Chapter 021: Demon Legion
"Master!"
Regardless of whether the attitude is correct or not, Wen Ziyan finally recognized Yang Mi as a master, although he did not perform the big gift of three kneels and nine bows, but this is also a matter of time or time.
With Wen Ziyan, an unfathomable apprentice, Yang Qi can't waste resources, and the matter of building a training ground is directly pushed down the river for Wen Ziyan to do.
After the instructions and arrangements, Yang Mi left Wen Ziyan's office in a thief's head, he had just come to work in the Prince's Mansion, and he didn't want to come out of the Prince's office in a grand manner.
"Captain Yang!"
Hearing this sound that was as thick as thunder, Yang Qi couldn't help but look at this young security guard with a tiger's back and a leopard's head and eyes.
"Captain Yang, my name is General Wang, Brother Shao asked me to take you to the lounge. The king saluted Yang Mi respectfully, and when he saw his standard military salute, Yang Mi couldn't help asking, "Have you ever been a soldier?"
"If you want to be, it's okay, you don't do it. Captain Yang, our lounge is here. Whether it is introducing himself or answering questions, Wang Jiang is meticulous, which makes Yang Qi involuntarily think of those cattle in 1949, basically Wang Jiang and they are all a virtue, they are all this kind of domineering and dull bosses.
The so-called lounge is the chore room.
On the left is full of various cleaning tools, and on the right is the sofa and coffee table that have been eliminated from the two rows of KTV boxes.
"Captain Yang, you are resting here, I am out on duty. ”
"Hmm. ”
Wang Jiang's domineering spirit is not only manifested in his physique, but also in his demeanor.
Generally speaking, tall people will subconsciously bend down when they enter and exit the low door, regardless of whether their head will touch the door frame or not, but this king general walked out without squinting and brushed against the door frame.
"The Prince's Mansion is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. ”
Yang Qi couldn't help but sigh, even this kind of immovable King Kong-level figure is just a security guard in the parking lot, no wonder the Chitose of the major military regions didn't dare to make a mistake here.
"Tom......"
When Yang Yi was bored, Shao Ye helped a stinky guy and stumbled into the lounge.
"What's the matter?" Yang Mi asked curiously.
Shao Ye threw the vomited guy onto the sofa, and said breathlessly, "Look who he is." ”
"Isn't this a small road?How did you become this virtue?" Yang Mi looked at Shao Ye in surprise when he recognized this drunk and unconscious guy as Lu Jingyou.
Shao Ye picked up a towel and wiped the vomit on his uniform, and said quietly: "The city gate is on fire, and the pond fish are affected. After you left, one of the people of our demon legion was counted as one, and they all became phoenixes who shed their hair. ”
When I was in junior high school, Slam Dunk was popular all over the country, and people who watched the episode of the Sakuragi Army called the Yang Qi gang that frightened all junior high and high schools the Demon Army.
Regiment Commander Yang Qi, Regiment Deputy Gu Qingcheng, Dog-headed Military Master Shang Xuan, Tianpeng Marshal Zhu Ting, Jade Girl Killer Shao Ye, Left and Right Dharma Protector Lu Jingyou and Zou Yaoyang.
These crappy nicknames are not self-appointed by Yang Qi, but given to them by people in various schools who are well-fed and have nothing to do, although they are a little dirty, but they are also in line with the market.
Among the seven people, in addition to Yang Qi, Zhu Ting, and Gu Tingcheng are strong families, the families of the remaining four can only be regarded as middle-class, take Lu Jingyou as an example, the parents have survived all their lives, and they are just two cents and three, and these two cents and three may be able to make waves in the local area, but they can't do it at all in Beijing.
"What the hell is going on?" Yang Mi asked with a solemn expression.
Shao Ye said expressionlessly: "What else can I do, the wall is down and everyone pushes it." We have offended so many people by you before, and when you leave, we will become street rats that everyone shouts and beats. Master Gu and Zhu Fatzi both got to avoid the limelight, not to mention us, it's just that we didn't make it. Shang Xuan is okay, after all, the family eats by handicraft, and the old man Shang has the title of master of Chinese studies, so he escaped this catastrophe. The three of us weren't so lucky. ”
After taking a puff of cigarette and pausing, the expression on Shao Ye's face gradually became sad, and his voice became a little hoarse and continued: "The three of us, I am not the worst. The worst is Zou Yaoyang, because he followed you to beat a lot of people back then, and as soon as you left, someone broke your right leg, and later your left eye was also blown out, and Old Man Zou died of a heart attack on the spot. Uncle Zou and his family wanted to seek justice for their son, but in the end, they ended up being expelled from the army for violating discipline. Now a family of three has opened a commissary at the junction of urban and rural areas, and the money earned is barely enough for Zou Yaoyue to study abroad. ”
Yang Mi untied the gauze with a cold gaze, and directly took a cigarette with his right hand that was still bleeding out.
"Zilala......"
The blood-stained cigarette made a screeching sound when it was lit, and Yang Mi took a hard puff of the somewhat bloody cigarette and said word by word: "Go on." ”
Shao Ye looked at Lu Jingyou with a sympathetic look and said: "Xiao Lu is similar to Zou Yaoyang, both of them ended up being enemies because they helped you beat a lot of people back then, but Xiao Lu is smarter, unlike Zou Yaoyang, who didn't beg for mercy when he was killed, as long as he scolded you back then, his eyes would not be blown out." But he just didn't scold, that's why he ended up now. Although Xiaolu didn't scold, he knew that if he knelt down and kowtowed to admit his mistakes, the beater would be gone. The three of us insisted on finishing college on the small road, and after graduation, we started a decoration company with my girlfriend in college, and the benefits were not bad, but sometimes I would encounter some old friends who made it difficult. Last year, Xiaolu took over Ma Laizi's job, and advanced almost 16 million yuan before and after, and now as long as he comes back 8 million, he has no money for the wedding that should have been held at the end of last year. Now Xiaolu asks Ma Laizi for accounts every day, and Ma Laizi embarrasses him every time, saying that as long as he clears the wine on the table, he will give him money. You know, Koji was born with an allergy to alcohol. ”
Yang Qi said expressionlessly: "Is Ma Laizi gone?"
Shao Ye's brows tightened unconsciously, and he said nervously: "Yang Shao, I am telling you this, not to ask you to do anything for us, but just to tell you that the brothers did not destroy you until they died." Now that so many years have passed, and you can come back so easily, let's have more than less. Besides, Lao Biao, they're still there!"
Yang Mi got up leisurely and asked lukewarmly, "Which room is he in?"
"Yang Shao......"
"What room is he in!"
Yang Ye gritted his teeth and interrupted Shao Ye's words, when he saw Yang Ye's familiar expression, Shao Ye couldn't help but be a little moved, and in the end he could only say helplessly: "In 228." ”
Yang Mi quietly extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, and said lightly: "You help him sober up, and when the wine wakes up in a while, let him come up." ”
"Hmm. Shao Ye nodded without thinking, although Yang Mi is not as domineering as he was ten years ago, but this tepid voice brings Shao Ye the kingly demeanor that is not at all suppressed ten years ago.
Ma Laizi, a broken urging that is not even a fart, used to be a small road, even if he saw Xiao Lu's little brother Ma Laizi had to bow his head, but now it's good, and he even pretended to be garlic.
For the sake of the family, Yang Mi can be a man with his tail between his legs.
But for the sake of his brother, Yang Mi would never swallow his anger.
"You don't have to worry about eating and drinking, do you know what a brother is, brother, I can die, but you have to give me a life!"
These are Chen Wu's words before he died, and it was he who made Yang Mi understand what a brother is.
If 1949 turned Yang Mi into a killing machine. Then Zhou Changan and Chen Wu turned Yang Mi from an evil boy into a man.
As soon as Yang Mi appeared on the second floor, it immediately caused the legendary Yang effect, and many people walked out of the house.
No one stepped forward to greet Yang Mi, and no one dared to smash at Yang Mi in public, everyone looked at Yang Mi with mixed feelings, as if they were thinking about something important.
228, the middle bag on the second floor, except for the big bag, Yang Mi, who didn't go to other boxes, could only find a house number by door number, and when he found 228, Yang Mi quietly kicked open the door.
"Bang!"
The door of the middle bag was with a large piece of frosted glass, and Yang Mi's foot directly shattered the frosted glass on the door panel.
The singing stopped abruptly, and the crowd in the room jumped down at the sudden popping sound.
Yang Mi found Ma Laizi sitting in the middle of the sofa at a glance, hugging two public relations ladies left and right.
"Who the are you!"
"Look for death!"
As soon as Ma Laizi's attendant came back to his senses, he picked up the wine bottle on the table and pointed at Yang Mi and snorted.
When the chandelier was turned on, Ma Laizi also recognized at a glance that the person who kicked in the door was Yang Mi, but he is no longer the Ma Laizi who trembled when he saw Yang Mi's legs, and now he is the president of Pentium International!
Ma Laizi smiled weirdly: "You don't even know the dignified Yang Mi Yang Dashao, you still have the face to say that you have been mixed up in Beijing City? Yang Shao, don't be surprised, they are all from other places, and I haven't heard of your name." ”
Yang Mi quietly said to those public relations ladies: "You guys go out." ”
"I see who dares to go out!" Ma Laizi saw that these public relations ladies really wanted to get up and go out, and immediately shouted arrogantly.
Seeing that the dozen or so public relations ladies had stopped, Ma Laizi pointed at Yang Mi with raised eyebrows and shouted: "Call you Yang Shao, do you really think that you are Yang Dashao ten years ago? Have you been out for a few years and stupid? You don't even know the rules of the Prince's Mansion? If it weren't for Lao Biao's face......
"Do I know you well?"
Ma Laizi was pretending to be forced, and the old man in leather clothes and leather pants led a dry satchel into the room.