Chapter 12 Do You Believe It?

It's a sunny noon, the autumn is crisp and the sky is clear. What's the best time to do it? Do you think I'll say drink? That's wrong, it's naturally suitable for going out to work.

"Hey, hey, you guys, don't sleep on me, go out to work, one by one just eats and doesn't work, you really don't manage the family and don't know that oil and salt are expensive, get up for me!"

In a slightly dilapidated room, the yellow hair had finished grooming. He stroked his own yellow hair, and shouted smugly while standing in front of the mirror.

However, what responded to him was still the voice of "wheezing and wheezing"...

But I saw people sleeping everywhere in the room, there were piles of wine bottles on the bed, on the sofa, on the ground, and around, and there were some indescribable things in the trash can... Well, the ghost knows what these people did last night... ... mutual... interfering with each other?

Huang Mao turned his head and looked, and suddenly became furious. None of these guys woke up, and they were still lying there sleeping in the dark.

Not to mention, Huang Mao turned his head and kicked a guy on the sofa!

boom! With a loud bang, this man was kicked off the sofa, and his body in only his underwear hit the floor with a crisp sound... slap.

Then, another person on the sofa also woke up, what, you think there is only one person sleeping on the sofa? Just kidding, it looks like a person who doesn't know how to live. It's so cold and the room is so small. They can't take off their clothes and hug each other to keep warm. Who stipulates that two men can't keep warm together...

This is for life, understand...

The man on the sofa woke up leisurely, the first thing he saw was Huang Mao's bright yellow hair, he couldn't help saying: "Boss, you seem to be even more yellow..."

"Your sister Huang, hurry up and get up for me. You can't go out yet. How can you work if you don't go out? How can you make money if you don't work? If you don't have money, you can go to that hair salon again and see if Xiaoli can do it." Take another look at you!"

"And you, hurry up and get me up, bastard!" Huang Mao shouted at the people in the room.

I have to say that although the yellow-haired brothers seem to be flamboyant on the surface, they are actually well versed in this way of life. They really think that Xiaoli in the hair salon likes you, and they like the soft sister money in your pocket!

If you go to someone with a white face, if you don't kick you out, then you have rich feelings...

So, half an hour later, Huang Mao's younger brothers finally got dressed,

Everyone was sitting on the sofa yawning, some of them were picking their nose and eye feces viciously, as for whether there were others... Cough cough, regular books, regular books.

Huang Mao stood in front of a group of people expressionlessly: "Go wash me up, and change me if you have clean clothes. Do you know that we are going to expand business in another block today? Everyone is so dirty, How can you expand it!"

But, no matter when there are guys who don't open their eyes, such as this stupid big guy, he scratched his head and said: "Boss, we are not from the kiln, why do we have to wash it... ah!!"

Before the idiot finished his sentence, the yellow-haired big foot kicked over directly. What kind of metaphor are you talking about?

Finally, after wasting a lot of time, Huang Mao finally went out with his younger brothers who were fairly clean. He had already sworn that if he wanted to find a younger brother in the future, he would definitely have to check his mind first...

Out of the street, a group of people swaggered through several other small alleys. In the cold weather, some two hundred and five still opened their arms, with a uniform gold chain around their necks. Don’t care if it’s real or not, anyway, it’s pretty bluffing.

As far as this group of people look, don't say anything, the words "I'm a bad guy" are almost written on their faces, and whatever they pass, they are turned on their backs... In fact, many people are too lazy to deal with this kind of bastard. They can't say anything about it, they just disgust you and make your business impossible.

Going all the way, I soon came to the Grocery Street. Huang Mao swept his eyes and saw an open milk tea shop.

Um? Didn't it mean that there is now a tavern on this grocery street? Huang Mao suddenly had the idea of ​​going over to have a look.

Walking to the door of the milk tea shop, Huang Mao looked inside, his eyes straightened immediately, a very innocent girl was sitting at the counter of the milk tea shop, holding a white cat in her arms, she was also looking outside in surprise.

"Boss, this girl is not bad... Oops!"

But it was a guy with a wretched smile who was slapped by Huang Mao just after he said a word.

"What are you talking about, we are civilized people, what kind of girls and bastards are called girls, don't you think you are a girl." Huang Mao looked at Yixian sister paper in the milk tea shop with a smile that he thought was very kind. Said.

However... the girl didn't say anything, just looked coldly at the group of guys outside the store who didn't look like good people.

Huang Mao was just about to say something, but remembered something and said: "Well, go to work first, work is the most important thing."

Then he took a few younger brothers and walked to the depths of the grocery street. He is the most particular person with yellow hair!

Seeing this group of people leave, Li Yixian, who was sitting at the counter, curled her lips and gave away two artifacts for women in her hands: a bottle of specially customized large-capacity anti-wolf spray, which a man wanted to hold his legs when he looked at it. Anti-wolf electric shocker...

Putting the white cat in her arms on the counter, the sister said disdainfully: "Xiaobai, I thought they dared to come in, they were so bored, but they didn't dare to come in, alas..."

Unaware that he had escaped, Huang Mao and his younger brothers finally saw Jiuxianju. In fact, it was so easy to find, the huge plaque could be seen from a long distance away.

"Listen to me. When you go in, you will come according to the arrangement. You will ask for wine first, and then you will say that the wine is mixed with water, so you will lose money, you know? Don't mess with me one by one!" Huang Mao said to His younger brothers exhorted.

A group of younger brothers quickly responded, the boss has many rules.

Huang Mao nodded, looked at Jiuxianju, felt that he now had a bit of a big brother's demeanor, and led a group of younger brothers towards Jiuxianju majestically.

At a corner of the Grocery Street, a girl with an oversized figure looked at Young Master Wang and said, "Brother Wang, why do I feel that these people are not very reliable..."

But Young Master Wang said with a sinister smile: "It's okay, it's enough to deal with this tavern, how dare a small tavern dare to do something to me? I have to let him know today, why the flowers are so popular!"

Suddenly, little stars appeared in the eyes of the girl next to her: "Brother Wang, you are so manly..."

Brother Wang's legs suddenly softened..."Don't be like this, your brother Wang is a little weak now..."

Huang Mao led the people to the door of the tavern, fixed his eyes, wiped the yellow hair again, and then pushed the door open.

"Who is the boss, tell me..." In other words, this is Huangmao's mantra. Under normal circumstances, when people like them enter the store, the bosses will know what they are doing, so there will be no Too much trouble.

But today, Huang Mao didn't shout out his mantra, he choked it back halfway through the shouting, and there was only a humming sound in his throat, as if his throat was blocked by something thick and long... ...Eh, why would I know...

Just because Huang Mao saw the appearance of the tavern at the moment, no, to be precise, he saw a group of drinking guests sitting in the tavern at the moment... If these are really guests...

But at this time, there are more than a dozen big men sitting in Jiuxianju, each with big arms and round waists, and some bold and unrestrained people have already rolled up their sleeves, revealing the tattoos on their arms. The kind, the kind that can scare a child into tears if piled up there...

Anyway, from Huangmao's point of view, this group of people is more like a gangster than them... Could it be that they met their peers?

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that as Huang Mao opened the door, a group of big men looked back at the same time, stared at by more than a dozen pairs of eyes with evil spirits, the Huang Mao brothers suddenly felt a chill in their hearts...

The dozen or so people in the tavern and the yellow hair at the entrance of the tavern just looked at each other, and the scene was very embarrassing...

Cold sweat dripped from Huangmao's forehead, what's the situation in this tavern, why are there so many people, and look at the physique, and think about the bodies of my little brothers who can fly when the wind blows... It seems that there is no What is the comparison...

"Brothers... what a coincidence... I..." Huang Mao thought to say a few words quickly and then came out. After all, the scene didn't look harmonious.

But, still the same sentence, heartless guys are everywhere. Behind Huang Mao, a younger brother was blocked from seeing what was going on inside, and he shouted loudly: "Boss, go in quickly, let the boss Just close the door and we can go back!"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the tavern became more dignified. Huang Mao said with a smile uglier than crying: "Brothers, I said this is a misunderstanding...do you believe it?"