Chapter 8: You must draw when you send your face to your door ()

Zhao Sanming's hand is about to touch Anyi's shoulder, and the effect of Anyi practice will be revealed.

He held the hand on his shoulder like lightning, leaned over and pulled his right hand hard, and held his left hand up behind his waist. As he screamed, Zhao Sanming was thrown out of his shoulder and hit the ground more than two meters away with a plop.

Not surprisingly, it seemed that he was thrown out of breath. Zhao Sanming opened his mouth wide, his face twisted but couldn't scream.

Since you have started, there is no reason to stop. Others dare not say that to deal with you, Zhao Sanming, isn't it just holding a handful? An Yi took two steps to come to Zhao Sanming's side and kicked him on the ribs.

This time, Zhao Sanming was breathing, and there was a harsh scream at that time, which made An Yi feel his ears hurt. However, the next second kick made Zhao Sanming unable to scream, and he could only curl up and hum.

When An Yi saw that Zhao Sanming had completely lost his ability to resist, he bent down and grabbed his long hair, dragging him up directly from the ground. As Zhao Sanming wailed in pain, he pressed hard on the hood of the jeep.

He grabbed Zhao Sanming's neck with his left hand, looked at his eyes coldly and said, "Zhao Sanming, it's your fault if you mess with me. What kind of way do you want to die today? Tell yourself."

Zhao Sanming is not as energetic as before. He doesn't say anything about dust and footprints, and tears come out: "Anyi, brother, you are my brother, don't hit me anymore, I will never dare to do it again."

It would be strange if you didn't hit you. An Yi punched Zhao Sanming in the stomach with a calm face. He watched him slowly slide to the ground with his stomach in his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Stay away from me in the future, otherwise you will hit you once and once, do you know?"

Zhao Sanming collapsed on the ground, nodding and begging for mercy, and he felt so regretful. He had only found An Yi when he knew that Guo Yong could fight. He wanted to take advantage of him and ran away. He thought that An Yi could fight so well, but he really suffered a big loss.

Looking at Zhao Sanming's pussy-like appearance, An Yi shook her head in disgust and stopped talking nonsense to him. She turned around and pulled Guo Yong, who was smiling and watching the show, and left.

Zhao Sanming looked up at An Yi and Guo Yong leaving, his eyes full of resentment, "Boy, wait, I must avenge this hatred. Ouch." He hadn't suffered such a loss for many years, and he really hated An Yi in his heart.

Guo Yong was very excited, and kept praising An Yi for learning quickly and using it well. He also asked An Yi with some confusion, "Why didn't you let me go? If I hit me, his father would definitely not recognize who he is."

An Yi smiled bitterly when she heard this. Guo Yong became addicted to fighting, but in the end he was disgraced because of the fight. He immediately persuaded him: "If you hit someone, you won't be slapped in the face, everything will be left on the front line. When we were young, we were just kidding, and adults wouldn't say anything. But now that we are growing up, we may have thoughts in our hearts. Your father is a criminal policeman, and his father is the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau."

You don’t need to say it clearly. Guo Yongren is not really stupid, so he can figure it out, "Well, you are right, no wonder my dad asked me to listen to you. I can just listen to whatever you say in the future. Haha."

An Yi was even more moved to see that Guo Yong still trusted him so much after listening to advice. This time, he must help Guo Yong escape from the tragic fate of his previous life and let him live a good life.

The two of them went home chatting and laughing. After the trouble just now, Anyi's parents had already left work. However, the food was ready, Anyi could eat it directly when she got home.

It just so happened that An Yi went home not long after An Yi returned home, and her sister An Ying also got home from get off work. After dinner, An Yi went back to the house to rest. An Yi thought about going out for a walk and relive the scene of the city ahead.

Linqian City is a county-level city with regional administrative divisions, located in the southeast of Dongshan Province of China. The entire city now has a population of nearly 2 million, and it is named after a Lin River flowing in front of the city. More than 40 years ago, there was the vigorous Patriotic War, and the people made great contributions to the people. Just after the founding of China, Linqian City was also known as a red holy land.

It is just because of its innate weakness, no heavy industry or even light industry is not developed, and it is a typical agricultural market. It is also because of its conservative and backward concepts, and its economic development is slow, giving others the impression of poverty. It was not until twenty years later that the Linxian City relied on the development of various professional commodity markets and did business throughout China. Only then did the hat of backward poverty be removed, of course, this is also a later story.

Anyi rides a bicycle on a street in the city. The name of this street is Fenghua Road, and it is also the only street in Linqian City that runs directly from east to west to west. Most of the roads are shops and restaurants, and it is usually the place with the most traffic.

I looked at the scenery on both sides of the road and the dense crowds of work. The dressing in this era is quite the same, and the clothes look old-fashioned.

However, the beauty-loving nature also makes women yearn for showing their beautiful side. The wide bat shirt and tight jeans are worn, and the outlined body lines are exquisite, making them feel comfortable and want to whistle.

He raised his head slightly and looked around. The morning sun shone with golden light, which made the buildings on both sides of the road look particularly bright. Some light also scattered through the dense branches and leaves of the banyan trees on the side of the road, just shining on An Yi's face.

These golden lights illuminate and dark, like the historical movie being played. In a trance, An Yi felt that this rebirth might be just a dream - I don’t know when this dream will wake up, and everything I have done now will disappear. But since it has come, then work hard for this dream.

An Yi rode around the entire Fenghua Road, then turned to another street on Huaxing Road to prepare to go home.

Originally, he planned to go to the small commodity market to find his uncle, but when he thought of his aunt Wang Ru's serious face, he finally gave up the idea.

"Hey! How could he come here?" An Yi was walking and let out a light eh.

Just about 30 meters ahead, Zhao Sanming was getting off a motorcycle with his legs. Judging from his awkward movements, the lessons in the morning were still very effective.

But An Yi still has some questions about why Zhao Sanming appeared here.

In fact, he chose this Huaxing Road to go home because this is the place where Guo Yong had an accident in his previous life. This is to take a look at the environment by the way, so he was prepared for it.

And now the game hall where Zhao Sanming limped towards was the beginning of the accident that year, and the things here made people think.

An Yi looked at Zhao Sanming who had already walked into the game hall and frowned tightly. After thinking about it, he simply stopped the bicycle, went to the side of the road to sit down and began to carefully observe the surrounding environment.

This Huaxing Road runs north and south, and there are T-shaped intersections at both ends. The whole street is not long, only about 500 meters, and the street is not spacious and there are not many pedestrians. The shops on both sides of the road are basically small shops, among which the most electric game halls are.

An Yi turned around and looked around. There was an old man playing chess endgame beside him. His hair was gray and his face was wrinkled. He looked like he was about sixty years old.

An Yi smiled and leaned over, picked up a cannon and put it on his head, and said, "Uncle, there are so many game rooms nearby. Do you know what's fun?"

When the old man saw that there was a business, he started to respond and said, "Yes, there are many game halls. If you want to say it's fun, it's Yuto over there. There are so many people every day. I heard that there are machines for playing money in it."

Yudu? That's right, the game hall where Zhao Sanming just went into, and the storefront was also the most luxurious one. Now it's only nine o'clock in the morning, and there are many people coming in and out. Almost everyone is muttering cigarettes and wearing fancy shirts and big pants, which is very fashionable as the times, and they are obviously idle people in society.

Restlessly continued playing chess: "Isn't this illegal for playing money? Isn't it a crime to watch the police?"

"Ha, general, you lost. The police come to investigate? How is that possible? I know that it was made by the director and the young master, so they don't know?" The old man said happily in a few simple steps.

I think this should be the case. Since I knew the result, Anyi would no longer waste time. She rejected the old man's suggestion to have another plate, took out a dollar and handed it over, got up and rode away.

It seems that Zhao Sanming is now promising, opening a gaming hall and also conducting gambling activities. An Yi certainly knows what the so-called money-playing game console is, anyway, it is nothing more than horse gambling machines, Apple machines, etc.

These deceptive things have been seen in the south in the past. Some people lose thousands of dollars a day, and even worse, they lose all their property and jump off the building.

No wonder the motorcycles Zhao Sanming rode are all imported from Yamaha. They look very rich. It turns out that money is all made like this. If it weren’t for the identity of the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, how could he live so well?

Of course, this is not the most important thing. An Yi directly thought that Guo Yong was imprisoned and imprisoned. It seemed that it was because a waiter in this game room who came forward to testify that Guo Yong was also an accomplice. Now it seems that if there is no Zhao Sanming here, it would be a ghost.

Thinking about it, although An Yi was incompatible with Zhao Sanming in the past, most of the people who taught him a lesson were Guo Yong. If Zhao Sanming had the opportunity to retaliate against Guo Yong, I believe he would not have missed it.

It's really annoying to have such a sinister and vicious guy staring behind his back. An Yi felt uncomfortable when he thought about it. The key is that Zhao Sanming also has a father of the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, which makes An Yi feel even more troublesome. In the future, he should be careful of this guy using tricks behind his back. It would be great if he had the chance to take him down.

An Yi had various thoughts in his mind and rode his bicycle home. His sister An Ying was still resting, and the house was quite quiet. He didn't want to disturb his sister An Ying's rest, An Yi walked back to his house and took out a book on the bookshelf and began to look.
Chapter completed!