Siheyuan: Banggeng is stealing, Aunt Huairu, don’t be anxious!

"Don't worry, Sister Lan. As long as Wang Hu and the others are not extremely stupid, they will definitely not involve me."

"As long as you are sure."

Liu Lan was quite confident about Cao Shuang:

Since this enemy has said so, there will definitely be no trouble.

"Sister Lan, what do you think of that big split I did when I kicked someone just now?"

"Very handsome."

"Then you want to learn?"

“Can I still learn?”

Although girls may not all have the same dream of traveling the world with a sword as boys, Liu Lan is obviously willing to learn some self-defense skills.

"Of course you can, but next time in bed, you have to..."

Hearing Cao Shuang's voice, Liu Lan's face instantly turned red:

This bastard obviously just wanted to have some fun, but he also talked about teaching me self-defense.

However, thinking of the scene of herself doing the splits on Cao Shuang, Liu Lan couldn't help but feel excited:

"Xiao Shuang, is this really okay?"

"Can I still lie to you?"

Glancing at Liu Lan, Cao Shuang's expression was extremely serious:

"Splits, handstands, lotus sitting... these are all extremely advanced moves. I will teach them to you slowly in the future."

'Pooh! ’

"I won't learn this kind of nonsense."

Although she said this, just by looking at Liu Lan's flickering eyes, you can guess that she must be moved.

After getting rid of Wang Hu and others, there were no accidents on the rest of the journey.

With relatives guarding the door and a big battle already underway in Caikuli, Cao Shuang did not waste too much time in Liu Lan's room this time:

Well, I just tasted a few buns...

When Cao Shuang was riding his bike back to the courtyard, Sha Zhu was also walking back carrying a small bottle of bulk liquor.

"Yo~"

"Isn't this Brother Zhu? Why are you drinking this kind of crap?"

Hearing the sudden sound, Sha Zhu, who had just entered the alley, couldn't help but frowned:

As an eighth-level cook, he usually drinks bottled wine.

Who would have thought that when Cao Shuang had emptied his pockets and he had to buy some bulk goods to make ends meet, he would actually meet an acquaintance.

Shazhu likes only two things - widows and face!

The widow has not succeeded yet, but she must not lose face.

So, when he heard the voice, he quickly answered:

“I’ve been drinking a lot of bottled wine lately, so I’m using bulk wine to change the taste.”

Not until the end of the conversation did Sha Zhu get a clear look at the person asking the question.

"You are... Wang Hu?"

Looking at Wang Hu, whose face was as swollen as a monkey's butt, Sha Zhu's voice was filled with doubt:

"Aren't you going to look for Cao Shuang? Why are you here?"

As soon as the words came out, Sha Zhu's eyes suddenly lit up:

"Is that grandson's leg broken? He is indeed my good brother, He Yuzhu. He does things just like that..."

"It's your uncle!"

Sha Zhu wanted to praise him more, but Wang Hu didn't give him the chance.

'Snapped! '

The roar and the slapping sounded at the same time, and Wang Hu looked at Sha Zhu with a red look in his eyes:

I was charging into battle and was lifted into the air and slapped, and you're drinking behind me and want to change your taste?

Relying on Yi Zhonghai's favoritism and his excellent cooking skills, Sha Zhu has never been treated like this before.

After touching his painful face, Sha Zhu's eyes suddenly widened:

"Wang Hu, you are not..."

'Snapped! '

"How dare you say bad words?"

Another big slap in the face, Wang Hu transferred what Cao Shuang had done to him to Sha Zhu.

But Wang Hu is a man with some brains after all. He is not a human-shaped beast like Cao Shuang, so there is no need for him to confront Sha Zhu head-on.

So after the second slap, he shrank behind the other people:

"Brothers, fuck this bastard!"

Five people were beaten by one person, and Wang Hu's brothers were already full of anger.

Of course they would not be polite to Sha Zhu, the 'culprit'.

As a cook, Sha Zhu's physical fitness must be better than most people of this era.

If they fought normally, even if Wang Hu and others had the advantage in numbers, it would definitely not be easy for them.

But who made them come prepared?

As soon as Wang Hu finished speaking, the four people blocking his way each drew out a wooden stick.

"you……"

"beat!"

In order to prevent Sha Zhu from picking up weapons, Wang Hu and others cleaned up the rubble in the box.

Right time, right place, right people

Sha Zhu refused to take any advantage, and the outcome of this "battle" was doomed from the beginning.

In less than three minutes, Sha Zhu huddled in the corner with his head in his hands:

"Everyone, I'm in trouble today. If you have any requests, please feel free to ask."

"As expected of Brother Zhu, you are sensible."

Reaching out his hand and gently patting Sha Zhu's face twice, Wang Hu spoke:

"Fifty bucks and a leg, and you'll be forgiven for deceiving your brothers."

"Otherwise..."

Wang Hu didn't say the rest, but his two humphs showed his attitude:

Being able to make most of the workers in the entire steel rolling mill shudder at the mention of the word "tiger", they certainly have no shortage of excellent ways to play tricks on people.

"This……"

“I don’t have that much money.”

Hearing Wang Hu's words, Sha Zhu's face darkened:

Fifty dollars and a leg. This guy should be called Wang "Big Mouth".

"No?"

Wang Hu looked at Sha Zhu with a suspicious expression:

An eighth-level cook earns 27.5 yuan a month and can bring food back from the canteen. How can this guy be so poor?

"It seems that Brother Zhu is not going to give face to the brothers."

With a sneer, Wang Hu stamped his feet grimly:

"Let's do it."

"you……"

"Kacha~"

'Boom! '

Before Sha Zhu could finish his words, two sticks had already fallen on him:

The first blow broke his left leg, and the second blow made him faint on the spot.

"Search."

Looking at Sha Zhu lying on the ground, Wang Hu had a calm expression:

As a professional gangster, he has expert-level stick-beating skills. Even though Sha Zhu is dizzy, when he wakes up, at most he will just have a bump on his head.

"Boss, no money."

"Really not?"

"real!"

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Chapter 39 Meeting Lou Xiaoe for the first time

"This……"

Hearing the younger brother's question, Wang Hu's face was tangled:

In addition to breaking a leg, the evil guy also wants thirty dollars. We can't ask them to collect the money, right?