Han Zong: Be A Hero From The Beginning Of Others Is Hell

This morning.

After getting up and washing up, Bai Yu was going to have breakfast at Uncle Zhang's restaurant and visit him by the way.

The matter of the apartment is handed over to the curator, and it will take another two or three days to wait.

After arriving at the restaurant unsteadily, Bai Yu pushed the door open and entered.

"Why are you here, boy?"

Seeing Bai Yu, although Uncle Zhang had a disgusted mouth, there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.

He has a very good sense of Bai Yu, staying alone in a foreign country, seeing him is like seeing a son he hasn't seen for a long time in China.

"Of course I came here specially to see you, Uncle Zhang."

Sitting down skillfully on the chair, Bai Yu laughed and said, "Let's have a bowl of beef noodles, remember to put more slices of meat, don't be short of catty or two."

"I think it's fake for you to come to see me, but it's real for you to eat."

The chef hasn't come to work yet.

Uncle Zhang made a joke and walked into the back kitchen, chatting under the fire while firing: "I don't even ask, anyone in the neighborhood doesn't know that my small restaurant is mainly economical, and whoever eats it will not give a thumbs up."

"You are blessed today. You haven't cooked for several years, which made you break the precept."

After a while, a bowl of steaming beef noodles came over: "Try it."

The extra-large bowl is almost full of noodles, and the thick sliced ​​beef is sprinkled with chopped green onion. Just looking at the presentation will whet your appetite.

Drank the noodle soup along the edge of the bowl to moisten the mouth, and the taste buds enjoyed the delicious taste.

Blow it a little.

Bai Yu picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles into his mouth.

"Cool~, the taste at home is more suitable for me." Bai Yu sighed.

"It doesn't matter who made it. My craftsmanship is not bad, right? I think I was also a chef back then."

Sitting opposite Bai Yu, Uncle Zhang lit a cigarette and smoked leisurely, his vicissitudes of face were full of complacency as he recalled the past.

If it weren't for his old age and poor health, he could do the work of chef and boss by himself.

The two eat noodles and listen while the other smokes and talks.

The morning sun shines through the glass of the restaurant, and through the white mist, it forms a peaceful painting.

Unfortunately, the brief tranquility was quickly broken.

The door of the restaurant was suddenly pushed open violently from the outside.

The door panel hit the wall with a bang, and the glass almost shattered and fell.

In came three gangsters who didn't look like good people.

The leading man came to the table arrogantly: "There are customers early in the morning. It seems that the old man's business in your store is very good. Just in time, this month's protection fee should be paid."

"Ah? Didn't you just hand it in a few days ago? Why do you have to hand it in again?"

See you.

Uncle Zhang showed fear on his face, subconsciously stood up and blocked Bai Yu with his thin body.

"Old man, don't you need to eat tomorrow after eating today? If you ask you to pay it, you can pay it. Why so much nonsense?"

The man scolded impatiently.

Uncle Zhang trembled when he heard the words.

The monthly protection fee is 200,000 won, which is more than 1,000 yuan when converted into Xia coins.

Although the level of technology in this world is about 20 years old, the consumption level and wages are still at the level just after the millennium.

Uncle Zhang can barely accept 200,000 won per month. If it is 400,000 won, it will be very difficult to keep the restaurant from losing money.

The other party wanted to force him to his death.

"Are you deaf? Hurry up!"

Seeing Uncle Zhang standing still, the man took out a dagger from his pocket and thrust it into the table.

The meaning of the threat is self-evident.

"Okay, okay."

The clenched fist was weakly released, knowing that he couldn't afford to offend. Uncle Zhang staggered towards the counter, counted out 200,000 won from the drawer, and handed it to the other party.

Snapped.

A hand suddenly appeared beside him and cut off the beard halfway, snatching the money from Uncle Zhang.

After drinking the last sip of soup in the bowl, Bai Yu counted the banknotes and asked calmly, "Uncle Zhang, who are these bastards?"

"Xiaobai, give them the money!" Uncle Zhang turned pale with fright, and hurriedly tried to snatch the money back, but halfway he turned his head and smiled and apologized to the man: "I'm sorry, this kid is a relative from my hometown. , don’t be familiar with him.”

"Hey, Uncle Zhang, if you say that about me again, I will sue you for defamation."

Bai Yu rolled his eyes.

"Hey my little ancestors, I'm saving you, hurry up and give them the money."

Uncle Zhang was anxious and angry.

Usually Bai Yu looks very smart, why can't he see the situation on the court today.

These bastards are not good people. If they are angered, they will be beaten lightly. If they don't do it, they will ruin their lives.

"Boy, what did you just say about us?"

The man ignored Uncle Zhang's pleading, pulled out his dagger, walked to Bai Yu's side and tilted his head to look at him: "Can you repeat what you said before? I have bad ears, so I couldn't hear clearly."

"Bad ears? Do you want me to treat you?"

grin.

Without giving the man time to react, Bai Yu slapped him across the face.

The terrifying force almost slapped his head away, and he spun a few times in the air before falling heavily to the ground.

Things happened so fast.

The two younger brothers behind the man stood there with blank eyes.

It was too late when they realized what had happened and wanted to rush up and attack Bai Yu.

The left hand grabbed one person by the throat and lifted him up with one arm, and the other person was kicked by Bai Yu and broke his knee joint, and fell to the ground in pain, screaming non-stop.

The whole process lasts only a few seconds.

Uncle Zhang's outstretched right hand stopped stiffly in the air, and his eyes showed disbelief.

"you you......"

"What's the matter, Uncle Zhang? Have you stuttered?"

Turning around, Bai Yu joked with a smile.

"Oh, you got into trouble!"

Recovering from the shock that Bai Yu was so good at fighting, Uncle Zhang patted his thigh angrily: "Do you know who they are? These bastards are the ones who dare to kill people."

"If you beat these people, the gang behind them will not let you go."

"It's over, South Korea can't stay anymore, I'll contact the smuggling boat right away, and you will go back by boat with me tonight."

"That's not enough, Uncle Zhang, I'm very good. I'll beat them one by one. We don't have to be afraid of them."

Compared with Uncle Zhang's anxious state of mind, Bai Yu is very calm.

It's just gangsters, isn't it great?

It should not be you who should be afraid, but them.

Annoying him, Bai Yu didn't mind killing them with his own hands.

"Can you hit one or ten? Unless you can hit dozens or hundreds, run away with me."

Seeing Bai Yu's nonchalant expression, Uncle Zhang sighed helplessly.

After all, he is a young man who thinks he can be lawless if he has a little strength, and he doesn't care about the consequences at all.

"Maybe I can hit a hundred." Bai Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Why are you bragging now, kid? Do you think you are Ip Man?"

He got up and grabbed Bai Yu's arm to run, but no matter how hard he tried, Bai Yu couldn't move.

Turning his head in doubt, looking at Bai Yu's half-smile face, Uncle Zhang was dumbfounded: "You, are you serious?"

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