For the sake of his own spiritual support, Gan Qing, who has always been silent, couldn't help but interject: "No, business still needs to be done."
She often goes to buy pancakes, and the boss of Shandong Pancake Gang recognizes the old customer as soon as he turns his head, and immediately reassured, he said in a loud voice: "Then you have to sell good things, so you can open your face, girl, do you think so? What I make is rice, what he makes is shit, of course you guys know who to go to when you eat breakfast."
The boss of the Pancake Fruit Gang also recognized Gan Qing and sneered: "Who is shit, who knows, and the customer knows too."
"Uh..." Gan Qing was very embarrassed. She actually went to Lubei on 135, and went to Lunan on 246. On Sundays, she occasionally changed her taste to eat buns, and the crispy and soft ones were always welcome. She really didn't know which side to stand on, so she had to Dry and muddy, "Both are good, two flavors."
"Who has two tastes with them?!"
"They're not pancakes at all!"
The untimely persuasion by Qiangtou Caoganqing intensified the conflict, and the bosses of the two pancake gangs rose from "wen fighting" to "martial fighting".
The trend of martial arts is going from bad to worse, especially after the popularity of social networks, the younger generation has nothing to do with the trend.
It has only been less than a week since Yu Lanchuan moved in. As he usually leaves early in the morning and returns late, this is the second conflict that has come to him. The last time was at five in the morning. The old man came to knock on the door together, saying that they were going to duel and sign some "life and death documents".
He finally understood why Grandpa always wandered around in his later years.
The two big pancake gangs formed a circle, arguing and pinching, maybe because they were in a hurry, they didn't take off their sleeves, the two big sleeves of the fighting were flying up and down, and the smell of chopped green onion and sauce also wafted around, which was very exciting. Only the lord of coffee in his stomach.
Yu Lanchuan was angry because of low blood sugar, and he took off his glasses and stuffed them into the hands of the person next to him together with his laptop.
At this time, Brother Shandong Pancake slammed into someone with his elbow, Brother Pancake Guozi swept his foot low, Yu Lanchuan directly slammed into the middle of them, raised his hand to order the tendons of Shandong Pancake, and pressed the shoulder of Pancake Guozi with the other hand. The area around his ankle that was on the ground—Shandong Pancake screamed, clutching his half-numb elbow and jumping away. Pancake Fruit was leaning on the ground with all four feet up, and he couldn’t come back to his senses in a daze.
Only then did Yu Lanchuan take a half step back, re-buttoning the unbuttoned cuffs, and coldly sweeping across the two quiet pancake gangs.
If the old man Yu Huaide was still there, they would not dare to make trouble with this kind of bullshit.
It's just that I recently heard that there is a little Master Yu on the tenth floor. Since he is "little", of course he is much more bullied. It is rumored that he is still a figure who has stayed abroad. When everyone hears it, they suspect that he is a boxer who has practiced boxing with foreigners for several years. Just came back with a club of five people and six people, so all kinds of evil spirits have emerged one after another, picking quarrels and causing trouble.
The conflict between the two pancake gangs has a long history. On the one hand, on the other hand, they are making trouble because they also want to try whether this little Master Yu is soft or hard.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Yu, the descendant of "Han Jiangxue", really has two brushes. As soon as they met, the two bosses fell to the ground.
The eldest brother lost his face, and the younger brothers who had been joking just now also died, and together they looked at Yu Lanchuan with guilty conscience and nervousness, waiting for him to attack.
"The corridors are public, public, venues, and places," Yu Lanchuan said word by word, "you local tyrants with 'monthly income over 10,000', can you be a little more civilized?"
The boss of the Shandong Pancake Gang hadn't calmed down yet. He rubbed his arms and took a step forward: "Little Master Yu..."
"There's a conflict, isn't it?" Yu Lanchuan didn't give him a chance to speak, and took out his phone, "Wait, I'll solve it for you."
The two pancake gangs stretched their necks, curious about the new leader's way of life.
I saw Yu Lanchuan press on the phone a few times, and then said to the phone: "Hello, hello, the citizens are complaining - I want to complain about our mobile breakfast cart. These people are of extremely poor quality, throwing garbage, and trying to grab land. , to fight in the residential area..."
The "extremely poor quality" pancake warriors almost knelt down for him, jumped up in shock, pulled Yu Lanchuan's mouth and mobile phone open, begging him to take away the supernatural powers.
The boss of the Shandong Pancake Gang: "Little, little, little Master Yu, have something to say!"
The boss of the Pancake Fruit Gang: "No way! No way!"
"Have something to say?" Yu Lanchuan stretched out a finger, tapped the Shandong Pancake Gang from a distance, and then turned to ask the Pancake Fruit Gang, "Isn't it?"
The pancake warriors were afraid of him, and they laughed together while frowning.
Yu Lanchuan: "Is the fight broken? Go to the hospital for an injury inspection. After the injury inspection, I will call the police for you. You can pay for it as much as you want."
"No, no, no damage, learning from each other, daily learning is not a thing."
Yu Lanchuan: "That's good. There were no rules about the site before? If there are rules, just follow the rules. Don't talk to me. You can do it before, you can do it in the future, or you can do it if you don't."
The pancake men looked at each other.
Yu Lanchuan sneered: "How many calls are you from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau?"
It was the first time that the pancake warriors encountered this kind of complainant, and they didn't dare to say no. In the end, in front of Yu Lanchuan, they pinched their noses and hugged each other. They all felt that their innocence had been tarnished, and they walked away together in dejection.
Gan Qing walked over with dog-legged steps and returned the computer and glasses to Yu Lanchuan: "Little Master Yu is mighty."
She had been holding one of the glasses leg, the metal glasses frame, one side of the glasses leg was cold and cold, and the other side was soaked in the body temperature of her palm, and the huge temperature difference flowed from one side of the temple to the other side.
Yu Lanchuan glanced at her, and was stung again by the familiar brows. She nodded at her with a sullen face, and said in greeting, "Get off work so late?"
"It's not too late," Gan Qing said in the face of the benefactor who saved her breakfast. She didn't want money if she was kind. "It's good time to come back, otherwise I won't have a chance to help you get things."
Slick tongue.
For some reason, Yu Lanchuan remembered how she coaxed Zhang Meizhen, and was unhappy for no reason, and walked away coldly.
As soon as he entered the door, his younger brother, who didn't know how to look at people's faces, ran over to give him slippers with a look of admiration, and stretched out his arms and legs with a "huh huh": "Brother, I saw it through the 'cat's eye' just now, and you too Have you practiced? When did you practice? I haven't heard of you before, can you teach me? I went to Xingzhimeng to find that sister a while ago, but after a long time of grinding, she gave me an alarm and returned Teach me a trick of 'pulling the buttocks', I feel a bit lewd..."
The veins on Yu Lanchuan's forehead jumped violently, and he pointed to the room: "Go do your homework!"
As if he had eaten catnip by mistake, Liu Zhongqi "flyed" back to his own room, jumping up and touching the door frame.
At this time, a colleague of the company called urgently, saying that the policy of an investment project that was about to sign a contract had changed. The big boss suddenly regretted it and called the risk control department for an online meeting. Yu Lanchuan only had time to heat a sandwich in the microwave, and he began to be bombarded by calls from various departments.
Just as he was in a daze, the balcony window suddenly rang a few times. Yu Lanchuan was startled, and accidentally dragged the whole piece of bacon out. He turned his head like a long tongue, and saw the balcony on the tenth floor of his house. There was a "Spiderman" lying on his stomach, wearing tights, with steel claws and suction cups in his hands.
"Spider-Man" touched his arms, took out a crumpled piece of letter paper, slapped it on the window with a slap, and wrote crookedly on it: "I am the descendant of 'Tangqianyan', I want to challenge you The martial arts conference, a showdown."
Yu Lanchuan: "…"
At least at this moment, he misses his icy rental house and his ruthless rent.
Yes, when it comes to the "Wulin Conference" that was plagued by plague, Uncle Yang has come and urged him several times, saying that the venue and posters are ready and can be shown to him at any time.
The martial arts conference is held every three years, and it used to be hosted by the grandfather.
Uncle Yang said, "We are all old and can't keep up with the times. It's time for the young people to come forward. Everyone wants to meet Xiao Yu, Xiao Chuan. This time, you will be the host."
Yu Lanchuan: "Grandpa Yang, I really don't have annual leave this year. Can we get together at another time? How about the long Spring Festival holiday?"
"No way," said Uncle Yang, "I can't buy a train ticket for the Spring Festival!"
Alliance Leader Yu had nothing to say, he was angry and slack off, and he started looking for a new house on the Internet, preferring to pay the rent instead of being the leader of the alliance.
At this moment, there was a faint "click" sound of glass shattering from downstairs, followed by a woman's shrill scream, and the figure of "Spider-Man" clinging to his window disappeared in a flash.
The sound insulation of the old building is poor, but it is almost late autumn, and the windows are closed at night, but the sound can still come in through the cracks in the windows, piercing people's spirits, as if they were dying. A scream broke out.
Not only Yu Lanchuan, but several surrounding households opened their windows at the same time, and probed to find the source of the sound.
Gan Qing had just washed her hair and was collecting clothes on the balcony, when she saw a dark shadow going to the next door, and she didn't know what it was. She shook her head and offered her sympathy to Xiao Yu next door. She was about to blow her hair when she was also alarmed by the scream.
The scream seemed to remind her of something, Gan Qing frowned, approached the window, and pushed the window slightly open.
The voices outside became clear, and Gan Qing heard the neighbors shouting to each other: "Eighth floor or ninth floor?"
"The eighth floor, it seems to be 804, the windows are all broken."
"Fortunately it was night, and there was no one downstairs, what's going on?"
"Is it a thief? I seem to have seen a dark shadow flash past."
"Impossible... This is the eighth floor."
At this time, the people of 804 finally made a sound. It was the voice of a very weak woman, and it came out tremblingly from the broken glass window: "Yes... there is a thief."
"What? There are thieves on the eighth floor too!"
"It's not yet the end of the year, it's extremely vicious!"
"My 805," said a rather fat middle-aged man, "I'll take a look."
The neighbors hurriedly called him: "Wait, in case the thief doesn't run away, call the police first, and wait for everyone to go there together."
Most of the people who lived in the 110th courtyard were ordinary people who moved in later, and everyone became nervous.
Yu Lanchuan put away the note on his window, looked around, instructed Liu Zhongqi to close the doors and windows, put on his coat and go out.
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Eighteen chapters, Xiao Yu reached the first successful achievement of pretending to force