Gold Class Fighter

Chapter 7

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Instead, Yang Lei became an outsider watching.

When the group of people went out, there were daring guests in the hall clapping their hands, applauding all over the place for a while, and there was a sound of applause!

The underworld is also a human being, and they love their hometown. Who can feel better when outsiders scold their hometown? In the face of the common foreign humiliation, the underworld and the good citizens united unprecedentedly, and the whole room of Jianghai people felt relieved.

Yang Lei also felt that Fang Yu was a man. He didn't say anything about it. He sat down and ordered a few large cases of beer, and ordered them to be delivered to the two tables next to him.

Later, when Yan Ziyi knew about this, he said three words to Yang Lei: "Better than you!"

This time Yang Lei did not refute.

Yan Ziyi reminded Yang Lei that the people in the provincial capital would not just let it go, and they would probably return to the carbine and let him be careful.

But Yang Lei has always been daring and used to it, he is not scared, he still runs to the experimental middle school with his guitar at night.

Yang Leite regretted that he didn't make an appointment with him before he left last time. He felt that this mysterious friend was so mysterious that he would be very excited once he ran into it occasionally. This kind of feeling is quite subtle, as if he watched Jin Yong's "Swordsman" in Linghu Chong learning the piano with his "mother-in-law" across the curtain, but the "mother-in-law" behind the curtain turned out to be a young and beautiful girl. Who is behind the "curtain" on the opposite side

This day, Yang Lei was playing the piano by himself in the empty playground. He had already mastered "Childhood", so he just wanted to wait for the buddy opposite to come and let him teach him "Love Song 1990".

After 11 o'clock, Yang Lei knew that there was no drama today, and disappointment had become a habit. He went back with the piano.

As soon as he walked out of the door of the experimental middle school, he stopped.

His keen intuition made him immediately aware of the danger.

In the next second, more than a dozen people rushed out of the darkness, holding steel pipes and forks and charging towards Yang Lei.

Yang Lei turned around and ran. He didn't have any weapons in his hands, and he knew that if he was blocked by this group of people at the school gate, he would have to explain it here today!

But the man had already rushed behind him. Yang Lei only had a guitar in his hand. He swung the guitar and swept it, slammed into the waist of the man in front of him, swept him down, and supported the two stabbed next to him. The fork was hit by the steel pipe on the shoulder. Yang Lei reluctantly raised the guitar and smashed the man's Tianling cover. The man fell down, and someone rushed up behind him and surrounded Yang Lei. The heavy guitar was completely useless at such a close distance. A pipe fork went into Yang Lei's arm, and Yang Lei was pushed to the ground by more than a dozen people...

At that time, Yang Lei really thought that he was going to confess there.

At that moment, a motorcycle suddenly rushed over and drove the crowd away. The motorcycle suddenly braked and turned its head. The person in the car jumped out of the car and kicked it. After kicking a few people, he snatched one person's steel pipe. He punched the back neck of the people surrounding Yang Lei, and in the screams, these people hadn't reacted yet, Fang Yu reached out and pulled Yang Lei up.

"boarding!"

Yang Leifei ran and jumped onto the back seat of the motorcycle, Fang Yu suddenly accelerated, and roared away under the eyes of this group of people!

He kept driving all the way, until he confirmed that no one was chasing after him, Yang Lei turned around.

He hugged Fang Yu's waist tightly, blood on his arms and hands, staining Fang Yu's white shirt red.

"where to?"

Yang Lei asked loudly in the wind.

"Do not talk!"

Fang Yu accelerated again, Yang Lei's hair ruffled in the wind.

Yang Lei recognized it when Fang Yu stopped, and Fang Yu took him to his house.

Many years later, Yang Lei remembered Fang Yu's house clearly. Every corner, every decoration, is like in front of you, vividly in your eyes.

That night, it was the first time Yang Lei walked in.

Fang Yu's home is above a farmers' market. The first floor is a market and a shopping street, and the second floor is an incomparably wide platform. From the second floor up is the home. Fang Yu's home is on the seventh floor, and the bottom floor is actually on the eighth floor. In the early 1990s, Jiang Hai lived on a high floor.

In the years that followed, this house, the large platform on the second floor, and the balcony of Fang Yu's house that looked empty and overlooked half of the city had entered Yang Lei's dream countless times.

Fang Yu entered the door and threw the veil, alcohol, etc. to Yang Lei, and Yang Lei dealt with the wound very well.

"Why are you there?" Yang Lei asked the first question.

"I happened to be passing by."

"Why help me?" The second question.

Fang Yu took off his white shirt that was dyed red, and threw it into the basin to soak in water.

"Help if you want. Where do you get so many and why? Why are there 100,000 people?"

"One Hundred Thousand Whys" was a popular science book for children in that era. Almost every family had a copy, and every child had read it. It was as popular as Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf today.

"..." Yang Lei was speechless.

"You saved me once, the last time, even if it's even."

Yang Lei said.

"Thanks then!" Fang Yu joked.

Fang-woo is wearing a vest under his shirt. In those days, it was not like wearing shirts naked now, but adding a vest to the shirts. Fang Yu was wearing a tight white vest. Although he looked tall and thin when he was wearing the shirt, when he took it off, Yang Lei found that Fang Yu was also very handsome, with strong shoulders and arms, well-proportioned and beautiful muscles, wide shoulders and narrow waist. He has long legs and his figure is no worse than Yang Lei's.

It seems that men who can fight have a good body frame. Yang Lei doesn't know if it is because fighting can exercise his body.

Fang Yu saw that Yang Lei hadn't healed the wound, and came over and took a roll of bandages from his hand.

"give me."

Fang Yu squatted down, pressed the wound on Yang Lei's arm with one hand, shook off the bandage neatly with the other, put it under his arm, and wrapped it around in circles.

His movements were fast, his hands and feet were light, Yang Lei saw that he was like a professional bandaging nurse in the hospital, his hands were extremely skilled, and before he could react, neat and clean lines were already wrapped around his arms.

Yang Lei lowered his head in astonishment and looked at Fang Yu who was concentrating on dressing him. It was the first time he had looked at the house so carefully.

Looking at Fang Yu from such a close distance, even Yang Lei has to admit that he looks really good. This is very rare for a handsome guy like Yang Lei to admit.

Of course, men do not rely on looks, but on the strength of their fists. But with good looks and hard fists, it makes people jealous. Yang Lei is the type who is often envied. Now he knows that Fang Yu is also this type of person.

Fang Yu noticed that Yang Lei was staring at him, raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Lei.

"Look at what?"

"...Your gestures are quite professional." Yang Lei couldn't say that he stared at a big man's face in a daze.

"You have to lie in the hospital for a few months, and so will you." Fang Yu tugged on both sides and tied a nice and neat knot.

"Is there anyone else who can put you in the hospital?" Yang Lei blurted out, not realizing that he was admitting that he actually felt Fang Yu was invincible.

"I'm not a Transformer, shouldn't I be beaten when I meet too many people?" Fang Yu smiled.

Transformers cartoons were very popular at that time.

Fang Yu smiled, and even the small room was getting warmer.

Yang Lei couldn't help but also laughed.

This smile seemed to dissolve something, making the two become a little closer.

"You... it's actually not bad."

Yang Lei coughed and said a word.

In fact, Yang Lei knew in his heart that his hostility towards Fang Yu had long since disappeared. Men have a natural acceptance and closeness to the strong people they recognize.

"But I'm not just kidding about the battle. We'll have a hand in it in the future."

Yang Lei's eyes were serious.

"You can heal the injury first and then talk about it." Fang Yu stood up. "Those people today are numb people, and it seems that they haven't given up."

"The black hand behind the back is too fucking not a thing." Yang Lei hated.

"You're too big, too. You go out alone at night without a guy. If you don't slander you, who will you slander?" Fang Yu was not polite.

"..." Yang Lei knew that he was wrong.

"Don't go to the experimental middle school all the time. You can't practice piano."

Yang Lei thought to himself, but there isn't that guy on the other side!

He was suddenly stunned and looked at Fang Yu suspiciously.

"How do you know that I always go to the experimental school?"

"Didn't we meet last time?"

"Oh… "

Yang Lei looked up and looked around the room. This is a house of about 60 square meters. It looks like an old-fashioned house now. The hall is relatively small and the room is slightly more spacious. It was better at the time. Yang Lei was sitting in Fang Yu's bedroom, a steel wire bed with neatly laid sheets and a chest of drawers and other furniture beside it. Fang Yu lived in the same place as his people, neat and clean.

Yang Lei looked at the top of the cabinet again and saw a guitar.