Chapter 1733 Excessive Politeness

"Fifty thousand?" Tang Ye asked, but the black boy shook his head and raised his hand again.

"Five million? Do you understand, sir?"

"Fifty-five..." After hearing this number, Tang Ye simply shook his head. Mr. Pillai's grocery store did not have half a million. He spread his hands in front of several people and directly expressed no, or refused.

"What if not?"

"Oh~ Then sir, you have to guess whether you will be beaten next!"

"If I were to guess, of course not."

"No, sir, do you mean to prepare compensation?"

"I didn't say that."

"you."

Tang Ye kept his movements and expressions just now, with a half-smile on his face. But looking at the other party's expression that he didn't take him seriously at all, the black guy with dreadlocks also became angry. After saying one sentence, he stopped talking to Tang Ye. When he had the chance, he raised his fist and hit him, but in Tang Ye's eyes, this punch was no different from a piece of tofu. He just stretched out his hand, and the other party couldn't even see his movements clearly. The next second, he found that his arm had been hit by someone. stuck.

He still wanted to use more force, but Tang Ye on the other side just pushed him lightly, and a force that seemed to be there but was irresistible knocked him to the ground!

"you!"

The black man was in pain, but his anger made him stand up quickly, lift up one foot and kick him towards Tang Ye. But the next second, his collar was grabbed by the other party and he exerted force. Before he could stand firm, his whole body was hit by Tang Ye again. Press to the ground.

"Young man, you can't do it."

Under Tang Ye's strength, the black boy felt as if his neck was about to be broken, and he screamed in agony!

"It hurts! Ah! You guys, why don't you come? Come on!"

Following his screams, the young men who came with him also rushed forward. One of them pulled out a steel pipe on the spot and hit Tang Ye on the back!

When Tang Ye raised his hand, the steel pipe collided with his arm. After a dull "dong" sound, the scene fell into dead silence.

I saw the steel pipe as thick as a bottle cap bending over at this moment. Several people looked at this scene blankly, as if they were petrified. As for the young man who hit Tang Ye with the steel pipe, his eyes widened. The next second, Dou Big beads of sweat fell from his forehead. He swallowed and his body began to tremble.

He looked at Tang Ye and met his eyes.

"I...I didn't mean to..."

"Is this... why?" Several young people had questions on their heads. They felt like they were dreaming. This was a real steel pipe. Why? Did you even leave a mark on this man's hand?

The little fat man was also stunned. He didn't react until these gangsters stammered out their words.

"He... Mr. Pillai... seems to know kung fu..."

"effort?"

Tang Ye tilted his head and looked at his arm. Even being bitten by a mosquito felt worse than this.

"How's it going?" he asked jokingly, shamelessly admitting that he knew "Kung Fu"! But this time, I was shocked by a few people. If I saw this kind of plot that only appeared in movies before my end, I might not believe it was true.

Before the young people had time to answer, the black boy who was pinned to the ground by Tang Ye struggled again.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Hearing this voice, Tang Ye smiled and let him go. The guy stood up and moved his body first. It seemed that he didn't care at all about what just happened. He just caught a glimpse of the ninety-degree figure in the corner of his eye. He swallowed involuntarily as he bent the steel pipe.

"Isn't it just kung fu? I can do it too!"

"Ah?" The companions looked at the black guy in surprise. They didn't know when this guy would learn kung fu.

Unexpectedly, he raised his head high to his companions, with a look of confidence on his face, and then said: "You go out, I want to compete with him!"

"You...can you do it?"

Several young people looked at the black guy with suspicion, including the little fat man. Tang Ye was also confused for a moment. He couldn't figure out what this guy was doing.

"Guys, stop talking nonsense, okay? Get out or I'll get you hurt."

"All right……"

Except for the black guy, everyone else looked at each other. Although they felt that the guy was a bit unreliable, they were not willing to stay with the monster Tang Ye. After all, his performance just now was too weird. How could the human body be compared to Iron queen?

As his companions left one by one, this Hanhan still acted like he was invincible and arrogant. When only he and Tang Ye were left in the entire store, his face also changed.

"Follow...come with me, okay? Mr. Pillai..."

"What are you going to do?"

The sudden change in the black guy's attitude made Tang Ye even more confused, but the other party did not answer him. He just pulled Tang Ye to a place that could not be seen from the outside, and then...then suddenly knelt down.

"I'm sorry...my voice was a bit..."

"Get out!" The moment this guy knelt down, Tang Ye immediately understood what he wanted to do. He couldn't save his face, but he didn't give him any face and interrupted him directly.

"Mr. Pillai, please accept me..."

"Get out of here! Do you hear me?"

"Ah? Okay...Okay!" The black guy wanted to say something else, but seeing Tang Ye's impatient look, he immediately changed his mind and agreed, stood up from the ground, and left the shop as if he was running. It made people dumbfounded and said: "Humph, you are nothing more than this!"

After saying that, he took his companions and left here. Although there was a store door blocking him, Tang Ye still heard clearly what the other party said in the last sentence. He didn't pay attention, he just smiled and muttered: "It's really strange..."

He was not surprised by the black guy's behavior, but because the other party's fluent Chinese was not only fluent, but also very authentic. However, it was this authenticity that had a strange feeling that people could not ignore. Tang Ye thought for a while , the ultimate reason is their vocals.

This kind of tone that should be suitable for speaking foreign languages ​​is used to speak Chinese, tsk tsk...

This was just an interlude. After the black guy took the people away, Tang Ye continued what he was doing before, listening to the music played by the music box, reading a book that didn't quite suit his taste, and patiently passing the time minute by minute. Send away.

Unconsciously, the time came to the afternoon. Tang Ye was going up to the second floor to see what time it was, but before he could stand up, Daria had already opened the door and walked into the store. When he came to the counter, suddenly He turned around and faced Tang Ye.

"Mr. Pillay."

Tang Ye curled his fingers unnaturally. He felt very uncomfortable with the other party's excessive politeness towards him. He always felt that he wanted to reply with something. Fortunately, in the end, Tang Ye chose to respond to the other party in the simplest way. That was to nod to Daria, indicating that he knew of her existence.