"When we were younger, we liked to wear floral shirts on the dance floor, and girls usually wore fluffy hairstyles or long, straight hair. Wear a white shirt with a nice bow tie, and in winter, a knit sweater with sequins on top. The lower body is either a pleated skirt or jeans.

There are also many people who drink alcohol, but they are not like the young people who later like to drink foreign wine. We drank a lot of beer at that time, and when we danced, some of us loved to show off, so we would break dance and shake our whole body. The fat man is a person who loves to talk, and often finds someone to chat with in the girl's pile, but unfortunately, in the end, he often chats and turns the girl he wants to chase into his friend. So it's still a single person, Luo Qiong is the first time to come, watching the fat man in the girl's pile like a fish in water, it is a face of worship, and it feels like seeing a legendary hero.

Every time I come to this kind of place, I actually feel bored, I don't know how to dance much, and the kind of thing that shakes up listening to music doesn't work for me. Second, I like white and don't have much interest in beer. But the fat man likes it, so he pulls me up every time.

Once I came in, I sat down near the bar, asked the bartender for a beer, got a plate of fruit, and prepared to survive the boring three or four hours.

Today, however, seems destined not to be boring!

Not long after I sat down, something happened on the fat man's side and he started to quarrel noisily!

I didn't hear the sound at first, but after a while, I felt someone calling me, and when I looked back, Luo Qiong was waving at me in the crowd. I hurriedly walked over, and saw the fat man and a strong man face to face, surrounded by the smell of gunpowder, and there were several people standing behind the strong man, who didn't look like good people, and two of them had tattoos on their bodies.

"What's going on?"

I asked.

"Brother Cui is chatting with the girl, this guy is probably drunk, and he ran up and dragged the girl to dance. The girls didn't want to, so he used brute force to scare the girls into crying. Brother Cui couldn't look at it, so he pushed him away, and this guy hit Brother Cui. ”

The causes and consequences of what Luo Qiong said are roughly the same as I thought, and this kind of thing happens every day in the discotheque. If you really start to do it, it won't be long before someone from the audience comes up to coax people. So generally you can't fight in discos, and those who fight in discos are movie clips. If you really want to fight, you will find a place where no one is going to do it after leaving the disco.

"Old ...... I'm looking for a girl to dance, you fucking little rabbit, why are you stopping me?"

The drunkard's mouth was full of wine, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Other lesbians don't want to dance with you, what should you do. I'm polite to push you, if you mess around again, Lao Tzu will tease you directly. ”

The fat man also drank alcohol, and with his character of not being afraid of heaven and earth, he began to curse after saying a few words.

The smell of gunpowder was a little more sufficient, and I stood behind the fat man, and my eyes saw that several people behind the other party had the intention of the guy. The matter may get bigger and bigger, so he stepped forward and pulled the fat man by the hand, and said in a low voice: "Fat man, don't choke first, take a look at the situation." ”

The fat man was pulled by me like this, and his head cleared up a little. At this moment, a few big men came out of the crowd, looking like they were watching the scene.

"If you want to do it, go out and fight, don't do it in my field. Don't blame me for not warning you, if anyone sees red in my field, then I will abolish him!"

The big man who took the lead wore this green military vest, and he looked like a practicing family, and behind him were all muscular men, full of momentum. The guy who was finding fault on the opposite side waved his hand, let his brother restrain a little, turned back to the big man and said, "Brother Jun, I'll give you face today, we won't see iron weapons in your field." ”

"Mad Dog, you don't fucking call me the boss. Don't make trouble, you know my temper. To fight, get out and fight. ”

The strong man known as Brother Jun shouted a few words, and the drunkard called Mad Dog nodded, pointed at the fat man and said, "Boy, you have the ability to find a place to fight outside, who loses and calls Dad, do you dare?"

"I'm afraid of you, but I can't give birth to your ugly son. ”

The fat man held his breath in his heart and shouted back.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the back alley, if you don't dare to come, don't mess around in this field in the future. Come out with me, brothers. ”

Mad dogs lead people outside. The fat man was about to rush out as he spoke, but I stopped him, I looked back at the military brother and said, "Big brother, my friend was not wrong in that incident just now." Can you take care of it?"

He lit a cigarette, looked at me and sneered, "I said, I take care of the things in the field, and I don't care about the things outside the field." ”

The fat man got drunk and lost his temper, shook off my hand, and rushed out of the disco with Luo Qiong. I frowned, took out all the thorns hidden in my coat, and walked out with my feet up.

"Wait!"

I was just about to leave when the military brother behind me called out to me.

"Where did you get the thorn in your hand? You were soldiers?"

Brother Jun asked.

My heart moved, there are many mad dogs, and the three of us are estimated to suffer losses when we go out to fight, this military brother looks like he has some prestige, and he is estimated to be from a military background. Generally speaking, the military will cover the soldier, this relationship is like a brother, the big brother covers the younger brother, there is no reason. Although we are not soldiers, if we can borrow the hand of the military brother to extinguish the majesty of the mad dogs, then we can also protect the fat man, isn't it a double win?

But if you are not a soldier, ordinary people can't see it, but if you have really been a soldier, and you are a veteran, you can easily tell it. This is a kind of temperament, there is an invisible energy in the veteran, and those who have been soldiers are different from ordinary people.

So I dispelled the idea of lying to him, and turned around and said, "We are not soldiers, but my brother's grandfather is an old Red Army, and he helped us get the thorn." The old man has killed devils, and there is still shrapnel on his body. Without further ado, I went out to help......"

With that, I rushed out with the thorn in my hand.

When we arrived in the back alley, there was already a confrontation between the two sides, and there were about a dozen people on the mad dog side, and there were only three of us here. They pulled out a few iron rods from behind their backs, and two were holding fruit knives. At first glance, it was a social gangster and a ruffian, so I shook the black cloth, handed the two thorns to the fat man and Luo Qiong, and picked up a stone from the ground behind to defend myself.

"Fuck, three people are playing with ten of us? Aren't you fucking looking for death? Stinky boy, I'm going to open your eyes today. Give it to Lao Tzu and kill them!"

The mad dog threw away the cigarette butt and shouted, and a dozen or so of his men rushed over.

"Grass, your mother, I haven't been cowards in the fight, do it!"

The fat man roared, and rushed forward with his thorn. Fights in those days were really different from today's group of little boys, and we all fought straight up at that time, regardless of what the fuck was serious. People often die in fights, and I know the severity better, but the fat man is different from me. A few years ago, he had a fight with a thug, broke three ribs, and paid hundreds of dollars for medical expenses. This has something to do with the education he received since he was a child, and the old man only told him one sentence: "You must not lose in a fight, and you must not cry if you lose." ”

The two of us quickly rushed together, and I was fairly sober enough to know that a few blows from the iron rod would not get in the way, but the fruit knife was different. If the stab is real, there will be no life.

"You guys, dodge the fruit knife, I'm going to kill the mad dog. ”

The thief captures the king first, and I carry the stone and rush directly towards the mad dog. The guy took a few steps back, with his right hand behind his back, and deliberately ducked back when he saw me rushing over.

"Don't run!"

I roared, pushed the guy in my way, grabbed the rock and smashed it down on the mad dog's head.

But no one expected that this guy raised his right hand, and in the palm of his right hand was holding a short-barreled shotgun, which was right on my forehead.

"You've got a gun!"

I shouted in astonishment, not daring to move.

He pointed a gun at my head and sneered: "Don't think this is a toy gun, what Lao Tzu put in it is a real bullet, a bullet used to hit a deer, and a shot can hit your head like a watermelon!"

"If you kill me, you will pay for your own life. ”

I said nervously.

"Death is death, and I'm not afraid. You're different, eighteen years old, or twenty years old? You're still young, you're still working against Lao Tzu, you're still young, you kneel down for Lao Tzu!"

The mad dog screamed, and the fat man and Luo Qiong stopped at this moment, and they didn't dare to move. “