"Brother Zhang Liang, let's have a drink and have sex together?" Zhuge Ping asked tentatively, full of anticipation.

Zhang Liang looked at Zhuge Ping and Ding Chunqiu. At this low moment, a little sincere concern was like meeting an old friend. He grinned: "Come on, I'll buy you a beer!"

At the end of the lighting street, the vast open space with seven-character shops is filled with more than a dozen low round tables, and a large barbecue pit is set up. This is an old Chaoshan barbecue restaurant. The large light box sign erected reads: Chaoshan Home

Ziren (gāgināng) BBQ restaurant.

Zhuge Ping and Ding Chunqiu saw the shop owner who was setting up a charcoal fire with an oxygen blower. His face was blackened, and tears were streaming from the corners of his eyes. The charcoal gradually seeped into the fire and burned more and more intensely. The charcoal fire made a "pop-pop" sound.

"Director Chen!" Ding Chunqiu suddenly jumped behind the owner of the barbecue restaurant, slapped him suddenly, and shouted.

"Oh, I'm scared to death, Zhuge Liang and Hei Zai are here!" The owner of the barbecue restaurant laughed like Lu Zhishen, and he still liked to call Zhuge Ping and the two of them this way.

It turns out that the owner of the barbecue restaurant was the first factory supervisor when Zhuge Ping and Ding Chunqiu came to Dengdu to work as apprentices in the factory. They had not known each other before and became best friends.

This person values ​​loyalty and friendship. Ever since Zhuge Ping and the others jumped out to open a lighting store, Manager Chen himself also jumped out to open a barbecue restaurant. The workers in the industrial park work overtime at night and always like to gather together after get off work to play guessing games and drink. It’s a skewer, so the business of Director Chen’s barbecue restaurant is pretty good.

He chose a large round table closest to the roadside, and the summer wind brought a heat wave to his face. Zhuge Ping motioned to Zhang Liang to sit down first, ordered a dozen beers, and pulled Ding Chunqiu over to help the owner of the barbecue restaurant, Director Chen.

Come on, put on the chicken wings and wash off the saury...

Whenever they have free time and the barbecue restaurant is very busy, Zhuge Ping and Ding Chunqiu always come uninvited to help Director Chen with odd jobs. Over time, they become qualified barbecue masters.

Within half an hour, more than a dozen tables were filled with customers, many of whom were Director Chen's fellow Chaoshan residents. They kept chatting with Director Chen in his hometown dialect, and there was a lot of drinking and guessing...

Zhuge Ping and Ding Chunqiu were familiar with the situation, so they took matters into their own hands and cooked a table of side dishes, chicken wings, dried squid shreds, celery, oysters...

"No wait, no wait, brother Zhang Liang, come on, let's have a round first and have a drink!" Zhuge Ping and Ding Chunqiu were originally going to wait for the big head to come over before starting to drink, but this guy was late again, so they greeted Zhang Liang first.

A few drinks.

After staying for another half an hour, Datou arrived belatedly, covered in sweat. Wearing a dirty white Real Madrid football uniform, he was 1.75 meters tall, with a muscular body and a muscular body.

I know he is a good athlete.

The big head is carrying a backpack and has no time to change his clothes.

Before he could say anything, Zhuge Ping and Ding Chunqiu started making noises: "You kid, football is your life. How can you never be late? Stop talking nonsense and punish yourself first!"

Datou was not polite at all. He pulled out a stool and sat down. He picked up a bottle of beer and drank it in one go. The beer bottle was placed heavily on the table: "How are you? Do you accept it?"

Zhang Liang was the first to take the lead in applauding this big head who he had not yet met and was full of boldness.

Datou Dingqing looked at Zhang Liang in front of him and was very surprised: "Hey, what's the wind? Isn't this Zhang Liang, the business god of Yueming Group? I have admired him for a long time!"

Zhang Liang laughed and said, "That's a folk legend. It's exaggerated. It's exaggerated. It's not so magical. If you're a layman, wouldn't you be fired?

After a few rounds of drinking, the atmosphere was in place. Some were bragging and others were slapping the table. Zhang Liang seemed to have hit it off with Zhuge Ping, Ding Chunqiu, and Datou. There was no sense of strangeness at all, and they laughed and joked.
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At this moment, no one knew that danger was slowly approaching them. A seven-seater van with its license plate covered was full of people holding iron water pipes and long watermelon knives. They all wore masks and wore black clothes.

He carefully searched for something through the car window. When he locked Zhang Liang, the leader waved his hand and the van pulled over. The door was pulled open and the thugs rushed towards Zhang Liang with weapons in hand.

"Beat me to death!" the black leader shouted.

A man in black with a long watermelon knife in his hand rushed over first and was about to slash Zhang Liang's back. Zhuge Ping, who was sitting next to him, alerted and shouted "Be careful!" and pushed Zhang Liang away.

, Zhang Liang missed the machete and fell to the ground.

This swordsman seemed to be aiming at Zhang Liang. He failed with one strike. He raised his sword and struck a second blow at Zhang Liang who fell to the ground and had no time to react. At the critical moment, Zhuge Ping, who was closest to him, risked his life and squatted down, using his hand.

He vigorously pulled Zhang Liang up, and just as he was about to dodge, the swordsman's second sword struck him squarely, hitting Zhuge Ping who was turning his back to save others.

"Ah!" shouted! Zhuge Ping didn't have time to touch the wound on his back, and turned towards the knife hand.

Ding Chunqiu picked up a stool and threw it at the swordsman to save Zhuge Ping. The stool was thrown and the swordsman escaped.

"Brother Ping!", facing the big heads of other men in black, seeing Zhuge Ping being injured, he became angry, shouted, rushed over, jumped up, and kicked the swordsman who was fighting with Zhuge Ping and Ding Chunqiu.

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The knife hand hit a big head and kicked hard. He staggered back a few steps. He tripped on the smashed table and fell to the ground. The long machete was thrown away.

Datou kicked the watermelon knife away from the ground, got into a Sanda fighting position, and supported the injured Zhuge Ping and Zhang Liang on the ground.

Seeing this, another man in black with bare fists yelled and rushed towards Da Tou. Da Tou swept him to the ground with a low tornado kick.

Then several more men in black surrounded Datou and the others, and Datou and the others skillfully resolved the siege, knocking them down one by one. Datou was just like when he was a Sanda King in the army, becoming more and more brave as he fought.

Seeing so many men in black holding instruments, they rushed over. The dozen or so tables of customers fled away like animals, leaving only a few tables of Supervisor Chen's Chaoshan fellows.

Manager Chen saw this formation, Zhuge Ping was injured again, Lao Ding, Datou, Zhang Liang and others were surrounded by black-clothed thugs. He shouted "Attack your mother! Save people.", picked up stools and attacked with the fellow villagers.

Come here, they fight together, the table and the barbecue pit fall to the ground in a mess...

"Retreat, retreat quickly!" Unexpectedly, the man in black who took the lead was well-prepared and could not take advantage of him at all. On Zhang Liang's side, they had a large number of people and a fighting master like Datou.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned everyone to flee in the direction of the van. The injured thug stumbled into the car.

Datou was about to fight and wanted to take advantage of the situation to pursue him. Zhang Liang held him back, signaling that he was in danger and not to pursue him.

The van started quickly and suddenly stopped again. The man in black, who was in the lead of the co-pilot, glanced at Zhang Liang angrily, made a neck-wiping gesture, and fled like a speeding car under the dim yellow street lights.

At this time, Zhuge Ping was stabbed in the back. Blood seeped out through his chopped clothes. There was a lot of blood on the ground. His face was livid, he was sweating profusely, breathing heavily, and passed out.<

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"Brother Ping, Brother Ping!" Datou, Ding Chunqiu and others shouted Zhuge Ping's name.

Ding Chunqiu couldn't wait any longer for the ambulance to arrive. He was so anxious that he jumped on the men's Honda motorcycle that Manager Chen put in the barbecue stall. He inserted the key and turned the accelerator. Zhuge Ping, who had blocked Zhang Liang's knife, was on board, with his big head protecting him.
Chapter completed!