"Let's talk about it or not... What I hate the most is your pretentious rhythm, what's the matter, why can't you stop?"
After pulling the black suit lying on the ground twice, Zhang Zichen lowered his head, leaning on the ground with one hand, and said slowly.
"The ones on the right are not only uniformly dressed, but even the length of the iron bars in their hands is not much different. It can be seen that these people must be well-trained in their hands. Most of the organized fights like this will not follow the opponent's direction. Important greetings, now is a society ruled by the rule of law, if you kill people, even if you are the king of heaven, I can't resist. But the other party is different, they are just a bunch of peasants, their temper is red-eyed, and they don't pay attention to their shots. If you start a fight, you're afraid of this kind of desperate, you can't control the other party, no matter how many people there are, it's useless; and don't even think about it, the gang in suits must have plots on these peasants, otherwise they won't Maybe in such a remote place, two groups of people with such disparity in identities will meet, so when they start their hands, the group of people in suits will be more scrupulous, fearing that the situation will escalate. Another thing is that it rained here yesterday, and the mud It is wet and soft, and the people in suits wear leather shoes. The leather shoes for formal clothes will definitely not follow the feet well and will slip. In this way, they are not as good as the cloth shoes of the peasants. No matter where you look at it, it is It's the black suits who are going to lose." Zhang Zichen tapped his chin on the twelve unconscious black suits on the ground.
"Did I just say it... That's what I thought... Hey, every time I hear you say it, it's exciting"
Ah Ju didn't know if he had finished the explanation, anyway, he was so excited that he didn't look at Zhang Zichen at all, but quickly groped in the pockets of the black suits.
The two were one behind the other, Ah Ju gritted his teeth, hummed a little tune, and quickly searched for the banknotes on the bodies of the twelve people, but they were only banknotes, and when he touched other valuable things, Ah Ju kept them intact Put it back. In his own words, my buddy is only forced to make ends meet, not robbery and extortion, just temporarily borrow some scattered money to fill his stomach, and occasionally think about women's desires. If you throw money, it's like giving back to the society, Sankes, shit.
Zhang Zichen followed A Ju absent-mindedly, slowly wiped away the footprints left by the two of them, and by the way tidied up the remnants of A Ju's leftover clouds after the wind, and helped the black suits with their collars and buttons, just like tidying up remains .
Finally, Ah Ju squatted next to the last person in a black suit, slapping the banknotes in his hand, spitting on his hands, wishing to twist a banknote into a wad, the corners of both mouths twitched. It's almost time for a date in the back of the head.
"Don't talk about it, this time it's really fucking exciting, it's a full three thousand, we have a month's food this time, and we can go back to the bath, eh! Rub! Then rub the **** hard and go back to the bath, save yourself Save it, maybe I can call a girl in the end, hehe..." A Ju couldn't stand at all, excitedly clapped the banknotes in his hand, got up and was about to take a walk.
"Aju, you don't seem to have counted Su Ling...and you have to be excited, get excited in the grass next to it." Zhang Zichen squatted in the grass next to the last black suit, and slowly wiped away the two pieces of paper with his hands. The last footprints of man.
"Okay! You are the master! Su Ling... She is capable of being a bird. Besides, she is still clinging to me. It's troublesome. It's not as good as our brothers' cooperation. But I think it's up to me at the critical moment. If I didn't find out about this Help the black suit suit the God of Wealth..."
Before Ah Ju finished speaking, Zhang Zichen's eyes flicked to this side, and then his whole body, like an arrow from a bow, bounced off the grass with a whoosh, rushing towards Ah Ju's arm.
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Ah Ju was taken aback by Zhang Zichen's actions, and the banknote in his hand almost fell to the ground with a flick. If it weren't for the strong relationship between the two, they really thought that the other party came for the money in their own hands.
"Crazy you..."
Ah Ju couldn't react at all for a split second. He had just come to his senses, and before he could say a few words, he was stared back by Zhang Zichen's eyes.
Zhang Zichen suppressed his voice, dragged Ah Ju's arm, and rushed towards the road in front of the mountain, picking up grassy places as much as possible.
"There are only eleven people lying on the ground..."
"Fuck!"
Isn't this a joke? . . Ah Ju flicked Zhang Zichen's arm, pressed the money in his hand, and jumped out like a wild dog, leaving Zhang Zichen behind in an instant.
Zhang Zichen cursed, tried his best to cover Ah Ju's figure, and also accelerated the frequency of his feet, his ears perked up while running.
Sure enough, within a few steps of the two of them running out, there was a sudden movement behind them. They could only hear a few tumbling sounds from weak to strong. Zhang Zichen immediately felt that someone was following him, and the speed of this person was definitely not slow. After just a few strides, the distance between the three of them seemed to be reduced to less than a hundred meters.
"Don't run! Stop!" A strong voice sounded like thunder.
"Oh my god, what is this?"
Ah Ju's fragile nerves had been tense since the fight just now, and now he was so frightened, cold sweat dripped down the back of his neck.
It's definitely not the way to go on like this, Zhang Zichen's thoughts changed sharply, and as soon as he looked up, he had a calculation in his heart.
"Anyway, keep quiet!"
Zhang Zichen let out a breath under his throat, and then took two tight steps forward, so that he would be able to keep up with Ah Ju's ass. When passing a big tree by the roadside, Zhang Zichen suddenly lifted his foot, and directly kicked Ah Ju, who was trying his best to cover him, into a ditch by the roadside.
At the critical moment, Ah Ju really didn't even fart. He was kicked, and after a thud, there was no movement at all. Zhang Zichen heaved a sigh of relief, just because he didn't pay attention during this breath, he tripped over something under his feet, and threw it face down on the ground, using inertia, he rolled forward a few times before stopping .
"puff!..."
At this moment, Zhang Zichen felt that the bones of his whole body were about to fall apart, and the pain on his face was even more burning, but the gas accumulated in his lungs finally gasped out. The figure overwhelmed the sky and covered the earth.
"Run! I see you run again!"
Zhang Zichen didn't have time to resist at all, and he didn't even have the energy to resist. He was lifted by the figure's arm and turned over, causing the figure to press his back with his knee.
"It hurts...it hurts..."
Zhang Zichen's side face was pressed against the dirt, and his whole body was covered with small cuts, but his brain was still running rapidly.
Before cleaning the battlefield, I and Ah Ju had been hiding in secret, so no one must have seen or discovered them, and there was not much movement when they came out to speak. Before approaching the first black suit, he also confirmed that there was nothing special about it. But now my situation is that I am being crushed by a person with his knees in disgrace, and I don't know when this person got up and when he appeared, whether he deliberately ambushed or discovered the situation; I saw something, and I saw a few more people on the way.
"Oh shit"
Zhang Zichen cursed secretly in his heart, it seemed that he was used to living a comfortable life recently, and all his vigilance was thrown to the back of his mind. But fortunately, even if I got some money, I wouldn't offend this group of people too much. At worst, I would get the beating myself. Anyway, if one of them ran away, it was worth it.
Just as Zhang Zichen thought of this, he felt a chill on his wrist, and a crisp click came into his ears.
"Um?"
Zhang Zichen subconsciously touched something on his wrist with his backhand, and then looked up from the side, his expression froze instantly.
A silver and white badge on the hat, shining in the moonlight.
"I told you to stop, why are you running, run, run again!"
A strong voice moved from Zhang Zichen's back to his side. The policeman stretched his shirt, patted the dirt on his uniform, straightened his hat, and then unbuttoned his side pockets.
"Snapped!"
I just felt a blur in front of my eyes, and Zhang Zichen's red phoenix eyes were pierced by a beam of fierce glare, tears streaming down unstoppably.
Although he didn't know what was going on logically, Zhang Zichen knew that the beating would at least be avoided. He was looking up at the people's policeman standing beside him, only to find that the other person's eyes followed the beam of the flashlight and froze about three meters behind him.
"Group by group, I'm Xiao Cheng, I'm Xiao Cheng, you follow the flashlight to look here, there's something wrong! Repeat, there's something wrong!"