his little stutter

Lao Qian was startled, and shouted, "Xu Huaisheng, are you fucking playing with me?"

It's a pity that with the sound of waving fists, they were drowned in the restless crowd.

I saw Xu Zhao swung his fist towards the big man beside him, and then kicked him in the crotch. The big man suffered a disadvantage and fell to the ground in pain.

Chen Zheng, Ge Yisong and Zhao Bei also quickly moved their hands when they heard the words.

The old people also rushed forward, and the scene was very chaotic.

Lao Qian yelled in a vicious voice, "Fuck it to death!"

Four against fourteen.

This is a reenactment of the scene on the basketball court four years ago.

Only this time, they will never let their dignity be humiliated again.

Xu Zhao's movements were fast, his clenched fist with bulging veins, the force was stronger than that of the baseball bat in Chen Zheng's hand, hitting the person on the body, making people breathless.

After a while, there were already five or six people in Laoqian who were so painful that they couldn't make any effort.

When Lao Qian saw this situation, he was angry and anxious, and planned to smash the pot.

He called out to the eyes beside him, and scolded, "Bring the things here!"

Yanzi was hiding aside, and asked after hearing the words, "What?"

Lao Qian kicked him, and was about to scold him, when his eyes suddenly understood, "Brother Qian, I, I know."

Lao Qian was furious, "Hurry up!"

Eyes flustered, "Brother Qian, didn't you say it's only used to frighten people?"

Lao Qian slapped him directly, "Blur a few times, you see, who can be bluffed, don't hurry up!"

Although they have never done good things, there is always a bottom line for beating people and making trouble. However, at this moment, Lao Qian obviously forgot about the bottom line.

Covering his face with his eyes, he hurriedly handed over a knife and said, "Brother Qian, don't kill yourself!"

Lao Qian took the knife, "What the hell are you talking about!"

Then he turned his face and looked at Xu Zhao, who was kicking his brother in the crowd, with a fierce and ferocious expression on his face, "Xu Huaisheng, how dare you fucking play me! Go to hell with me!"

After speaking, he walked into the chaotic crowd with a knife in his hand.

Chen Zheng, Ge Yisong, and Zhao Bei have been following Xu Zhao. Although the strength of their fists is not as strong as Xu Zhao's, they have trained hard, and they can handle these people with ease.

Lao Qian swung his sword at Xu Zhao, Xu Zhao dodged to hide behind him, and kicked him in the back, causing Lao Qian to fall forward and fall on the chair, even with his face on his face. pain.

Yan Zi hurried over to help him, and while helping him, he flicked the ashes of the old man's clothes, and said in a low voice, "Brother Qian, let me be honest, this saber is useless in front of Xu Huaisheng. Can handle him."

Lao Qian looked at him with a ferocious expression, and quickly said, "I don't mean you are an ordinary person, who are you? Back then it would scare people to pee, but now it's not very Is it unusual, I have an idea, Brother Qian, look at the four of them..."

He pointed to Xu Zhao, Ge Yisong, Chen Zheng, and Zhao Bei, "These people are not easy to deal with right now, if you really want to make a move, just make a move..."

His eyes drifted slowly, and finally drifted to the lame building in the corner, "The worst of the four of them is Zhao Bei, you first pretend to mess with Zhao Bei, and then take advantage of them not paying attention..."

He smiled meaningfully, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Lao Qian immediately smiled knowingly, "You are still smart."

Lao Qian picked up the knife and swung it at Zhao Bei. Zhao Bei quickly dodged when he saw someone coming from behind, but Lao Qian's move was false. What he really wanted to do was to destroy the lame building guarded by four people in the corner.

His expression was ferocious, and the movement of swinging the knife was very big, as if he really wanted to leave the life of the lame building under the knife.

He moved quickly and swung over quickly.

There was only a little distance left, and the lame building was too inconvenient to dodge in time. It was Xu Zhao who had quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the baseball bat from Chen Zheng's hand and threw it at Lao Qian's head, and then quickly punched Lao Qian's lower abdomen. Moving back and dodging, the blade slashed across Xu Zhao's arm, leaving a cut that was neither long nor short, and the blood rushed out of the restraint in an instant.

Chen Zheng rushed over immediately, blocking Xu Zhao's fist, "Brother Sheng!"

Although they had fought many times over the years, they had never suffered any serious injuries. At most, they had been punched here and left with a bruise there.

Never before has a scratch been left behind.

Although this kind of injury itself is not very serious, it is just that the blade cut through the epidermis, but for them, it is the most serious injury they have suffered in these years.

Lame Lou struggled to stand up, he was injured and sat on the ground, his legs and feet were inconvenient, he struggled several times but failed to stand up.

Ge Yisong and Zhao Bei became anxious when they saw the blood on Xu Zhao's arm. They were worried that something was wrong with Xu Zhao, so they punched harder and harder.

Xu Zhao sneered, didn't even look at the injury on his arm, went straight up and started doing it with Lao Qian.

Compared to before, the savage expression on his face became heavier, and the cut on his arm not only didn't slow down his movements, but was even faster.

After Lao Qian and Xu Zhao went through a few tricks, it gradually became difficult. He knew very well what the end would be if he continued to do it.

Lao Qian gave Yanzi a look, and shouted, "Quick."

After he finished speaking, he retreated towards the back door while hiding from Xu Zhao. When he reached the door, he threw the knife at Xu Zhao and shouted, "Retreat!"

In an instant, the remaining twelve brothers who were always moving in the chess and card room quickly fled.

Chen Zheng and the others had no intention of chasing him any more, so they rushed to Xu Zhao, and Zhao Bei asked, "Brother Sheng, are you alright?"

Chen Zheng's tone was a bit aggressive, "Can you be smart for a while, it's okay?"

Zhao Bei was scolded innocently, "Then hurry up and call 120 for a taxi."

Chen Zheng replied, "Call 120? I think you are afraid that others will not know what we are doing here."

Ge Yisong helped up the lame building in the corner. It was very difficult for the lame building to walk, but he wanted to walk faster, so his steps were a little messy.

Walking in front of Xu Zhao, staring blankly at the injury on his arm, he slowly called out, "Brother Sheng."

Xu Zhao turned his face away, "Don't make a fuss."

Ge Yisong thought deeply from the side, "That's right, what a big deal, this kind of scratch will take less than half a month, hey, tell me, it's so unfair, no one came to the hospital to take it to me when I was in a car accident before. The care of tea and water cares about me..."

Chen Zheng replied, "Forget it, there is no shortage of us in your ward, so don't feel sour here."

The blood flowed down Xu Zhao's arm and slowly flowed from the fingertips to the ground.

Chen Zheng took off his coat, tore off a short sleeve inside, and grabbed Xu Zhao's hand, "Brother Sheng, stop the bleeding first."

"Would you? Don't cure me to death."

He stretched out his hand in a nonchalant joke.

"Anyway, it's right to stop the bleeding first."

In fact, Chen Zheng has never bandaged anyone, he just saw it on TV, learned a little, and said while wrapping, "Brother Sheng, I will fix it for you first, and we will go to the hospital later."

Xu Zhao didn't respond, looking at the lame building next to him, "What's going on?"

Lame Lou felt ashamed on his face, "I was careless, I fell into Lao Qian's trick."

Xu Zhao probably guessed what was going on, so he didn't ask further, "Apart from the face, where else is the injury?"

"Nothing."

Lame Lou replied.

Ge Yisong interjected, "What's wrong, you can't even get up yet, did they hit your legs?"

"No." Lame Lou lowered his head.

His hair is long, reaching to his chin, as long as he lowers his head, the hair on both sides of his cheeks will block his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

"My feet are numb. They have been tying me up." Lame Lou explained.

"Really?" Ge Yisong asked suspiciously.

"Hmm." Lame Lou said.

"Why ask so many questions, let's go directly to the hospital." Chen Zheng wrapped Xu Zhao's arm, "Brother Sheng, it's all right, let's go to the hospital first."

After he finished speaking, he walked outside. Ge Yisong supported the lame building, and raised him while walking, "Slow down, there is a pit, your legs are not good and your eyes are not good."

Outside the chess and card room is a stretch of wasteland with green trees. It has just rained, and the muddy ground outside has absorbed water. The ground is slippery and rotten, making it extremely difficult to walk on.

Ge Yisong lowered his body and turned his head to Lailou and said, "Hurry up, get on."

Lame Lou was also polite, "Thank you."

As soon as he turned a corner, Xu Zhao stepped into a dirt pit, half of his trouser legs were dirty, and his white sneakers were covered in mud.

Chen Zheng teased him, "Brother Sheng, your eyes are not good either."

Xu Zhao lowered his head and rolled up his trousers, "Get out."

Ge Yisong walked with the lame building on his back and said, "Brother Sheng, why don't you find a place to polish your shoes first?"

Xu Zhao stood up and glanced, "Do I need to be so delicate?"

Ge Yisong said deeply, "Brother Sheng, I don't feel sorry for you. I just feel sorry for my car. My dad just got it. If I made it like that, I will definitely beat me to death. Please spare my life."

He turned around, looked at Chen Zheng and Zhao Bei, and said tentatively, "Everyone? Just find a place first?"

Zhao Bei said, "You can't do it, Songzi. Either you are afraid of your mother or your father. You haven't learned anything about our brother's arrogance."

Ge Yisong retorted, "Who said that brother Sheng is not afraid of his brother?"

Xu Zhao glanced at him, "You're challenging me? Brother Song?"

Ge Yisong chuckled, "How dare you, Brother Sheng."

After finishing speaking, he consciously led the way to the river, walked in front, and tilted his head to signal a small river not far ahead, "Everyone, look, that is an excellent treasure land, it is definitely a good place to wash shoes, Ma Liu's action stand up!"

He has the car keys, and no one can get in the car without him.

Several people had no choice but to follow him to the river.

Walking over and looking, it is really a clear river. It is probably a place where no bird shits. Few people come here all the year round, so it can survive in today's society where environmental pollution is so serious.

Ge Yisong felt a little guilty, and walked beside Xu Zhao, "Brother Sheng, let me shine your shoes."

Xu Zhao squatted down, "Get out of here."

Ge Yisong explained seriously, "Brother Sheng, don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to curry favor with you, I'm mainly afraid that others will think I'm bullying the disabled."

Xu Zhao raised his eyes, "Disabled people?"

He stretched out his hand and squeezed Ge Yisong's wrist, smiling casually, "Disabled people?"

Ge Yisong's voice changed, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

Xu Zhao let go, and Ge Yisong rubbed his hands and walked aside, "It's really hurt, it's fake hurt, why is it so strong."

Xu Zhao squatted by the river and wiped his trousers with some water. They skipped class for half a day. It was already evening, and the halo of dusk was reflected in the river, which turned yellow.

Chen Zheng pushed Xu Zhao, looked at his side and back, "Brother Sheng, is that the stutter?"