kill it!" Pinball squeezed out a bitter face, lit a cigarette respectfully for Zhao Yan, and said in a trembling voice: "Boss, I want to know that it is you. Even if I borrow ten or a hundred courages, I dare not attack you..."

Everyone was shocked.

What? What? The boss of this pheasant is actually Zhao Yan’s younger brother?

Oh my God, what an international joke is this?

Yao Chen was completely stunned. His eyes were empty when he looked at Zhao Yan. He felt a magnificent feeling of powerlessness pouring down from his head, making him feel numb.

Zhao Yan lowered his head and took a sip of the cigarette, but smiled without saying a word.

"Your dog eyes are blind, my boss, you dare to take a look at it casually?"

He was very good at pinballs who were good at seeing the wind, laughed a few times, and had nowhere to escape. He suddenly saw Yao Chen's stunned expression, and immediately rushed forward and kicked him randomly. He could use very little force and never retain any force. Especially the posture of kicking people was so cool that the wind was strong and powerful. Cooperating with Yao Chen's half-dead howling, it almost made the people around him sad and the listener burst into tears.

"come over."

Zhao Yan flicked the ashes and hooked his fingers to the pinball. The pinball was stunned and smiled bitterly. He had to harden his teeth and walked up to Zhao Yan, trembling and extremely scared.

"I'll tell you how much I say, and tell you how much I say..."

The pinball was greeted by Zhao Yan's hard soles. Zhao Yan was like a strict father who taught a naughty child a lesson. He swung his shirt and opened one small red flowers after another on the pinball's butt egg. The next moment, the pinball's extremely interesting wailing sound of mercy resounded throughout the overpass, making people laugh.

"Puff..."

Everyone present, including the injured horsemen on the ground, couldn't help laughing loudly when they saw this interesting scene, but they didn't dare to say anything, so they all turned red and looked very uncomfortable.

"Confiscate the car, confiscate the card, confiscate the confiscation." At the end, Zhao Yan faced coldly and announced the punishment for the pinball.

"Ah...no?"

The peng ball had a bitter look on his face, but he didn't dare to refute at all. He just muttered in secret: "Woooo, it's okay to confiscate the car and the card, but how can I confiscate my confiscation? This will cost me my life!"

Pinball walked to the side of the pheasant with a smile, kicked him to the ground, and spat: "And this guy, I really should have sunk this group of wastes at the bottom of the river and feed them all to the fish. Boss, what's your idea?"

Zhao Yan shrugged and disagreed. He comforted Tang Qier softly, and then raised his legs and prepared to leave. He believed that with the pinball brain, he would not know how to do what to do.

When Yao Chen saw that things were going to the worst direction, he no longer cared about his masculinity and bloody dignity. He crawled directly to Zhao Yan's feet, applied a snot bubble on his face, begging for mercy, "Brother Zhao, I was wrong, I will never dare again next time... Woo woo, don't kill me, okay..."

"snort."

Zhao Yan snorted coldly and kicked him away. He had always been too lazy to take a look at such a greedy and fearful person.

"Tang Qier, Tang Qier...Please, please beg me quickly, don't let Brother Zhao throw me into the river to feed the fish..." Yao Chen was almost crying. When he saw that Zhao Yan ignored him, he immediately clamped his tail and crawled to Tang Qier's feet like a pug, holding her jeans tightly, sobbing, and snot bubbles on his face.

Tang Qier frowned slightly, glanced at Yao Chen's unbearable expression, instinctively wanted to ask for love, but didn't know how to speak. In addition, the previous unscrupulous things that Yao Chen had attempted to be in his heart, which immediately extinguished her last sympathy.

"let's go."

Tang Qier hugged Zhao Yan's arms slightly and suggested softly. She didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

"Okay." Zhao Yan nodded slightly, immediately stopped hesitating, and took a big step away.

After leaving the crowd of dark people, Yao Chen's almost crying begging for mercy gradually faded away. Tang Qier suddenly felt much more relaxed. She turned her face and secretly looked at Zhao Yan's hard contoured side face, and suddenly felt extremely at ease.

The rooster stared at Zhao Yan who was gradually moving away. He didn't know whether he should use words like the grandeur to describe Zhao Yan's back at this time, but he was sure that the man tonight had been deeply rooted in his heart and turned into a bright light on his future life path, guiding him forward, and never extinguished.

At this moment, an indescribable complex feeling echoed in his chest. He was never a sentimental person, but at this moment, he actually burst into tears like a girl.

"You cry, cry, it's useless to cry and your voice is broken. If I don't repair you today, I won't have to see the boss again." The pinball shook and slapped him in the face, then waved his hand. The three strong men walked forward, holding a coarse sack in their hand, and put the pheasant in the sack. The storm-like fist fell down, letting him struggle, and he ignored him.

"ah……"

Of course, Yao Chen was no exception. He was rushed forward by several big men and instantly stripped away all his essence. The next moment, the naked Yao Chen was directly put into a coarse sack. The strong man tied a knot easily because of his jealousy.

"Dong!" "Dong!"

As two balls of water splashed out more than one meter high, two coarse sacks fell down from the overpass and fell into the cold riverside water, making two dull roars.

"Quick, take off your clothes and sing "Conquer"..." The pinball lit a cigar and continued to show off his might.

Suddenly, five or six Yao Chen's followers quickly wiped out themselves. Without urging them, they climbed onto the guardrail of the overpass barefoot, and with a few desolate howls, a series of sounds of falling into the water rang out in the night.

"Woooo, you are conquered by you, but you cut off all your retreat..." Douya took off so much that only a pair of lace underwear was left. His thin body was trembling in the cool breeze. He did not rush to jump out of the river to save his boss, but hummed the tune of "Conquest" with a hoarse voice, hesitating, as if the last pair of underwear could not be taken off.

Everyone burst into laughter and trampled on the male dignity of bean sprouts.

Douyao drooped his head and climbed up the guardrail on the overpass with a little sadness. He stood up straight. The cool breeze lifted his unflowing hair and lifted his not-so-magnificent chest. However, no one could catch the tears that accidentally slipped down the corners of his eyes. He was thinking: If one day, he would no longer be a slender bean sprout, but a thick radish, or a towering tree... how beautiful the world would be.

"Pudong!"

As a small bubble surged, bean sprouted into the cold riverside water with her greatest wish in her life.
Chapter completed!