Metropolis: Start to reward a commercial street

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People are more or less a little evil, which is understandable, but Yang Zixing thinks that for many people, his heart is already relatively kind.

Even though he has become a rich man now, he did not do anything harmful.

You must know that with his current status and strength, he can walk sideways in Xinghai City. Even if he bullies men and women, it is estimated that few people dare to control.

It's just that Yang Zixing's bottom line tells him that he can't do such a thing.

After all, he had also come from poverty.

How can it be possible to bully the poor now?

"Well, you can see it, you really do sound dirty, especially in women."

Lu Wanqing nodded in agreement.

Eh?

Yang Zixing blinked.

What do these mean?

He has never harassed a woman.

"I'm not a pervert, what's wrong with me in this respect?"

"Hmm, you are horny!"

Lu Wanqing blinked playfully.

"Hey? Where am I?"

"I think you usually don't listen to the women around you whether you participate in activities or go out to do things, and you still say that you are not good, you are a big pervert!"

Lu Wanqing is eloquent.

Yang Zixing was a little speechless.

Can you blame me?

It was those women who came to me on their own initiative, what is my business?

Charisma can be my fault.

Of course, he would naturally not tell Lu Wanqing these words, otherwise he would definitely get another condemnation.

This woman is really the type that can educate you all the time.

Yang Zixing doesn't want to eat into an ideological and political education class.

After eating the hot pot, the two left the hot pot restaurant, but they were not in a hurry to go back. Instead, they planned to wander around.

Especially for a woman like Lu Wanqing who pursues beauty, she is usually very strict with herself. Although she is not particularly particular about eating, she will always maintain her usual regimen.

I am afraid it is precisely because of this self-discipline that she can become a beauty director.

The two walked and talked with each other.

Occasionally talk about work, occasionally talk about things in life, anyway, just chat with ordinary friends, it makes no difference.

But Lu Wanqing suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

Yang Zixing asked curiously.

"Look, is this the boy we met at the hot pot restaurant?"

Lu Wanqing asked not far away.

Yang Zixing took a closer look, really.

But what they didn't expect was that there were a few young people beside the boy.

The hair is garishly dressed and lightly picked, and it looks like a street gangster or a hooligan.

And the few young men are forcibly leading the teenager into the alley next to them.

"How to say?"

Lu Wanqing asked.

He is a person with a very sense of justice. Of course he wants to help when encountering this kind of thing, but it depends on whether Yang Zixing is willing or not.

If Yang Zixing didn't want to, it is estimated that she would not only be unable to save people if she went alone, but she would also put herself in like a meat bun and a dog.

Yang Zixing smiled at this sight.

"What is there to say, help people to send the Buddha to Xibai."

I used to help others in hot pot restaurants, but now how could I sit back and watch when encountering such a thing.

"Then let's follow up and see?"

Lu Wanqing asked.

He was inexplicably excited about this kind of thing. After all, people like him would basically never encounter such things.

To put it bluntly, people like Lu Wanqing are already considered elites in society.

The things they usually encounter are completely different from those of ordinary people, and the things they encounter are completely different from those of ordinary people.

After speaking, the two followed.

"Yes, boy, I heard that you made a lot today, right?"

Among them, the yellow hair who took the lead said arrogantly with the boy's shoulders, his eyes were domineering.

"Not much, it's about the same as usual."

The teenager tried to maintain a calm state, but his eyes were still full of fear.

He is alone, and there are several people on the other side, and he is the kind of ordinary person, and he is not the kind of messing around on the street. Naturally, he will instinctively be afraid of such things.

"Ok?"

Huang Mao leaned in front of the boy, staring straight at him.

Suddenly he squeezed the young man's shoulder with his hand.

"Who are you fooling? I really thought I didn't know, did you? I have heard that you met a rich man in a hot pot restaurant today.

You made 1,000 yuan in one go, right?If you don’t take this out, how many of our brothers would you like to eat?"

"That's the living expenses of my sister and me!"

The boy held back the pain in his shoulder and said firmly.

He could not give this money to the other party.

Otherwise, I guess I and my sister will be hungry for a few more days.

"With less garlic, how much can you two eat? Give me the money quickly, otherwise you won't want to get out of this alley today!"

Huang Mao said arrogantly.

If you change to a normal teenager, you might be able to bear it, but recently his sister’s eye problem has become serious again, and she still doesn’t know where to go to collect medical expenses, how could she give her the hard-earned money.

"If you don't give it, if I don't give it, I won't give it. If you beat me to death today, I will not give it to you!"

The boy said stubbornly.

And these words completely angered the other party, Huang Mao directly threw his guitar on the ground, and then greeted his little brother and cursed.

"That's the opposite. This guy dared to fight against me, so I'm going to let him taste the pain today!

Brothers greet me!"

The teenager was terribly scared, but now he has nowhere to run, so he can only subconsciously hold his wallet tightly.

At this critical moment, a brick suddenly flew in mid-air, directly hitting the yellow hair with blood.

"Brother Mao!?"

The other gangsters shocked them, and no one thought they would encounter this situation.

That Huang Mao grinned even more with his headache.

"Who is it? Who doesn't know the height of the bastard, who dares to attack Laozi sneakily, does he want to live!"

"Sneak attack? Young master, I just cleaned you up."

Yang Zixing and Lu Wanqing walked in from the alley.

There was a faint smile on his face.

When the few gangsters saw Yang Zixing alone, they showed contemptuous eyes.

"Yes, the dog still calls a helper, right?"

Huang Mao stared at the boy and gritted his teeth and said.

Lu Wanqing walked out and helped the boy up.

"Are you OK?"

Seeing that the two people who helped themselves at the hot pot restaurant were grateful in the eyes of the boy, he shook his head.

Then he whispered in Lu Wanqing's ear: "Thank you, this guy is a famous bully in this place, or should you go first?"