Chapter Twenty-Eight: God-like teammates
There is a classic quote from netizens called: If you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates!
Gong Xu is anxious now, is his roommate very piggy? He doesn't think so, in the face of an absolutely overwhelming opponent, and the courage to stand here, he is already very content, he doesn't have the luxury of expecting a few ordinary students to bring him any help at this time, because not long ago, he was even less than these roommates. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
However, surprises often happen unexpectedly......
Because Tang Dequan and Zhang Shaoling chose a very good location, the left is the wall of the courtyard, the right is a pile of waste, and only two people can pass through in the middle.
Although there are many people in the special brigade, it is useless if it can't be used, the situation here is not much worse than Gong Xu's situation, a group of chengguan are babbling outside, all kinds of yelling and scolding to give themselves a strong momentum, facing a brave Tang Dequan, a cold man who is a thief Zhang Shaoling, for a while, he was in a dilemma.
Gong Xu didn't know the situation here, the high scrap pile played a good blocking role, but a loud roar made Gong Xu overjoyed.
"Stop it all for Lao Tzu, and if you don't be honest, Lao Tzu will kill him first!"
This voice is familiar and unfamiliar, but judging from the thick SC accent, it should be Hu Jiahao, who has been silent, but I didn't expect this kid to usually look like a stuffy gourd, and when he roared, his voice was louder than Shang Wei and Pan Zhiyong, who like to brag together.
It wasn't Gong Xu who threw the mouse trap at this moment, the Chengguan Special Brigade looked around one by one, hesitating, Gong Xu took the opportunity to reflexively kill out, punched and kicked, and put down four or five people, and for a while, there was a blank around him.
Gong Xu rushed out of the waste heap and looked in the direction where his roommate was, only to see the leader escorting the three of them out, and shouted in horror: "Stop, stop! Hey, a few little brothers, if you have something to say, it's all a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding!"
I saw Hu Jiahao walking in front, his left hand pulling the sparse hair on the leader's head, a half-broken beer bottle in his right hand against the leader's neck, Wen Shunli and Wen Wei in the back, one twisted one of the leader's arms, the painful leader grinned, and a glass bottle was cut on his neck, and the blood really slowly oozes out.
Tang Dequan and Zhang Shaoling held steel pipes on both sides, Shang Wei and Pan Zhiyong supported each other, pointing at the rivers and mountains in the back, and continued to pretend to be ......
"With your little energy, you still dare to mix in the underworld, uncle, I have been in the TX district since junior high school, I really laughed off my big teeth. Shang Wei was drunk and hazy, and he shook and blew there.
"There is no underworld in the country, if there is, they can only be regarded as an illegal group with the nature of the underworld, and now it is a society under the rule of law, and they dare to be so arrogant. "Pan Zhiyong is slightly better than Shang Wei, but it's not much better, it's hard to imagine that two adults can get drunk like this with a bottle of beer, and they will be embarrassed and thrown home.
"When I was in elementary school, I used to play two. Wen Shunli's voice was not loud, but in this situation where the audience was quiet, everyone could hear it clearly. Wen Shunli is not tall, but his body is quite strong, in order to prove that he was indeed heroic in elementary school, he also showed his biceps vigorously......
"Leader, I think it's time for us to have a good talk. Gong Xu smiled coldly, slowly walked to the direction of the leader, and joined the brothers, the members of the special brigade in the middle avoided from afar, Gong Xu's strength has been proven with his fists over and over again, and the person who was hit by him has not yet gotten up.
"If you have something to say, if you have something to say, don't be impulsive, let's find a place to sit down and talk, don't hurt the peace." The leader smiled and flattered, and then suddenly shouted to the dimly lit hut in the yard of the scrapyard: "Boy, prodigal son, do you say?"
Gong Xu was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned his head to look at the dim hut, only to see two figures slowly walking out, pulling the yellow-robed Taoist priest hiding next to him to the side with his hands with disdain.
"Brother is very skilled. The two of them walked into the light, and one of the young men with the staggered hair spoke in appreciation, but with a relaxed expression, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Gong Xu looked at the two of them carefully. These two people seem to be about 1.756 meters tall, slightly taller than Gong Xu, but not much taller. But these two people gave him a feeling of extreme danger.
The person on the left is wearing a tight black T-shirt, a tracksuit and pants on the bottom, and the laces of his sneakers are tightly tied on his feet. The one on the right, with short shaved hair close to the scalp, a round face, a white T-shirt, linen pants, a cloth belt tied around his waist, and a pair of kung fu skateboard shoes under his feet.
Looking at Gong Xu's nervous look, Ban Cun smiled: "Brother, don't be nervous, we are also entrusted by others, I am a prodigal son, he is a boy, of course, they are all nicknames given by friends in the rivers and lakes." We came here today for no other purpose, I hope my brother's men will show mercy and let him go. ”
Gong Xu's eyes stared at the feet of the two, these two people have a common characteristic, walking slightly and almost without sound, the heels do not touch the ground during the walk, although there are no developed muscles on the body, but the more relaxed the appearance, the more people feel like choosing someone to eat, which makes Gong Xu very uncomfortable.
"Let's laugh together, it's not a question of whether we want to let him go today, it's a question of whether he wants to let go of us, right?"
"Leader, what do you think about this? After all, our brother was sent by Brother Bao, what happened to you here, and it is not easy for us to explain it when we go back, right?" The prodigal son asked the leader with a smile, but there was no concern on his face, and the kid next to him was even more interested in the leader, just staring at Gong Xu with bright eyes, looking eager to try.
"Hey, it's easy to say, as long as this little brother Gong Xu doesn't remember the villain and lets me go, I will compensate for the disturbance of you and your classmates. "The leader's meaning is obvious, he is already clear about the current situation, and he is willing to cede the land and pay compensation.
It's just that...... Gong Xu lowered his head, repeating the words Brother Bao, Prodigal Son, and Boy repeatedly in his mind, and suddenly his head slammed, Damn! Could it be that Brother Bao in their mouth is the big brother of the society in D City? Don't look at this cute name, the person who thinks he is cute has already paid a painful price.
And the prodigal son, the boy, Gong Xu is not only familiar, it is like thunder, they are the two names that Gong Xu often heard when Gong Xu was in school.
The capital that the school thugs often boast to each other is that they saw the prodigal son where and where they saw the prodigal son yesterday, and where they saw the boy on which day, and it is worth them to show off for a long time when they have seen each other, and another person who is said to know the prodigal son and the boy has been regarded as the boss of the school, and no one dares to mess with him.
Not because of anything else, just because of the two names that sound funny, the prodigal son, the boy, is recognized as the gold medal fighter in D City!
Whether these rumors are true or not, at least so far, Gong Xu has not heard of any defeat under them. The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, Gong Xu felt that his throat was a little dry, and his palms were a little sweaty.