Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

"Lao Liu, I think you should give me an explanation." The inch-headed man looked at him coldly, standing still, but he had the aura of a born king.

"I...I..." Lao Liu was already dripping with sweat, he never expected such a result anyway.As if to hide his nervousness, he was still flipping through the books full of notes.

"Lao Liu, how much do you owe me so far?" The inch-cut man suddenly stood up and walked over step by step.Several other people looked at Lao Liu gloatingly.

The sixth child became more and more nervous, his whole body couldn't help shaking, he held the book and flipped through the pages, as if he was expecting that the inch-headed man would really find something out of it before he went mad.

Zhou Ming outside the window shook his head slightly. He didn't expect that the books prepared by Chu Tingting would cause such disasters. [

In an instant, the inch-headed man had already walked in front of Lao Liu.The sixth child still didn't dare to look up, flipping through the books clattering.The big man slowly pulled out a chopping knife from his waist, and asked coldly: "Lao Liu, would you like to exchange [-] yuan for one arm?"

"Ah?" Lao Liu's tone was full of astonishment, and his whole body trembled like a sieve.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence!" As soon as the inch-headed man finished speaking, he raised the machete high, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to raise the machete, and blood spattered on the spot!

It was too late to say that, Zhou Ming kicked the door open early outside the window, and he rushed in like a hurricane, and kicked the big man with the inch head on the wrist, and the knife rolled to the side.

"Who are you?!" The inch-headed man stared angrily at the unexpected visitor.Seeing this scene, several other people immediately stood behind the inch-headed man.

Zhou Ming, however, bent down as if he didn't see them at all, sorted out the books one by one, and packed them into his bag.The inch-headed man looked at Lao Liu again, and Lao Liu looked at Zhou Ming in front of him with the same suspicion, and stammered, "He...he is the owner of this bag."

"You brought the man back?!" The inch-headed man raised his eyebrows: "You actually leaked our tracks?! Do you know how dangerous this is!" He almost yelled out the last sentence.

Lao Liu was dripping with cold sweat: "I didn't bring him back... I don't know when he came here by himself."

While they were talking, Zhou Ming had already packed his backpack and stood up to leave.