his little stutter

"What about the pine nuts, Brother Sheng?"

In the gymnasium, Zhao Bei looked anxious. Although he was stupid, he was always loyal.

"He hasn't come out yet?"

Xu Zhao rested his feet on the seat in the front row and rested one hand on the back of his head, his expression still languid.

"Just came out, I guess it will be here soon." Zhao Bei replied.

Chen Zheng glanced blankly, "Can you stop being so excited, the school's punishment is a fart? Besides, there is no brother?"

After speaking, he leaned into Xu Zhao's ear and said, "Brother Sheng, we have found Lao Qian's whereabouts."

Xu Zhao cast a glance at him, "Say."

Chen Zheng continued, "Isn't there an abandoned chess and card room behind the abandoned factory, where they hid..."

Speaking of this, Chen Zheng paused, "After being caught by us last time, these bastards were so scared that they didn't go out for three days. It was the eye in Lao Qian's hand who went to deliver things to them, and was followed by Lame Lou Yes, Lame Building said there were about ten people inside, I think almost all of them are there, brother Sheng, what should we say now?"

Xu Zhao sneered, a kind of evil spirit could not be concealed in his smile, and a sternness flashed in his eyes, he put his feet down with a "snap", tilted his neck, and said indescribably bad in his tone, "Fuck you after school!" he."

Hearing this, Chen Zheng also laughed, his bad thoughts ran out of his eyes, and he took out his mobile phone, "Then I will tell Lame Lou now."

Xu Zhao said "hmm", and then said, "Be steady, don't let my brother find out."

Chen Zhengzheng called and immediately replied, "I know, I know."

Not long after the call was made, Lai Lou answered it. His voice was very hoarse, a bit like an old man over half a year old, "Hello."

Chen Zheng said, "See you at the old place at five o'clock in the afternoon."

"Brother Sheng..." Lame Lou said, "Give him the phone."

Chen Zheng handed over the phone, "Brother Sheng..."

Xu Zhao answered the phone, "What's wrong?"

Lame Lou's voice was a little low, with a hint of vigilance in his tone, "Yanzi sent a bag in..."

Yan Zi is called Cheng Yan, and he has moved with the old man for many years.

He is full of problems, he is timid, he doesn't know how to fight, he is also lustful, and he knows nothing but flattering in front of Lao Qian.

Lao Qian can keep him all the time, it is really sick.

Xu Zhao said lightly, "Have you seen what it is?"

"It seems to be knives." Lame Lou said, "There are a lot of them. I see a lot of sweat from my eyes. They should be quite heavy."

Xu Zhao's lazy eyes changed slightly, but only for a moment, and then he said, "I see."

After speaking, he lost his hand and threw the phone into Chen Zheng's arms.

Chen Zheng quickly caught it and asked, "Is there any problem, Brother Sheng?"

Xu Zhao smiled, and joked lazily, "Is that three-level bulletproof vest for special forces King Kong that you bought online last time still there?"

Chen Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Brother Sheng, did you remember wrongly, when did I buy this thing..."

Zhao Bei said silently, "I bought it, Brother Sheng."

Xu Zhao smiled relaxedly, "Go and put on that third-level vest in the afternoon."

Zhao Bei and Chen Zheng were both stunned when they heard the words, Zhao Bei said, "Brother Sheng, it's not like they're always moving and they're doing something wrong?"

Xu Zhao smiled, eyes casually said, "They brought knives."

"Knife?" Zhao Bei was stunned.

Chen Zheng kicked the chair vigorously, and got angry, "Damn, these bastards really want to kill us, it seems that we were really good people before."

The grievances between Lao Qian and Xu Zhao can be considered as old, and it was when Xu Zhao was in the second year of junior high school.

At that time, Ge Yisong, Chen Zheng, and Lailou had not been with Xu Zhao for a long time. Although the time was not long, the most important thing for young people with full blood was the word "righteousness".

Now that they are brothers, they are inseparable in life and death, and they depend on each other in misfortune and fortune.

The lame building was called Lou Tianhang. He was not lame at that time, and he could play ball with Xu Zhao and the others in a serious manner. He nimbly snatched the ball from Chen Zheng and threw it to Xu Zhao. Brother, go on."

The incident happened in the second year of junior high school, on the basketball court in the back street.

Lao Qian's original name was Ban Junjie, and his name was like a joke. He dropped out of elementary school and spent all day hanging around in the backstreets. Some money.

Unfortunately, they were targeted that day.

Xu Zhao was not short of that little money, but he was young and full of arrogance, so he showed his face to Lao Qian on the spot, "Look for your mother to borrow it."

I was used to moving along the wind and the water, and when I met such a madman, I felt that I couldn't teach him a lesson, so I just swung my fist.

There were ten or so people behind the old move. They were used to fighting, and they were five or six years older than Xu Zhao and the others. Xu Zhao and his party consisted of four people, junior high school students, and they were outnumbered in the end. .

Lao Qian laughed so disgustingly, with a dark face, he went up and slapped Xu Zhao, "You fucking show me again, you don't have money, right? If you don't have money, take off my clothes, I see Is there any money left?"

Only then did he take off his coat, and he smiled, "Hey, this sweater is still from Nike, at least it's worth five hundred, right?"

After he finished speaking, his face became ruthless, "Go ahead and pick it up!"

Picking up the last item, Lao Qian stopped and went up to pat Xu Zhao's face, "Tell me, do you have any money?"

Xu Zhao sneered, eyes contemptuous, and said slowly, "I have no money!"

"Okay, it's tough enough..." Lao moved a finger to indicate, "I also took off his trousers."

For a normal man, the worst thing he can see is that he loses all his face and loses his dignity.

Perhaps dignity is a burden, but at this moment, in the eyes of the young man, this burden is something he must bear.

In other words, as long as you are a person, you must have dignity.

And now his dignity is being lost bit by bit.

Chen Zheng and Zhao Bei were so angry that they wanted to stand up, but they couldn't exert their strength, and the two big men behind them were restraining their hands.

Lame Lou's eyes were red with anger, although he hadn't been with Xu Zhao for long, but from the moment he decided to follow him, he had long regarded Xu Zhao as a brother.

To be brothers is to be inseparable in life and death, and to depend on each other in misfortune and fortune.

He didn't know where the energy came from, so he really opened his hand, raised his foot and kicked the man who was picking up Xu Zhao's clothes, and before he could make another move, the two men behind came up again up.

Lao Qian spat a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, "Hit me."

The man responded, picked up the pole on the ground, and slammed it on his leg...

Since then, Lailou's legs have been lame.

Xu Zhao said that if Lao Qiang had disabled one of his lame legs, he would always have both of his legs disabled.

In four years, they had played against each other three times. The first and second time were three years ago. Laoqian and the others were messed up badly, but unfortunately, they all ran away in the end.

Later, I guess Lao Qian also had some self-knowledge, knowing that he couldn't beat Xu Zhao, and when they saw Xu Zhao, they would take a detour or hide, and it would be difficult to find them again.

The last time they fought was at the abandoned factory, and the police came before they even made a move.

"Brother Sheng, is he trying to kill us?" Zhao Bei asked.

"Could it be that he bought it back and cut vegetables at home?" Chen Zheng was speechless, and turned to Xu Zhao, "Shall we get some guys too?"

Xu Zhao glanced at him, "Are you afraid?"

"How can I, that's not what I mean." Chen Zheng said, "I'm just afraid..."

Xu Zhao stood up, "I only use my fists to beat people. If you want to bring something, you can take it. Don't ask me such trivial things."

Just as he was talking, Ge Yisong trotted over and jumped over the fence. Zhao Bei hurried up and asked, "How is it? Are you okay?"

Ge Yisong shook his hands, looking indifferent, "I'll see you on the rostrum this afternoon, what else can I do."

"Didn't I call your mother? Aren't you the most afraid of your mother?" Zhao Bei asked.

"I called." Ge Yisong said in a relaxed tone, "Brother Sheng found a group performer, and he's already drinking tea in Caibao's office."

Zhao Bei smiled, "I said, look at you so relaxed."

Xu Zhao walked down while talking, his tone was very natural, without even the slightest vigilance, as if he said casually, "Be careful in the afternoon."

Chen Zheng, Zhao Bei and Ge Yisong were all silent.

What that means, they know all too well.

Perhaps in their hearts, it was not just a so-called battle of revenge between men, but also a long-lost battle of dignity.

They want to regain the dignity left behind in the past.

Over the years, Xu Zhaohun's success has flourished, and his fists have become more and more powerful. No one dares to speak loudly in front of him anymore.

But it was hard for him to forget that afternoon. On that basketball court, his clothes were stripped to the ground, and he fell to the ground with his hands on his legs, his eyes were closed and his head was sweating in pain. The hands that couldn't be opened with all their strength, their eyes were full of anger and hatred...

From that day on, he swore that he would trample them under his feet and bury them forever with those rotten branches and leaves.