The richest man Yang Fei

A hero does not suffer immediate losses, and the opponent has a large number of people, so there is no need to fight to the death.

There was a peddler selling stinky tofu in front of him, a large pot of charred oil was boiling.

Yang Fei picked up the towel on the pole, wrapped the ears of the pot, picked up the pot, and threw it at the bastards who ran over.

The sizzling boiling oil flew over in the air.

"I'll torture you!" The boss who was running at the front stopped a step, splashed more than a dozen drops of oil on his bald head, which made him cry, danced and stepped back, wiping his head with both hands. , but the more you rub it, the hotter it gets, and the hotter it gets, the more painful it becomes.

A pot of hot oil was spilled on the street, slippery and steaming.

A bastard came forward and saw the boss being scalded. He cursed and rushed over regardless. When he stepped on the oil, the soles of his feet slipped. I couldn't help but hit my butt on the ground, and my head hit the ground heavily, making a loud bang.He put his hands on the ground, touched the hot oil in his hands, chi chi chi chi, there was a sound of scorching flesh, the pain made him roll around on the ground like a fried turtle.

No matter how vicious the bastards are, they are also terrified at this moment, and they dare not come over.

Taking advantage of the confusion, Yang Fei took out 100 yuan, stuffed it in the vendor's hand, and took Su Tong away.

He estimated that the bastards would catch up soon, and with a glance, he saw a video studio next to him, and dragged Su Tong into hiding.

"Two yuan per person, big screen projection, wonderful show." An old lady at the door yawned, stretched out her right hand, and blocked the way in.

Yang Fei took out five yuan and handed it over.

The old aunt took it, first slowly sandwiched it behind a stack of small change, and then retrieved the one yuan.

Lifting the heavy curtains, it was pitch black, only some bright lights flickering on the screen.

When I approached the seat, I saw that there were many people sitting inside.

Going all the way to the back, and then walked into the innermost seat, Yang Fei let go of Su Tong's jade hand and asked, "Are you okay?"

"This group of scoundrels really linger, and the people at the police station don't care about it?"

"Police station? Hehe!"

"why are you laughing?"

Yang Fei shook his head: "Nothing."

He came from a family of policemen, so he knew better than anyone else the difficulties of the police, and he also knew the style of the grassroots police stations.

However, there are some things that don't need to be told to Su Tong.

At this moment, the screen went dark and the movie ended.

When the boss was changing the film, there was an uncontrollable roar in the video hall: "Change the film! Change the film!"

A tacit booing sound, with the smell of youthful restlessness and adrenaline.

Those who came here to watch the film were all livestock that hadn't released the flood for a long time, and they shouted loudly.

In [-], apart from video studios, where else could ordinary-income bachelors seek physical balance?

Yang Fei is no stranger to these video recording halls. Hearing that he is about to be punished secretly, the videos waiting to be released are definitely restricted. After watching it, what would Su Tong think?

"Let's go." Yang Fei whispered.

Su Tong was surprised: "Let's go now?" She stood up, suddenly ouched, and sat down again, "My foot seems to be sprained, and it hurt a little just now, because I was nervous, I didn't care."

Just as Yang Fei was about to speak, a white light flashed at the door, the curtain was lifted, and two people walked in.

"Brother Yong, you just collected the money yesterday, why are you here again today?" the old lady at the door asked with a smile on her face.

"Stop talking! We're looking for someone! Bring the flashlight! Hurry up! Leave, I'll attack you on behalf of Brother Pao!" Brother Yong said viciously, and took the flashlight from the old lady.

Yang Fei recognized that Brother Yong was the one who was chasing and beating just now, so he pulled Su Tong's hand, and the two lowered their bodies and hid under the chair.

Brother Yong flashlighted, and took pictures back and forth twice in the field, but he didn't find anyone, so he walked towards the back.

"Fuck! What kind of photo are you taking? Photo, you, mother, you are a bitch!" Some of the video viewers were not afraid of getting into trouble, no matter who you are, they shouted angrily, "Get out of here!"

Brother Yong stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and pointed at the man: "You are kind, I will remember you!"

The man was tall and burly, picked up a water bottle and threw it over, hitting Brother Yong on the forehead.

Brother Yong was furious immediately: "Mom, how dare you throw me away? I'll hack you to death!"

Hurray, a dozen strong men stood up in the field, staring at Brother Yong together: "What? Do you want to make trouble?"

These people are all young men, in their early twenties, with cropped hair, all of them are strong, muscular, and vigorous.

Brother Yong was stern, left a few words on the scene, threw the flashlight away, and said cursingly: "Damn it, look elsewhere. If it doesn't work, go to the factory gate to block it. If you don't believe it, you can't find anyone!"

At the entrance of the door curtain, another white light flashed, and they left resentfully.

In the faint light of the screen, Yang Fei and Su Tong looked at each other and sat upright.

The speakers in the video room emitted a melodious sound, and the pictures became hotter and hotter every frame.

Su Tong didn't want to look at it, but couldn't help but glance at it.

A eunuch took the rope and hung the beautiful woman up.

She had heard from people in the factory that there was a good show to watch in the video hall on the street, but she had never seen it. Unexpectedly, today, by accident, she ran in with Yang Fei to increase her knowledge.

Suddenly Yang Fei whispered: "Give me your feet."

Su Tong was watching the screen eating feet and dripping wax. He blushed and was startled when he heard this: "What?"

"Isn't your foot sprained? I'll rub it for you, or you'll still be hiding here?"

Su Tong dodged his eyes and brushed his hair embarrassingly: "No."

Yang Fei hummed, clasped his hands, and enjoyed the movie with relish.

Su Tong was restless. There seemed to be many nails on the comfortable soft seat, making him uncomfortable no matter how much he sat.

This is the first time she has watched this kind of movie in such a big age.

He was still with this half-baked man.

Still a half-sized man!

The picture is so filthy, it's a good thing he looks at it so calmly and doesn't take his eyes off it!

What was he thinking about?

Recalling the scene on the trees in the mountains and forests, and thinking of the burning fire stick, Su Tong suddenly felt thirsty.