If you don’t want to have a meal, you will encounter such a disaster!
Bai Song's heart was calm at first, but when he saw several people gathered around him, he suddenly felt angry.
A handyman walked in front holding a long stick. Seeing Bai Song's thin figure, he was full of disdain.
Bai Song suddenly took a step forward, stepped on the long stick he was leaning on the ground, and pressed down.
The long stick was released directly, pressing down on the servant's heart.
Before the handyman could react, he felt a sharp pain in his heart. He stumbled back a few steps and squatted on the ground with a howl.
Upon seeing this, several other people immediately rushed forward. Bai Song took advantage of the situation and picked up the long stick, and fought and retreated with several handymen in the alley.
The alley is narrow and there is no movement.
In addition, these handymen obviously have rich fighting experience, so it is very difficult for Bai Song to cope with it alone.
After taking advantage of the situation, Bai Song was hit twice on the body and had a bruise on his forehead with a stick.
However, Bai Song's fierceness also frightened several handymen.
They were thugs raised in restaurants. They were used to fighting bravely and fiercely, and many of them had been beaten by them.
Bai Song was dressed like this, and at first glance he looked like a weak scholar. Most people could not stand up after being beaten with a stick, but this kid was hit several times without any movement.
A handyman in front was frightened, but Bai Song caught him and swung him in the face with a stick. He hit the wall directly, causing him to spit out a mouthful of broken teeth!
The middle-aged businessman behind was very dissatisfied when he saw this, and shouted: "I have raised you losers in vain? Can't you take care of a little kid?"
There were still four handymen left, who were annoyed by the noise from the boss behind them. Another one was seized by Bai Song. He put a stick on his crotch and instantly became a shrimp on the ground, swinging.
However, Bai Song's attack was too deep, and he was surrounded by the remaining three people, blocking the two sticks in front, and a stick on the side hit his knee. He broke out in a cold sweat and staggered, thinking that he had suffered. .
Sure enough, the yamen officer seized the opportunity, raised his stick and hit Bai Song on the head. Bai Song gritted his teeth and could only throw away the stick and block it with his hands, thinking that even if he blocked it, he would be severely beaten.
It's a pity that this is a city, and you can't carry a crossbow with you like you do on the grassland, otherwise you will have to stab these bastards to the core.
Just when Bai Song thought he was about to suffer a big loss, a stone suddenly flew from nowhere and hit the government officer in the eye.
"ah!"
The handyman yelled and took a few steps back, covering his eyes.
Not only did Bai Song hug him this time, but the other handymen were stunned. They all stopped and looked around to see who was attacking him.
Bai Song was very calm, and when several people were stunned, he quickly pulled away, turned around and ran away for a distance, and then quickly left the alley.
Leaving the alley, outside is the lively Xiangyang Street.
No matter how violent the thugs raised in the restaurant are, they would not dare to chase them into the street and beat them up.
Bai Song looked at his body. Except for a bump on his head, no other parts were injured.
After going to the grassland for several months, Bai Song found that his skin and flesh could withstand the torture. Before, he would have been beaten half to death.
Although the injury was not serious, Bai Song felt angry.
Damn it, I killed even the first Turkic warrior in the grassland, and yet I was chased away by a few thugs in a city.
Bai Song looked back at the signboard of Shangyuan Restaurant, and the relationship was finally settled.
Then one person went to Donglai Restaurant across the street. Since neither the restaurant nor the husband was cooperative, he would talk to someone who was more willing to cooperate.
From a distance, I looked at the gloomy inside of the restaurant. When I came in, I found that it was not only gloomy, but also smelled of dust. It wasn't popular at all, and it didn't look like it was for business.
There was not a single waiter inside, not even half a person.
Bai Song stood for a while, and then a woman's voice came from upstairs: "There is no business here."
Hearing the sound but seeing no one, Bai Song shouted upstairs: "I'm not here to eat, I'm here to talk to the store owner."
The voice of the woman upstairs came again: "The young master, please come upstairs."
With no one to guide him, Bai Song groped for the sound and went upstairs, arriving at the door of a relatively clean room.
"Master, just come in."
Bai Song pretended to be polite: "I'm offended."
After saying that, he pushed the door open and saw a girl in her early twenties packing her luggage beside the bed.
The girl looks young, but she wears her hair in a woman's bun and has a graceful back. The pink and white neon clothes she wears make her look particularly clean and cool. Her simple movements are a little morbidly weak, which is the unique temperament of a lady. Just a quick glance is enough to satisfy your eyes.
While Bai Song was looking at her, the woman turned back again, not expecting that there was a dignified and elegant lady hidden in this chic and down-and-out little restaurant. When she looked back, she greeted her like snow in spring, and her snow-white skin made people feel trance-like. , the pink and white matching skirt can't suppress the fair skin of this body. If it weren't for the lack of some gold and silver jewelry to match, how would she look like a civilian woman? It is not an exaggeration to say she is a royal concubine.
"Young master, if you want to talk about this shop, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. Although this shop is in decline, it is a legacy of my late husband. Even if the family's life is difficult, this shop will not be sold."
This girl was extraordinarily soft and beautiful, but when they met she spoke openly.
She probably met many men who coveted her beauty, so she pointed out the premise that she was a married woman when they met.
Fortunately, Bai Song saw many beauties, but he quickly came to his senses and said seriously: "Why is this good shop so abandoned?"
The woman frowned slightly and looked Bai Song up and down.
Bai Song felt that the question was a bit abrupt, so he changed his mind and explained: "Oh, that's it. I saw that the Shangyuan Restaurant opposite was doing a booming business, but the Donglai Restaurant was deserted, so I was a little curious, so I came to take a look. I'll tell you the truth. When I first came to Jixian, I just wanted to find a living in Jixian. I think the location here is good and the restaurant business shouldn't be bad."
The woman shook her head with a smile, as if she didn't want to explain anything: "Sir, this shop doesn't sell young ladies."
"If the girl wants to sell, I can buy it. But if the girl doesn't want to sell, we can also cooperate."
"Cooperation? The little girl is not interested."
"I heard from the girl that this restaurant was left behind by her late husband. This restaurant must be of great significance to the girl, right? Is the girl willing to watch her husband's property go to waste?"
The woman also saw that Bai Song was good-looking and gentle in conversation, not like a bad person, so she stopped what she was doing, turned around and poured Bai Song a glass of water, and sat at the table in the room.
The woman smiled bitterly: "If Donglai Restaurant can be managed well, who wouldn't want to? It's just that I am a woman, and I am not suitable for business. I have tried to run it for a year and a half, but I can only watch the business day by day. Rather than just getting a lot of money into it for no reason, it's better to lock it up. Anyway, the deed is still there, so it's always a thought to keep it."
