C53 (1/2)

Red Bean picked up the stack of money and jumped a bit, then looked at me with a smile that was not really a smile: ”I was wondering why you asked He Qiang for twenty thousand just now, and it turns out it's because of this, not bad not bad, not bad, you beat him up and even got him to pay you, it's interesting, I accept it, where do you want to play? This is still a hotel, or where you live? ”

Red Bean's words almost made me slap her in the face. Even after what happened today, in her eyes, I was still nothing more than a lowly waiter. The only thing that changed her was that she was willing to spend at least one night with me because of the money. However, for me, this is not a change, but a deep irony!

I took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse in my heart, ”Consider this money He Qiang's spiritual expenditure on you. Take it and go back to rest early.” After saying that, I turned around and walked out. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to suppress the anger in my heart, so I slapped Red Bean in the face.

Leaving Red Bean's lounge, I walked to the back door of the arena by myself and stood under a tree. Looking at the moonlight in the sky, my heart felt extremely heavy.

Xiao Rou, where exactly are you? Are you sure you don't want to see me again?

At five in the morning I checked to make sure there were no problems before I left the company. I walked slowly to the neighborhood by myself. I had just moved in yesterday, so I didn't have time to buy a car. I could only walk back. I planned to wait until next day's break to buy a used electric car.

As I walked back, absent-minded, I thought about what Red Bean had said today. Am I wrong? Red Bean really had nothing to do with Xiao Rou at all. They only looked similar to each other.

Without realizing it, I went to the back door of the market. There was an alley, and this alley led directly to the back door of the district. It was a long way away from going in through the front door.

All of a sudden, I felt the lights dim a little. I could hear a breeze blowing behind me, and I had a bad feeling.

As expected, the moment I fell onto the ground, a steel pipe that was mixed with the sound of it tearing through the air flew past the back of my head.

I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. It was fortunate that my reaction was quick; otherwise, if this pole had hit my head, at the very least, I would have suffered a severe concussion.

The other party saw that my attack failed, and before I could get up from the ground, a few people holding onto iron rod s continued to smash towards me. I didn't care about the wet and dirty water on the ground as I rolled to the side with all my might.

After seven or eight meters in a row, I finally managed to pull myself up. The other three people also rushed up, all of them holding the same iron rod in their hands, waving it and smashing it towards me.

In a fluster, I randomly tied up a trash can beside me and threw it at it. After which, I turned around and started to run forward, not daring to tarry in the slightest.

Just as I turned the corner of the alley in front of me, a stick swung out from the other side of the corner and smashed into my head. Helplessly, I put my hands over my head.

The pipe hit my arm hard, and I felt as if my hands were going to break. The pain was so intense that I had to grit my teeth to keep from screaming. After being hit, although I didn't fall to the ground, the powerful impact caused me to stagger back a few steps.

Just as I regained my balance, the three fellows behind me had already caught up to less than two meters behind me. The one standing in front of me didn't hesitate in the slightest as he brandished his metal pipe and charged towards me once again.

I hastily dodged to the side. The iron rod practically stuck close to my scalp as it smashed down. Then, it raised its leg to kick the fellow in front of it.