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"I said, boy, who are you scaring?"
The eyes of the yellow-haired gangster suddenly became fierce:
"Just like you, you want my life?"
"Come on, try saying something again!"
He brought his ears closer.
The other three gangsters all laughed.
"Hahaha!"
"Now the young and Dangerous boys are getting more and more crazy!"
"Well, it seems that our reputation as the Three Heroes of South Lake has declined in recent years"
None of the four gangsters, nor the proprietress who rushed over, noticed the murderous look in the eyes of the young man who had been ridiculed.
"Why are you bullying honest people!"
"It's fine to eat the overlord's meal, but still rob my shop!"
The proprietress has a strong temper, she walked over with a spoon in her hand, her eyes were full of anger, "Don't bully people too much!"
"Damn it's a star, old lady, are you looking for death!"
"Believe it or not, I'll kill you first!"
The yellow-haired bastard splashed a few drops of soup on his face, flew into a rage, and took out a butterfly knife from his trouser pocket.
It bounced away with a snap, and gestured in front of the proprietress.
"Don't, don't, brother, don't be impulsive!"
The boss Ji Fuqiang hurried up and pulled his wife away, "Wife, we don't care about business!"
"Ji Fuqiang, you are a coward!"
The proprietress was furious.
Getting up early and working in the dark to make such a little money, but still being bullied by others, what a shitty life it is.
Fortunately, her husband is a coward, and she has an excellent daughter to be comforted
"snort!"
The yellow-haired gangster spit on the ground, looked back at Luo Yun, and stretched out the butterfly knife, "Hey, kid! You're deaf, and you haven't taken out the money yet?"
"He won't be out of money, right?"
"I don't have money to scan Alipay, who still carries cash now."
"Yes, sweep 1999, the police don't care if it's less than 2,000 yuan."
"What year is it? Now you can file a case for 500 yuan, you think we are here in the country"
When several other gangsters were arguing.
Luo Yun silently raised a hand.
"What are you doing?"
Seeing that he didn't want to pay, the yellow-haired gangster frowned.
The next moment, a gray silk thread flew out from Luo Yun's thumb, coiled several times in the air, and elongated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Finally, a large net was woven and covered with yellow hair.
"WTF?"
"Magic?"
This was the last thought of the yellow-haired bastard.
"Ahh!"
"Ahhh!"
In the fried bun shop, six people screamed in horror.
The yellow-haired bastard was cut open by Boya's string net like tofu, and the bloody pieces of meat fell to the ground crackling.
The scarlet blood mixed with the broth on the ground gave off an unpleasant smell.
The other three gangsters and the boss couple were all scared to death!
They want to run, but they can't make any effort!
"roll."
"If you dare to speak out, it will end like this."
Luo Yun withdrew his bow and glanced at the three gangsters, his eyes were indescribably cold.
The three escaped without their lives.
This scene will become a nightmare for the rest of their lives.
? Was warned by a powerful monk that their subconscious minds had been affected, and they dared not reveal it even in their sleep
If there is no accident, they will be sent to a mental hospital a month later.
As for the boss and the proprietress, Luo Yun often ate the buns they made when he was a child, but he didn't know how to do anything to them.
"Snapped!"
He snapped his fingers, and two divine thoughts penetrated into their bodies, deleting the memory.
Then, he took out another Lihuo Talisman, burned the body of the tragic yellow-haired gangster into fly ash, and evaporated it together with the disgusting liquid on the ground
"Hey, eating a steamed stuffed bun is so much trouble."
Luo Yun killing a person is like trampling an ant to death.
Continue to sit down and eat buns.
After a while, the boss and his wife woke up from the dizziness and could no longer remember the scene just now.
"What about the head??It hurts so much. "
"Hiss, what does it smell like, it smells so bad."
"Oh! My soup, why did the soup bucket fall down, I'm so mad!"
The proprietress yelled at the boss again, and the boss obediently mopped the floor with a mop.
Luo Yun ate the buns quietly, had nothing to do, and swiped Douyin.
"Um?"
"Jinghu Mountain Villa was completed, and it was actually on the hot search? 200 million hits"
I looked through it.
In recent months, he has been busy practicing, and has not cared about things on the Internet, and he is almost out of touch with society.
However, they didn't realize that the Jinghu Villa incident had caused such a big commotion.
Many authoritative media rated it as the most beautiful real estate in Yazhou.
The central media called it "the mansion in Xianxia novels".
The Japanese media called it "a house that only exists in comics".
Foreign media called it the "Oriental Miracle Manor".
In the eyes of the public, the owner of Jinghu Villa is not him, but Donald, the chairman of "Red Lotus Capital", a leading enterprise in Binhai City.
The corner of Luo Yun's mouth hooked.
He really likes the feeling of being the big boss behind the scenes, it's cool.
After a while, after eating twenty fried buns, he got up and left.
When he was leaving the door, a pure and beautiful girl wearing earphones and listening to music called him.
"Luo Yun!"
"Luo Yun!!"
The girl was the same age as him, with short hair in a chestnut shawl, white skin like jade, beautiful looks, and a graceful figure.
Although wearing a mask, she is definitely an eight-point beauty in the eyes of passers-by.
More importantly, she knew Luo Yun.
Luo Yun turned his head to look, with a smile on his face, "Xiang Ling!"
"Luo Yun, why are you here?"
"Didn't your family move out a long time ago?"
Ji Xiangling ran over quickly, and Shui Ling's eyes were full of excitement.
Behind her were two girls, both of Luo Yun's junior high school classmates, both wearing masks: one was Jiang Yingying, the literary and art committee member in the class at that time, and the other was Liu Qin, with pockmarked faces and a mean mouth.
The Nanhu Middle School they attended is not far from here.
"Ah~ I see, you came to my second uncle's house specially to eat steamed stuffed buns!"
Ji Xiangling was very excited to see Luo Yun, very happy, "When I was in junior high school, you asked me to bring my second uncle's fried buns every day. After three years of eating, I still haven't gotten tired of it."
"I haven't eaten for a long time, I'm here to cherish the old"
Luo Yun smiled slightly, his eyes swept over Jiang Yingying and Liu Qin.
There was a trace of fear in the eyes of the two girls.
Because more than half a year ago, they were thrown from the mountain by Leimen's people, and their heads were broken
It was also that time that they understood.
This former marginal person in the class has now grown into a towering tree, an existence they can't afford to mess with.
"Hi, Luo Yun, long time no see."
"I want to apologize to you for what happened last time."
Jiang Yingying stretched out her little hand and said hello.
Luo Yun knew that she was trying to curry favor with him, so he didn't show any face, "Yeah."
"We went to the dragon tea shop you opened, the business is too hot!"
Jiang Yingying kept talking, with a smile on her face, "Fortunately, Xiangling is the store manager, otherwise we don't know how long the queue will be, but your dragon tea is really delicious!"
"Drink more if it tastes good."
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