The shops on both sides of the store were emptied, the PCs' police lights were still flashing, and two PCs stood in the doorway, recording video of the scene.

Zhou Miao looked up and saw Jin Feng, showed a smug smile, and wiped it vigorously, his face was full of blood, which was even more terrifying.

"Brother Feng, that bastard ran away. ”

"Brother Ao is fighting so fiercely now. One dozen six!"

Zhou Miao screamed, but there was deep fear in his eyes.

Jin Feng nodded vigorously, the blood in his eyes was about to come out, and he squatted down and lit a cigarette into Zhou Miao's mouth.

patted Zhou Miao's shoulder vigorously and said in a low voice, "It's okay if you're okay." ”

Turned around and walked to Long Ao, with an extra pack of cigarettes in his hand, silently lit it, and handed it over silently.

Long Ao casually looked at Jin Feng's cigarette and snorted, "You also smoked fake cigarettes." ”

The cigarette was given by Wu Guohua for swimming at night, and it was not seen on the market, and everything I saw was fake.

"Real cigarettes, someone else gave them. You take it. ”

"Your stuff, I don't want it. ”

"Your phone and cigarette are in the attic, hold it for a while. ”

Jin Feng sat down silently, smoked silently, and whispered, "How is it?"

Long Ao's face was full of disdain, his hand holding the cigarette was raised high, his head was held high, and he said with a sneer.

"Nine people, Lao Tzu fights six. Sanshui took a blade. ”

"Count him as good luck as a dog day. If the patrol car had been five minutes late, Lao Tzu would have definitely killed him. ”

Jin Feng asked in a deep voice, "How did you do it?"

Long Ao pulled his mouth, his eyes showed a cold light, and he said lightly: "If you hit it, you should meet it, and if you meet it, you will fight." ”

Looking at Jin Feng, Long Ao put down his hand.

A stream of chopstick-sized blood flowed down from the top of his head, like a stream.

Jin Feng raised his head suddenly, clenched his teeth all of a sudden, clenched his fists, and dug his nails into the flesh.

A five-centimeter-long mouth on Long Ao's head was bubbling with blood, dripping down from his forehead, overflowing his eyelids, dripping on his legs like threads, and finally sliding to the ground.

"Be careful. Yang Wei has now learned kung fu, and it hurts to beat people. ”

Long Ao leaned against the stew stove behind him, tilting his head to look at Jin Feng, his eyelids closed but he tried to open them, and the blood was still surging from his head.

"There is a person next to him, who is very vicious, and they are all ruthless moves, and I can't beat them. ”

"It's not easy to pass this level. ”

After speaking, Long Ao closed his eyes and crooked to the ground.

Zhou Miao screamed, dragged her stump over, and fell to the ground without taking two steps.

Jin Feng's hand pressed Long Ao's head tightly, and blood gushed out from between his fingers, staining Jin Feng's hand, red and shiny.

At two o'clock in the morning, Jin Feng came out of the hospital and returned to the snack street without washing his hands.

In the hospital, Jin Feng and Long Ao quarreled again.

"You rest. I'll carry the rest. ”

"You can't afford to carry it. ”

"Pack up your things and move. Go to the Big Buddha City and wait for the boss to come out. Change places and start all over again. ”

Jin Feng said quietly: "Things, don't clean up, home, don't move." ”

"I'll go back and open the shop. ”

"He's coming, let's die. ”

Zhou Miao was still cleaning the store alone.

The bosses of the surrounding shops were busy closing the stalls, and no one came over to greet Jin Feng and Zhou Miao, but pointed at the place, looking gloating.

Jin Feng stood still, turned his head, his gaze swept straight over, and his sharp eyes pierced the hearts of the people opposite.

Several bosses and guys lowered their heads and hurriedly packed their things.

The two people who sold stewed stew next door shouted at Jin Feng. He shouted coldly: "What are you staring at Lao Tzu? ”

"As for the second tendon of the dragon, he deserves to be unlucky. ”

"If he doesn't die, it's a big life. ”

"Dead and vain. ”

Jin Feng didn't say a word, picked up the beer bottle and smashed it at the man.

The man was caught off guard and was hit in the chest, and his wife was furious, and she yelled at Jin Feng when she rushed up.

Jin Feng picked up another bottle, knocked it hard, broke the wine bottle, held the bottle handle, and shouted at the woman.

"Try scolding again. ”

The woman froze in place, her face frightened.

The man came over and held the woman's hand tightly, but he didn't dare to look at Jin Feng again.

The owners of the other neighboring shops were so frightened that they didn't dare to look this way again.

Jin Feng said in a deep voice: "They are all begging for a living on the same street, which family will not encounter trouble!?"

"Today it is my two brothers' turn, you gloat, tomorrow when it is your turn, what will you do?"

"What do you think?"

When these words came out, the boss and the guy in the nearby store lowered his head.

Jin Feng slowly turned his head, trying to adjust his breathing.

"How is Brother Ao?"

"Minor concussion. Twelve stitches were taken. Slept. ”

"I had to lie down for a few days before I was discharged. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Miao burst into tears and whimpered.

"Don't cry. ”

Patting Zhou Miao's shoulder heavily, Jin Feng said coldly: "Tears are worthless. Don't be looked down upon. ”

"Get up. Put in order. ”

Jin Feng entered the store and picked up the stacks in an orderly manner.

The boiled sausages, pork ribs and beef are put into the freezer one by one, and the broken pig's trotter soup casserole is put outside.

The honeycomb coal stove has long been extinguished by the pig's trotter soup, and all the honeycomb coal has been taken out.

Zhou Miao bit her arm and snorted heavily.

Wiping his tears, he stood up and silently began to clean up.

The various ingredients that had been knocked over had been swept out and piled up in a heap.

The two brothers packed up the broken light boxes, beer bottles, dishes, chopsticks, and plastic basins, took the buckets and packed all the scraps, loaded them onto the board truck, and pushed them to the movable garbage car 500 meters away and dumped them one by one.

After all this, it was already past four o'clock in the morning.

The shops around have all closed except for those that are open all night, and the whole street, the dim street lamps are as dim as chrysanthemums, black and dark, eerie and terrifying.

The ground was washed by Zhou Miao three times, and the sewage and blood water mixed together, flowed to the side of the street, and slowly entered the sewer.

Jin Feng half-knelt beside Zhou Miao, holding liquor to clean Zhou Miao's wounds.

Zhou Miao's injuries are not serious, most of them are skin injuries, just rest for a few days.

There were two minor internal injuries in the body, there were no needles, Jin Feng made a simple fire pot with the glass in the store, and quickly cured Zhou Miao's internal injuries.

Zhou Miao shed tears while telling Jin Feng what happened.

As Long Ao said, fate should meet, no one can escape.

Four people came over for a snack, saying that they had three more tables and ordered a lot of dishes.

As soon as the stewed vegetables were served, the wine had not yet been drunk, and the rest of the people got out of the car.

Zhou Miao was busy sending wine over, and was eye-to-eye with a person.

That person is Yang Wei.

Yang Wei didn't pay much attention to Zhou Miao when he first saw him, he just felt a little familiar, and when he turned around and saw Long Ao stir-frying vegetables by the pot, he immediately stood up.

Yang Wei looked at Long Ao and Zhou Miao, but he didn't do anything, and drank slowly.

Zhou Miao told Long Ao the news, Long Ao only looked at Yang Wei, didn't speak, and continued to stir-fry.

After a while, Long Ao came over with pig's trotter soup, and Yang Wei stood up and stared at Long Ao hatefully.

put a cockroach in front of Long Ao, spit out a mouthful of saliva in the pig's trotter soup, and pointed at Long Ao and said.

"Your pig's trotter soup has cockroaches. How's that counted?"

"Why don't you drink this bowl of soup and eat it with cockroaches. ”

"If you want, kneel down and kowtow. ”

When enemies meet, there is nothing to talk about and negotiate.

"Eat your mother's fuck. ”

Long Ao took the soup and buckled it to Yang Wei's head and kicked Yang Wei's stomach.

In an instant, the fight began.

Long Ao, who has worked hard for five years to practice sanda, has been waiting for this day in his dreams.

Nine people on the opposite side were beating at Long Ao, and beer bottles and dishes were flying all over the sky.

Zhou Miao, who had been prepared a long time ago, rushed over with two kitchen knives from the store and slashed indiscriminately.

On this day, Zhou Miao has also been waiting for five years.

When you meet Yang Wei, you will never die.

The nine people on the other side immediately divided three people to deal with Zhou Miao.

Of the remaining six, Long Ao didn't fight anyone, so he only went to Yang Wei to die alone.

I don't know how many punches and kicks I received on my body and head, beer bottles and benches.

But Long Ao only beat Yang Wei alone.

Yang Wei has also practiced kung fu in the past few years, but compared to Long Ao, it is still a little worse.

Yang Wei obviously didn't expect that Long Ao would be even more fierce now than five years ago, being pressed to the ground by Long Ao and beaten violently, with every punch to the head.

Several of Yang Wei's friends couldn't do anything, four people wrenched their hands and feet, and one person strangled Long Ao's neck, and used the strength of milk to move Long Ao away. ()

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