The unhappiness in his heart was temporarily suppressed by Xiao Yun and continued to go shopping with his wife and daughter.

The weather was hot, and Tang Ruoxue and Chenchen were sweating profusely after walking for a while. Xiao Yun looked up and found a stall selling watermelons in front. The sign stated the four big words "ice watermelons".

The business is very hot. The people waiting to buy watermelons have already lined up. There are several small pergolas behind the stall and a few small tables below. After buying them, they don’t want to take them away and ask the boss to cut them open and sit down and eat them. They eat one by one, and they are extremely comfortable. Xiao Yun swallows his saliva secretly.

"Ruoxue, look, there is a watermelon seller. Let's take Chenchen over to eat some watermelon."

Xiao Yun pointed to the watermelon stall in the distance and said.

Tang Ruoxue looked up and cooled herself with a cool hat while muttering: "Why don't you buy two cold drinks, the fruits and melons sold outside may not be hygienic.

What should I do if Chenchen’s stomach is damaged? Besides, it’s so indecent to sit on the street and eat watermelon.”

Xiao Yun smiled and said, "There are so many things to pay attention to. I ate all the fruits that rotted when I was in the army, and it's not that there is nothing wrong with it."

What's wrong with eating watermelon on the street? Look, there are many ordinary people who sit there and eat it. We don't need to be so pretentious."

Tang Ruoxue rolled his eyes: "Who are you talking about being pretentious? Forget it, I can't explain it clearly to a rough man like you.

I asked my daughter myself.”

As he said that, Tang Ruoxue squatted down and said to Chenchen with a gentle face, "Chenchen, mom is good to you, hurry up and tell dad that you want to eat ice cream and don't want to eat watermelon. There is air conditioner in the store, and we can also blow air conditioner."

Chen Chen blinked, looked at Xiao Yun and then looked at the watermelon stall in the distance, licked his lips, and said with his eyes: "Mom, but Chen Chen wants to eat watermelon now. Look, the watermelon looks delicious?"

"You..." Tang Ruoxue was so angry that he didn't expect that Chen Chen would not stand on his side at the critical moment.

"Hahaha."

Xiao Yun laughed proudly, picked up Chenchen and kissed him on the face, and said proudly: "This is Dad's good daughter. Let's go, Dad will take you to eat watermelon."

As he said that, Xiao Yun quickly walked towards the stall. Tang Ruoxue rolled his eyes and followed behind angrily.

When Xiao Yun went there, there were three people in front of him. Xiao Yun didn't go to the line, so he asked Chenchen and Tang Ruoxue to sit in the pergola to rest, and line up honestly.

It was finally his turn that Xiao Yun was about to speak when an electric car rushed to Xiao Yun's front. If Xiao Yun hadn't been avoiding quickly, his feet would have been almost crushed.

A tall and thin man in a black shirt jumped out of the car and pushed Xiao Yun's shoulders suddenly, pointed at his nose, and said with awesomeness: "Stand back."

This action immediately frightened the four bodyguards who were secretly protecting them, and quickly put their hands on their waists. If the black shirt dared to act rashly, they would pull out the guns from their waists without hesitation.

Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at a scar on the man's forehead and took a step back gently.

Seeing that Xiao Yun had no intention of taking action, several bodyguards also put down their hands and pretended to be tourists and slowly approached the stall.

When the man in black saw that Xiao Yun was frightened by him, he sneered a trace of sneer on the corner of his mouth and teased: "It's so good, that's right. You can only buy it when Brother Qiang buys watermelon. Do you understand the rules?"

This man is nothing else, but Zhao Huaqiang, a gangster on this street, nicknamed Brother Qiang. A few days ago, his younger brother bought a raw watermelon here. Today he came to seek justice for his younger brother.

After saying that, Brother Huaqiang turned around gorgeously, and sat on the stall with a big sword, staring at the boss's face with his head tilted, and asked with a smile: "Boss, how much does this watermelon cost per pound."

The boss is a middle-aged man with a strong face, and he looks like he is not a good person. When he sees Zhao Huaqiang, he is probably a gangster on the street coming to make trouble, but he is not relieved. He said lukewarmly: "Two dollars per pound, no money if you don't have sweetness."

"Are you familiar with me?"

Zhao Huaqiang continued to ask, but one hand secretly touched a watermelon knife next to him.

"It must be ripe. I, Liu Jibao, have been selling melons here for more than ten years. When did I sell raw melons to others?"

The boss said impatiently, with a loud voice, and it sounded like he was going to quarrel with someone.

"I'll ask you if this melon is ripe?"

Zhao Huaqiang suddenly increased the volume, and a vicious voice revealed in his voice.

The boss's face changed, his eyes also rose, and he said angrily: "If you buy it, buy it, and if you don't buy it, leave quickly.

If you don’t buy it, there are still people waiting to buy it! Don’t make trouble with me.”

"I'll ask you if this melon is ripe!"

Zhao Huaqiang asked for the third time, and suddenly stood up and cut the boss's big watermelon into two pieces, pointing to the red soil inside and said, "Raw, you boss is dishonest, don't do business here in the future."

As he said that, he kicked the chopping board, and the watermelon on it rolled to the ground, shattered all over the street.

This is obviously a matter of finding fault. The boss suddenly became angry and shouted: "If you dare to cut my watermelon, I will fight with you."

Raising a big watermelon is like Zhao Huaqiang's head hitting.

"Chop your watermelon?

Today I will cut your people together.”

Zhao Huaqiang sneered and slashed the boss's chest with a watermelon knife.

A good citizen, a gangster, who is cruel and who is weak is clear at a glance.

At this moment, Xiao Yun took action, as fast as lightning. His fingers gently flicked Zhao Huaqiang's wrist, and the knife in his hand flew out, and then Xiao Yun quickly retreated back.

The knife naturally failed, but the watermelon in the boss's hand hit Zhao Huaqiang's forehead hard.

With a thud, the bright red watermelon juice flowed all over his face. Zhao Huaqiang, who was still murderous just now, seemed extremely embarrassed.

What! Zhao Huaqiang suddenly widened his eyes, looking incredible.

After being out for so long, the knife in my hand has never taken off. I haven't drunk it today, so why did the knife fly away?

"Don't leave, smash my watermelon stall, you must pay for it today."

The boss was still shouting, and Brother Hua Qiang felt annoyed in his heart and shouted: "I'll compensate you uncle!"

As he said that, he bent down and touched a brick on the ground.

Kyoto gangsters have four treasures, bricks, watermelon knife, chains, beer bottles, and Zhao Huaqiang is more familiar than anyone else.

At this time, Xiao Yun stood behind Zhao Huaqiang and kicked him gently on the butt. Zhao Huaqiang lost his balance and slid forward along the street.

Watermelon juice was everywhere on the ground, and it was suddenly covered with body and face. The mighty and domineering image was completely ruined.

"Who, who kicked me just now? It was the man who stood up for me."

As soon as Zhao Huaqiang stood up, he turned around and shouted like crazy.
Chapter completed!