Southern tide

It was the hottest day in July when Zhou Ming sheath climbed out of the high wall of the military academy and headed south all the way to Hong Kong City in disgrace.This is almost the southernmost point of the motherland.He never got this far in his life.From north to south, there is no snow anymore.

He was looking for someone, looking for his mother.His memory of this woman was almost blurred, he only knew that she had gone to the south to start a small business, and she must have remarried.

This woman's mistake is that she shouldn't provoke the rich and powerful.

He was 20 years old at the time, and was born two and more three months earlier than Mu Yang, but he hadn't met him at that time and didn't know about it.

The first meal he ate in Hong Kong City was porridge.For three yuan, a large bowl will make you feel full.Because he has no money.

He is too poor, and it is his own ability to escape all the way and live to this day.He knew that there was a way out of the dirtiest and messiest places, so he found this fly house in a small alley.He purposely exposed the knife in his pocket when he ate, so the rogue-eyed thief didn't get his idea.

But filling the stomach and walking deep into the alley is not the same thing.

The young punks don't know how to read words.They are the cockroaches of the city, stalking around with their whiskers stretched out.They saw the jade on Zhou Mingsheath's neck, it was really a beautiful amulet!So greedy.

Their hair is colorful, and none of them are pleasing to the eye.Standing in a row, they surrounded Zhou Ming like a rainbow.In the midst of such crowds, Zhou Mingxie suddenly saw a young man sitting on the trash can not far away.He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, put it to his mouth, and lit it with a cracked lighter.

Spit out in a circle and look back at people.A strong, pretty face.If it weren't for the small scar at the corner of his eye and the red lotion on his cheek, Zhou Mingshe would really have regarded him as a woman.

He doesn't say anything, doesn't participate, but obviously, he is the backbone of this group.

Zhou Mingshea rolled up his sleeves, revealing the powerful muscles on his forearms.With a slight bow, the veins bulged, it was scary, someone swallowed, took a step back, was grabbed by his companion, and received a vicious look.Zhou Mingshea had a panoramic view of their reactions, but his face remained expressionless.He suddenly felt a little greedy for the cigarette in the boy's mouth.He was also holding back his anger.

Zhou Mingshen said: "After thinking about it, let's do it. The medical expenses are not covered."

This is the rule of fighting in the capital.Although he is considered a young master, he is the mistress' child after all.Young master brother doesn't fight, bastards with dirty backgrounds are fine.So he learned a lot of fighting skills and rules of the world from those bastards in the old alley.Later, he was sent to a military academy, where he didn't learn anything else, and he made better progress in fighting.So he politely dropped a warning first, so as not to deceive people too much.

Young people, even if their calves are trembling with fear, they will bite the bullet and try to be brave.It seems that taking a step back is like passing under the crotch of a person like Han Xin, so it is impossible to give in.They came up with wooden sticks, iron rods, and kitchen knives with gaps, and pretended to chop at Zhou Ming's sheath. Zhou Ming's sheath sighed and responded with it.

How can there be any reason to take a gun with bare hands if you lay down the weapon first?With quick eyesight and quick hands, he unloaded all these knives, guns and sticks.Then he parried smoothly, twisted a person's wrist with a "snap" on the left, and kicked a person's stomach with a "bang" on the right, just like his father watching a Beijing opera, like a martial arts student spinning around, the flower work is beautiful.

So in less than 10 minutes, a few gangsters yelled on the ground.

The man sitting on the trash can happened to finish his cigarette, squinted his eyes, stepped on the cigarette butt on the ground, and jumped down with his pockets in his pocket.

He wasn't dressed like a gangster, just a white short sleeve.It seems that it has been washed many times, and the corners of the clothes are torn.The clothes were originally loose, but he was sweating, and the sweat stuck to his body, outlining the figure of a young man.The ups and downs of the chest, the thinness of the waistline.Zhou Mingxie later envied all of Mu Yang's belts, because they could confine the man's waist for a long time.

Of course, on the first day we met, Zhou Mingshe was still lustful.

He got into a fight and lost half his life without breathing.There were wounds on his arms and blood was smeared on his face.He licked the blood from his lips with the tip of his tongue, and wiped the sweat from his temples.He was half a head taller than Mu Yang, looking at him coldly.

Mu Yang still squinted his eyes.He seemed to be watching the sunset behind Zhou Mingshea.Later, Zhou Mingxiu told him that you don't need to look for the sun...you yourself are more dazzling than the sun.But Mu Yang didn't know these things at that time.

Regarding the fact that his brother was beaten all over the ground by Zhou Ming's scabbard, he didn't say a word, but calmly said: "I can't beat you."

It's very self-aware.

Zhou Mingshea raised his eyebrows, and looked at him mockingly.He unbuttoned two buttons at his collar, exposing a bit of his chest.Beads of sweat rolled over, and he suddenly felt itchy.His heart was itchy, looking at Mu Yang, his heart was itchy and irritable.It's hot, the Lingnan tide is surging...

Among the waves, there is still the love/tide of young people.

So Zhou Mingxie said, "You can escape."

He was also tired, so he showed mercy and let the beauty go.

As a result, Mu Yang said, "No, I want to fight."

He threw the backpack behind him aside casually, and twisted his wrist and knuckles in a "creaking" manner.He didn't need to say a word, Zhou Mingxie knew what he meant.escape?There is no such page in the dictionary of young people.

Zhou Mingshean replied: "Good choice." He lowered his eyes, "Because even if you escape, I will chase after you."

Mu Yang has already provoked him.

The two little beasts were battered and bruised.They collapsed to the ground at the same moment when the setting sun was completely hidden behind the mountain.Mu Yang's short-sleeved T-shirt was torn, and Zhou Ming had a scar on the inside of his arm.This scar did not heal afterward, and became the mark Mu Yang gave him.He went to a tattoo parlor, changed his scar into a horizon, and got a sun tattoo.At that time, he frowned in pain, Mu Yang smiled and coaxed him beside him, fiddled with his earlobe, and was grabbed by Zhou Ming's scabbard.

Zhou Mingshean later thought, it was a very hot day.