Juvenile Chapter 50 Juvenile Will, Pistol

Horseshoe City, Silent Street, at this time, a yellow taxi came quickly, slowly stopping on the side of the road where graffiti was everywhere.

Sun Quangui took out five yuan and handed it to the driver and said, "Master, thank you." ”

The driver answered, but did not take the money, but looked at a few street boys not far away, and then turned his head, took the money and said: "You should be careful here, but don't make trouble, I think you should also know that this street is very messy, don't put those boys on the stall." ”

As he spoke, he looked up and gestured to several teenagers on the street in front of him.

Shaoyu looked ahead casually, smiled, and said to the driver: "Thank you, Uncle Driver, don't worry! We really just came to find friends." ”

The driver nodded and said, "Okay! ”

Several teenagers got out of the car one after another, followed by a few unkind glances.

There are basically no people coming to the silent street during the day, let alone a car, in fact, when the taxi stopped, several teenagers squatting on the side of the street found it.

As the young ladies walked in, one of them gave his companion a look, and the man quickly ran into the door of the store behind him, and there were four colorful characters hanging on the door, "Brother Guang Bar!"

The reaction of the first few people, without Shaoyu thinking about it, knew that it was a bald person, a group of ruffians, standing at the door to ventilate and report the news.

Stopping under the huge signboard, Shaoyu couldn't help but laugh in his heart, the name of this signboard was really "eye-catching".

"Boy, who are you looking for?" Before Shaoyu and the others could speak, one of the young men in jeans asked, his tone extremely disdainful.

These words were just a temptation, and he knew the intentions of several teenagers.

It's just that he's not happy, as a ruffian, he doesn't like anyone, especially people younger than himself, and he will bully them even more.

Shaoyu and the others frowned and didn't respond, their eyes were focused on the person who spoke, the popcorn-like hairstyle, the torn shoulders, and the dangling chain at the waist, this alternative dress made them doubt the word "trend" when they were still in elementary school.

On the contrary, Zhou Yingjun suddenly spoke, his round eyes were full of curiosity, and he pointed to the man's hair and asked, "Is your hair real or fake?"

As soon as these words came out, the companions who were with the man laughed out loud almost at the same time, and their eyes were even more disdainful of the teenagers in front of them.

Bang!, the scene suddenly became silent, it turned out that the person was suddenly slapped by Zhou Yingjun, and looked at Zhou Yingjun with his instantly red and swollen face, completely stunned, and did not bring people to react.

Zhou Yingjun continued to speak, as if the slap just now was not slapped by him, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Facing the strong man who was a head taller than himself, the man still covered his face and didn't dare to speak.

However, Zhou Yingjun actually reached out and pulled the man's hair, as if he wanted to see if it was true.

Several of his companions were also stunned by Zhou Yingjun's sudden slap, but they didn't dare to say anything, they were so big that they even laughed, did they dare to speak, dare to stop them, and silently looked at everything in front of them.

At this moment, a shout came from inside the faΓ§ade, "People are coming, why don't you invite ......"

Before the bald head who walked out finished speaking, he saw that his person was being pulled by a large piece of hair, and he exclaimed, "What are you doing!?"

Zhou Yingjun stopped his hand, let go of the man's hair, hurriedly patted his palm, and muttered with a look of disgust, "How can your hair fly as high as it gets." ”

Immediately afterwards, he said to the oncoming bald head: "Who are you, bald!"

After speaking, he reacted, deliberately looked at the bald head, and then looked at Shaoyu, knowing that the bald head in front of him was the person who kidnapped Shouyi in Shaoyu's mouth, his face instantly became unkind, staring at the bald head, and did not speak.

The bald head didn't pay attention to Zhou Yingjun, his eyes looked at Lei Zi casually, his eyes showed joy, and he said, "Let's go in and talk!"

The crowd did not move.

The bald head showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?

Shaoyu Wei laughed and walked in vain, followed by several teenagers.

Seeing them walk into the store, the corners of their bald mouths quietly hooked, and they looked like villains.

He gestured a look to a few people around him, several of them nodded one after another, and when the bald head walked into the store, several people consciously stood on both sides of the store door, subconsciously observing the surroundings.

Walking into the bar, several teenagers looked at the decoration of the store with a little curiosity, and there were many sexy women painted on the wall, which made several teenagers red-faced, and Huang Huafeng lowered her head and followed behind everyone.

"Feel free to sit, kids. Later, the bald head said a word, passed by several teenagers, walked straight into the counter, took out a beer from it and slowly poured the wine glass in front of him with a leisurely and elegant look, and asked without raising his head: "Do the children drink?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Shaoyu snorted coldly, facing the calmness of the bald head, he was very uncomfortable, and said unceremoniously: "Where is my brother?"

In the face of Shaoyu's attitude, the bald head did not react at all, but showed his big yellow teeth and smiled, and then gave the person standing on the side a look, the person walked to a dark position, and suddenly did not enter, and the person was gone.

Shaoyu, who was staring at him, knew that it was the inner room of the bar.

In less than a few breaths, a few people walked out, Shaoyu saw Shouyi at a glance, he was supported by the two of them to the bald head, his hands and feet were trapped by the rope, his eyes were closed peacefully, and he looked like he was asleep, and Shaoyu stared at the other person, the hat man, he also followed Shouyi and stood beside the bald head.

At this time, he did not wear a hat, and his bright yellow hair was unusually eye-catching.

Shaoyu's fingers slowly tightened, because he saw the blood stains on Shouyi's lips, and said coldly, "What's wrong with my brother?"

The bald head smiled: "It's okay, just a little drug, your brother will wake up soon." ”

"I said my brother, why is it bleeding?" Shaoyu's voice was even lower.

The bald head tightened his smile, deliberately looked at Shouyi, and indeed found blood on his lips, and then moved his gaze to the man in the hat.

The man in the hat immediately said loudly: "Li Shaoyu, this is your brother's own fall, this can't be blamed on us." ”

Shaoyu didn't speak with a gloomy face, the bald head just now, it was obvious that Shouyi was kidnapped by the hat man, and it didn't matter whether Shouyi fell by himself or was beaten by the hat man.

He, who is a brother, is willing not to let Shouyi suffer a little injury, how can he let others bully!

Since he was a child, he has been accustomed to seeing other people's attitudes towards Shouyi, what about a fool, does Shouyi himself want to be a fool?

If fate is unfair, then let him protect the righteousness.

This is his generation's family, and it is also his rebellious scale, which no one can touch.

Suddenly, Shaoyu's figure rushed towards Shouyi, his movements, the bald head reacted for a moment, and instantly took out a pitch-black hand from under the counter and grabbed it and pointed at Shouyi, but he saw ...... The young man still rushed straight forward, subconsciously wanting to shoot, but he didn't dare, and hurriedly shouted: "You dare to come over on a horse, Lao Tzu will kill ......"

A cold look, the bald head didn't continue, the gun was still aimed at Shouyi, and at this time, a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, staring at Shaoyu who was close by.

"Military ...... Brother Jun, save ...... Save me. ”

A weak, gasping voice came, it turned out that Shaoyu's target was not Shouyi, but the hat man!

Shaoyu grabbed his neck with one hand, making him unable to move.

Underneath the bright yellow hair was a pale face that was about to suffocate, Shaoyu's fingers loosened slightly, and the man in the hat instantly took a breath of air, his pupils trembled, as if he had just escaped from the hands of death.

Shaoyu rolled his eyes, and his voice was cold: "Let my brother go." ”

The kidnapping of the hat man was one of his plans, and it was also to punish him for his evil deeds to defend righteousness.

At the moment when he saw the bald head appear with a pistol, Shaoyu really panicked, he didn't dare to shake a little, and he didn't dare to bet on whether the bald head really dared to shoot.

If it was someone else, Shaoyu would do it directly, but at this time, it was his brother, and he would never allow any mistakes.

The bald head didn't speak, the cold sweat on his forehead couldn't stop popping up, and the palm of his hand holding the pistol could feel the sweat.

The scene in front of him reminded him of the scene that afternoon, he ended up like this, and the fear of suffocation made him remember it very deeply now, when he even thought that he was dead, the torture of constantly tempting on the edge of death, he was really afraid.

Although the person who was choked by the neck in front of him was not himself, those cold eyes seemed to remind him all the time.

"Military ...... Brother Jun, save ..... Save me. ”

The painful voice of the man in the hat appeared, his bald head bit his tongue, his eyes were cold, the gun in his hand shook at Shouyi, and he shouted: "Call Lei Zi to Lao Tzu!"

Shaoyu didn't speak, and the chill in his eyes seemed to kill someone.

The bald hand shook, closer to Shouyi's innocent and lovely face, and said loudly: "Did you hear it!!"

Psychological fighting, Shaoyu stared at that hideous face, as if he wanted to see a flaw in that disgusting face, but ...... But when he saw the yellowed old teeth in his trembling mouth, his heart was ruthless, and he kicked his knee violently at the man in the hat.

A painful lament instantly filled the entire store, and the bald head was also in a trance by Shaoyu's sudden movements, and suddenly approached the door of Shouyi's head, and roared: "Lao Tzu's patience is not enough, don't challenge my bottom line when you step on the horse." ”

"Do you believe it or not, Lao Tzu is really your brother!"

The bald head bared his teeth fiercely, and as he spoke, he put the muzzle of the gun against the door of Shouyi's head.

At this scene, Shaoyu's pupils dilated, the strength in his hand couldn't help but loosen, and the man in the hat coughed for a while, setting off a huge wave in his heart.

The boy's face turned pale.

His arm slammed into the corner, and with a snap, the man in the hat was thrown five meters away, shattering several glass tables, and he got up after a long time without yellow hair, which shows how strong Shaoyu's blow is.

Shaoyu looked at the bald head for a few breaths, and silently walked back to the side of several teenagers, with a slightly drooping face, like a lost dog.

With Shaoyu's departure, the string that was tight in the bald head's heart was instantly loosened, and the big yellow teeth that were clenched couldn't help but open, exhaled, hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled wantonly, he knew that he had dominated this game of chess.