Magic Punk

Early the next morning, Xuanyi opened her eyes on the sofa in the living room, got up and dressed, first went to wake up the sleeping Yaoyao, then finished washing herself, and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the girl and herself.

Their breakfast has always been very simple, but recently they have begun to follow the local customs. Two fried eggs with toasted bread slices and a cup of steaming milk are enough to sustain the energy needs of two people until noon, and the most important thing is that it is made like this It saves time, which is even more valuable.

Anyway, no matter what you do, Yaoyao will praise Xuanyi for how delicious it is.

Even if Xuanyi’s cooking is delicious.

But this time, just halfway through breakfast, I heard some noise coming from below.

Yaoyao stood up and ran to the window and glanced down, then ran back and looked at Xuanyi: "It seems they are still the same group of people last night!"

Xuanyi nodded, said nothing, just pointed to the dining table: "Eat first."

Yaoyao looked at Xuanyi and didn't touch the bread again.

"You have to help people to the end." Xuan Yi said with a smile.

When Yaoyao heard Xuanyi say these words, a smile finally broke out on her face. Then she finished her breakfast, then walked to the door and picked up the heavy turtle shell.

Xuanyi sighed, stuffed the bread into his mouth and washed it down with milk, then stood up and walked to Yaoyao.

"Let's go down."

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However, after going down, Xuanyi realized that the information he had received was somewhat wrong.

The men standing in the courtyard of the apartment were indeed a good group of people who came last night, and they even said that there was no more and no less.

The only difference is that when they arrived yesterday, they were all aggressive and well-armed, but now they were only wearing a single piece of breezy clothes, and each carried a bundle of thorns on their backs.

Is this - is this the legendary apology for bearing a thorn?

Xuanyi couldn't help but open his mouth slightly as he looked at the Jingziao kneeling in half the courtyard.

Yaoyao didn't expect that. She quickly ran to the leading man. Sure enough, Jiang Wang was kneeling there with a dejected look on his face. His body was the thinnest, and the thorns on his back were the largest, thickest and longest. of.

"What's going on?" Yaoyao couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Wang raised his head, looked at the doctor's child, and choked on his words: "Don't... don't mention it, my gang leader knows."

Your gang leader knew about it, so you came to kneel down on the street to apologize?

Is your gang leader too real, or are you too real?

For the first time, Yaoyao felt that the underworld was so interesting.

Xuanyi looked around and found that Uncle Zhao didn't come down at all this time.

Of course, if Uncle Zhao had taken his Concentrating Energy Pill last night, he probably wouldn't be able to wake up before noon today, but it's not ruled out that Uncle Zhao turned around and went upstairs after seeing them.

It was already seven o'clock in the morning. Although it was getting late in early spring, people working the early morning shift were already coming out of the apartment one after another. Then they looked at the group of men in single clothes and carrying thorns on their backs, messy in the cool spring breeze. From time to time someone would point fingers.

So this is the underworld?

Is it so real?

Xuanyi couldn't help but express the same emotion as Yaoyao.

Xuanyi walked up to Jiang Wang and asked, "Is Miss Zhao down?"

Jiang Wang shook his head.

"What about Uncle Zhao?"

Jiang Wang continued to shake his head.

"Then how long does your gang leader plan to make you kneel?" Xuanyi finally asked the core question.

"If Uncle Zhao agrees to our apology, then we can leave by letting Uncle Zhao take a few strokes to relieve his hatred." Jiang Wang said with a bitter face: "If he doesn't come, we will kneel until the sun goes down."

Xuanyi nodded, turned around and greeted Yaoyao, preparing to go to work.

He was ready to help people to the end, and that was Uncle Zhao's family who was ready to help.

As for now, it's not the time to be concerned.

Since when do gangs and gangs need others to provide them with warmth and welfare?

Yaoyao jumped up and down behind Xuanyi, his steps extremely cheerful.

Xuanyi took two steps and suddenly heard a heavy knock on the ground behind him. Xuanyi sighed, turned around and looked at Jiang Wang, who was knocking his head on the stone ground. He bit his lip and said sadly: "Little doctor Please save us, kneeling until dark will kill someone."

Don’t you gangsters always pay attention to cutting your fingers cleanly?

Your gang leader didn't let you cut off your fingers to apologize, probably because he was afraid that you idiots wouldn't be able to cut off enough if you didn't have enough fingers to even use your toes. Right now, it's more comfortable to kneel here than to cut off all your fingers.

Besides, you all have so much vitality that you will probably get sick if you kneel down for a day. Come and take care of my business, and I guarantee that you will be full of energy the next day.

There is no reason for doctors to push customers away.

But thinking like this, Xuanyi still didn't leave. He looked at Jiang Wang: "What can I help you with?"

You don’t want me to use physical means to help you convince your clan leader.

I feel like this will only make things worse.

Jiang Wang looked at Xuanyi: "Please, young doctor, invite Miss Zhao over. We will apologize to her in person. If she doesn't want to hit us and dirty her hands, then we brothers can punish each other."

Xuanyi thought about the scene of this group of tall and thick men wearing single clothes and whipping each other's backs with wattle sticks. He instantly felt as if a door to a new world had opened. Of course - Xuanyi would rather not open it.

He shook his head: "Do you think Miss Zhao will come down?"

"Besides, this is better than your gang leader asking you to cut off your fingers. Isn't this the normal rule?"

Jiang Wang's expression became even more desperate: "We asked for it! The gang leader won't let us!"

"The gang leader said, either get out of the Xie Gang and leave the territory of Lanyin City, or kneel down and admit your mistake to Miss Zhao. Cut off your fingers. If you want to cut off, I won't let you. Who on earth came up with such a naughty idea? !”

Jiang Wang imitated Xie En's tone perfectly.

Is it actually the Overbearing President?

He is also a domineering president who is at the top of the city's underworld.

If it were written into a book, it would probably contain 200,000 words?

Xuanyi looked at Jiang Wang: "Then you all come and kneel."

Jiang Wang burst into tears: "We don't want to lose face."

"We knelt like this until night. When we went out to kill people, our enemies would point at us when they saw us: Did you see that it was these tough guys who knelt in front of this girl's building for a whole day?"

"This is called losing the battle before anyone loses!"

It's a pity that you don't talk about cross talk.

But seeing how Jiang Wang takes his hidden illness so seriously, it seems like their underworld really values ​​their reputation?

Xuanyi thought thoughtfully, then looked back at Yaoyao: "What do you think?"

Jiang Wang looked at Yaoyao pitifully, and Yaoyao felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at her: "Well, if it's not too troublesome."

Sure enough, Yaoyao, you are still not very good at rejecting others. Xuanyi sighed: "Since Yaoyao said so, I will do this for you."

"Where is your gang leader?"

Jiang Wang couldn't help but be ecstatic when he saw Xuanyi finally let go. At this moment, he heard a voice coming from outside the apartment door.

"I'm right here. May I ask Dr. Xuanyi if he has any advice?"

Jiang Wang's whole body stiffened instantly. Xuan Yi looked towards the voice and saw a tall figure standing under the door of the apartment door.

A fiery red sun was rising slowly behind him.