fight to the death

Hearing this, Jiang Huai raised his eyebrows, put his hands to his lips and shouted: "Brother, don't bring your family if you scold me! Whoever says your mother is a dog!"

The child's voice suddenly disappeared.

He turned and went upstairs, and almost bumped into the person who came out of it before entering the door.

The man walked away cursing, Jiang Huai bowed his head and walked in without saying a word.

Today is considered unlucky for eight lifetimes, and you can bump into people wherever you go.

When Jiang Huai came in, his mother was standing in the kitchen talking on the phone, he craned his neck to look at the kitchen, wrinkled his nose and smelled a burnt smell.Jiang Huai walked over quietly, leaned into Liu Yun's ear, and said softly, "The kitchen is about to explode."

The corners of Liu Yun's raised mouth suddenly dropped, and she turned her head to look at Jiang Huai with wide eyes, almost throwing off the spatula in her hand: "Oh my mother... I was scared... Don't you walk without making a sound?" After finishing speaking, he suddenly remembered that he was still on the phone, and Jiang Huai smiled triumphantly, pointing to Liu Yun's mobile phone which was still next to his ear.

The 40-year-old aunt set up a little bird in front of her lover and completely collapsed. Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations.

Liu Yun turned off the fire and didn't care about the black thing in the pot. He raised his hand and hit Jiang Huai, but he still didn't hang up the phone. The voice that came out of his mouth was exactly the same as the one in the Taiwanese drama Hearing this, Jiang Huai was taken aback for a while, never expecting that his mother actually has this kind of fine-grained skill.

The slap Liu Yun slapped was not light at all, and there was a muffled sound when it landed on Jiang Huai. He grabbed the pillow on the sofa and threw it at Liu Yun, then ran back to the room and locked the door.

Jiang Huai sighed after closing the door, walked to the table and stared at the clock on the wall for a while, then opened the side drawer and took out a rather thick notebook.

He has always had the habit of writing a diary, and he doesn't know when he developed this habit. He only knows that he wants to write down all the good, bad, bad, and sad things he encounters, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't.And this habit has come and gone and he has practiced Jianghuai's writing. I remember that when he was in junior high school, his class teacher strongly recommended his composition and won a national first prize.

This diary has been written more than half, Jiang Huai flipped through it roughly, and finally turned to a blank page, pressed down the ballpoint pen and wrote down the date.

Nothing seems to have happened today... I have written all my complaints before, but now I can't write anything.Leaning his head on the back of the chair, Jiang Huai took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He nimbly turned the ballpoint pen with his fingers. He closed his eyes, and a cloud of green appeared in his mind.

Ah...Jiang Huai opened his eyes, the ballpoint pen fell from his hand and fell on the notebook, Jiang Huai raised his hand and wrote three words——

"Green turtle."

"Did you go to No. [-] Middle School today?" Liu Yun finished the last dish and sat down next to Jiang Huai. "What do you think of this school?"

"Dirty, messy, poor." Jiang Huai swallowed his meal and said these three words by feeling. For some reason, he always felt choked on today's meal, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Don't eat." Liu Yun took out her mobile phone, looked at the news on it and smiled sweetly, "Is it uncomfortable to suddenly become a low-level people from a prince? Don't blame me, blame your father, He was the one who kicked us out."

Jiang Huai glanced at her, lowered his head and continued to eat: "That's not because you cheated."

"What do you mean I cheated?" Liu Yun put down her phone, got up and sat on the sofa, took out the cosmetics she bought before coming here from her bag, and began to smear on her face, "It was your dad who first looked for Xiaosan. I can't do it?"

"Be quiet, you're over 40." Jiang Huai put down his chopsticks and looked at Liu Yun, "You want to go out? Find that pig... pig's trotters?"

"It's Zhu Di!" Liu Yun took the paper in her hand and threw it on Jiang Huai, "A woman has 41 flowers, not to mention your mother and I are not ugly." After she finished speaking, she put on her new high-heeled shoes and walked out. He blew a kiss to Jiang Huai: "Mom won't come back tonight, you can wash the dishes, mom loves you!"

Jiang Huai was overwhelmed by the blown kiss to Lei, and after washing the dishes, he went back to his room and sang a song against the wall.It may be that he ate a lot tonight, Jiang Huai still felt his stomach was bloated and uncomfortable after standing for a long time, seeing that it was early, he decided to go downstairs for a walk to digest food.

Huajing Street is really not a good place to take a walk. As soon as Jianghuai stepped downstairs, he could smell the rancid smell from the opposite vegetable market. It was almost dark at this time, and the vegetable sellers were also cleaning up their stalls one after another during the day. move home.

Holding his nose, he picked a place far from the vegetable market and walked there until he could no longer smell the rancid smell.

There was no one on the way. The only difference between this street and the one where Jiang Huai lived was that there were a few street lamps on the side of the road that glowed dimly and were about to explode at some point.The walls of this street are quite high, and the white walls have long since turned yellow due to the passage of time, and there are footprints of different sizes everywhere.

Jiang Huai walked forward aimlessly for a while, feeling that his stomach was not as distended as before, and was planning to walk back.At this time, an iron trash can not far from him fell to the ground with a "bang", Jiang Huai turned his head and squinted his eyes to stare at the direction of the trash can.

In the next second, a sneaker flew out, and then another person crawled out.

The man lowered his head, looking very embarrassed, Jiang Huai stood where he was, staring at him so straightly, the man suddenly turned his head, Jiang Huai was startled by his red and swollen eyes, he held up a With one hand facing Jiang Huai, before he opened his mouth to shout out, someone who came out from behind gagged his mouth with another sneaker.

"The son of a dog is quite courageous." The person walking in front had a white tiger tattooed on his left arm, and the top of his bare head was shining under the light of the street lamp. "A woman who dared to rob me." After speaking, he kicked the boy on the ground. People kick.

Afterwards, several people continued to come out from behind, Jiang Huai stepped aside and noticed that the green hair that he met during the day was still standing among the group of people.Lu Mao stood at the farthest place from them, with his back against the wall, his hands in his pockets, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"White Tiger" lifted the man on the ground up like he was catching a chicken, and tapped his forehead with his hand, and asked slowly, "Say, which hand touched Lili?"

"What Lili?" The shoe fell off the man's mouth, his voice was trembling, his face was watery and he couldn't tell whether it was snot or tears, "White Tiger" raised his head, closed his eyes, and lowered his breath The voice said: "You don't fucking pretend to be here for me, that's what, BeautifulAngle...Hey, how many fucking names does this stinky bitch have. She was beautiful yesterday and the day after tomorrow."

"I haven't touched her..." Jiang Huai couldn't help laughing when he looked at the weak chicken. The hand holding the weak chicken's collar was tightened, and he raised his other hand and slammed the weak chicken's face hard. The strength obviously used all the strength of the whole body. In an instant, the weak chicken's face was cleared of unknown liquid In addition, his face was covered with nosebleeds.

The weak chicken was completely discouraged now, and the previous look of being beaten to death disappeared without a trace, struggling to raise his hand to cover his nose, and begged the white tiger with a mournful face: "Brother...Brother, forgive me Well...I was wrong...I really knew I was wrong...I didn't know she was your woman how dare I...I Make sure you stay away from Lili, and make sure you don't touch her...Brother, please forgive me."

"Ask you again." Baihu tilted his head, "That hand touched Lili."

"Two hands..." Weak Chicken trembled all over.

"Have you ever kissed me?" Bai Hu patted his head.

"Kiss... kissed..." Weak chicken subconsciously replied, seeing that Baihu's expression was wrong, he immediately changed his words, "No! No! Absolutely never kissed!"

"Fuck me." Baihu gritted his back teeth and threw the weak chicken to the ground. Immediately, several other people surrounded him, "Beat me to death!"

With an order, several people raised their feet and stepped on the weak chicken at the same time, and another picked up a broken wine bottle from somewhere, and smashed it hard on the weak chicken's head with a "bang", the bottle shattered Halfway through, Jiang Huai felt pain from a distance, and the weak chicken yelled and gradually lost its voice. If the body lying on the ground was not still twitching, Jiang Huai thought that this person had gone on a day trip to the underworld.

Baihu walked to Lumao's side, Lumao looked up at him and nodded, took out a few cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Baihu, and put one in his mouth, lit it and used the fire on his own cigarette By the way, I lit the one from the white tiger.

"Have you beaten enough?" Lumao took a puff of cigarette and slowly let it out, glanced at the weak chicken on the ground, "Don't really beat people to death."

"Hey, don't worry." Bai Hu said, "I still have a sense of proportion in beating people."

Lumao nodded again, and stood upright. Seeing Lumao's posture, Bai Hu immediately called the people next to him to come over: "Send Brother Shen back." After speaking, Lumao walked in another direction.

Jiang Huai was not interested in watching them resolve their personal grievances, so he turned around and walked back. At this moment, the streetlights on the side of the road flickered a few times, without giving anyone a chance to prepare, they were completely cut off with a "pop".

"Fuck." Jiang Huai frowned, looked up at the street lamp, smelled a burnt smell, and ran straight away.

This bad luck has to catch up with the God of Plague.

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