Chapter 18: Misunderstandings (Part 2)
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Continuing to drink, the two of them did not talk about heavy topics such as politics, but talked about their experiences abroad. Often some interesting little things aroused the exclamation and curiosity of the beauties around them. They answered each sentence and laughed.
, said it very happily.
Just when they were drinking happily and chatting, suddenly there was a noise outside the courtyard gate. Yang Du, who was already a little drunk, immediately frowned unhappily and called the waiter playing the piano.
Let her go and see what's going on.
"Master! Master! You can't trespass here. Miss Yun Yu and Lan You have distinguished guests today. Oh my mother..."
There was a loud slap in the face, followed by a man yelling incoherently: "What a distinguished guest! Who dares to call me noble here?"
"You're blind! Why don't you call Yun Yu and Lan You to accompany our master?" The voice sounded like a follower. These words came from afar, and Yang Du, who was tasting wine, suddenly changed his expression.
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"No, Master... Master!" vaguely heard the cries of the madam who had been slapped.
"Hmph! I want to see who dares to be so bold? Is there no way to do it? Go! Call that madman over and show me who he is!" Yang Du put down the wine glass and shouted in displeasure.
"Hey, who is this! How dare you speak so loudly? A toad is not afraid of flashing his tongue when he laughs? Which kid accidentally exposed you today? You are very courageous. You dare to compete with our father for women? You are tired of life.
Did you?" After hearing Yang Du's words, the attendant over there jumped out immediately, kicked open the courtyard door with a bang, and in the blink of an eye two big and thick guys rushed in.
"Asshole! Get out!" Where has Yang Du ever been insulted like this in his life? He was so angry that he flew into a rage. He grabbed the wine glass and jug on the table and threw it at the two people who were rushing towards him.
There was a crash, and the person at the front was immediately doused with wine. As he was yelling, he jumped over and grabbed the collar of Yang Du's chest. Fang Zida, who was on the side, didn't have time to get up to stop him, and saw the man slap him twice.
Yang Du was shaken by the positive and negative slaps.
"Bah! A stinky scholar who dresses like a dog dares to fight me? I have to skin you today!"
"stop!"
"stop!!"
Two voices shouted in unison, one was Fang Zida, and the other was the guy who was rushing behind. The guy looked at this scene with a horrified look on his face, and hurriedly rushed forward to drag his troubled companion back.
At this time, Fang Zida had already supported Yang Du, who was beaten dizzy. He lowered his head and saw that the bright red fingertips on the left and right sides of Yang Du's face had gradually turned green, and even the corners of his mouth had a trace of blood.
"Who are you? Come on! Come on! Arrest these two madmen!" Fang Zida was angry and anxious, and shouted loudly. Yang Du was suddenly beaten in front of him, although he didn't
He had time to stop him, but this slap not only hit Yang Du's face, but also slapped him on Fang Zida's face. He had never suffered such a big loss in his life, not to mention that the one who was slapped was Yang Du.
"Yeah! You dare to call people to arrest me, are you tired of living?" The guy who hit the person was stunned for a moment, rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush towards Fang Zida. The companion hugged his waist desperately and refused to let him go.
Come forward.
"Brother Wang, what are you doing? Let go! Let me go! Today I want them to know how many eyes Lord Ma has!"
"Presumptuous!" The man surnamed Wang was so anxious that his head was covered with sweat. He hugged him tightly and shouted in a low voice: "Liuzi, you got into big trouble today!"
"Causing trouble? Huh, with our master here in the capital, how can we be afraid of not being able to deal with the big trouble? Tsk!" The guy named Liuzi curled his lips indifferently and struggled to step forward and continue to teach Fang Zida and Yang Du a lesson.
At this moment, the person who spoke first said unhappily at the courtyard gate: "What's going on? Where are Yun Yu and Lan You? Why haven't you called me yet?"
"Master... Master..." The man surnamed Ma turned around and shouted in a hurry.
"Master, master, what the heck! You can't even handle such a small thing, why do you have to do it yourself? I raised you all in vain." Amidst the scolding, I saw a lame man holding an ivory cigarette holder in his mouth, one high and one high.
Lowland walked in.
Cursing, he walked into the courtyard. The first thing the lame man saw was that the subordinate named Wang was holding on to another subordinate. He was so angry that he cursed a few more times, but when he saw the subordinate named Wang trying to wink at him.
Feeling strange again, he turned his head and glanced at Fang Zida under the light. Who would have thought that this sight would immediately make him widen his eyes, open his mouth, and even drop his cigarette holder on the ground without realizing it.
"This...this...Yang...Yang Shishu...how could it be you!" In shock, the lame man rubbed his eyes desperately, then trotted a few steps to the front, half-crouched down, and couldn't believe it.
Looking at Yang Du who was almost beaten to the point of turning into a pig's head, his hands were trembling and he wanted to help but didn't dare to. He avoided Fang Zida's angry and somewhat puzzled eyes and turned around suddenly to look behind him.
"You...you bastard!"
The lame man picked up the civilized stick in his hand and hit the guy named Liuzi all over his face. The guy was squealing and jumping around. He hid while shouting aggrievedly: "Master! Why did you hit me?"
"Hit you? I'm going to kill you!" The lame man was so angry that he knocked the pomegranate to the ground with a few blows. He stepped forward and kicked him fiercely.
At this time, Yang Du slowly came back to his senses, shaking his head and seeming to be more awake.
"Zhang... Oops! Zhang Ming helped me up..." As he spoke, Yang Du felt a throbbing pain in his cheeks. With Fang Zida's help, he finally stood up.
"Uncle Yang Shi, this... look at today... what happened today..." Seeing Yang Du leisurely wake up, the cripple didn't care about the pomegranate lying on the ground and cried out, and limped closer, with a smile on his face.
Smiling extremely awkwardly.
After taking a closer look at the lame man's face, the veins on Yang Du's forehead suddenly jumped. He raised his finger and pointed at the cripple and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Okay! Okay! So it's you! So it's you!"
"No, no, no, it's not me, it's not me!" The lame man was sweating profusely and hurriedly made the distinction. He pointed back at Liuzi lying on the ground and said, "It's him, it's him!"
"He? Isn't he one of yours?" Yang Du asked coldly. The lame man was immediately speechless and glared at the lame man. Yang Du said nothing more, snorted and waved his sleeves and left directly.
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"Uncle Yang Shi...Yang...Hey!" Seeing Yang Du go away like this, the lame man's expression was regretful and angry. In the blink of an eye, he saw Liuzi, who was still lying on the ground whining in pain, and a senseless anger filled his eyes.
It rose to the sky.
"You! Tie him up!"
"yes!"
Without saying a word, the man who called Brother Wang pulled out his belt and was about to strike. Before he could figure out what was going on, Liuzi yelled in fright, fear and struggle: "Master! Master, what are you doing? Brother Wang, Brother Wang, you are doing this."
How was this done? How was it done?"
"Brother, don't blame me for being ruthless. Who told you not to be smart enough to get into big trouble?" He sighed. Before Liuzi could speak again, he rolled up a dirty cloth and stuffed it into Liuzi's mouth. He put it in his hand.
With added strength, it didn't take much time to tie the frightened Liuzi firmly.
Chapter completed!