The bastards were also unequivocal, and lit artillery battles one by one, some into the manure tank, some into the toilet. The entire toilet, along with the manure tank outside the toilet, was constantly being blasted with such noise that it had alarmed the entire backyard of the hotel.

The green smoke suddenly drifted in all directions, bursts of pungent smell of sulfur dioxide and potassium sulfide mixed with the air diffused in the air, the dung was accompanied by sparks, He Boming's cries and the cheers of the horses were connected, and the scene was extremely shocking.

The backyard of the hotel has been bombed into a battlefield filled with gunpowder, and its tragedy is no less than that of the very chaotic Syrian ** battlefield.

Every corner of the toilet has already been blown wet, and as for Director He, it is no different from being fished out of the manure tank.

In the smoke-covered backyard, a group of dancing horses fled outside the hotel one by one with cigarettes in their mouths and laughing wildly.

After Huang Zhiqiang received Huang Mao's mobile phone text message, he also ran away immediately.

......

In a barren and empty bare land, there was not a single figure in the four fields, and there was not even a trace of a small bird flying in the sky.

A tall and handsome young man slowly leaked his strong and straight figure out of the hollow, with a cigarette in his mouth, a strange smile on his face, and wisps of green smoke kept fluttering behind him from his mouth.

This series of actions has become the only scenery here.

The boy finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, grabbed the cigarette butt between his fingers, threw it on the ground, and tiptoed fiercely on his toes.

He reached out and pulled the cigarette case out of his pocket, only to find that the cigarette had been smoked.

The young man threw the cigarette case into the distance and scolded casually: "Damn!"

Zuo Qingcheng, who was wearing a peaked cap, also got up from the hollow, ran to the young man, and shouted breathlessly: "Hey, hey, Brother Huang, wait for me!"

When Zuo Qingcheng ran to the young man's side, he hurriedly lit a cigarette for the young man.

The young man took a sharp breath, exhaling the smoke, and said to Zuo Qingcheng: "Finally let Lao Tzu breathe out a bad breath! Your kid's IQ is not covered, you can come up with such a way, but this method is indeed a bit despicable!"

Zuo Qingcheng smiled and said with great interest: "Brother Huang, how can you deal with such a hypocrite without using some despicable means? Besides, he He Boming has not bullied us poor students with bad grades on weekdays, so I will take revenge on the students!"

"Hmm!" Huang Zhiqiang listened to it, and answered in a heavy voice.

"Brother Huang, what should I do next?" Zuo Qingcheng asked.

Huang Zhiqiang stroked the hair on his forehead, bit the cigarette butt, and said with a little loss: "Qingcheng, I have to go!"

"Where are you going?" aren't you going to take the college entrance examination?" Zuo Qingcheng asked after him.

Huang Zhiqiang smiled helplessly and said, "We are already stragglers with poor donkey skills, so we can only use this method to teach He Boming a lesson." As for Ye Zirong, we are not his opponent at all, I heard the master say that he is a monk, so I have to go and follow the master to cultivate, only in this way, in the future, can we have a certain chance of winning when fighting with Ye Zirong. ”

"Have you apprenticed, who is your master?" Zuo Qingcheng looked surprised.

"Do you remember the Aoxiao Mountain that helped us deal with Ye Zirong and Qiu Dahai in the Yangtze River? He is also a monk, and I worship him as my teacher. Huang Zhiqiang spit out a smoke ring and said slowly.

Zuo Qingcheng's face was stunned, and he hurriedly said: "I know, I know, how can I not know him? He is a very powerful character." Brother Huang, you can bring me with you, and I will also go to the Tao. ”

Huang Zhiqiang hesitated for a moment, patted Zuo Qingcheng's shoulder heavily with his hand, looked into his eyes, and said seriously: "Qingcheng, it's rare that you are still so righteous, at my most critical moment, you can still stand on my side, give me advice, and deal with this old fox...... It's just that our Huang family has collapsed, my father is also in prison, I just went to college, and I have no backing after I come out, so I will still be bullied? I have no choice but to go to the Tao, and I am not sure about the future development prospects. And you're different, your foundation is cleaner than mine, and you still have a long way to go, so you should take the college entrance examination!"

Huang Zhiqiang said as he spoke, the corners of his eyes were already moist, and a tear dripped from him.

This is not the tears of a crocodile, this is the cry of a trapped beast in a desperate situation.

It is difficult for a gentleman to choose a right path to go down to this point, because the seeds of hatred have been planted in his heart, so it is easy to find an evil path to go on, and this evil path is a shortcut for him.

A shortcut that has an unflapped future and does not distinguish between right and wrong!

After Huang Zhiqiang finished speaking, he turned around and moved away, running towards a figure wearing a cyan robe in the distance of the loess.

That person is Aoxiao Mountain, and there is a person standing behind Aoxiao Mountain, it is Brother Long.

Zuo Qingcheng clenched his fists with both hands, he felt powerless and helpless, thinking about his family background, which was not rich, he could only endure it, he knelt on the ground with a "boom" on his knees, and shouted loudly towards Huang Zhiqiang's back: "Brother Huang, I'm waiting for you to come back, I'm waiting for you to come back!"

......

Huang Mao has fled to Haicheng District.

In a large private room in a clubhouse, Huang Mao took out a bank card from his pocket while drinking draft beer, shook it, and said to a few horses sitting on the sofa: "I didn't expect Huang Zhiqiang, a student, to be quite generous, brothers, we have to have a good time today!"

"Hehe, Huang Mao, Brother Long has followed that Aoxiao Mountain up the mountain to cultivate, and he doesn't care about us at all, I think if you want to divide the money? One of the horses sitting on the sofa stood up a slightly older one, raised his glass and touched it on the yellow-haired draft beer, said with a hippie smile, and then lifted his neck and poured all the spleen wine in the cup into his neck.

Huang Mao was not angry at all when he heard this, calmed down a little for a while, and said: "It's okay to divide the money, but you have to keep some money in the card as a reserve fund, so that we can make a comeback in the future!"

"Huang Mao, Brother Long has gone up the mountain and retreated, how can he make a comeback?" asked the older bastard puzzled.

Huang Mao took a sip of draft beer and said, "I think Huang Zhiqiang is a kid, we can worship him as a big brother!"

"Huang Mao, are you mistaken? Huang Zhiqiang is just a student, he has not dried up, and he has not even taken off the eggshells, how can he mix with society? You are simply nonsense! I think it is more reliable to divide all the money. The older calf glared at Yellow Fur and said in a lesson-telling tone.

"It's all divided? What are you going to do? What will you do? What can you do? You have neither education nor any skills, and you can't do anything except the local ruffians and hooligans! In my opinion, we must set aside a part of the reserve funds, and then find a backer, only in this way can we survive. At the moment, although Huang Zhiqiang is only a student, this kid has money, courage, and backbone, and he will definitely have a future in the future!