Yan Jincheng felt that as soon as his eyes were dark, he felt that something was covering his head, and he didn't know what he had touched, and it stinked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He couldn't open his eyes because of the disgusting smell, and he vomited and vomited, and he wanted to faint.

What the hell is it? He reached for his head, trying to grab it, and felt that it was supposed to be a sack.

As soon as his hand was raised, there was a pain in his buttocks, as if someone had kicked him.

He was too busy vomiting, his mouth was empty, and he waved his hands to the side, trying to catch something to stabilize his body.

However, except for the corner doors opened by the residents on both sides, this alley is full of smooth blue brick walls, and Yan Jincheng's hand can't hold it at all if he wants to grasp the brick joints, so he just falls forward.

The filth he had just vomited had all fallen into the sack and on the placket, and it fell forward, and all these things were pasted on his face, making him want to vomit again.

But before he could spit out again, a fist fell from the side, and then, there was a flurry of punches and kicks, and sticks on his buttocks, legs, and hands......

"Oops, it's painful for me! Oh, don't fight! Don't fight, spare your life! Help!" Yan Jincheng rolled on the ground, but he couldn't avoid the stick that hit him.

But let him shout, and the beater didn't say a word, so he just started.

He clasped his head in his hands, and bent his legs hard, eager to shrink into a ball.

"Help! Dead!" Yan Jincheng screamed with all his might.

Finally, someone in the alley may hear the sound, and there is a sound of the latch being pulled from the corner door on the side, and the person who beat him seems to have stopped.

Yan Jincheng felt that his body was loose, and he shrank there like a dead dog, but he still didn't dare to move.

When the corner door was opened, I heard someone shouting, "Come on."

Yan Jincheng felt that his eyes lit up, he subconsciously closed his eyes and opened them again, there seemed to be something pasted on his eyes, "My eyes ...... I'm blind!" he screamed in fright.

Someone estimated that he couldn't stand it anymore, and poured a basin of water on him, "You're not blind, you're stuck in something!"

When the first basin of water, fortunately, it is now an autumn tiger, and it is quite hot during the day, Yan Jincheng was shaken by the cold water, and when he opened his eyes again, he could see it.

He saw a few faces, an old man holding his nose and throwing the sack away, and a woman carrying a wooden basin in her hand, apparently splashing him with water.

He felt the soft stickiness of his hands on the ground, and when he looked down and saw that it was the overnight meal he had vomited, he vomited again in disgust, but he had vomited just now and had nothing to vomit, so he could only retch a few times.

The men also covered their noses and dodged a few steps to the side, "Can you stand up?

"This stinks!"

Yan Jincheng's robe was stinky and rotten, his hair was scattered and covered with filth, and his face, which was originally white, was now blue and swollen. Everyone saw him as a scoundrel in town.

The gangsters in the town have a lot of beatings. No one bothered to care.

"I ...... "Yan Jincheng wanted to say that he wanted to report to the official, but the stench on his body was really unbearable, the basin of water just now was poured down, so that his nose could smell the stench again, he wanted to cover his nose, but when he looked at his hands, it was even more disgusting.......

Hurry up and go home and take a shower, wash off the stench, he didn't want to report to the official or anything, got up and limped home.

At the mouth of the alley, there are three people, Wu Dayong and Yudong Yuliang.

Seeing Yan Jincheng's embarrassed appearance of being watched, Wu Dayong smiled proudly and patted Yudong's shoulder, "How about it? Senior brother said to help you take revenge, right?"

He looked at the stick that was thrown on the ground by Yuliang, and felt a little sorry, but he found one that was suitable for the length and thickness, "Little Four, don't beat your ass with the stick next time, your strength won't hurt anyone." ”

After Wu Dayong returned home yesterday, he thought about helping the four Yuxiu brothers and sisters to get angry, as a hero, he should draw a sword to help when he sees injustice.

He inquired, Yan Qinghong was locked up, Yan Jincheng lived in the town, and he deliberately let people keep an eye on him, and finally let him get the opportunity.

It was the first time for Yudong and Yuliang to do this kind of thing to avoid beating people, and they were a little nervous, but more excited.

Wu Dayong said that the first time he beat someone with a stick, he beat his eldest brother who was good-looking, excellent, and even better at reading. At that time, I had no experience, I only knew how to hit people from behind, and I didn't even think about blindfolding. His eldest brother was kicked by him, and when he turned his head, he saw Wu Dayong raising his leg and was about to kick the second kick.

Of course, the consequences were very miserable, his eldest brother beat him on the spot, and after the beating, he pretended to be his father and mother to intercede for him. Then, the Wuju couple knew about it.

Wuju said that he was disrespectful to his brother, and he beat his hand plate heart, and punished him for copying the disciple rules a hundred times.

His mother is also partial to the eldest brother, and when she thinks of this, she scolds him, and after scolding, she will hold his ear and ask him if he remembers.

Wu Dayong felt that his ears were a little tricky, and he was pulled by his mother. Fortunately, after he walked the rivers and lakes and learned to make up his face, his ears were always hidden in his beard, and no one found out that he was a provocative ear. Otherwise, a hero with provocative ears is not powerful at all.

Since then, he has kept in mind that he had to carry a sack for a sneak attack.

This time, he bought Yan Jincheng's sack from the person who sold salted fish on the dock, and asked the little guy to find dog shit and boy urine to take care of it, the taste was enough for Yan Jincheng to drink a pot.

Hearing Wu Dayong's words, Yuliang's little face turned red with excitement, and his two eyes looked at Wu Dayong with a sparkling look, looking obedient and taught, "Senior Brother Wu, I remember." He scratched his head embarrassedly, "Actually, I was afraid that I would beat his ass to pieces, so I didn't dare to use all my strength." ”

"Senior brother, people say that hidden arrows hurt people, not heroes!" Yudong looked tangled. He didn't think it was good to hurt people in the back, but he really wanted to beat Yan Qinghong and Yan Jincheng, this feeling of hitting people in the back was so good!

"Yudong, let me tell you, we don't call hurting people behind our backs, this is called outwitting. Have you seen the art of war?" Wu Dayong looked at Yudong and shook his head honestly, "It's okay if you haven't seen it, the master will let you see it in the future." Anyway, you have to remember that when you are not as strong as others, you have to be so outwitted. ”

It turned out that this was outwitting in the art of war, Yudong nodded, feeling that there was no burden.

"Brother, let's go back and tell the eldest sister and the second sister that we helped them get angry!" Yuliang pulled Yudong and discussed.

Before Yudong could reply, Wu Dayong grabbed Yuliang's shoulders, "Little Fourth, were your eldest sister and second sister very sad yesterday? If your eldest sister is happy, remember to tell me tomorrow." By the way, what does your eldest sister like to eat?"

"The eldest sister must be sad, but she doesn't cry. In the past, my eldest sister loved to eat ginger candy, and my father bought it for her every time she went to the market. Yuliang said honestly.

Wu Dayong secretly remembered.