There were six other people at the same table with the young man. When they saw the young man being beaten, all six of them jumped up and stared at Su Meier with unkind expressions.
"What are you doing? Sit down, sit down! What should I do if I scare the beauty?" The young man who was slapped shouted disapprovingly. Immediately, all six of them sat back obediently, and one of the men with a lewd temperament grinned. He smiled and said, "Brother Long is indeed a compassionate person. As the saying goes, beating means kissing and scolding means loving. It seems that this beauty and Brother Long are very destined!"
Hearing the other party's teasing, Su Meier couldn't help but get angry and cursed at him: "Why did you say that your mother and you are destined to be together!"
"Oh no, bitch, are you looking for death?" The wretched man's expression changed, he stood up and cursed.
"Chen Laoliu, sit down, why are you talking to a beautiful woman?" Ye Long glared at the wretched man with dissatisfaction.
Hearing this, the wretched man immediately put on a smile on his face and said to Su Meier: "Sister-in-law, I am atonement for my sins because I, Chen Laoliu, have a bad mouth. Don't mind."
"Hahaha."
Seeing Chen Laoliu's performance, Ye Long was very satisfied. He touched the slapped cheek, glanced greedily at Su Meier, and said with a smile: "Beauty, you slapped me hard. , However, I, Mr. Ye, am a caring person, so as long as you stay with me for one night, how about we cancel it all?"
"Let me accompany you." Su Meier raised her eyebrows and slapped Ye Long on the cheek again.
But this time Ye Long was well prepared. With a strange laugh, he reached out and grabbed Su Meier's wrist, and pulled her into his arms with force. His other hand unscrupulously grabbed Su Meier's buttocks.
"Asshole, let me go." Su Meier exclaimed, with a hint of fear on her face.
"Let go of Sister Su!"
At this moment, a figure rushed out from behind, swung a shovel and hit Ye Long on the head.
Ye Long was startled and quickly let go of Su Meier and dodged to the side.
"boom!"
The shovel hit the table with a strong wind, and the food and wine on the table flew everywhere.
"Sister Su, are you okay?" Dayong, who was holding a shovel, protected Su Meier behind him. He held the shovel tightly with both hands and stared at Ye Long and his group vigilantly.
"I'm fine, Dayong, thank you." Su Meier said gratefully.
Ye Long, who luckily escaped Dayong's blow, glanced at the shovel in Dayong's hand with lingering fear. His face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and his eyes shone with a cold light.
At this moment, when Song Yan and Su Meier, the owners of the food stalls, had just arrived, the middle-aged man in an apron who had greeted them came up with a panicked look on his face and shouted at Dayong: "Wang Dayong, you are so stupid What are you doing, why don't you get out of here."
"Let's go, where are we going?" Ye Longyin asked thoughtfully.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Laoliu and the other six people started to move. They picked up the empty wine bottles and moved around to surround Su Meier, Wang Dayong and the owner of the food stall.
When the owner of the food stall saw this, his expression suddenly turned bitter. Ye Long is the leader of this generation of gangsters. If he offended him, it would be difficult for him to open this store. So he bent over and said: "Brother Long, this is all a misunderstanding. You Don’t ever get angry with a bastard like Wang Dayong. What do you think of this? I’ll take the table today, and I’ll honor you with another 5,000 yuan.”
Ye Long sneered: "Boss Yang, it stands to reason that we are all acquaintances, so I should give you this face, but your waiter is a bit arrogant. If I hadn't been able to dodge quickly, I'm afraid he would have ripped open my skull." , In this way, if you give me 50,000 yuan and let this kid kneel in front of me and kowtow a hundred times, let this matter be over, otherwise, your store will not be able to open."
Hearing Ye Long's two requests, the food stall owner suddenly changed his expression, and there was even more anger in his eyes. The profit of his store was only 10,000 yuan a month, and 50,000 yuan was nearly half a year's profit. The most deplorable thing What makes him angry is that he actually wants Dayong to kneel down and kowtow. Isn't this a clear sign of bullying
When Dayong heard Ye Long's words, he clenched his shovel with anger on his face.
At this moment, Su Meier took a step forward and said loudly: "Everyone is responsible for the work. This matter has nothing to do with Boss Yang and Dayong. If you have the guts, just come to me."
"Bah bang bang."
There was a burst of applause, and then a tall, thin young man was seen walking up at a leisurely pace while clapping his hands.
"Sister Su is a woman who is not inferior to men. I admire her very much."
Everyone was stunned when they saw this, but Su Meier saw that Song Yan was still thinking of joking at this time, so she couldn't help but glared at him angrily: "Little brat, you asked for a beating, didn't you?"
"Sister Su, in front of so many people, could you please stop calling me a brat? It's very humiliating." Song Yan rolled her eyes.
"Damn it, where did you come from, you brat, get out of here!" Seeing Song Yan's tender face, Chen Laoliu thought he was easy to bully, so he yelled and slapped him.
Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered: "You look so wretched and you have the nerve to come out and disgust people. I'll do a good deed and make you disappear!"
While speaking, Song Yan reached out with his right hand, grabbed Chen Laoliu's shoulder, then lifted him up and threw him away.
Suddenly, Chen Laoliu turned into a trapeze and flew towards the Perfume River a few meters away.
"Plop."
The sound of falling water was heard, and everyone stared dumbly at Song Yan, who looked as if nothing had happened.
You must know that Chen Laoliu is not a scarecrow, but a living person weighing more than 100 kilograms. He was just thrown away by Song Yan and thrown into the Xiangshui River five or six meters away. How much strength must this have
Subconsciously, Ye Long and the other five younger brothers took two steps back.
"Little brat, you, how did you do that?" Su Meier also stared at Song Yan in surprise.
"It's very simple, just catch it and throw it out." Song Yan said with a smile.
"It's no big deal." Su Meier glared at him again.
"Hehe." Song Yan smiled, his eyes fell on Ye Long, and asked: "Sister Su, why did you slap this guy? Is he bullying you? If so, I will help you vent your anger!"
Su Meier hesitated and said, "This bastard touched my butt while I was passing by."
Hearing this, Song Yan subconsciously looked at Su Meier's buttocks. It was indeed very perky and attractive. No wonder the guy would stretch out his hands to touch her.
The next moment, Song Yan hooked his finger at Ye Long: "You, come here."
This action immediately angered Ye Long, and he said angrily: "Stop pretending to be a ghost here. Believe it or not, I will bring someone to hack you to death!"
"Whoosh!"
As soon as the figure flashed, Song Yan disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Ye Long, stretched out a hand to pinch his neck, and lifted him into the air.
"Brother Long!"
The other five boys couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw this.
"boom!"
Suddenly, Song Yan lifted Ye Long's body into the air and smashed him on the ground so hard that his eyes were filled with stars and he almost fainted from the pain.
Then, Song Yan stepped on Ye Long's chest and sneered, "Now, do you want to chop me to death?"
Author's digression: Thanks to td78884644 for the big reward. (To be continued)