Wen Liang hadn't seen Zhou Xiaochang since he beat him up last summer. Their worlds began to move towards completely different paths as they went to different schools, but he didn't expect to meet him again here. The betrayal and resentment had long since faded away in the interweaving of time. After knowing each other for a while, he couldn't just stand by and watch him get beaten. Wen Liang opened the door and got out of the car. He walked closer and said in a deep voice, "Stop!"
The people who were punching and kicking turned their heads. Wen Liang frowned. Why did he look a little familiar? However, he didn't take it seriously. He pulled Zhou Xiaochang up from the ground and asked, "Are you okay?"
Zhou Xiaochang was beaten black and blue, his head and face were covered with dust, and several buttons of his clothes were torn off. He looked up dazedly and saw Wen Liang. He was stunned at first, then his face was full of shame, and he said, "No, it's okay..."
"Who the fuck are you?"
A man reached out to push Wen Liang, but Wen Liang took a step aside and dodged without making a sound, saying, "I'm just passing by. What kind of festival is it that warrants beating someone up like this?"
"Who do you think you are? Do you think you have any say in this?"
Zhou Xiaochang used to be a leader in junior high school, but now he is too timid to speak. It is obvious that this is not the first time he has been bullied by this group of people. Wen Liang quickly estimated the combat power of both sides. The seven people on the opposite side seemed to be all students. If the negotiations broke down, they should be able to hold out. He smiled and said, "If you don't tell me, how do you know if you can control it? Is it because you owe money or something else? Beating people can't solve the problem. Tell me and I will give you a fair judgement."
"What the hell, you..."
Another person stopped him and said to Wen Liang in a friendly manner, "Zhou Xiaochang owes our boss 500 yuan. What? Did you pay him back?"
"Where is the five hundred?"
Zhou Xiaochang defended himself: "I pay you five dollars every month, but I really have no money this month."
"No money? You can't watch a late-night movie without money? If we hadn't bumped into you, you would have been playing dead, right?"
Protection fees have always been the main way for school hooligans to survive. It was unexpected that Zhou Xiaochang, who helped his classmates to break up fights in junior high school, would fall to the point of being blackmailed.
Wen Liang waved his hand, not letting Zhou Xiaochang continue speaking, and said, "Five hundred? I thought it was much more. It's not impossible for you to pay me back. But, have I seen you somewhere before?"
The man's face suddenly turned awkward. Wen Liang was just wondering when he heard a voice saying, "I've already finished peeing, but Zhou Xiaochang hasn't been subdued yet?"
Jin Lianzi came swaggering over from the alley at the corner, followed by seven or eight people. When he saw Wen Liang, he was surprised and asked, "Is it you?"
Wen Liang finally remembered why the man looked familiar. It turned out that he had seen him in the barbecue city, but he was standing at the back, so he didn't have a deep impression. Calculating the time, this group of people were taken to the police station for criticism and education, and it was time to release them. It was really a narrow road for enemies.
Jin Lianzi's first reaction was that Wen Liang was vicious and cruel. Not only did he set a trap for himself, but he also brought people with him to seek revenge. He looked around to see how many people he brought. However, he saw that besides their own people, there were only Wen Liang and Zhou Xiaochang. He immediately laughed wildly.
"Boy, you are unlucky today..."
The man who had spoken to Wen Liang earlier whispered, "Boss, this guy must be someone important. Let's not..."
"Who cares who he is? My dad made a phone call and the police released us. Come on, everyone. I'll give 100 yuan to everyone present tonight!"
When Zhou Xiaochang saw this situation, he realized that he couldn't talk anymore and he wanted to squat down with his head in his hands out of habit, preparing to be beaten again. Wen Liang was also a little dumbfounded. He had planned to talk first and then fight if the negotiation failed. Anyway, he was confident that he could beat seven people alone. But now there were suddenly nearly ten more people, and some of them had pulled out steel pipes from their legs. Obviously, the combat power comparison had undergone a fundamental mutation.
Speaking of group fights, Wen Liang once beat Mu Shanshan and his group alone. However, the fighting power of that group of young masters from No. 1 Middle School could not be compared with that of the vocational high school. Among them, there were a few people who were obviously experienced in battle. They did not rush up in a swarm, but spread out to the left and right, and surrounded in a fan shape.
Wen Liang chuckled, and suddenly attacked, punching the man who had been cursing, causing him to bleed. At the same time, he kicked a man next to him, causing him to fall into the crowd, and pulled Zhou Xiaochang, shouting, "You idiot, why don't you run?"
Zhou Xiaochang was stunned for a moment, then he also yelled and ran after Wen Liang. Jin Lianzi and the others didn't expect Wen Liang to dare to attack first, and they didn't react for a while, so they ran more than ten meters before they suddenly realized what was going on and chased after him with a roar.
So in early April, the streets of Qingzhou saw a common scene of people chasing and running. However, the difference is that when you stand by and watch the excitement, it is completely different from being chased. At a crossroads, Wen Liang looked at Zhou Xiaochang, who was already out of breath after running less than a thousand meters. He couldn't help but sigh that a year really changed a person too quickly. Without turning his head, he could hear the heartbreaking curses of Jin Lian behind him. He made a prompt decision, pointed to the north, and said, "Go separately. They are coming for me. You run away first."
Zhou Xiaochang hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I won't leave!"
Wen Liang glanced at him and laughed, "Zhou Xiaochang, your face looks handsome again tonight."
This was a joke the two used to make when they were good friends. Zhou Xiaochang's eyes flashed with a trace of nostalgia for the past, but Wen Liang pushed him on the shoulder and said, "It's just a fight between little brats. Do you think you're filming a movie? Why are you trying to make a life-and-death separation? Hurry up and split up. It'll be easier for everyone to run away if you make a smaller target!"
Zhou Xiaochang nodded and ran north. Wen Liang shouted at his back, "Don't go to school tomorrow. Wait until I finish dealing with these guys, then you can go..."
"There it is, over there, chase it, chase it!"
Jin Lianzi and his men chased after him. Wen Liang turned around, gave a middle finger, and ran to the other side of the alley. It was true that one regrets not having enough knowledge when one needs it, and only realizes how long the road is when one has to run. He sighed in his heart: If Liu Zhi or any of them were here, why would it be so miserable? It was really a mistake that led to a complete loss. When you are out there, it is the best way to go with more people!
Wen Liang came out of another alley less than 100 meters long, and was filled with emotion. He usually complained that the roads in Qingzhou were winding and difficult to navigate, but now he understood how far-sighted the government was when it built the urban area of Qingzhou. If it weren't for these maze-like alleys, one after another, there would be countless more bloody and wounding cases.
Just as I took a breath, I noticed that not far from the entrance of the alley, there was a small stall selling fried rice noodles under the street light. The person next to the stall might have heard my hurried footsteps and turned around suddenly.
They both froze at the same time.
Tonight was really weird. First, I met Zhou Xiaochang, whom I hadn't seen for a year. He was chased everywhere, and then I ran into Jiang Zhilan, whom I hadn't seen for a long time!
She was wearing a simple coarse cloth dress, her hair was tied behind her head with a rubber band, and she had a clean apron tied around her waist. Her beautiful face was not diminished in the slightest by the pressure of life. At this moment, she also saw Wen Liang clearly, and the surprise on her face made Uncle Wen, who had been running all the way here, feel the warmth of having found an organization.
Jiang Zhilan couldn't hide her excitement and asked, "You, why are you here?"
Wen Liang walked over and was about to answer when Jin Lianzi's voice came from the dark alley: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't let that kid get away."
Damn it, I've even practiced 5,000 meters. Wen Liang smiled bitterly, touched his nose, and said, "We're fighting. Let's talk about it another day."
Anyway, living in Qingzhou, such scenes are no big deal. Not to say that they are commonplace, but at least they are not surprising. Wen Liang was about to continue running away, but a cold but soft hand reached out to him. Jiang Zhilan pulled the curtain on the inside of the car and said hurriedly: "Hurry up and squat and hide."
Looking at the horribly narrow space in the car, even though Wen Liang was always decisive, he couldn't help but hesitate for a few seconds and said, "I'm afraid I can't hide it. At most I'll get beaten up, but I don't want to implicate you..."
Although Jin Lianzi and the others are not the lawless thugs on the street, the hatred they have with Wen Liang tonight is too great, and they might even hate Wen Liang and do something irrational.
Although Jiang Zhilan had no contact with Wen Liang, she knew his personality very well. She said, "It's too late. Go in quickly. If they catch up and see me and you, this business will still be in trouble..."
Wen Liang didn't have time to think about it, and Jiang Zhilan pushed him into the car, and then lowered the curtain to cover his body. Although Wen Liang was not tall or fat, this kind of stall car usually had a small coal fire at the front of the car, and vegetables and rice noodles were placed on the body of the car. No matter how much Wen Liang inhaled and contracted his abdomen, a clear bulge would still appear on the curtain.
"Where's the man, MD? Where's the grandson?"
Gold Chain and his gang ran out of the alley, panting like dogs. Some of them held onto the wall, looking like they were about to vomit.
Jiang Zhilan didn't have time to adjust the angle of the curtain. She squeezed forward and pressed tightly against Wen Liang through a thin layer of cloth.
Both of their hearts skipped a beat at the same time.
"Boss, ask the guy who bought the fried noodles if he saw anyone."
"Hey, did you see someone running over there just now?"
Jiang Zhilan forced herself to remain calm, squeezed inwards, and endured the strange feeling coming from her legs. She said, "Several people have passed by. What does the person you are looking for look like?"
Jin Lianzi spitted and said, "A skinny bastard with a face like a donkey and eyes that bulge outward when he opens them, just like a dead fish. Have you seen one?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)