"I just hope that Uncle Li won't blame me for speaking harshly. I really can't ask for this gift. A junior can't accept a gift from an elder." Mao Sandao stretched out his hand to block the liquor and leaned lazily on the back of his chair.
Li Quanyou directly put the liquor on the ground next to Mao Sandao: "loyalty is harsh to the ears, I know you are doing it for my own good, and I also hope that everyone can think highly of me. If you don't accept this wine, don't call me in the future." Uncle Li!"
"this……"
Glancing at the liquor beside him, Mao Sandao didn't know what to say for a moment. He really had no "experience" in the world of people. 1
"Sandao, I have to rush back, so I won't say anything anymore."
Worried that Mao Sandao would refuse again, Li Quanyou went straight out of the door without looking back.
Mao Sandao rushed out with the liquor, but Li Quanyou had already disappeared.
Without even thinking about it, Mao Sandao knew that Li Quanyou must have been hiding because he was worried about being chased.
"well!"
Mao Sandao shook his head uncomfortably. To be precise, he didn't like the feeling of being forced into a gift.
In the current social system, gift-giving has become a social behavior, and gifts have also been given a certain social significance.
However, Mao Sandao didn't like it.
He feels that the relationship gained by giving gifts is too fragile. Once personal interests and gifts are involved, it will naturally become self-evident.
Mao Sandao put the gifts on the table, walked into the kitchen, and started preparing lunch.
At this time, he was already short of food, and his stomach was already growling with hunger. 1
After cooking a few dishes, Mao Sandao brought a small bench and sat at the door with a bowl in hand.
You can enjoy the beautiful scenery while eating, which is helpful for gastrointestinal digestion...
After eating, dazing, and taking a nap, as the time approached five o'clock, Mao Sandao drove to the bookstore.
Halfway through the journey, he finally remembered that Mao Qiuer had been forgotten at home again.
He did not go back, but continued to the bookstore.
Although there were few passers-by on the road, Maosandao still reduced the speed to a very low level.
On the one hand, he was worried that someone might suddenly appear on such a remote road. After all, most people's "safety awareness" is not high these days.
It is common for people to cross the road and not avoid cars and get hit.
Both of them, he was very resistant to going to the bookstore, just like returning from vacation...
Bah! ! !
Sure enough, Mao Sandao's worry was not unnecessary. A man rushed towards the road rashly.
In an emergency, Mao Sandao stepped on the brakes.
wrong!
Looking at the man's appearance, Mao Sandao realized that his appearance was not accidental.
I saw him extending his arms and facing Mao Sandao, as if he was blocking his car.
Mao Sandao, who was in the car, stared at the sturdy man with fierce eyes in front of the car, a little dazed.
Ah!
Looking at this posture, is it possible to block the road and rob someone?
Mao Sandao looked around outside the window. At this time, he had entered the abandoned industrial area.
This abandoned industrial area is the closest shortcut he can think of to commuting to and from get off work. Going through here can save a lot of time.
Of course, this kind of boundary also provides very convenient conditions for criminals to commit crimes.
Mao Sandao slowly rolled down the window.
He did not take it lightly. He concluded that if this person was really a robber, then the person who could act so openly and openly in broad daylight must be a habitual criminal, and there must be more than one person.
His companions are hiding somewhere.
"Brother, what's going on?"
Mao Sandao stuck his head out, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and silently pushing the gear lever to the sport mode with the other hand.
He thought that if things got out of control, he could just step on the accelerator and escape.
"Are you Mao Sandao?" the muscular man asked.
"Yes." Mao Sandao hesitated a little and nodded, "I am."
"You're a short-lived kid, get out of the car for me!" The muscular man suddenly put his hands on his hips and stared.
The accent doesn't sound like a local; the tone sounds like a curse.
Mao Sandao frowned slightly. This person started scolding him for the first time when he met him, and didn't give him any chance to buffer. I'm afraid he's not a fool, right?
He held the steering wheel tightly and asked again: "Are you okay?"
He definitely won't get off the car, even if he gets scolded, he won't get off the car. The current situation is not clear yet, and he doesn't want to be a fool.
The man took a step forward, pointed at Mao San and said: "Maimaipi, I'm an immortal like you, so hurry up and let me go!"
"If it's okay, I'm leaving!" Mao Sandao closed the car window, not wanting to get entangled with this fool.
"You head-chopping guy, don't think you're too reckless. Let's see how I deal with you!"
Without Mao Sandao getting out of the car, the man walked straight towards Mao Sandao menacingly.
Mao Sandao subconsciously shifted the gear lever to reverse gear. Just as he was about to step on the accelerator, he saw the driver's door being suddenly opened and the seat belt being unfastened with a "click" sound.
Then, before he could react, he was dragged out of the car by another tall, thin man.
Mao Sandao realized that the situation was not good. In a panic, he pushed the tall and thin man away, picked up a brick on the ground, leaned his back against the electric pole on the roadside, and stared at the two people in front of him.
At this time, another fat and short bald man walked out from the side.
After staring at the bald man for a while, Mao Sandao's whole body suddenly tensed up!
Isn't he the man who was "peeping" at the door of the bookstore last night?
Doukui was indeed right, this man showed up anyway.
Judging from the situation, this shouldn't be as simple as robbery.
The bald man walked up to the muscular man and suddenly jumped up and slapped the muscular man on the head:
"You bastard, I'll let you talk nonsense, I'll let you talk nonsense!"
The muscular man covered his head with his hands and kept saying: "Deng Guo, you are wrong, I am wrong!"
However, the bald man seemed to have no intention of giving up. He continued to slap the muscular man on the head and cursed loudly:
"You can't do anything, you can't eat anything, you damn boy, you've lost your figure for nothing, you're so stupid."
"Hey! Who are you? I don't seem to have offended you, right?"
Mao Sandao didn't have any leisure to watch their performance. He just wanted to find out what was going on.
"Want to die early and be reincarnated early?"
The tall and thin man who dragged Mao Sandao out of the car spoke, and at the same time, a sharp knife appeared in his hand.
The bald man turned his head, stared at Mao Sandao with a pair of triangular eyes, and said with a half-smile, "You didn't offend us, but someone asked us to take your life!"
As he said that, he also took out a knife and shook it.
Only then did Mao Sandao see clearly that the bald man had a brown scar on the left side of his face.
At first glance, it looks like a giant centipede clinging to the face, eye-catching.
"Who?" Mao Sandao slowly backed away, trying to keep a safe distance from the three gangsters. "Who asked you to kill me?"
"You don't need to know this. Taking money to do things and keeping the employer's secrets are the only tenets of our industry that have been passed down from our ancestors and must be abided by."
"What nonsense, just kill him!"
The tall and thin man didn't seem to have much patience, so he raised his knife and stabbed Mao Sandao.
Seeing that the tip of his knife was pointing in the direction of Mao Sandao's heart, he must have been worried that Ye Changmeng wanted to fight quickly and decided to kill Mao Sandao.
Mao Sandao did not dare to be careless. When he saw that the tip of the man's knife was about to pierce his chest, he raised his right hand from the lower right to the upper middle. At the same time, he pressed his left hand downward from the upper left to the lower middle, forming a cross and clasping the opponent's right wrist.
Immediately, he grabbed the upper part of the man's right wrist with his right hand, and buckled the outside of the man's right wrist with his left hand, pulling down and backward.
At the same time, he turned his body to the right and kicked the side of the man's right knee joint with his right foot.
Then, he took out his right hand and hit the back of the man's head from top to bottom right. "Plop!" With a sound, the tall and thin man fell to the ground. The knife was also held in Mao Sandao's hand.
The whole process only took ten seconds, and Mao Sandao successfully grabbed the blade.
The tall and thin man was stunned for a moment.
Not to mention tall and thin men, even muscular men and bald men were equally surprised.
Look at this proficiency in grabbing a white blade with bare hands, this damn... is a master! 1
