Xu Damao didn't know what happened at Tianqiao Theater.

Because that night, he was different from those young people who were outside and suffering from the cold.

Lying in a warm room, hugging my beloved wife, she slept very sweetly.

The morning sun finally came, and people who had been waiting all night came.

A long queue formed automatically, and many people were looking at their watches.

At eight o'clock sharp, the ticket office window opened.

The crowd began to get restless, and everyone in line clung to the person in front, for fear that someone would cut into the queue.

At this time, the sound of bicycle bells rang in the distance, and many bells merged into one loud sound.

A dense flow of bicycles appeared at the end of the street, and young people wearing various colors of cotton and woolen coats gathered in groups, forming a strong yellow crowd and rushing toward the Tianqiao Theater.

Zhong Yuemin and his group immediately became excited.

"Hey, it's quite spectacular. All the players in the Four-Nine City are here. It's fun to watch this time."

Li Kuiyong: "Let's fight. We should kill a few of them."

"It's time for the show to begin. This is more exciting than watching a ballet."

Those young people who have just arrived seem to have no concept of queuing.

They set up their bicycles and swarmed towards the ticket booth.

The originally arranged queue suddenly became chaotic, with everyone pushing and shoving.

The noise and curses intertwined together into a huge sound.

Zhong Yuemin stood nearby, smoking a cigarette and watching coldly.

Because he discovered the famous Li Yuanchao among the crowd.

Li Yuanchao held the bicycle brake. He supported himself with one leg and the other leg was hanging on the crossbar of the bicycle. It seemed that he was just passing by and had no intention of getting off the bicycle.

Surrounded by him were a dozen young people with bright eyebrows and stern eyebrows, which made him look like he was surrounded by stars.

Li Yuanchao is tall, burly, and has a handsome face.

But he was wearing an ordinary blue uniform and looked very unique among the yellow and green clothes.

He is a leader-level figure among the "veterans", and the three words "Li Yuanchao" are his trademark.

Naturally, I can't do the same thing as those young boys, showing off everywhere in military uniforms.

Li Yuanchao looked around with a smile. People in the crowd kept saying hello to him flatteringly, and he all smiled and nodded.

Zhong Yuemin naturally waved, and Li Yuanchao returned the gesture with a smile.

Zhong Yuemin said to Li Kuiyong: "Kuiyong, that person is Li Yuanchao, what do you think?"

Li Kuiyong looked at Li Yuanchao and said disapprovingly.

"I can't see it this way, what? He is the leader of you 'veterans'?"

Zhong Yuemin said meaningfully: "We don't have a leader, but there are really not many people who dare to provoke Li Yuanchao."

Li Kuiyong stared at Li Yuanchao and said, "If I can get rid of him, I will become famous in one fell swoop."

If he hadn't agreed to Zhong Yuemin's offer, he would have wanted to go and get a job right now.

When there are more people, there will naturally be more things to do, as they are saying here.

The people queuing over there were already fighting, and Li Yuanchao was seen walking over.

The battle was resolved in a few words. Of course, this was both Li Yuanchao's face and the characteristics of a group fight.

Often when there are too many people involved, the fight breaks down.

Because there are always people who know each other in the crowd, the two sides can match each other.

The parties involved on both sides have reached a new level, and no one has lost their share.

Since we have saved face, we simply shake hands and make peace. Maybe we will become acquaintances after this two exchanges.

Although Li Yuanchao is a figure who commands the heroes, today's situation is a bit special because all the players in the city are here.

Who is not a master who is used to being the king and hegemony in his own one-third of an acre of land?

No matter how powerful Li Yuanchao was, he could not dominate the world with one hand.

He had just calmed down the conflict here when two more groups started fighting in front of the ticket window.

By this time, Li Yuanchao had already obtained the votes from his subordinates.

So he simply stopped minding other people's business, said hello to his acquaintances, and planned to leave.

However, just when he turned around, he suddenly froze.

Because a sharp dagger was pressed tightly against his stomach.

There was a very surprised expression on his face.

Even though Li Yuanchao was so old, no one dared to be so presumptuous towards him.

Could this person be impatient with life?

Li Yuanchao looked at this ferocious face and stared at him closely.

A deep scar on his cheek seemed to be trembling slightly.

All this happened silently, showing the viciousness of its owner.

After all, Li Yuanchao was also a man who had seen the storm. He stared at that face without changing his expression.

His companions, however, were horrified, and they all showed their weapons and moved forward.

Scarface growled: "Whoever dares to move, I will open his stomach."

Several people following him took a step forward at the same time and showed off their weapons.

The people under Li Yuanchao were in a dilemma for a while.

Scarface sneered and said, "You are Li Yuanchao, right? I've heard of you for a long time."

"My brothers also want to see ballet. They have never seen it before."

"I heard that dancing girls are very energetic, right?"

Li Yuanchao said calmly: "If I guess correctly, you are the 'little bastard', right?"

"I've long heard that you were going to meet me, but I didn't expect to meet you here. Stop talking nonsense, what do you want to do?"

"As expected of Li Yuanchao, he has already reached this level and still speaks so arrogantly."

"I don't have anything else to do. Come over here to find some tickets. Leave your tickets to me."

"What if I don't give it?"

"Then I will stretch out your intestines one by one and see the sun."

Li Yuanchao's men handed a few tickets to the "little bastard".

The "little bastard" had no intention of sheathing the knife. He raised his chin and signaled Li Yuanchao to clear the way for him.

Because Zhong Yuemin intentionally or unintentionally blocked the way of the "little bastard" with his dick.

Li Yuanchao waved his hand at him: "Yuemin, I accept your favor."

"I'm in trouble today, let them leave."

At this time, Li Kuiyong also jumped out and said: "Yuemin, give me some face, this is the end of today's matter."

Zhong Yuemin nodded: "Okay, for your sake, I'll let him go today."

"But Li Kuiyong, remember, the favors between you and me are equal. From now on, no one of us owes any favors."

Yuan Jun, who was in the crowd, suddenly felt colder after hearing these words from Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin and others moved out of the way, while the little bastard, Li Kuiyong and others turned to leave.

Li Yuanchao said softly and kindly: "Wait a minute, little bastard, if one day you fall into my hands, what do you think it will be like, have you ever thought about it?"

The "little bastard" smiled: "My life is cheap, so I always want to trade my life with rich people."

"I won't suffer a loss even if I exchange my life. Am I, who is barefoot, afraid of you who wears shoes?"

"Okay, you can go."

"See you next time!"

The "little bastard" and Li Kuiyong walked away.

Li Yuanchao's men all turned pale with anger.

They all started clamoring: "We can't let them go to aid Korea..."

Li Yuanchao waved his hand to stop them. He looked at the back of the little bastard without saying a word.

But his handsome face was gradually filled with murderous intent...

Everyone had stayed up all night, and they were all clamoring to find a place to catch up on their sleep.
To be continued...