Chapter 10 Chen Xiaoyan’s loan sharking

Of course, Li Xiaoming would not tell Chen Xiaoyan what he could see through. This was a secret that only he could know.

"...guess it." Li Xiaoming said vaguely, and quickly changed the topic, "Can you first tell me why you borrowed so much money? Don't you know that once those loan sharks start compounding interest, you will have to repay the money Is it just a bottomless pit?”

"What is profit and profit?" Chen Xiaoyan blinked her big eyes and looked at her with an innocent expression, which made Li Xiaoming a little angry.

"My sister, you don't even know how to compound interest and you still dare to borrow money from usury?" Li Xiaoming hated iron, "Be careful, even your underwear will have to be pawned to pay off other people's debts!"

"Tch." Chen Xiaoyan glanced at Li Xiaoming, "I remember you secretly..." Chen Xiaoyan's face turned red as she said that, as if she thought of some unbearable past.

"Stop it, we are talking about your loan sharking thing now. Now those gangsters have come to the door. Although you have escaped today, you can't hide forever, right?"

"I know!" Chen Xiaoyan's expression made Li Xiaoming understand what it means that the emperor is not anxious and the eunuch is anxious, "Didn't I say that I went to do odd jobs? I really made a lot of money and I can repay those loan sharks."

Well, it seems that this little girl really doesn’t understand what profit-making is. Li Xiaoming took a deep breath and explained the matter of profit-making in detail. Chen Xiaoyan slowly opened her mouth wide, and there was a panic look in her eyes.

"But didn't you say that I only have to pay back the principal?" Chen Xiaoyan panicked for a moment, and her two white and tender arms were entangled on Li Xiaoming's shoulders, shaking them constantly, "Xiao Ming, just help me. "

The soft touch made Li Xiaoming feel a little carried away, and his eyes began to glance dishonestly. Chen Xiaoyan also noticed Li Xiaoming who was already distracted, but did not stop him. She just pinched the soft flesh of his waist with her small hands.

She bit her lip, as if she had made some decision, "If you can help me, I will let you... let you treat me to dinner!"

Li Xiaoming, "???".

"Let me treat you to dinner? After I help you?" Li Xiaoming unconsciously raised his voice.

"Idiot, when boys chase girls, aren't they always treated by boys..." Chen Xiaoyan said somewhat confidently, but her face turned red. She didn't know whether it was because of shyness or embarrassment.

"I already said I would go with you and ask you to pay back only the principal, but can you tell me what you borrowed the money for?"

Chen Xiaoyan sat coyly on the sofa, and unconsciously touched the butt pocket of her jeans with her right hand.

"Huh?" Li Xiaoming's sharp eyes noticed Chen Xiaoyan's little movements. Could it be that the reason why she borrowed the money was hidden in that pocket?

Without stopping, he immediately opened his clairvoyant eyes and focused his eyes on Chen Xiaoyan's jeans.

As the things he saw through his X-ray eyes continued to get bigger, Li Xiaoming's face gradually turned red.

Chen Xiaoyan also noticed Li Xiaoming's gaze. Although she didn't know that Li Xiaoming had X-ray eyes, the feeling of being peeped made her feel very strange. Her face became redder and redder, and she was restless on the sofa.

"Sin, sin, sin..." After silently admiring Chen Xiaoyan's buttocks for a few seconds, he quickly looked away, and soon he saw the small notebook in Chen Xiaoyan's pocket.

"Medical records?" Li Xiaoming was stunned. Could it be that Chen Xiaoyan borrowed money for medical treatment?

As the fluoroscopy eye continued to work, he soon saw that the name on the medical record was not Chen Xiaoyan, but Chen Xingyu, and the disease he suffered from turned out to be leukemia!

"Who is Chen Xingyu?" Li Xiaoming asked suddenly.

Chen Xiaoyan looked surprised, "My brother, how did you know?"

Li Xiaoming said, "It turns out that I am treating your brother. I will help you."

"Thank you." Chen Xiaoyan was full of gratitude.

"In this case, I won't argue with you about the fact that you deliberately wrote the wrong address." Li Xiaoming said and stood up, "You have to lock the doors and windows these days and be careful of those gangsters. I always feel that they have no You won’t let it go once you get the money.”

"I know!" Chen Xiaoyan returned to her usual playful look, bouncing into her bedroom, and then winked at Li Xiaoming, "Don't come in."

Bang!

Li Xiaoming was startled by the loud slamming of the door. He stood up from the sofa and quickly walked out of Chen Xiaoyan's house.

From the previous shootout in the antique street to now, Li Xiaoming didn't even have time to drink a sip of water, and he had already fallen into an empty stomach.

"Why don't you go to a food stall and have a luxurious time." Li Xiaoming counted the bills in his wallet, and he couldn't even get a red Mao Zedong. Under such circumstances, going to a food stall can indeed be regarded as a luxury.

Pushing out his small electric donkey, Li Xiaoming rode slowly towards the night market.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening, which was when the food stalls were in full swing. It took Li Xiaoming a full half circle to find a partner with a vacant seat. Li Xiaoming, who was exhausted both physically and mentally, hurriedly sat down.

"Boss, grill some skewers, have a bottle of beer, and some egg fried rice." Li Xiaoming ordered a few things based on the thickness of his wallet. He can't afford stir-fried vegetables at the moment, but the egg fried rice is not bad either. , the advantage is that it is cheap and full of control.

"Okay." The partner boss responded.

Since it is now the peak period for this kind of stall, it is almost impossible to find a table alone, but Li Xiaoming found that there was only one person on the table in front of him.

"This old man has quite a bad taste." Li Xiaoming took a closer look, what a guy! What this old man ate was actually Huajia powder, and this bowl cost more than forty!

No wonder, who wants to sit next to an old man and eat food stalls? The people who come here are basically young people in groups. There are very few people like Li Xiaoming who are alone, so they all choose to pack up and take away.

The old man felt that an uninvited guest was coming, so he just looked up at Li Xiaoming and nodded slightly.

Li Xiaoming suddenly felt that this old man had a bit of aura of superiority, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, anyone who has ever eaten at a food stall knows that the most indispensable thing here is a shirtless boss wearing a gold chain as thick as a thumb.

"Brother, your skewers, beer, and fried rice are still in the pot. I'll get them for you right away!" The boss served the food quickly, and soon a plate of skewers and a bottle of beer were delivered.

Li Xiaoming doesn't usually drink much, but he just feels that he has experienced a lot today and should drink some wine to express his emotions.

"Corkscrew! Boss!"

The boss was holding a ladle in one hand and a pot in the other, so he couldn't move anywhere.

"Brother, come and get it yourself!"

Li Xiaoming had no choice but to stand up, and then placed the plate with the skewers in a conspicuous place to remind others that there was someone here.

"Eating alone is troublesome," he muttered.

When Li Xiaoming returned to his seat, he found that his seat was occupied by three young people.

Colorful afros, pink shirts, bright green pants, pointed leather shoes, and a color palette well express their identity as killers.

A young man with bright red hair lifted his feet from the stool that Li Xiaoming had just sat on. His swollen eyes were a little drunk. As he spoke, a sickening smell of alcohol filled the air, "You two, hurry up. Get lost, this table belongs to me!"

The two he was talking about were naturally referring to Li Xiaoming and the old man who was eating flower powder.

Hearing that something was wrong, the food stall owner hurried over and said to the red-haired killer with a flattering look on his face, "Master Pheasant, what kind of wind has brought you here? This way, please! This way, please!" He pointed to a smaller table next door, "This time I'll give you a 60-year-old and ten skewers!"

"Don't!" The boss's flattery made the red-haired Sha Matt feel a little overwhelmed. "Giving me things is just looking down on me. Since when did I, a pheasant, not pay for my meals?"

The stall owner's face twitched, and he couldn't hold back what he blurted out, "Yes, yes, yes, you are the righteous Pheasant. Everyone on the road knows that you are the most trustworthy!"

Pheasant? Li Xiaoming almost laughed out loud. If Cen Xiaochun heard it, the whole Causeway Bay would probably come to fix him.

Mountain worms are pretty much the same!

The red-haired Shamate pressed his palms like a big brother, "Since you said so, why is it so difficult... difficult... difficult... to be so kind?"

"But." Another green-haired Shamate who looked like a younger brother quickly added.

"Yes!" The red-head smiled with yellow teeth, "It's hard to resist hospitality, so prepare those sixtieth birthdays and grilled skewers." He sighed, "There's really nothing I can do, that's what happens when people are so handsome."

"You two, why don't you get away quickly?" Green-haired Killer Matt walked up to Li Xiaoming and threatened, while waving his fists in a show of force, "Be careful, I'll beat you to death!"

Li Xiaoming had already opened his clairvoyance eyes and saw these three people clearly. These three were not even gangsters, they were simply delinquents with no hair at all. They were as skinny as a paigujing. He said that now his power has mutated to a terrifying level, and even when he is delivering food, he can easily defeat these three weaklings.

"Why should I give up my seat to you? I think you find that the old man and I are the only ones here who are easy to bully, right?" Li Xiaoming laughed disdainfully, "I don't know if this old man will give up his seat. Anyway, I can't give up. .”

"Of course I won't let you." The old man who had been silent until now suddenly spoke, his voice full of anger.

"Did you hear that?" Li Xiaoming made a "please" gesture, "People can treat you as your grandfather. If you don't listen to your grandfather's words, are you still not a human being?!"

"You... you..." The red-haired Shamat gritted his teeth and was so angry that he couldn't even stand still. He picked up the unopened bottle of beer that Li Xiaoming placed on the table and knocked it on the table.

Bang! ! !

The bottle shattered, and the popping sound attracted the attention of everyone nearby.

"Hey... you two, don't mess with them, these little gangsters are the most annoying." The stall owner whispered, quickly put on a smiling face and apologized to the red-haired Shama, while facing Li Xiaoming winked.

The old man just looked like he was watching a good show and ate the sixty pieces in front of him one bite at a time.