The man who bought shoes returned to his stall cursed and was angry, and began to shout, "I remember that girl's mother is a widow from Meizi Lane. She looks pretty beautiful and looks dignified on weekdays. I didn't expect she was a fake person. Do you have it?"

Before he could finish his words, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and then he was punched hard in his mouth. The man who bought shoes screamed, and his lips suddenly cracked and dripped in blood.

"Zhang Gen, you're crazy! Why do you hit someone!"

He covered his mouth and glared at Zhang Hen.

"I'm still light when I hit you, I bought shoes. For the sake of my neighbors for so many years, I remind you that you will be polite, otherwise you won't know how to die!"

Zhang Gen's face was ascite.

"If you can keep your words, you won't be afraid of others saying it. Otherwise, with your Zhang Gen's personality, why should you be so generous to the widow's daughter? I think you are just like that. Don't come over. Oh, Zhang Gen is considered cruel. This matter is not over, you can wait!"

After being punched a few times, the man who bought shoes didn't even want the straw sandals on the ground. He put down a few harsh words and ran away.

"This guy really hates his life."

Zhang Gen looked at the other party's back as he walked away, wiped off the blood from the back of his hand, slowly returned to his own bun stall, and continued to sell buns.

At the same time, in a corner not far away, two men were staring at this scene in secret.

"Do you want to teach someone who buys shoes a lesson?"

One of them asked to his companions.

"Well, you go, I'll buy a bun."

The two walked out of the dark, one left and one right.

When Zhang Gen saw the man in front of him, his heart trembled and said quickly: "This uncle, I have sold the buns to that little girl at a loss as you wish these days."

"I know."

The man took out 8 cents from his arms and put them on the table, "I'm just hungry, buy a bun, don't be nervous."

"This, the old man needs to pay for the buns if he wants to eat them. I'll treat you to it."

Zhang Gen dared not to collect the money. Others didn't know it. He knew very well that this guy in front of him was a fierce man who killed people without blinking. He only cut off dozens of strong men who were loan sharks in the east of the town.

"If you give you money, just take it. Am I the kind of person who doesn't pay for things?"

The man said and left with the bun.

"Huh~"

It was not until Zhang Gen couldn't see the man's back that he breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, in Meizi Lane, the little girl happily handed a bun in her hand to her mother, "Mom, Uncle Zhang is such a good person. Today I'm selling my buns again, you can eat them while they are hot."

The woman took her daughter's bun, and a hint of worry appeared in her eyes, "Did Uncle Zhang say something? For example, why did she sell the buns to you at a cheap price?"

The girl tilted her head, "No, what's wrong with mom? Is something wrong?"
Chapter completed!