This expression shouldn't be a down-and-out food stall barbecue, so there are female students who are huddled together and whispering, and authentic onlookers who are holding barbecue and chilling beer. They want to see what he does on an attack.

Buck ignored it and made those young people unable to hold back. Seeing Liu Changyuan who was pulled and angry, he would not bully the elderly, so he turned the table up: "Boss! Let's say it!" One of them also grabbed the plate in his hand and smashed it on Buck's back, causing a large number of onlookers to scream. The confrontation was escalating, and he was also taking his mobile phone to shoot!

As a roadside stall, just a few meters away, a pool of dirty sauce appeared on Buck's back. He shook his shoulders and turned around, biting cigarettes at the corner of his mouth. Looking at the four young people with tight bodies, it seemed like they saw themselves at a certain period of time, with excessive energy and excessive hormone secretion, and they wanted to cause trouble or attract the attention of the opposite sex everywhere. The more lively it was, the more proud it was...

But obviously I am not that way now, and I am not even too scarce to fight.

But the situation in front of me is really annoying, just like a few fly buzzing, you don’t bother to pay attention, they just feel that they have really found a piece of shit and are surrounded happily.

If he was really shit and was not disturbed, Buck wouldn't think it would be okay.

Buck had no expression on his face, and the young men were staring at him, but they wanted to cheer himself up: "If you set up a stall to do business, do you understand the basic rules, and you actually hit customers, and the customer is God..."

Buck had no choice but to grab a kitchen knife more than half a meter long from the grill, and the surroundings were filled with a huge uproar. Even the diners sitting at the table claiming to be VIP box were so scared that they could not help but get up. Is this a five-step rhythm of blood splattering?

The young people subconsciously stopped their mouths.

But Buck threw the long knife directly over and hooked his index finger: "Do you want to say something? Pick it up and chop me? Otherwise, you'll get out of here, those portions of meat won't charge for money..." With a clang of the sound of the metal block falling to the ground, he turned lazily and continued to barbecue!

To be honest, such a scene and such a young man really can't inspire him any motivation.

Many onlookers were silent for a moment, probably wanting to hear what Buck said clearly. Now Buck turned around and carried another knife to take care of the barbecue. After only a moment of quiet, a large amount of laughter came. The posture of the young man here was like a lion facing the barking of a puppy, slapping his tail twice to hit the mosquito.

A few young men immediately sat down and continued to rush up their blood? Or picked up the shiny kitchen knife and turned it into a machete?

With the current era of severe crackdown and monitoring of controlled knives and a kitchen knife must be registered, what are the consequences of holding weapons like this? It is not the degree of punching and kicking just now. It is possible to be sentenced immediately if you are not lucky!

Screaming? They don't bother paying attention to you.

Fighting? Seeing others holding another knife in their hands, skillful and burly, they really rushed over... They called it self-defense?

The smug mood just now suddenly looked like a chick that was being held by someone!

transfixed!

The result of looking at each other was that the girl with oil on her skirt was relieved, and pushed her boyfriend away: "I told you not to fight, okay... People all said that barbecue is free, and when I go back, I want to wash my clothes..."

Let’s take the donkey down the slope, and even a few young people would not give up anything to find face. They hummed with complicated expressions and hugged each other and left. From a distance, they could hear: “Isn’t it just a barbecue shop? What’s so great!”

The people around him suddenly felt that they were still unsatisfied and seemed to be the best way to deal with it this way. They wanted to continue to barbecue and look at this somewhat surprising barbecue. They wiped their mouths after they had eaten, and were ready to add fuel to the fire to gossip themselves about seeing this dispute.

Only Buck looked at Liu Changyuan over there, the young man with gray and blood on his face, looked at the scene in front of him with a little surprise, staring at himself blankly, and in anger, he fisted at him but made a mess. In the hands of this neighbor who was not a few years older than him, it was easily resolved.

Buck smiled, it seemed that it was hopeless, so he turned his head and looked at Liu Changyuan: "What? I did something wrong, I don't know how to pick up the knife for me?"

Liu Changyuan stood there and was stunned for ten seconds. Before his mother could push him, he went over to pick up the greasy kitchen knife. He only realized how heavy the knife was. He couldn't help but use both hands and held the knife to Buck with both hands.

Buck took it over and said: "You deserve it. You deserve it. You are provoking it. But you ask your parents to wipe your butt... You can go back and continue playing your game and playing your phone. This broken phone is bought by your parents' money, right? If you want to buy a good phone and be respected, then just put away your bad tempers that are complaining about in the world and doing business. But before all this, apologize to your parents first, otherwise you will still go back and be your turtle with your head-shrinking and continue to bully this poor parents who can speak straight."

The parents there were already busy with the little beggar to turn over the table that was lifted, pick up plates and chopsticks everywhere on the ground, and the mother with disheveled hair even reached out to pick up the broken beer bottles.

No one cares what the simple-dressed parents are doing. The noisy diners discussed the fun just now and urged the barbecue to be delivered to the table. So after Buck said that, he turned around to do his own thing, leaving only the thin and pale face, and a little bruised and swollen nose, bloody corners of his mouth looking at his parents, with complex eyes...

When Buck cut several plates of barbecue and brought it over, he saw that Liu Changyuan had disappeared, and shook his head and smiled, continuing to do his own business, but he just apologized to him and wanted to help make up for his son's faults here, so he stopped saying anything and did not stop them from doing things. As long as this would make them feel better, it would be fine.

Back then, Ba Dacheng and Liu Shufen also wiped his butts a lot. When Buck was closing the stall, he went to the night market and bought a few clothes for his parents. They were all very cheap. He knew that it would not mean anything if the purchase was expensive, but instead made his parents cramped.

The most important thing was that Buck grabbed the little beggar who was ready to run away happily after collecting a large plate of leftover meat, and counted out ten pieces and handed them to him. This was a careful man. For the little beggar who had no ability to resist, ten pieces of money was much safer than one hundred yuan.

But unexpectedly, the little beggar hugged the remaining meat in the plastic bag with both hands and shook his head quickly. The hoarse voice was almost the first time Buck heard him say: "I... cannot be pitiful, I changed my workmanship..."

In an instant, Buck, who had been begging for five thousand kilometers for a long distance, felt a little ashamed!

He was already an adult and had some strength. Of course, it can be explained that he was a walking corpse and was depressed and wanted to go home. However, facing this child who had always maintained a sense of superiority before, Buck really blushed, a blush in front of innocent and stubbornness!

Those stubborn eyes were so clear above the mask that it seemed to reflect the humble things on him!

Buck was still thick-skinned after all, and his expression remained unchanged: "Fifty yuan a day, this is today and tomorrow... You know that the leftovers are going to be thrown away. Don't you want to work and make money... are you full?" It's obvious that this child has companions. At least he wouldn't be hungry after eating the little meat that he had done alone yesterday.

After all, the little beggar is still a little beggar. The star-like clear eyes burst out with glory: "Really? Still money? Can you come every day? Why should you give tomorrow's money?" After all, the child is a child, and his hoarse voice was distorted.

Buck is a great thing to fool children. He has no expression on his face and knocks the words outside the oven with a long knife: "Do you recognize it? Caucasian barbecue! This is the foreign rules!"

The child rolled up ten bills in disbelief and then ran away with a plastic bag.

Buck guessed the height and size of the child from his back, and went to the night market to buy two children's clothes and shoes. He had some ways to coax the child to change it. Just as Fang Lingying didn't long ago, she thought she was dirty and bought clothes for herself. Buck, who was riding a motorcycle with a crackling sound in the night, smiled warmly, and the heart that was still cold in the hot summer was warm.

So when I rode a tricycle back, pretending to watch TV, but I was actually listening to the sounds outside with my parents, who had been pointing their ears, just came out to help him unload the oven or something, so Buck presented the things he bought.

Just one or two hundred yuan made the two couples laugh at each other.

It is no surprise that parents are most satisfied with.

After taking a shower, I sat by the yard in the dormitory area to cool off and had no childhood purity. The roar of air conditioners everywhere brought more heat. Buck pushed his parents who had packed up the tricycle to take a shower, and then he changed into a pair of old sneakers and went to the road below to perform a routine nightly jog.

It's very simple. Long-term mental tension and high-intensity physical operation have made Buck get used to exercise. What's more, after something happened, he had a long journey similar to a rampant few months, which also put his physical function in a state that needs regulation.

On the one hand, this overload walking and begging life made him very lack the balanced nutrition of the elements in his body, but on the other hand, it brought him an extremely strong and capable body. Now after returning home, he gradually intakes various nutrients for purpose and replenishes the body structure, and maintains circular exercise so that his emotions and efforts for the past few months will not be in vain.

In fact, running at this time is a forced one. Looking up at the sky, there is a huge thermal power plant around it, so the air pollution is quite serious, the gray sky cannot be seen, and it is sometimes more serious when you wake up early in the morning. So now, if you want to get the right to breathe fresh and clean air, it has become a luxury that requires a lot of wealth to complete.

Compared with the chaotic battlefields that I have lived for a long time or the lazy and unproductive Eastern Europe, nothing is perfect. I smiled and shook my head, but I could feel my heart calm down. It seemed that from the frustration that had just begun to escape from Eastern Europe, self-deprecation gradually turned into boredom and indifference. But after returning home, those angers were far away. Today's incident was a very small episode, but Buck could feel that his mood had changed. He did not talk about reckless actions before, at least he would be vengeful and retaliated against provocations or threats, and was extremely fierce, because only in this way can he ensure his safety and prevent other potential threats from approaching.

But obviously, my first reaction was to be calm and take harmony as the most important thing. And I also felt very confident at that time. These young people did not dare to become more aggressive, and I also felt that the old policeman... seemed to have no malicious intentions towards him, and the little policeman was a little inexplicably sour.

Haha, Buck laughed.
Chapter completed!