"Don't fight! Don't fight! I take it! Grandpa, I take it!"
No one thought that this five-and-three rough man would actually lie on the ground crying like a schoolboy.
Lao Wang and Xiao Hei were really ruthless.
They followed the boxer until they came to this secluded alley.
Boxing gyms usually don’t get off work until nine o’clock in the evening. Lao Wang and Zi Yang Xiaohei waited at the door for a long time. It was not until 9:30 that the boxer came out with a few colleagues. Several people stood at the door and chatted. A few words will part ways.
The three of Zi Yang followed the boxer on the bus for more than ten minutes. After getting off the bus, the man walked slowly into this small alley. There is only one street light here, the light is dim, and there is no one in isolation, it is a good place to start.
Zi Yang and the others hurried a few steps, drew close to the other party, and felt that the guy was tall, about one meter tall, with a big waist and a round waist, and the muscles on his arms. The figure of Mahjong like Lao Wang was the same as that of him. It pales in comparison to all.
The man carried a gym bag on his shoulders and walked swayingly in front of them. He was very stylish and didn't even notice the three people following behind.
"Are you sure?" Zi Yang asked Lao Wang in a low voice. The other party's size made him feel guilty. After all, they had trained professionally and won awards.
"Don't worry, this kind of trash has been practiced all day long. It's very stupid." Lao Wang's tone was calm.
Although Lao Wang said lightly, Zi Yang couldn't rest assured at all. He even suspected that Lao Wang was bragging-just this kind of thing, Lao Wang is his opponent? Maybe it was Pharaoh who was hit by three punches and two feet
"Hey! Stupid stop!" Lao Wang didn't consider Zi Yang's mood at all, and suddenly shouted with a loud voice.
The man stopped and turned around, looking at no one but the three figures behind him, apparently talking to him.
"Who are you scolding, stupid?" The man scolded back angrily.
"You stupid scolding!" Old Wang tit-for-tat.
"You idiot, curse again!" The man stepped forward fiercely.
"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" Old Wang was unwilling to show weakness.
"Yeah, it's you idiot!" The coach took a closer look and found that the old Wang was full of disdain. "Didn't you let you go away? What do you want to do?"
"Fuck, fuck you!" Lao Wang stammered suddenly. To tell the truth, he only followed Zi Yang with his head. He didn't know exactly what Zi Yang wanted to do, so he didn't want to fight. , Let him chat, but his thoughts are not smooth.
"It's you? That caused my brother to be fired!?" Zi Yang stepped forward and said calmly.
Unlike the sneak attack, this time the battle is in the name of justice, so you have to draw a line with the other party and list the other party's crimes before starting.
"Yeah, are you looking for a helper? Stupid, do you know who I am?"
The man was half a head taller than Zi Yang, and he pointed at Zi Yang's nose condescendingly and said: "Don't say let you lose your job, Lao Tzu, in a word, you fucking can't get along in H city..."
"Snapped!"
Zi Yang waved his finger open, and slapped him hard with his backhand. After he succeeded, he took advantage of the trend and stepped back and put on a defensive counterattack posture.
The person didn't expect that Zi Yang would suddenly do something, and he was suddenly startled by a slap in his face, and then he reacted, cursing in his mouth, "Grass..." rushing to chase Zi Yang.
Xiao Hei hooked his foot next to him. This was a surprise. The man did not watch out. He fell and fell into a dog to eat shit. The fall was not light, and the man climbed up with blood and looked very embarrassed.
This fall is actually not wrong, how fast is Xiao Hei's speed! How accurate is the strength! Don't say that this person has practiced, even a cow tripped.
"Damn, three fight one out, I'm fighting with you!" The man was also very fierce, and rushed up with an angry roar.
Lao Wang greeted him without saying a word. The two of them didn't take any fancy moves. They were fists to the flesh, their fists and feet crackled and rattled on the body.
Although the boxer is tall and has long arms, Pharaoh's skin is thick and thick, and the two of them are indistinguishable from each other.
Zi Yang saw that Lao Wang couldn't hold him for a while, so he rushed up to punch him with a set of combination punches.
After all, this boxer is a master who has won the competition awards. Although they have been defeated steadily under the attack of the two, they still can't fail.
Zi Yang and Lao Wang just wanted to teach him a lesson, and didn't want to hurt him, so their fists were just to greet the fleshy parts of his body, but the man didn't care about it, and launched a vicious fist on both of them. Squeeze the vital part under the crotch.
Xiao Hei, who was silent beside him, suddenly jumped up, and a set of chained feet crackled and kicked his chest, waist, legs and ribs. These few strokes were as fast as lightning, as fast as a gust of wind, and with great and fierce strength, the boxer finally fell to the ground unable to hold it, clinging his head with his hands professionally, curled up into a ball, and let the old king punch and kick.
After a few hits, the man couldn't help but feel the pain, and finally persuaded, yelling: "Don't fight, don't fight, buddy takes it."
Pharaoh finally stopped and shouted angrily: "Serve? Where did you take it?"
"All over! All over!"
"Where is my brother's deducted salary?!" Zi Yang gasped and said viciously.
Seeing the guy who was still arrogant just now, now lying on the ground like a mangy dog, there was an inexplicable joy in my heart.
"Money, I'll give you the money." The man took out hundreds of dollars from his wallet.
Zi Yang took the money but didn't put it in his pocket, and slammed it on his face, "I don't care about your money, so I take it to the hospital to see a doctor."
The man was lying on the ground, holding his head in silence.
"Do you know why I beat you? It's called justice! Come out and behave, you have to behave and frame the shameless people behind you? Because you are such a big man, you will be less fucking doing such disgusting things in the future!"
"Understood! Understood! Brothers, don't fight, I'll take it!"
Although this person looks tough, he is actually fierce inside. Once he is softened, he looks very well-behaved.
This guy could also see that none of the three people in front of him were good stubborns. An old Wang couldn't stand it by himself, and the little black man was even more amazing. Heroes don't suffer from immediate losses, and admit counseling when they should admit counseling. Han Xin is still humiliated by the sex, obediently and not ashamed.
Zi Yang flipped through his wallet, took out his ID card to take a closer look, then fell on him and threatened, "Be careful, I know where you live!" The three turned around and walked away.
Zi Yang said these words for nothing else. He was afraid that the boxer would really find someone to retaliate. After all, the two of them were still students with Lao Wang and could not cause too much trouble.
Walking on the street at midnight, Zi Yang and Lao Wang hooked their backs together, and it's been a long time since they had a fight so happily.
Passing by a barbecue stall on the side of the road, the two looked at each other, "Boss! Two bottles of beer! Twenty skewers of lamb, 30 skewers of palm treasure! Another plate of braised peanuts!"
Barbecue, beer, peanuts.
"Cheers!"
The three people were sitting around the small board table, Zi Yang and Lao Wang each held a bottle of beer and blew each other, and Xiao Hei peeled off the salted peanuts and flicked them into his mouth.
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"Boss, two more bottles!"
Bottle after bottle, the two gradually became a little drunk.
Lao Wang's tongue was also big, shirtless, and his mouth "hehehe, woo woo woo" was vague, I didn't know whether it was crying or laughing.
"Lao Li, did you know that, last night, uh... hey, Xiaoli, Xiaoli took the initiative to hug me..."
"Well, what a good thing!" Zi Yang peeled a peanut and threw it into his mouth.
"But, but I didn't dare to touch her... People, girls, so, so good... I'm not worthy, uh, I'm not worthy... What am I? I can't even ask for a meal... Ugh..."
As the old Wang was talking, he lowered his head and started crying sadly. Zi Yang's heart was also sour, and his eyes suddenly became blurred, I don't know if it was sweat or tears.
He stretched out his hand and shook Lao Wang's shoulder, "Brother! Don't be afraid! Don't cry! Hold your head up! Remember! Life is the most endless begging, you will end up in a day without dying!"
"Yes, yes, we are still young, and in the future... have a chance to develop!" Lao Wang wiped a tear and took a gulp of beer.
"On success or failure, life is heroic~ big deal, start over~" Zi Yang knocked on the small table with the empty wine bottle and sang loudly.
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The owner of the barbecue stall watched the two big men crying and laughing, singing and shouting, and couldn't help shaking his head.
He has seen too many such scenes. Every late night, some young men and women often eat supper with him, some cry, some laugh, some are proud, some are frustrated, some are eloquent, some are taciturn.
Every small board table here has seen all kinds of customers, and everyone has a story in their heart.
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The next day, the sun went three poles.
"stand up!"
Zi Yang kicked the old Wang who was lying on the snoring. This guy wore a small scorpion on a hot day, spreading a huge mass of white flesh on the mat.
"What are you doing! In broad daylight, let people not sleep." The old Wang waved impatiently. He came back from a hangover last night, and now his head is still a little faint.
"Get up, go to the interview." Zi Yang cautiously stabbed Lao Wang on the back with the tip of his leather shoe. I haven't worn these leather shoes a few times. Pharaoh's body is full of stinky sweat, so don't stain the shoes.
"Fuck, you can't stop for a while and let Laozi rest for two days?" Lao Wang turned over and continued to sleep.
"Then I went to work at the coffee shop by myself. You can lie down at home!" Zi Yang wanted to leave.
"Coffee shop?" Old Wang got up to his feet: "What? You are going to work in the coffee shop. Have you figured it out?"
"Well, I figured it out, where do I not work? There are more opportunities to work with Su Rui and Xiaoli, maybe they will be impressed by my talent?" Zi Yang straightened his suit and tie in front of the mirror.
This set of clothes was bought by my parents when I was just admitted to college, and it has been pressed on the bottom of the box and was reluctant to wear it.
"Wait, I'll take a shower and change my clothes." Old Wang whizzed up from his wife.
"Be more formal, and leave a good impression on the first day at work!" Zi Yang shouted at the back of Lao Wang Bai Huahua.
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Zi Yang was sitting on the bicycle, half of his body deliberately behind him, hiding behind Pharaoh's generous back, and moving as little as possible to avoid messing up his hairstyle and ruining his clothes by the wind.
"I said Lao Wang, is this the fucking most formal suit of yours?"
Lao Wang was wearing a white sports T-shirt and a pair of fat sports shorts on his lower body. It didn't look like he was going to work in a coffee shop, but he was going to punch him.
"This is already my grandest set of clothes! Don't you think this shirt is very clean?"
Zi Yang shook his head, there is no way, Pharaoh's pattern is like this.
When he arrived at the coffee shop, Zi Yang reorganized his clothes at the door, and then walked in with his head swaggered.
"How many sirs?" the waiter asked politely.
Zi Yang was taken aback, then he woke up and said blushingly, "No, no, no, I'm not here to eat, I, I'm here to work..."
Obviously, this formal dress made the waiter mistakenly think he was a customer for consumption.
When he was embarrassed, someone suddenly slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, why are you here!"