What kind of bad thoughts can the monitor have?

When Ji Zhun walked to the intersection, he realized that the car he had just called had been cancelled.

He looked back at the deep and dark alley, he really didn't want Heizi who had drunk some wine and was in a bad mood to see him off.So I walked along the sidewalk all the way towards my home, planning to try to call a car again after passing this section of the road.

The night air was humid and hot, as if there had been a heavy rain that hadn't come down.Even a person like Ji Zhun who doesn't like to sweat feels sticky and uncomfortable on his neck at this moment.

"Waterfall," the soundtrack to the movie "Happy Together," was playing in the headphones.

Ji Zhun and Lu Rover watched this film together. At first it was purely novel, because Lu Rover told him that there was a bed scene between Leslie Cheung and Tony Leung.As a result, Jizhun really got to see it, and was even moved for a time, so that he didn't feel that there was any violation of the love between men and women in the film.

However, Ji Zhun felt that this should have something to do with the stylization of the actors themselves and the director.

Accompanied by the eloquent singing in the earphones, Ji Zhun entered an underground passage.Occasionally, a few cars passed by at high speed in front of him, and the cold white lights dazzled his face.

There were six people standing not far away, gathering together with cigarettes in their mouths, and three motorcycles were parked beside them.

When Ji Zhun passed by them, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol. He passed in front of several people with no expression on his face, then pretended to lower his head to change songs, clicked on the name of Heizi in the address book, and walked further quick.

It was so quiet, those people were not chatting at all.As well as their gazes, Jizhun shouldn't be able to detect their mistakes, and there is a high probability that they are coming for him.

When the arm behind him suddenly locked towards Ji Zhun's neck, Ji Zhun bent down to avoid the attack.Then he bent his elbow and pounded hard on the man's stomach.

"Well--!"

A painful groan came from behind, and Ji Zhun ran away.At the same time, he dialed Heizi's phone.

However, before he ran out of the underground passage, three motorcycles had already blocked Jizhun's eyes.

The phone in his hand was knocked out by one of the bald men with a baseball bat.In the next second, Jizhun only felt a soreness in his waist and eyes, and he nodded his head.

"This kid has called someone, let's take him to another place first."

After the bald head finished speaking, Mohawk behind him jumped down and stood behind Ji Zhun.

"Get in the car." Moxi hurriedly said.

Ji Zhun's pupils shrank, and his lips were pursed into a line.

If it didn't feel wrong, someone was holding a screwdriver on his waist.

"You have been staring at me for a long time." Ji Zhun asked in a calm tone as much as possible, "You have been following me since before I entered the game hall."

"Heh." The bald head sneered.

Ji Zhun took a deep breath and said, "Since you already know that the owner of the game hall on Luji Street can't be messed with, why are you making things difficult for me now?"

"Little brother, it's not that we want to make things difficult for you." Moxigan behind him pushed the screwdriver forward again, "You're annoying, and we also use money to do things. Don't worry, don't die, just take it as a lesson for you, Let's take a picture so we can go back and do business."

"This place is full of celestial eyes. If you take them away, I won't be able to escape." Ji Zhun paused and continued, "My brother and uncle are at the police station near here."

"Stop scaring people, the road is being built in this area, and the sky eye has broken down long ago." Mo Xiqian cursed.

"San'er, don't talk nonsense with him." The bald man's eyes flashed brightly, "This kid is delaying time."

Mohawk's expression changed, and he quickly threatened with a screwdriver: "Get in the car!"

Ji Zhun looked at the broken mobile phone, and knew that he couldn't force it at this time.He pinched his palm with his nails to calm himself.Then he pretended to be obedient and got on the man's motorcycle.

The engine made a loud "hoo--" and the three motorcycles drove away from the underground passage.

……

Tan Jingyang rode a bicycle and stopped outside a barber shop in Nancheng Old Street.

The iron gate was pulled at the door of the store, and there was a clear sound of mahjong from it.

Tan Jingyang parked the car, stepped forward and shook the fence, making a tinkling sound.From time to time, a pair of flip-flops appeared in the crack of the door, and after seeing who was coming, they opened the iron gate with a "wow--".

"Why are you here?" The young man in flip flops held a toothpick in his mouth and turned sideways to make way for Tan Jingyang.

"I happened to pass by after finishing work." Tan Jingyang walked into the room with her schoolbag on her shoulders, and was instantly frowned by the turbulent smell of smoke.

"Exactly, I'm going to the toilet, you can play two for me." The young man said while rushing to the mahjong table in the barber shop.

At the poker table, two young men wearing old man's vests and a flowered sweatshirt, who looked like hooligans from head to toe, also smiled at Tan Jingyang when he heard the words, obviously he looked very familiar with him.

Tan Jingyang nodded to the others, then pressed the brim of his hat, and said to the young man, "No more beatings, I have to help Tan Le check his homework when I go back."

"That's right, don't let Xiao Le get along with your uncle alone." The young man said.

Tan Jingyang patted the young man on the shoulder: "Hua Zi, I came here just to tell you that I quit the part-time job in the bar today."

The young man named Huazi was stunned: "Resigned? Didn't you say that the treatment was good?" After he finished speaking, he suddenly asked with a sullen face, "Did someone trouble you?"

Tan Jingyang shook her head and smiled: "No, after all, it was you who introduced me. Both the boss and the boss's wife took good care of me. The main reason is that I want to spend more time with Xiaole. It's too late to work there."

Huazi bit the toothpick: "Understood." Then he asked tentatively, "Have you found another part-time job? The money... is it enough?"

"There is a restaurant hiring a cook. Although the money is not as much as in the bar, it is still worth it." Tan Jingyang paused, and said to Hua Zi, "This semester is over, and I plan to move out with Xiao Le."

"It's time to fucking move out." Huazi turned his head to light a cigarette, and shook the cigarette case to signal Tan Jingyang.

Tan Jingyang waved her hand and said softly: "You also help to pay attention to the renting information. It doesn't have to be too good, as long as you can live in it."

"Success." Hua Zi nodded.

Tan Jingyang: "Go ahead and play, I will withdraw first."

"Slow down, Ayang." Several people at the poker table raised their hands at Tan Jingyang.

"En." Tan Jingyang responded, turned around and planned to leave.

Just as he reached out to pull the iron gate, he suddenly frowned.

I saw three dazzling lights, accompanied by the sound of the locomotive starting, passing by the door of the barber shop quickly, and got into a dead-end alley around the corner.

And all of a sudden, he saw the person sitting in one of the cars, who seemed to be Ji Zhun?

Tan Jingyang's eyes darkened, and he walked towards the dead alley.

……

Jizhun was pushed to the corner of the wall, hit his back hard, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

The street lamp above his head was flickering because of poor contact. He saw six people with baseball bats in their hands, pressing towards him step by step.

"Before you do anything, you should have told me, who did I offend?" Ji Zhun stood against the wall, his back aching.

"That can't be said." The bald man spat on the ground, holding a baseball bat in his hand.

Jizhun's eyes were very bright in the dark night, he quickly searched for self-defense tools from the corner of his eye, and continued: "How much he gave you, I can double it."

"Fuck, when we are all so unprofessional?" Mo Xigan yelled, "I hate you, a little bastard, who looks down on you because of how much money you have!"

"That's enough, don't talk nonsense with him." The bald head said coldly, "Hurry up and call it a day."

After the bald head finished speaking, Moxigan behind him has already stepped up quickly, swung his bat and hit Jizhun's shoulder.This move is very insidious, neither fatal nor enough to hurt people half to death.

Ji Zhun looked at the angle of the bat and turned his body.The bat hit the wall with a clang.Jizhun took the opportunity to pick up the cement bag that he had spotted in advance, and smashed it hard at Mohawk.

The cement bag was full of household garbage, which was spilled all over the floor following Jizhun's actions, and the stench was immediately pungent.

Everyone, including Mohigan, did not expect that Ji Zhun would fight back, and they were dazed for a moment.Seeing the right time, Ji Zhun snatched the baseball bat from Mohawk's hand, stuck it firmly on the bald head's neck, and strangled him back to the corner.

"Don't move!" Ji Zhun sternly said.

Seeing the bald head being captured, several people did not dare to act rashly for a while.

The bald head cursed in front of Ji Zhun: "How dare you mess with me?!"

Ji Zhun frowned and gritted his teeth, knowing that the bald head had an advantage in body shape, and he couldn't hold on for too long.

Sweat dripped from Ji Zhun's forehead, and his lips were bitten so badly that they bleed.

There was a cold light in the bald head's eyes, and his body slammed backwards.Ji Zhun was squeezed hard by his huge body, and his hands could not help but loosen.

The bald head got rid of the confinement, and punched Ji Zhun hard in the stomach with his hand back.Ji Zhun felt a sudden dull pain in his stomach, his pupils dilated, bent over and vomited.

The bald head was also red-eyed, and kicked Ji Zhun's dropped bat to the side.Then he punched Xiang Jizhun on the cheek again.

Just when Ji Zhun thought that he would be completely knocked down by this punch, he suddenly heard the sound of joint rubbing above his head.He frowned and looked, only to see a hand tightly grasping the bald man's wrist, with bulging veins on his arm.

Before the bald head could speak, those hands twisted the bald head's wrist in reverse.Bald and suffering from pain, his facial features instantly twisted together.

Following the principle is to fly a kick to the bald head's head.The bald man fell to his knees with an "ah" sound.

At the same time, there were several other screams.I saw that the few people who followed the bald head just now were also knocked to the ground, with their arms facing backwards, as if taking off like Xiaoyan.

Hua Zi, who was walking on flip-flops, chewed the toothpick in his mouth, and grinned: "Where did this come from? Do you not practice your skills first?"

The young man in the old man's vest followed with a smile and said, "Hurry up and send it to the police station. Brother Wang may reward us with a cup of coffee if he sees it."

The flowered shirt bent down and talked to Mohawk on the ground, "Hey, brother, you all count as kidnapping, right? It's breaking the law, understand?"

The bald head yelled angrily: "Damn it, which way are you on! Do you know who I am?!"

A hand slapped the bald head resoundingly on the head, and then raised his foot to step on the bald head's neck to apply a little force.The bald face was immediately stuck to the concrete floor.

"The right way." The owner of the feet used a moderate voice to characterize his appearance.

Only then did Ji Zhun's knees soften, and he slid slowly against the wall and sat beside him.

He lowered his eyes and smiled.

"Tan Jingyang, how many faces do you have that I haven't seen?"

……