Jiaohua

Chapter 292 The Tao Family
Xia Zhaoyi withdrew his gaze and looked at the cakes on the baking tray.

The oil and water made a sizzling sound, and the minced meat wrapped in the dough was fried to give off a strong aroma.

Xia Zhaoyi watched silently, with a calm expression, but Lao Tong and Zhi Changle could tell that her mind was seriously distracted.

The boss handed over the prepared cakes one by one, Xia Zhaoyi took two cakes and said goodbye to Lao Tong and Zhi Changle.

Lao Tong and Zhi Changle watched her leave, and turned to look in the direction where the man disappeared just now.

"Does Ah Li know that man?" Zhi Changle said as he walked, biting the cake curiously, "It seems that after seeing him, he becomes weird."

"That man doesn't seem to know Ah Li, but Ah Li knows him." Old Tong analyzed seriously.

"But Ah Li didn't do much, she didn't make a sound, and she didn't intend to find him."

"Does it look like someone Ali knows?" Old Tong said.

As soon as the words were finished, the group of beggars I saw just now suddenly came running from that direction, screaming and laughing, making a lot of noise.

Old Tong and Zhi Changle stopped.

The man they were talking about chased after him with a red face and thick neck: "Give it to me, give it back to me! You bastards!"

"Eat, eat, share!" a beggar yelled, throwing out a cake, still holding a portion in his hand.

The other beggar took the cake directly from his hand, divided the cake into several portions, and the crowd stuffed them into their mouths while running.

"I'll kill you! Stinky beggars!" The man grabbed the wooden barrels on the side of the road and smashed everything he could.

The beggars yelled and ran towards the street. When they passed Lao Tong and Zhi Changle, a beggar suddenly reached out to grab the cake in Zhi Changle's hand.

Zhi Changle had sharp eyes and quick hands, grabbed his wrist first, and kicked him away. The beggar who was running couldn't stabilize his body, and fell to the ground with several companions around him, wowing.

"I have tolerated you for a long time!"

Zhi Changle cursed, threw the sesame seed cake in his hand towards the beggar's face, then stepped forward and grabbed the beggar's collar, and punched it with his fist.

"what are you doing!"

"You are looking for death!"

The beggars around him immediately surrounded him fiercely.

Old Tong rushed up one step at a time, knocked one away with his shoulder, and greeted another with his fist.

Passers-by surrounded them, pointing at those beggars, cursing and watching jokes.

Lao Tong and Zhi Changle are seven or eight feet tall, with big arms and round waist, with brute strength. Compared with the skinny beggars around them, they are three.

The beggar who was screaming fiercely just now saw that Lao Tong was also very skilled, and the people on the outermost side had already run away.

Old Tong held Zhi Changle back: "Go, wait for the patrol guards to come."

"See if you dare in the future!" Zhi Chang Lezhi scolded.

"Kill them!" A passer-by shouted, pointing at the beggars on the ground.

Many people took action directly, and when there were too many people, their brains became hot, and some people came running with their poles.

The beggars hurriedly got up and ran for their lives, shouting and begging for mercy, and the whole street finally became lively.

"It seems that we don't need to help." A man in the distance looked at the bustling scene here and whispered.

The woman beside her was dressed in men's clothing, and looked at these beggars coldly without saying a word.

Because of the corner of the eaves, the woman's face happened to be hidden in the darkness, her skin was fair, but a little rough, her facial features were delicate, she was slightly lightly made up, and a scar about three inches long was faintly visible on the right side of her cheek.

Those beggars were beaten away, and the crowd here gradually dispersed.

The man who was robbed of the pancakes was still there, and went back to the stall, looking like he wanted to buy more.

"Ma'am, shall we go?" said the man beside him.

After a long silence, the woman finally said: "You said those beggars are like this, what are they still doing alive?"

The man smiled: "It's better to die than to live, to live like a dog, at least it's alive."

"If they live, it will only make it difficult for more people to live," the woman said. "Should no one care if a beggar dies on the street?"

"Madam means..." The man looked at her.

"I don't want to see these beggars on the street tomorrow," the woman's voice became colder, "at least half of it."

"Half? Ma'am, there are too many beggars here, and they died directly on the street. The government here should take care of it?"

"Care?" The woman smiled, turned around and walked back, amused, "If you really know how to control, we people who died on the street that night, do you see what they found?"

The man frowned, said nothing, and quietly followed the woman.

Mentioning the subordinate who died inexplicably that night, the woman's bad mood got even worse, she stopped and said, "What's going on with Lin Qingfeng?"

"What is the madam asking about? The batch of goods we want, or the murderer?"

"The murderer," said the woman, "is there any whereabouts?"

"It seems that there is no..."

"What kind of person do I think Lin Qingfeng is," the woman sneered, "It's been a few days."

"The subordinate will remind you again."

"Go," said the woman, walking forward, "the matter of the beggars must be settled tonight."

"Yes." The man bowed his head.

"Also," the woman frowned, paused, and said dryly, "If you find an opportunity tomorrow, you can go to Tao's house and take some money."

"Yes," said the man, "but what shall I say if they ask me who I am?"

"Who would bring them so much money for no reason? How can I say it? They can't guess?" The woman said with a smile.

As she said that, she turned her head to look at the man in front of the shop over there: "Even a piece of cake can make him like this, these people have already become waste."

"Yes." The man nodded and answered again.

The beggar was chased and beaten far away. When he saw the patrolling guards from a distance, he went up and called for help.

When passers-by saw the officers and soldiers, they immediately scattered, and some people gave up their shoulder poles and threw them on the ground.

The leader of the team kicked away the beggar who rushed forward, and cursed in disgust: "Get out! Don't get close to me!"

"Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord! My lord is healthy, and my lord is rich." The beggar shouted again and again.

The captain gave him a sideways look, walked away.

As soon as the beggar waited for him to go far, he said "pooh": "What the hell, you are like a dog, and you still think of yourself as an official!"

He looked back at his companion and said, "Let's go, let's continue to rob, our stomachs are not full yet!"

"That's right, let's go!" The other beggars shouted.

More than a dozen beggars left in groups.

In the corner behind them, two little beggars poked their heads out with disgust on their faces.

"They were the ones who beat me," said the fat man with a swollen nose, gritted his teeth, and looked at the boy beside him, "Tie Zhu, you usually have the most tricks. Do you have any good ways to teach me a lesson?"

"We have no background, no ability, and we are not tall. How can we teach you a lesson?" Tie Zhu looked at those people and said coldly, "This group of beasts, if they continue to make trouble like this, we will suffer as well, maybe They will be arrested together by the government, or driven out of the city."

"Ah?" Fatty looked at him in fear, "Then what shall we do?"

"Can you have your own idea, don't keep asking me what to do, okay?"

Fatty was taken aback.

"I don't know what to do anymore," Tie Zhu looked away, and sat in the corner, "Maybe there is someone who can help us, but she seems to be in trouble now, and I can't find her..."

"Who?"

Tie Zhu pursed his lips, and took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket.

He opened the paper, and it was a crumpled wanted portrait from a long time ago.

Fatty recognized it, and said, "It's this Ali again."

"This is Ah Li," Tie Zhu looked at the girl on the paper and said in a low voice, "I don't know where she is."

(End of this chapter)