With my blood boiling with pride and pride, I pulled out the gun in my hand, "go to hell!" There was no flash of cold light as imagined.
I go! I lowered my head and took a closer look at my frustration. It turned out that this Japanese sword, which looked so intimidating, was not edged, so forget it if it was not edged.
The blade was also wrapped with a layer of transparent tape, and only the tip of the blade, which was not very sharp, was exposed. The pride I had just now, that I had a knife in my hand and looked down upon the world, disappeared in an instant.
I casually slashed twice in the air. I turned my head and smiled teasingly at Yu Qing: "This knife is not as useful as the legs of a stool, right?"
Hearing this, Yu Qing also smiled a little embarrassed and said: "This piece of shit is just to scare people. It's not as effective as a brick. This knife is like a nuclear weapon in the hands of a superpower. The main thing is The main thing is to shock and intimidate.”
"Haha! It turns out that people in society are just paper tigers? They live by scaring people."
I played with the gun in my hand for a while, then put it back into the scabbard and said with a relaxed smile.
"Hey! The vast majority of social bastards are just trying to scare people, but there is an exception to everything. There are also a very small number of people who are just playing around in society who are indeed crazy, cruel, bloodthirsty and inhumane awesome people. Fierce people, maybe it’s because we are young and think less about the things we have experienced. Brother Yong often says that you kids, it’s best not to go too deep into things in society. In those places where the water is deep, you just don’t look at it. well."
Yu Qing gave me a general introduction to the current situation of gangsters in today's society in a sincere tone, "Brother Yong won't let you fall in too deep. It seems that he sincerely treats you. Is he a bit special as a big brother?"
I said with some insight, "I don't understand much about Brother Yong. It's too tiring to think about it so much. Just take it one day at a time."
Yu Qing said very free and easy, I nodded in sympathy, Yu Qing took the *** from my hand, and soon wrapped the torn school uniform around the *** again, and then The knife was handed back to me again.
"I think you are quite stable. I feel more at ease if you hold this knife. If it were Dasong, if that guy gave him a knife, he would dare to cut even the Lord of Hell. This guy is good at everything, but he is crazy. It sounds a bit tough, something is really going on these days, either running through the fence or running away, so it’s better to take it easy and be careful with the Ten Thousand Years Ship."
Just as Yu Qing and I were chatting, suddenly two "didi" car horns came from the entrance of the alley.
Two milky-white Jinbei vans slowly stopped on the road in front of the alley. The passenger window was rolled down halfway, and Brother Gang, who was sitting inside, waved to us.
"Get in the car!" Yu Qing led a total of eight of us to the van quickly. Yu Qing, Wang Hudasong and I got into the car in front of Brother Gang, and the other four people walked to the one in the back. .
After we got on the bus, Brother Gang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, flicked the cigarette butt in his hand and ordered to the driver:
"Drive!" Wang Hu and I sat in the last row of the van. Wang Hu, who was next to me, saw that I was holding a long object wrapped tightly in a torn school uniform in my arms.
I asked curiously: "What kind of treasure is it? It's wrapped in paper?" I smiled at him mysteriously, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Guy, don't you bring a knife with you when you fight?"
When Wang Hu heard this, he snatched the Japanese sword wrapped in a torn school uniform from my arms. He tore open the torn school uniform and inspected it casually. Then he threw the knife back into my arms nonchalantly.
"What a piece of shit! Cut! The scrap metal is useless." I looked at his uncaring face. My teeth were itching and I wanted to punch him, but Wang Hu despised me. curled his lips.
"Hmph! You know nothing! This is called nuclear weapons." Anyway, that's what Yu Qing said. I wrapped the Japanese sword again in my old school uniform and held it in my arms again.
I closed my eyes slightly and leaned on the backrest of my seat, and stopped talking to Brother Hu, this idiot.
I remember that the masters on TV were all pretending like this, and I didn’t know if I was pretending to be cool or not, but I knew that I was really nervous and excited, worried and yearning at the same time.
I even feel a little longing for it, longing for bloodshed in the streets and across the world, longing for living in luxury and wealth.
At this time, the atmosphere in the car was a bit tense. No one in the car said a word. Seeing that everyone was silent, Brother Gang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head and smiled gently and said:
"Why are you already wilting? Brother Xiaoyue is..." Brother Gang looked at me with questioning eyes. Before he could finish his words, I said, "His name is Wang Hu and he is mine..."
I paused and thought about a reasonable relationship in my mind, "Cousin, from my second aunt's family." The next second I made up the identity of a cousin.
Brother Gang nodded kindly to Wang Hu in the back row. Wang Hu grinned politely and smiled kindly at him.
Brother Gang's sharp gaze, which was not big at all, swept across the faces of the four of us one by one, and then said very seriously: "Daqing Dasong, you two are old birds, it will happen in a while, just look at my eyes, Xiao Xiao Yue and Cousin, you two are guest stars, just stand in the background and act as a screen. If someone from Wanli really makes a move, you two have nothing to do with it. Safety first, just run away first."
After hearing Brother Gang's instructions, I nodded lightly.
"I'm going to go! It's just an extra act? We won't just get two boxes of lunch and then collapse, right?" Wang Hu, who was next to me, muttered in a very low voice.
Dasong, who was sitting in front of him, heard this, turned around and smiled mischievously: "If you are not full after two boxes, I will talk to Brother Gang and give you two an extra chicken drumstick. In addition, I, Dasong, will pay for it at my own expense." One more beer for each person.”
Wang Hu, who had become familiar with Dasong in the past few days, stretched out his hand and scratched his head and said with a smile: "Mai Tai, am I right? I've just entered the industry. I don't understand the market. Why are you asking? The wine last time was considered a waste." I drank with you for nothing, why can’t you make friends with me like a white-eyed wolf?”
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the car burst into laughter, and the somewhat silent atmosphere was immediately broken.
Brother Gang was sitting in the passenger seat, staring ahead at the four of us behind him, and roughly narrating the ins and outs of the current matter.
In the morning, the proprietress of Wenqing Karaoke Hall called He Yong. On the phone, He Yong was asked to find two leaders and call a few buddies. In the evening, he went to the entrance of the No. 2 Middle School to solve some problems. Son.
The cause of the incident was that Ranhong's niece, who was studying in the city's No. 2 Middle School, had a conflict with a naughty boy at school. Ranhong's niece's name was Ranjing, and she was a child of her second brother's family. In Class 26, Grade 2, City No. 2 Middle School.
