Nongmoto Junliang

Can you no longer be friends with Xiao Lang on an equal footing?Is Xiao Lang helping out this time just to show his superiority?No, Xiao Lang is not this kind of person!He doesn't believe it!

He was very upset, but he didn't know what to do. He really wanted to ask Xiao Lang, is there such a thing?But he was also afraid that facing Xiao Lang's contemptuous eyes, he would look down on himself, right?If he changed positions, he thought he would despise Nong Lang without hesitation.

After shaking, he walked to the billiard hall called Red Star at the school gate. As soon as he entered the door, he saw an acquaintance. Aren't they those two little bastards who like to pester Xiao Lang?

It's a pity that he only knows them well, but those two don't recognize him.

"Hey, Brother Qiang, Brother Shun, why haven't you seen Brother Lang come out to play recently?" The person who spoke was more familiar, with a fat face and a smile, wasn't that the fat Lei who beat him into a pig's head?

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old Fat Lei actually called two fourteen- or fifteen-year-old boys Brothers one after another. This scene was a bit funny no matter how you looked at it.

"Hi! He's been busy with exams recently! Now you, Brother Lang, are a top student!" Xu Baoqiang replied proudly, but his eyes slid across Xia Yuanche's face, and he smiled maliciously, which made Xia Yuanche unhappy. Without even looking at it, he turned around and left Hongxing.

Next door is a game hall, called Shawoer Game Hall. Xiao Lang brought him here once before, and he asked the boss, do you have Shawoer radishes for sale?

Shawoer is very loose, and children of all ages are allowed to enter, as long as they have money, he took out ten yuan, exchanged the game currency, and then picked a machine, sat down and played, every time the plane appeared in the game , was regarded by him as Xiao Lang, and he fired a cannonball angrily, killing you and killing you!

He didn't know how long he had been playing, his eyes were red, and someone patted his shoulder suddenly, "Hey, are you coming out to play?" The familiar voice made his heart tremble, it was Nong Lang.

But now he is bothered!I wish I could chop up this kid, but this kid actually came to my door automatically!

Xia Yuanche stared at the screen, the movements of his hands did not stop at all, as if he hadn't heard Nong Lang's words, but within a few seconds, there was still a "wailing", "GAME OVER!" on his screen!

Oh shit!Xia Yuanche cursed in his heart, but someone grabbed his wrist.

"Hey, Xia Xiaoche, you're almost done. Go home. How can this kind of place suit you?" Nong Lang impatiently took Xia Yuanche's hand and walked out, but he was grabbed by Xia Yuanche unexpectedly. throw off.

Xia Yuanche's pretty little face was full of irritability and disdain, "Don't fucking meddle in my business!"

Hearing what he said, Nong Lang's patience was also exhausted. He grabbed Xia Yuanche's collar and walked towards Xia's house, "I think you've been itchy recently! You must be poked by Fat Lei." Buttholes are the ones who are willing, aren't they?"

Xia Yuanche had never heard such filthy words, countless anger erupted like a volcano, and he greeted Nong Lang's lower back with one kick. In fact, apart from the lump of flesh underneath, the boy's waist is also very fragile, and it is easy to touch it. One kick is enough to slow him down for half a day.

Xia Yuanche didn't expect Nong Lang to pounce forward in an instant like a soft-footed shrimp. He instinctively supported his body with his hands, but his knees still hit the ground uncontrollably. Nong Lang couldn't help but groan. There was an almost inaudible muffled grunt.

Looking at Nong Lang who was kneeling on the ground, for a moment, Xia Yuanche really wanted to rush over to help him up, but what his mother said in the morning made him very angry, so he just stood there, staring at the boy on the ground tall .

"Nong Lang, who do you think you are? The savior? Is your father a little bit of power? You can control me in this way? Hehe, let me tell you, I don't care about it!"

Nong Lang was clutching his waist, kneeling on the ground, unable to raise his head for a long time, what's going on?Why doesn't he stand up?He didn't use much force in that punch just now, okay?Are you pretending to be pitiful?snort!He will not soften his heart!

Xia Yuanche walked aimlessly, but his mind was in a mess. On the way home, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He had to listen to Nong Lang's own confession before he could believe it!

So he turned around and ran back, only to see that Nong Lang was surrounded by a group of people, and the leader of that group was a guy with yellow hair.

"Hey! Brat, I didn't expect you to be here waiting for me to come back and cut you! You're so good!" I saw the yellow hair shaking an iron rod in his hand, so arrogant that it was outrageous.

Seeing that Nong Lang was still unable to get up from the ground, Huang Mao poked Nong Lang's cheek with an iron rod while laughing wildly, and the punks beside him also laughed.

"Didn't you be so awesome just now? What? You can't even stand up now? Could it be that you were scared? Did you see your grandpa and I brought someone over, and you were so scared that you wet your pants? Look at you Make a point! Hahahahaha!"

A light flashed in Nong Lang's eyes, and that light made Huang Mao's body tremble, and he suddenly remembered that it was this kind of look that made him let go of his hand in fright, and also made him lose everyone in Hongxing just now.

Huang Mao suddenly became angry, "Damn it! What are you staring at! Today I hit you until your eyeballs fall out!" Before it was too late, Huang Mao swung the iron stick in his hand towards Nong Lang's head. .

Seeing that the stick was about to hit his head, Nong Lang instinctively stretched out his arm to block it, but he didn't feel any pain from the attack. What's going on?

He opened his eyes and saw that the iron rod was held tightly by someone.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you meddle in my business?" Huang Mao glared at the boy who was holding on to the stick. Fuck, he's really unlucky today!

I saw that there was no hostility in the boy's brows, he was polite, he just said slowly, "I called the police just now, it is said that the nearest police station is less than one kilometer away, if you don't want to be caught in the police station, you are welcome to stay Knock this bastard to death!"

Hold!Called the police?Huang Mao obviously didn't want to be fished out of the prison by his father again, but in fact he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, a minor, how could he not be afraid?

But Huang Mao is obviously not the kind of coward who runs away when he is frightened. He stared at Xia Yuanche suspiciously, "Who are you? Are you this kid's backup? Do you think I will be scared if you scare me?"

"Hehe..." Xia Yuanche let out a chuckle, "If you think I'm scaring you, just keep knocking, I'll never stop you!" The iron stick was free immediately.

"Damn it! It's true! Then I won't be polite!" As he spoke, Huang Mao tentatively raised the iron rod again, but he heard someone shouting not far away, "There are police!"

"Fuck! Boss, is he going to run?" The person beside him was trembling with fright, and hurriedly asked.

"Of course run! You idiot!" Huang Mao finally realized that the calm and bad boy in front of him was not just trying to scare him ####