"Xiao Jiuer, you are too impulsive! If you kill someone again, Lei Zi will keep a close eye on you! Is it worth it to sacrifice yourself just to vent your anger?" Li Kuiyong advised earnestly.

This is Li Kuiyong's character. He has too many concerns, but there is nothing he can do because his family depends on him.

That's why Li Kuiyong, despite his excellent skills, failed to become famous.

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"Kui Yong, stop trying to persuade me. We are different brothers. I don't have any worries, but you are different. You have several brothers and sisters at home!"

Kang Changli patted Li Kuiyong on the shoulder and pretended to be relaxed.

"You still have your mother here. If you die, what will happen to your mother?" Li Kuiyong had to bring up Kang Changli's only relative.

"It's precisely because I only have this old lady left that I have to step forward!"

"I'm going to fucking kill them so badly that the old soldiers won't dare to look up when they see me!"

"I'm going to fucking kill them so they never dare to bully anyone again!"

Kang Changli became more and more excited as he spoke, and he almost said the last two sentences through gritted teeth.

Li Kuiyong stared at Kang Xiaojiuer, who had a fierce look on her face, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

After a long sigh, Li Kuiyong lowered his head and silently began to eat the steamed bun in his hand.

Kang Changli didn't say anything else, and the two of them finished their lunch in silence.

.........

Ning Yuan and his group haven't eaten Lao Mo for several days.

After the familiar dishes came up, the group of friends immediately broke away from their groups and started eating.

Beer is also indispensable. A group of people eat and drink, brag and joke with each other. It's so fucking comfortable.

"Oh, right, you were just saying at Zhushikou what happened at home? Who did it? You've become quite famous lately. Who the hell would dare to provoke you?"

After Du Weidong had eaten and drunk his fill, he suddenly remembered that Ning Yuan had stopped his men from smashing the glass.

"Fuck, who else could it be?" Zhong Yuemin, who was tearing a piece of hard bread, added casually.

"Huh? Who? Could it be Ma Qingyang?" Du Weidong thought that only Ma Qingyang had the ability and motivation, so he asked tentatively.

"It's this grandson!" Zhang Haiyang also agreed.

"Damn it, this bastard, I've been annoyed with him for a long time. Let's go and deal with him after dinner!" When Du Weidong heard that it was indeed Ma Qingyang, he instantly became indignant.

"Take a rest! I've already dealt with it!" Ning Yuan drank cold beer while comforting the restless Du Weidong.

"What's going on? Let's talk!" Du Weidong became interested.

"Haha, that bastard Ma Qingyang is just asking for trouble. He dares to mess with us brothers. Isn't he the birthday man who hanged himself?" Zhong Yuemin said with a smile after swallowing the bread in his mouth.

"What does it mean that the birthday man hanged himself?" Du Weidong was confused.

"Look at you, you're exposed at the critical moment, and you still have the nerve to call yourself a native of Beijing! You don't even know the Chinese idioms?" Zhong Yuemin teased.

"Yuemin, don't force me to beat you up. You still have one arm hanging, be careful or I'll beat you up!"

It would be fine if Du Weidong couldn't beat Zhong Yuemin normally, but today was a good opportunity to turn the tables, as Zhong Yuemin still had a bandage on his left arm.

"What a virtue! Even if I give you one hand, you are still no match for me. If you don't accept it, let's practice." Zhong Yuemin said arrogantly.

"Hey, buddy, I was just joking, but you took it seriously!" Du Weidong saw that Zhong Yuemin was eager to try, and he was also afraid of losing face in public, so he quickly admitted his mistake and said.

"Ningyuan, Brother Yuan, please tell us brothers how you dealt with Ma Qingyang?" Du Weidong changed the subject again.

(Story abridged)

"Hahaha, this is all thanks to Ning Yuan!"

Zhong Yuemin proudly told Du Weidong everything about how he dealt with Ma Qingyang yesterday, from beginning to end.

"This is ridiculous! This idiot is full of shit himself, and he dares to come and cause trouble for you two?"

Du Weidong was stunned. No one had ever seen such an idiot.

"Who said it wasn't true? This grandson was pinned down right in their yard!" Zhong Yuemin said with great joy.

"By the way, guys, what's the name of that bastard who slapped my brother the other day? Guys, we have to meet this bastard!"

Ning Yuan remembered Yu Manlin again, so he took advantage of the crowd to ask him.

"That grandson's name is Yu Manlin. He has been living in Ma Qingyang's house for some time. He has no place to live these days, and it's really hard to find him!" Zhang Haiyang knew Yu Manlin, so he said to Ning Yuan.

"Even if it's not easy to find, we have to look for him. This guy doesn't seem to be a good person!" Zhong Yuemin continued.

"That's right, this grandson might be hiding in some corner, plotting revenge on us brothers. We should strike first and ask our friends around to find out. Then we can destroy this grandson first!"

Ning Yuan was not a hesitant person and made a decision immediately.

"Okay, leave this matter to me. I will find out the location of this grandson for you before noon tomorrow!" Zhang Haiyang patted his chest and took the responsibility.

"No problem, come on, brothers, let's have another drink!" Ning Yuan responded, picked up the beer glass and shouted directly to everyone.

"Drink!" "Come on, drink it!"

Zhong Yuemin, Zhang Haiyang, Du Weidong, and Fatty Fan all raised their beer glasses, clinked them together, and drank them all in one gulp.

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