Whenever a person thinks that he has reached his limit, he is often not yet reached his limit.

Bai Youwei took advantage of the fact that the group of people had not gotten up and simply opened a bottle of medical disinfectant alcohol and poured it on—

Then with a click, she lit her cute lighter.

The tattoo man cried and raised his head (spicy with pepper), his eyes were red and swollen, and he kept crying.

"Stop... Ah Yeh! Ah Yeh Yeh!..." His throat also became hoarse and he spoke with difficulty, "Everything is... easy to discuss..."

Bai Youwei seemed to be thinking about the credibility of his words, let go of the lighter, and pressed the lighter again. The flames rose and fell, and she kept saying nothing.

There were only heart-wrenching coughs and sneezes in the entire corridor.

The tattoo man looked at the fire that was suddenly extinguished in her hand, and his heart trembled, for fear that Bai Youwei would tremble with his hands and really lit them.

After a long time, Bai Youwei finally spoke: "Who are the bosses?"

Without the tattoo man speaking, his companions around him had already subconsciously looked over.

Bai Youwei said straightforwardly: "Your boss stays, and the others can leave."

So those people really left.

Some ran fast and couldn't wait to leave this world full of pepper; some limped, obviously injured by pushing on the stairs; some were more conscientious, looking at the tattooed man without leaving immediately.

The tattoo man gritted his teeth and thought to himself, could he be afraid of a little girl? He immediately stood up with the railing and said heroically: "You guys go! Don't worry about me!"

The last few people ran away quickly.

Tattoo man: "…"

Why don't you hesitate?

The tattooed man breathed a sigh of relief, forcing the man's face, and looked at Bai Youwei: "I don't believe it. You really dare to light the fire. If you really dare to roast me today, my brothers will definitely avenge me! Little girl, I advise you to stop when you see the opportunity, because you don't know who you have offended! Let me tell you the truth, my brother Qinglong is on the way, just give me an order..."

Bai Youwei interrupted him: "Did you smell it?"

The tattooed man was stunned.

Bai Youwei said: "I just roasted one today, and there is no way. The conditions in the welfare home are too poor, so it is not easy to eat meat."

Tattoo man: "…"

He seemed to smell the smell of barbecue...

Could it be...

The man's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye...

Bai Youwei sneered, put away the lighter, and said, "Switch off the live broadcast, go into the house with me, and I want to talk to you if you have something to do."

She turned around and went to the room next to the stairs, and the three small ones behind her followed closely.

The tattooed man was stunned on the stairs for a few seconds, and slowly walked up with doubt.

...

After entering the house, there was just an ordinary empty room, with old tables and chairs piled up in the corner of the wall. I didn't see any trap yet.

But the man still didn't dare to be careless and stood cautiously not far from the door, asking: "What do you want to talk about?"

"Has the live broadcast been closed?" Bai Youwei asked.

The tattoo man frowned slightly and replied: "We didn't open it when we came."

"Oh?" Bai Youwei smiled, "If you don't start the live broadcast, how can you and your brothers rely on for a meal?"

The tattoo man thought about it and felt that there was nothing to hide about this problem, so he replied calmly: "Only explosive incidents can attract fans and rewards. Usually we turn off live broadcasts to prevent fans from losing fans. We will only start when we are about to fight, and then take on some debt collection business to make extra money."

Bai Youwei asked with a smile: "Aren't you just fighting today? Why don't you open it?"

The tattoo man curled the corner of his mouth and whispered: "What's the fight with a bunch of little kids... Our fight is with other gangs."

Bai Youwei thought to herself: "Although this kind of fighting is large, it can easily cause casualties and injuries, and there is also the risk of being detained by police tea. It must not be held frequently. It seems that it is quite hard for you to earn some points~"

The tattoo man frowned: "What the hell do you want to say?"

Bai Youwei looked at him with a smile: "Cooperation, should you consider it?"
Chapter completed!