The fat man woke up before the ambulance arrived at the hospital, which made Yang Dongxu breathe a sigh of relief and his gloomy face looked better.
When we arrived at the hospital, we first treated the wound on our head and then did a CT scan of the brain. As long as no intracranial congestion was found, it would be completely fine. As for minor concussions, just go home and recuperate, and you don’t even need to go to the hospital. live.
When he came out of the CT room, the fat man, who was still a little dizzy, was much more awake. Yang Dongxu also asked clearly what happened. It was all caused by playing games.
Although there is no Romance of the Three Kingdoms, let alone The King of Fighters: Journey to the West, just some simple games of beating little bees, they are still extremely popular. There are more than a dozen machines in a game console room, and even during class, they are still full of truant students and people from the community.
People like Fatty who get out of school at noon or run out to play for a while after school in the evening are not very lucky and won't be able to grab the opportunity. But just like that, the fat man still runs to the game room every day. Even if he can't play, he can still enjoy it. Just like a smoker who gets addicted to cigarettes, even if he can't smoke, he feels much better when he smells other people's smoke.
Fatty was lucky today. As soon as he arrived, a little kid was dragged away by his parents by his ears. So he sat down and started beating him, not even planning to eat lunch.
He often runs to the game console room, and even though his father walked him away several times, he still refuses to change his ways. There is no telling what Fatty’s gaming level is. So I cleared the level with one card not long after I sat down, which attracted many onlookers to praise me.
Just when he was boasting proudly that he could play cards for a whole day, Sun Changcai came in and brought this man over. Sun Changcai is also a student at a nearby school, but he spends much more time skipping classes than attending classes.
Therefore, he is very famous in this game room and is called the Little Prince of Bees. So when he came in and heard the fat man bragging about how good he was at beating the little bees, he was like the top brother in the game room. Naturally, Sun Changcai didn't want to do it.
But it's obviously not Sun Changcai's character to beat someone up when he comes up. Only by using his powerful gaming skills to kill the opponent will he feel more comfortable. So the two people without saying anything directly competed, and whoever increased the bet and lost immediately got out and gave up the machine. come out. Several people on his side have no chance.
It goes without saying that the fat man won, which made Sun Changcai look very ugly, so he cursed a few times. Who is the fat man? I have been following Yang Dongxu since I was a child, and I am a bully in the school, but I have never suffered a disadvantage and naturally scolded him back.
So the two people went from arguing to fighting, and the game PK turned into a real person PK. Those who can open game rooms nowadays are undoubtedly somewhat famous on the road, otherwise their business will definitely be ruined by idle gangsters in society.
So after the two started fighting, the owner of the game console room called out to them, and they went to the door to compete. Even though the fat man was tall and powerful, there were so many people on the other side, so he was easily beaten by a group of people in an open place outside.
"If you run to the game room from now on, I'll beat you up myself without anyone else doing it." Yang Dongxu glared at the fat man angrily.
Fatty used to be pretty good at studying. Even if he couldn't make it into the top ten in the class, he was at least above average. As a person who often skips classes if he studies seriously, he is naturally not qualified to preach to others.
Although a good academic degree is much more important in this era than in later generations, basically a good university can be equated with a good job. But Fatty is a cheerful person who is very good at organizing and communicating. Yang Dongxu does not feel that such abilities are inferior to those with academic qualifications.
At least if he had to choose, he would rather choose a fat man who is good at communication to help him do something, rather than a fat man who is highly educated but rigid. Of course, it would be perfect if he was good at sociability and had a high degree of education, so he would naturally not refuse.
So when Fatty was playing games and neglecting his studies, he knew but didn't say much. Having come from this age, he understands the feeling of being in a rebellious stage and encountering new toys.
But this time it was different. This time he got involved with someone because of playing a game. If he hadn't happened to pass by and didn't know what the outcome would be, then he would have to say something. Especially places like the game console room are basically gathering places for gangsters and bad students.
Although the fat man has a pure nature, he is still young after all. Who knows if hanging around with these people will lead to any bad habits. Today, I had a conflict with others over my gaming skills and was beaten. Will I be gambling with others using my gaming skills tomorrow? This is not Yang Dongxu's unfounded worry, but this kind of thing is too common in game console rooms.
"I'm just going to have fun, and I'll never fight again?" The fat man instantly turned into a bitter face after hearing that he couldn't go to the game console room anymore.
A person who is addicted to games is like a smoker who is addicted to cigarettes. If you don't let him play games, won't it kill him?
If the fat man's father taught him this, the fat man would definitely be afraid on the outside, and then secretly play, which is what he is doing now. But if Yang Dongxu said this, he would be a bit confused.
To be honest, even though they are of the same age and often quarrel with Yang Dongxu, sarcastic and insulting each other, I don't know why he rarely refutes what Yang Dongxu says, and basically listens to everything he says. It's like a naughty child who always makes trouble at home, but especially listens to the teacher when he goes to school.
"No, if you go back and I say I'll beat you, I'll beat you. If you don't believe me, you can try." Yang Dongxu waited angrily for the fat man. Since such a thing has been said, there must not be any cracks, otherwise there will be no difference between what has been said and what has not been said. Sample.
"Can we go once a week?" Recently, his gaming skills have reached the peak. Being watched by a group of people every day is when his vanity is greatly satisfied. Suddenly not being allowed to play is even more uncomfortable than beating him again. , so he worked hard for it.
"Okay." Yang Dongxu snorted, which made the fat man's eyes light up, but the next words made him feel that his life was gloomy: "You go to Ducheng now."
The fat man suddenly felt that the 'beautiful girl' he loved so much was suddenly waving goodbye to him, and ordinary people couldn't understand that kind of heartache. But between the 'beautiful girl' and his brother Yang Dongxu in this game, he could only choose the latter without hesitation. The two brothers could only give up their 'love' for their gay friends.
"Don't look like you're dying." Yang Dongxu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the fat man's appearance.
People who are addicted to games are sometimes irrational. He is really afraid that the fat man will choose to break up with him just to play games. Now it seems that although Fatty is addicted to games, he has not gone crazy yet.
"Who hit my son..."
"This is a hospital. Don't yell."
"Get out of my way."
bump......
The door to the ward was kicked open, and then four or five big men walked in. The leader, Da Dongjun, actually rolled up his sleeves, revealing the dragon-shaped tattoo on his arm. Tattoos these days are on par with Heisehui. No.
"Throw it out." Yang Dongxu frowned.
I saw that Sun Changcai knew the policeman before, and he was quite polite. Yang Dongxu knew that Sun Changcai might not be a simple idle member of society, and this matter was definitely not over yet, so he was not surprised at all by the other party's appearance.
"A little bastard..." The fat man is currently receiving infusions for anti-inflammation because of the stitches on his head. He was lying on the hospital bed because he was a little dizzy before. But naturally he doesn't need a separate ward just for fluids, so there are other things in the ward. Several other patients. After this group of people came in, they had not yet found the real owner. As soon as Yang Dongxu opened his mouth, they naturally had a target.
Snapped!
The man who came in was slapped back by Du Fei before he could finish his curse words. Then he came from the ward and outside to stop the nurse from screaming. The big man who came in let out a miserable howl, and Du Fei threw him away. Got out.
Although Du Fei kept his hands and did not use all his strength, these big men either had broken arms or broken ribs. To deal with this group of bastards who are not good people at first glance, the necessary lessons will save a lot of trouble.
This time, these people were howling in agony, and they were no longer as arrogant as they were when they kicked the ward open. Everyone looked at Du Fei in fear, not even daring to say such cruel words as "You kid, I'm waiting for you."
"Are you a family member of Sun Changcai?" Yang Dongxu, who looked around among the fallen men, walked out of the ward and closed the door, asked one of the middle-aged men with a crew cut. There are some similarities between him and Sun Changcai.
"What are you doing, brother? If you clear the way, I will admit defeat." Sun Dafa obviously had more eyes than his son Sun Changcai.
As soon as they met, his ribs were broken, and it was a young man who came out to take charge, not the person who did it just now. He understood that the person his son hit this time might not be offended by them. So at this time, he didn't mention that his son was beaten, and just accepted the fact that they were beaten.
"A bit discerning." Seeing the bachelor's appearance, Yang Dongxu revealed a smile, walked to Sun Dafa and knelt down: "My friend was beaten into a coma. Although he wakes up now, I don't know if there will be any sequelae."
"It's my son's fault. We will pay for the medical expenses, nutritional expenses... In short, everything is my son's fault. I will bear all the losses and expenses. Do you think 1,000 yuan is enough?" Now that I have given up. Sun Dafa didn't hesitate at all, and directly offered compensation without Yang Dongxu saying anything.
"What do you think?" Yang Dongxu glanced at Sun Dafa, then moved his eyes away from Sun Dafa's face and looked at his arms supporting his body. At this time, Du Fei seemed to understand Yang Dongxu's meaning and took a step closer to Sun Dafa.
"5,000 thousand. If my little brother's friend really suffers from any sequelae in the future, the medical expenses will also be mine." Sun Dafa gritted his teeth and said. But the latter sentence is obviously nonsense and is just said to sound nice.
Because if the friend of the young man in front of him really had any problems, the other party's methods would obviously not negotiate any terms with him, and he would have been beaten to the point where he would no longer be able to take care of himself.
"Ten thousand." The smile on Yang Dongxu's face became thicker, but his eyes were cold.
Sun Dafa hesitated for a moment, then Du Fei, who was beside him, raised his feet. He quickly agreed: "Okay, I agree, I agree."
"Are you injured?" Yang Dongxu stood up and looked at Sun Dafa and a few people around him.
"We accidentally fell it ourselves, and my son and others also accidentally injured themselves. It has nothing to do with you."
