Zhu Mu Lang Ma

Fu Kun and Sun Wei haven't fought together for a long time. Although today's situation looks like a beating, they are still very excited.

If this kind of beating is a foregone conclusion, if you want to take advantage of it, you must react quickly and take action quickly.

Wang Zhiqiang was their target in the first place, and since the kid has a nose injury, he must not have made a quick move, so Fu Kun and Sun Wei jumped out of the car, and rushed towards Wang Zhiqiang without giving Tang Jun and his gang any time to react. .

The first punch was thrown by Fu Kun. Wang Zhiqiang subconsciously tilted his head back because he was worried about his nose.

But Fu Kun's target was not his nose, but his stomach.

Fu Kun knew what it was like to be punched in the stomach. He lifted the tabletop once and hit the wall. The tabletop hit his stomach and made him speechless for several minutes.

Sun Wei was simpler and ruder than him, and hit him directly with the head.

Wang Zhiqiang fell to the ground while Tang Jun and the others blinked a few times.

But after that, Fu Kun and Sun Wei basically had no chance to make a move.

The other party is a gangster in the third grade of junior high school, tall and powerful, who was supposed to stand up for others. It was already shameful enough to be kicked out of the school by the security guards before, but now he was snatched first, so he rushed forward.

Fu Kun is more experienced in beatings than in fighting. He has always felt that it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses in a fight, the important thing is not to get hurt after the fight.

After being attacked, he and Sun Wei squatted down next to the wall next to them, and put their schoolbags on their heads.

But today's luck was not very good, the other party soon discovered that greetings on the back and legs could not teach them a lesson.

Tang Jun rushed up and grabbed Fu Kun's schoolbag, pulled Fu Kun to the ground, and kicked on his left rib.

Fu Kun suddenly felt a sharp pain, and then the hand that was protecting his face was kicked by the leather shoe, almost hitting him in the face.

After these few greetings, Fu Kun could tell that this group of people didn't intend to do anything to Sun Wei, and the only target was him.

When he was trying to get Sun Wei to find a chance to run away, Sun Wei had already struggled and jumped on him.

"Fuck you guys!" Sun Wei roared, holding Fu Kun in his arms, blocking the fists and shoe soles that fell on his back.

"Stupid." Fu Kun cursed in a suppressed voice, trying to get Sun Wei off of him, but Sun Wei hugged him very tightly, with the air of seeing death as if he was a buddy who died bravely.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Wang Zhiqiang rushed over and kicked Fu Kun's ass.

Fu Kun couldn't bear being kicked in the butt, and wanted to reach out and pull a leg to knock down one, but Sun Wei, who had turned into a protective umbrella, hugged him tightly, and he failed to reach out twice.

"Call him fucking grandpa," Wang Zhiqiang kicked his ass again, cursing, "Slapping you is as easy as hitting your good-for-nothing brother!"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, Fu Kun, who was about to tell Sun Wei to let go of him, was stunned for a moment, and then anger rushed from his feet all over his body.

He threw off Sun Wei who was protecting him, and stood up against the fists of several people. He was hit on the face a few times, but he still looked at Wang Zhiqiang's direction, and kicked his leg against the wall behind him. , The whole person ran into Wang Zhiqiang.

Wang Zhiqiang probably didn't expect that Fu Kun would suddenly burst out with such strength, and when he saw that his eyes were flushed, he felt flustered and was knocked down to the ground again.

"I'll fuck your sister!" Fu Kun rode on Wang Zhiqiang's stomach with strength, raised his fist and smashed it at Wang Zhiqiang's nose, "Bastard!"

As soon as the two punches hit him, Wang Zhiqiang uttered a scream. He raised his hand to protect his nose, but he didn't dare to touch his face. Blood seeped out from under the gauze covering his nose.

"Fuck you!" Fu Kun punched him again.

But the punch didn't work hard, and Tang Jun kicked him on the shoulder.

After Fu Kun ignored it, he slammed fists and other random things on his body like drums. He just had a thought in his mind, this bastard beat Fu Yijie!

The cut on Fu Yijie's face was made by this bastard!

Fu Yijie's book was ruined by this bastard!

Because this bastard dislikes him, Fu Yijie will only fight stupidly!

king!eight!Egg!

The amazing strength stimulated by his full of anger made him continue to kick and kick Wang Zhiqiang even though he was under siege.

Sun Wei had no way to rush forward to protect Fu Kun. Fu Kun beat Wang Zhiqiang, and several people surrounded Fu Kun to beat him.

He felt that Wang Zhiqiang might have Fu Kun's nose knocked off if things continued like this, and Fu Kun probably wouldn't be able to do well, but he looked around, but there was no one to turn to for help.

"Stop beating me and fuck your ancestors!" Sun Wei roared and rushed over to Tang Jun's back several times.

Tang Jun punched Sun Wei in the face back, and a golden flower on a black background floated in front of his eyes.

Just when Sun Wei thought that Fu Kun was about to die on the street in the scuffle, a scream came from behind.

The scream was high-pitched and bright, full of breath, and lasted a long time.

"Ah-ah-ah-"

Everyone in the melee slowed down because of the disturbing voice. Several people turned their heads, and Sun Wei also turned his head, and saw a girl standing behind him, probably five or six years older than them It looked like he was screaming desperately with his eyes wide open.

"What are you shouting for?" Tang Jun was very uneasy by the screaming. After all, this was a fight, and there was a woman screaming all the time, so the activity couldn't go on.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Hooligans?Who played hooligans?A group of men who are playing hooligans!

"Help—hooligans—help—" the girl continued to scream, her voice probably reaching half a street away.

Someone ran out from the nearby alley: "Where are you playing hooligans!"

"Hooligans playing hooligans—" The girl immediately started jumping when she saw someone, pointing at Tang Jun and the others, "Hooligans—"

"Fuck!" Tang Jun's face turned green, and he wanted to rush over and slap the woman to shut her up, but the uncles and aunts over there had already started to run up to beat the hooligans, so he could only yell out loudly, "Let's go! Mom forces him to be lucky!"

When the uncle and aunt ran to the scene of the incident, Tang Jun and Wang Zhiqiang got on their bikes and ran away.

The girl continued to scream: "The hooligan ran away—"

"Hey..." Fu Kun, who was half kneeling on the ground, groaned, "Sister, stop screaming, it's giving me a headache."

"Thank you uncle," the girl bowed to the person who was chasing, "Thank you aunt, the hooligans are scared away."

The people who were going to catch hooligans and lead the crowd watched Fu Kun and Sun Wei with bruised noses and swollen faces for a while, and then slowly dispersed amidst the girl's continuous bows and thanks.

"Kunzi, how are you?" Sun Wei couldn't open one eye, so he supported Fu Kun and looked at him with one eye.

"It's okay." Fu Kun stood up slowly, his whole body hurt, but according to his experience, he didn't have a broken bone, and there was blood on his hands, Wang Zhiqiang's nosebleed, and blood from punching his teeth.

"Are you Fu Kun?" The girl walked up to them.

"Well," Fu Kun raised his head and looked at her, ponytail, big eyes, a bit familiar, but couldn't remember who it was, "You are?"

"I'm Cheng Qingqing. My dad also works for the bus company. I live in the courtyard next to yours." The girl smiled.

Uncle Cheng's daughter!Fu Kun immediately remembered, Uncle Cheng's daughter who brought back a grandson when she came back after being missing for a year.

"Ah... Sister Qingqing, thank you." Fu Kun wanted to smile, but felt pain when he pulled the corner of his mouth.

"You're welcome," Cheng Qingqing flicked her ponytail, "I saw the yelling as soon as I turned around. I didn't want to worry about it, but it looks like you. If it's you, I have to worry about it, neighbor."

"Thank you, sister," Sun Wei was still smiling, and Cheng Qingqing smiled, "Why are you shouting for the hooligans..."

"Then what are you shouting for? Fighting? Who cares about fighting? Stupid," Cheng Qingqing also laughed. "You have to catch hooligans before someone is willing to take care of it, or you have to shout for fire."

Today, when Fu Kun came home, he was very quiet. He got out of the car outside the yard, pushed and trotted and parked the car with his head down.

When I went upstairs, I was like a thief. At this time, my mother had already returned from get off work. This week, my father worked in the morning and is now at home. With his virtue, he has to be cleaned up when he comes home.

He had to quietly, quietly...sneak into Xia Fei's house.

Everyone was busy cooking in the kitchen, Xia Fei was reading in the room, and was startled when he looked up and saw Fu Kun.

"Ancestor!" Xia Fei lowered his voice, "What's wrong with you?"

"I had a fight with someone," Fu Kun ran to the mirror and looked at himself, suddenly desperate, "Oh, why did my face become so virtuous!"

"Don't worry about your face," Xia Fei pulled him, lifted his clothes and checked in circles, "Is there any injury on your body?"

"It's okay, the bones are all whole, I came back by bicycle," Fu Kun grinned, "Brother Xiaofei, do me a favor."

"Let me find your mother?" Xia Fei glanced at him.

"Well, I probably don't have a chance to explain when I appear in front of her like this, and my dad is also at home." Fu Kun nodded, and briefly explained the matter to Xia Fei, "I really plan to not fight back and get beaten up." Come on, but he said he hit half of it, do you think I can still move! Hey, my face..."

Fu Yijie saw Fu Kun walking into the house after his mother, and dropped the pen in his hand to the ground.

Fu Kun hasn't had a fight for a long time, and today it's like this!

Her face was bruised and purple, the corners of her mouth were swollen, and her shirt was black and gray, and she ran behind her when she pulled it.

Dad, who has always been calm when dealing with Kun, was shocked: "You are being run over by a car!"

"It has to be the bus running back and forth to have this effect," the mother replied, and told her father what Xia Fei told her, and then pulled Fu Yijie to her side, "Son, why don't you do this?" Tell the family?"

"I'm afraid my brother will fight." Fu Yijie replied in a low voice.

Fu Yijie didn't turn on the tear switch this time, but his wrinkled eyebrows and trembling voice still made Fu Kun feel uncomfortable. He quickly turned around and faced the mirror, staring at his disheveled face: " It's not that I haven't fought before, you are my younger brother, can you be bullied casually, if I don't know, forget it, if I know, can I still pretend I don't know?"

"Shut up, go take a shower, and apply the medicine for you later." Mom turned and glared at him, then reached out and pressed Fu Yijie's brow, "If you don't tell your brother, you have to tell mom and dad. Do you know? Even if you want to fight, you have to let your father do it, or let Zhang Qingkai..."

Fu Yijie nodded.

"What are you talking about!" Dad hurriedly interrupted mom, "This mother is the one."

Fu Kun lay on Fu Yijie's bed after taking a shower, and his mother applied bruises to him.

Fu Yijie has been standing on the bedside, staring at Fu Kun. He didn't see that it was so serious when Fu Kun was wearing his clothes. Now that he took off his clothes, Fu Yijie couldn't speak when he saw the bruises all over his body. .

"Take off your pants." Mom patted Fu Kun's buttocks.

"Myself," Fu Kun quickly grabbed his pants, "myself..."

"Can you wipe it off!"

"One piece, one piece, one piece..." Fu Kun said in succession.

"I'll do it." Fu Yijie took the medicine bottle from his mother.

"Oh, I learned to be shy." Mom smiled and turned and walked out of the hut.

Fu Yijie took off Fu Kun's underpants carefully.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt now." Fu Kun said.

Fu Yijie pulled the underpants to his calf, and he took a deep breath: "Hey——"

"Don't tell me it doesn't hurt?" Fu Yijie was stunned.

"You don't have an intermediate gear? Except for slow motion..."

"I'm sorry." Fu Yijie whispered, lowered his head, poured the potion into his hands, rubbed it, and slowly rubbed it on Fu Kun's buttocks.

"Ah?" Fu Kun didn't understand, "I'm sorry for what?"

Fu Yijie didn't speak anymore, Fu Kun wouldn't understand the meaning of his sorry.

He felt that he had considered everything thoroughly, but he never thought that such an obvious possibility would not be taken into consideration.

Wang Zhiqiang and Fu Kun got married not in a day or two, but for several years. If he hit Wang Zhiqiang himself, the first thing Wang Zhiqiang would think of would be Fu Kun.

Why are you so stupid?

How come you didn't even think of this?

I spent a few days thinking about beating Wang Zhiqiang, but I didn't expect this!

Seeing that Fu Kun's smooth skin was full of scars, Fu Yijie's hand that applied the medicine trembled uncontrollably, feeling distressed, angry, and remorseful.

Fu Kun felt it, and twisted his neck to look back: "A bit."

"Huh?" Fu Yijie responded.

"Are you crying?" Fu Kun couldn't see his face clearly, only the desk lamp was turned on in the small room.

"No," Fu Yijie continued to apply the medicine, "You want to see me cry?"

"Don't you cry whenever you have something to do? Now that I've been beaten like this, you didn't cry," Fu Kun said happily, "I'm not used to it."

Fu Yijie's hands shook again, and he raised his head: "Brother."

"Ah?" Fu Kun was stunned for a moment, this time he saw the tears in Fu Yijie's eyes clearly, and quickly sat up, "You are really crying! You are crying!"

"I'm sorry." Fu Yijie said.

"What are you sorry for?" Fu Kun was anxious, put his arms around his shoulders, and kissed his forehead several times, "It's not your fault!"

Fu Yijie didn't make a sound, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Fu Kun, the tears in his eyes were gone.

"It's over?" Fu Kun also stared at him.

"I will protect you in the future," Fu Yijie said with a serious face, "No one can bully you!"

Fu Kun didn't recover from this nonsensical sentence for a long time, and sat down on the bed in surprise.

"Ouch!" The soreness in his butt made him yell out. He pressed his back against the wall and tried to lift his butt, but his back hurt and he wanted to relax his back, but his butt hurt again.

While tossing back and forth, Fu Yijie leaned in front of him, kneeling and straddling him.

"What are you doing……"

Before Fu Kun finished speaking, Fu Yijie suddenly leaned over with his hands on the wall and kissed him on the mouth.

After kissing, she didn't move away, but held her breath and kept her lips next to him without moving.

Fu Kun didn't move either, he was confused by Fu Yijie's inexplicable words and his current inexplicable actions.

Just as he was wondering what this kid was going crazy, something wet and soft touched his lips.

It was the tip of Fu Yijie's tongue.

Fu Kun's eyes widened, and he shrank back suddenly: "What are you licking!"