Chapter 6 The Sixth Hexagram

Xuan Ge turned off all the decorative lights in the store, leaving only a small incandescent lamp on and was keeping accounts.

He actually didn't have the patience to do these trivial chores, but the shop was left by the old man, and the one he missed the most before his death. Xuan Ge promised that he would definitely clean up the shop and that the cooking skills he passed down would not be abandoned. The old man closed his eyes and left with peace of mind.

After calculating the total, I recorded it and put it in. After closing the account book, Xuan Ge held two fingers with the lighter, threw it and took it to his hand. He was about to find the key to close the door, but he heard a series of footsteps coming from outside.

Looking at the door, a figure appeared in Xuan Ge's mind inexplicably. The next second, he saw Lu Yao pulling on the frame of his shop door and breathing heavily, "Well-benefactor! The group of people are going to beat you up again last time! There is an organization and premeditation!"

I don’t know how far I ran, but Lu Yao’s skin was already white, and now his whole face was even white and bloodless.

Seeing the sweat dripping down his forehead, Xuan Ge moved his finger and asked, "Did you know, come here to report the message?" His tone was a little strange.

Lu Yao ran away and his throat was sore, and he was very difficult to speak. He even nodded several times, and some long hair swayed around. He was anxious, why couldn't his benefactor grasp the key point? Is the situation particularly urgent?

Seeing the other party's anxious look, Xuan Ge probably knew what he was thinking, so he reached out and pulled the person in, found a stool to put it on, and asked someone to sit down.

"You are young, just sit here. When people come, I will go outside to solve the problem. Don't come out no matter what you hear, unless I call your name."

Lu Yao nodded, and his anger slowly recovered. Perhaps he was infected by Xuan Ge's calm emotions, so he didn't panic. "Okay, I'll go out after you call me." But he expressed dissatisfaction, "I'm an adult and not young anymore." As he said that, he reached out to take the mineral water handed over by Xuan Ge, unscrewed it and took a big sip of quenching his thirst.

Seeing his little look of drinking water seriously, his hands were itchy, Xuan Ge rubbed Lu Yao's somewhat wet hair without much effort, "Nineteen years old? Be good, wait, this is the flower of the motherland."

Almost choked by this sudden action, the flowers of the motherland raised their heads and glared at Xuan Ge angrily.

Xuan Ge felt that the more he looked at him, the more he became more and more obedient, and he was even more obedient when he stared at him.

After making arrangements, Lu Yao took a bottle of beer from the table, and Xuan Ge swayed and left the store. Lu Yao looked at Xuan Ge's back and felt that the other party was like a leopard with his minions. He silently comforted himself in his heart - his benefactor is quite fierce, and if he can't beat him, he will go to save the situation!

When the door was closed from outside by Xuan Ge, Lu Yao wrapped a sip of water in his mouth. He picked up the stool and started to move his position in small steps, moving to the glass door, and chose an angle with a wide field of vision.

At night, there were not many people on the street, and the street lights that had been disrepair were not very bright. Xuan Ge was holding a bottle of beer in his hand and sat on the edge of the street. His long and tense legs spread apart at will, and the fireworks biting between his lips were extinguished.

Maybe it was because he felt someone was looking at him, but Xuan Ge turned around and carried the beer bottle toward the direction of the store door, making a cheer.

Lu Yao subconsciously raised the mineral water bottle, and after lifting it, he felt a little stupid - it shouldn't be visible outside, right? It's a waste of time!

Not long after, a sound of footsteps broke the tranquility around him.

Lu Yao sat behind the door and saw about ten people surrounding Xuan Ge in the middle. It was obvious that he was fighting against the group again, and he instantly pinched the bottle in his hand.

"Ask again, whether you are cut by grandpa or follow me!"

Xuan Ge squinted his eyes and looked at the person talking. He took out the cigarette butt in his mouth with his thumb and index finger, stepped on it, and then spit out the smoke at the other party. He was not very interested. "I have to ask the same question every time. I am quite patient, but I can't fight easily?"

He squeezed the thin neck of the beer bottle and poured himself a sip of wine. His arms were muscled and his Adam's apple showed swallowing. "And, I don't even have dad, let alone grandpa."

After saying that, Xuan Ge stood up and looked tall. He knocked the beer bottle on the street lamp pole in the waist. With a "bang", the wine foam mixed with glass residue exploded, as if breaking a secret atmosphere.

Holding a half-left wine bottle in his hand, the lights filled the sharp glass. Xuan Ge's eyes looked like a blade and whistled provocatively, "Come on one by one, or go together?"

Lu Yao felt that he was watching a movie, and the male protagonist was still pretty and very good at hitting. He didn't dare to blink. As he looked, Lu Yao's mouth became an "o" type - his ancestor, this benefactor is not an ordinary evil! Maybe he doesn't have the chance to play!

Xuan Ge's rhythm is not a hand at all, but a metal claw. He removes the human arm in seconds and his muscles are very strong. It's okay to knock on one stick. He can even grab the stick and knock it back with his backhand!

When Lu Yao remembered the scene where Xuan Ge stood in front of the wok and fryed the eggs carefully, he felt very dreamy.

But as he looked at it, he became confused. Didn’t Xuan Ge’s thigh be injured before? He had bandaged it himself. It was already healed? Lu Yao looked carefully at Xuan Ge’s long legs and swept over the two opponents directly, and then a elbow hit the face on the right side, and there was no sign of any injury.

Or, the benefactor has extraordinary willpower and fights to the end with the pain of his wounds? It's really admirable! Lu Yao couldn't sit still, so he just stood up and held up a mineral water bottle to cheer for his benefactor.

But soon, his attention was attracted by other things.

His eyes fell on the long sword held by a man, and it was a little far apart and it was hard to see clearly, but Lu Yao always felt that the knife was very strange. He looked at it a few more times, and his left eye was a little swollen.

He reached out and rubbed his left eye socket carefully. Lu Yao pursed his lips and reminded himself to see the knife in a while.

He beat the last opponent so hard that he couldn't get up. Xuan Ge quickly walked to the door of the store. He had already noticed Lu Yao was looking at him while raising his knuckles and knocking, "The little rabbit is opening the door."

Lu Yao opened the door quickly, looking at Xuan Ge with bright eyes. Xuan Ge felt itchy hands again, and reached out to rub his hair, "Are you afraid?" He fought, relieved the resentment he was under. He has now returned to his usual state. "Not afraid or not, it's super powerful!" As he said that, he clapped his hands and applauded, and the mineral water bottle was slapped, and his eyes fell down to Xuan Ge's thigh. Lu Yao was very worried, "Have the wound on your thigh cracked? Is there any bleeding?"

Xuan Ge paused his hand and took it back as if nothing had happened. The smile that filled the corners of his eyes faded a little, "It's okay."
Chapter completed!