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Chapter 6 Make trouble

Jian Qing put away the smile on Yu Zhou's face after Yu Zhou left. Yu Zhou was different from the policemen he met, and he didn't keep him at a respectful distance just because he was an ignorant gangster. It was his job that was so good.

In the dilapidated small rented house, the room still smelled of alcohol. Jian Qing had no expression on his face. He was used to it. He tidied up the scattered wine bottles at the door, and pushed away his father's room. The closet was open. , the clothes were scattered all over the floor, the wine bottle touched by the door was still turning around, the person on the bed was sleeping with his head covered and snoring everywhere, Jian Qing simply tidied up and threw the quilt that was changed yesterday into the washing machine and refrigerator There are also some noodles left over from the previous few days. He took two eggs and tomatoes and prepared to cook two bowls of tomato egg noodles.

Perhaps because he was hungry, the sleepy man in the room walked into the kitchen with his slippers on.Seeing the noodle soup with little water in the pot, he frowned. "What are you cooking? I'm eating noodles again. It's been a long time since you and I have eaten meat."

Jian Qing ignored the man's complaints, and brought the noodles to the dining table by the kitchen. "eat."

The man wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth when he saw his pale face, and there was a sound of sucking. After a while, the bowl of noodles was drained, and the man pushed the bowl of noodles. The meaning was obvious: I still want to eat, but I don't want to move.

Jian Qing glanced at the bottom of the empty bowl, didn't move, and took the two bowls into the kitchen after he finished eating.

The man on the side watched him throw the bowl into the sink, his face changed, "I'm not full, what are you washing?"

Seeing that Qing ignored him, the man stretched out his hand and picked up the pot directly, and ate up the rest of the noodles with the pot.

Seeing that after Qing washed the dishes, he left the sentence "clean up" and went back to the room. It seemed that the man was in a good mood after eating and drinking, but he didn't refute, but washed the pot peacefully.

Jianqing’s room is as neat as the next door, the quilts on the single bed are stacked neatly, the wooden bookshelf next to the closet is also neatly filled with books, and the borders of a few scattered books on the desk have obvious creases , obviously these books are often read, and the afterglow of the setting sun that is reluctant to fall outside the window just falls on the pot of gardenias waiting to bloom on the window sill.

It made Jianqing feel a bit like home.

He took the clothes from the closet and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He had to go to work at night, watching the show for a KTV at the junction of the East District and the West District. The KTV was opened by Aunt Li's son Li Yan, because seeing Qing's past allowed him to work There are not many positions.

Nobody wants a violent murderer in their store.

KTV is considered a normal job, and the salary is enough to support him and that alcoholic.

He changed into a simple black T-shirt, looked at the arms exposed in the mirror, and thought that it might be a little cold when he came back at night, so he changed into long sleeves again.

The hem of the T-shirt was torn off by Yu Zhou, Jian Qing tore off the extra line with his bare hands, and slowly stuffed the deformed hem into the waistband of his trousers.

Jianqing wore this dress when she slept with Yu Zhou for the first time. Yu Zhou looked cold and casual, but became fiery and eager after the two of them touched.

The man in the mirror pursed his lips, and even his eyes became a little gentle, but Jian Qing's attention was all on his clothes, so he didn't notice the corners of his mouth that turned up at the moment.

There are no entertainment venues in the town, not even a larger shopping mall, so the business of KTV is quite good. This kind of entertainment venue often has people who drink too much and make trouble. Jianqing's duty is to clear the venue before these people make trouble or When fighting, use violence to control violence.

Most of the time when you see Qing, you don’t need to touch him. People who come to spend normally are a little afraid of him, except those who are purely looking for trouble.

Wang Cheng is one of them. He and Li Yan have always been at odds. Originally, KTV was opened by two people, but later they fell out for some reason. The town is a mess, and neither of the two forces can suppress the other, and nothing major has happened.

Jian Qing didn't take it seriously when he saw the people sitting in the lobby, and clocked in normally, but Xiao An at the front desk greeted him warmly.

He showed his signature smile and praised Xiaoan that today's new lipstick suits her very well. The little girl was so excited that Brother Qing was the only one who found out that she had changed to a new lipstick.

The town’s nightlife has just begun, and ghosts and wolves are singing everywhere in the box. Jianqing puts on the headset, takes the walkie-talkie and goes to the water bar in the lobby. His work is almost spent here drinking water, or going to the back door Help unload some drinks.

But today, as soon as he sat down, he realized that someone was staring at him. If he saw Qingduo and took a look, he would find that the source of that gaze was the sweater man who fought with him two days ago.

Jian Qing sat and chatted with the waiter at the water bar, the little girl seemed to be a newcomer, so she said a few words to him eagerly, Jian Qing answered calmly for fear of scaring the little girl , but was interrupted by a young man with at least five colors on his hair.

"Why is it you again! Stay away from Yuanyuan!"

Jian Qing looked at the man in front of him who looked like a fighting cock, and seemed to finally remember who this person was.

"Xu Yang, what are you doing here!" The waitress standing beside her spoke first.

"Yuanyuan, did you suddenly come here to work because of this person! I just said, why do you want to do a part-time job properly!"

"You don't care where I work, you go! Don't disturb my work!" The girl named Yuanyuan looked at Jianqing who was on the side, a little embarrassed.

Douji stopped arguing with Yuan Yuan, looked at Jian Qing in front of him, and remembered how he had been beaten so badly before, although he was so angry that he was a little bit cowardly, but seeing so many younger brothers brought by him, Jian Qing could only Alone, he suddenly became more confident.

"You boy, give me peace of mind. Yuanyuan is not someone you can provoke. Don't blame me for not warning you!"

He wanted to laugh when he saw Qing, he didn't know who was beaten up a few days ago, but he recognized the tall thug behind the fighting chicken as Wang Cheng's subordinate, he didn't need to cause trouble in Li Yan's place.

He sneered, ignored him, and turned to leave.

Jianqing's ignorance annoyed Douji, who immediately stopped Jianqing with his hands, and a group of younger brothers behind him also surrounded him. Jianqing raised the corners of his mouth and laughed, and picked up the walkie-talkie: "There are a few guests waiting at the water bar." I'm in a hurry, ask Brother Yan if there are any vacant boxes."

Yuanyuan was also afraid that Xu Yang would cause trouble here, so he walked around the bar and pushed the fighting cock aside and began to preach.

Hearing that Li Yan was here today, Xu Yang hesitated for a while and didn't find any more trouble. He followed Yuan Yuan and left the bar. He glanced at Jian Qing's back angrily, thinking that he wouldn't let Jian Qing go so easily. .

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It was still early when Jian Qing got off work, and the sun was still hanging among the clouds. He glanced back at the few people standing across the road, who looked familiar.Staring in his direction with a bad expression.

Jian Qing hooked the corner of his mouth, pretended not to see it, turned around and walked towards the house. After walking a few steps, he found several people following him. He glanced at the staggered tube buildings, and turned into an alley that he seldom walked. , twisting and turning, finally got rid of the tail behind him.

Passing by a noodle shop on the side, asked about the fragrance of the noodles, Jianqing rubbed his stomach, went in and told the boss to pack two bowls of noodles, after scanning the code, he sat and waited, but the corners of his eyes were surrounded by people It stopped, it seemed that someone gathered a crowd to make trouble, Jian Qing took a look and looked away, it had nothing to do with him, he didn't bother to care about it, after a while when the siren sounded, Jian Qing looked away again, suddenly Got a little interest.

When Yu Zhou arrived, the troublemakers were fighting fiercely. He frowned and spat in a low voice, and then followed Uncle Zhou to fight. When he caught someone, he beat him. Just when one of them was about to hit the other on the head with a stick, Yu Zhou pushed that person away. The physical reaction of the person who was pushed away preceded his consciousness. Pushed to the ground, not realizing why the policeman pushed him away.

Seeing that the policeman who pushed him looked at him with an unfriendly face, he immediately became angry. "You fucking dare to push me, you're looking for death, right?"

The man got up and greeted Yu Zhou, but fortunately, the police had almost controlled the situation. Xiao Chen hugged the man, handcuffed him, and stopped him from further violence.

"Brother Zhou, are your hands okay? The stick just now was not light."

"It's nothing." Yu Zhou shook his wrist. The pain was a bit painful, but his bones should not be hurt. The person he rescued was obviously drunk. Seeing that his movement was restricted, his mouth began to attack indiscriminately. From the person who fought with him to the police who stopped him.

All kinds of unbearable nonsense filled the streets.

Yu Zhou's eyebrows twitched when he was scolded, and he regretted why he saved the scoundrel just now, he might as well be knocked unconscious with a stick.