Three Qin warriors

There are all kinds of dictators around, all of whom are extremely good at abusing their own or other people's young bodies. For example www.biquge.info like I pull my own teeth with my hand in my mouth.

The reason is none other than because Xi'an is a place with strong folk customs.

Since ancient times, Chinese netizens have been particularly fond of comparing combat effectiveness on the Internet, such as who is more powerful between the Tibetan mastiff and the little tiger, such as Lu Zhishen and Wu Song, who has a high historical status, such as Kobe Bryant and James, who has contributed more to the team. These are all comparable, but I always believe that the demeanor of the teenagers I have witnessed from this city that gave birth to the storms of the thirteen dynasties is the best interpretation of combat effectiveness.

The old rules, this article still has no readability, it's not funny at all, just to highlight my Sanqin people's strong style, if it's not serious, wouldn't it make you look down on us.

The first story

The first story is about masochism.

I have a friend named Gao Shuai.

People say that names, like dreams, are the opposite.

So the taciturn handsome man is only about one meter and six, and he looks a little sorry.

I once advised him that according to the theory of names, you can't change your surname, but you still have a way to subvert your fate.

Gao Shuai asked what the way is, please show the way to the Sprinkle family.

I said that I changed my name to Gao Nima, and the tone is very strong, and after taking the antonym, you can be as tall as two meters. At the same time, there is no handsome word now, so if you use probability theory to explain it, you still have a 50% chance of being handsome.

Gao Shuai raised his head and stood on tiptoe, looked at me and said Cultivate your ancestors.

One weekend many years ago, a precocious male handsome man who was still in the second grade of junior high school was playing with his little cock while watching TV at home. All the male students have this kind of experience - they have nothing to do anyway, they play with small cocks while reading books and watching TV, play hard for a while, and then play when they are soft.

So he was going to look down and take a closer look, and by the way, he measured the length so that he could go to school tomorrow to communicate with his friends.

At this time, he noticed two strange bags at the base of his thighs, one large and one small.

As my friend, Gao Shuai is naturally a second-hand and slut, so he went to squeeze the bag that looked relatively small.

As for why he started with the little one first, his explanation was that his obsessive-compulsive disorder forced him to want to rub the little one as big as the other.

I said it's impossible, you see, your little bag doesn't have **, and it doesn't have this kind of property that can be kneaded. And this is the result of many years, dripping water through stones, how can you achieve something that you can achieve overnight?

Gao Shuai said that I thought so too, so I planned to squeeze it directly later.

So with a snap, a small pillar of blood gushed out like a fountain.

According to his recollection, it was the second time in his life that he had seen so much blood.

I asked him when it was the first time, and Gao Shuai said that you are a fool, of course, when my mother gave birth to me.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Gao Shuai planned to ignore the wound that was still bleeding and instead attack the larger one.

I asked him if you weren't afraid of the scene repeating itself.

Gao Shuai said, at that time, I thought that Saint Seiya really wouldn't be knocked down twice by the same move.

As a result, after all, Gao Shuai, who didn't even know where Pegasus was, was destined to not be able to master the Meteor Fist, and half a minute later, the blood was gushing like a small fountain.

He loved to watch the Discovery Channel, so he thought of a way, immediately found one of his old clothes, brushed a few scissors to cut out a tourniquet, tied it, and went out to take a taxi to the hospital.

As a result, the tall handsome man who was wearing home shorts at the time completely forgot that his pants had no pockets, so he couldn't carry his wallet.

After arriving at the destination, the young Gao Shuai said, uncle, I am a student in the sixth grade of XX Primary School, I am injured now, no one in the family does not have a wallet, can I give you money in a few days.

The driver took a look at the precocious handsome, and said in a skilled Xi'an dialect: Don't be a melon, look at your wrecked beard and still pinch the elementary school monk, give money.

Gao Shuai had no choice but to untie his tourniquet, and then squeeze the two wounds hard to prove his innocence.

So in the end, the driver carried Gao Shuai, who fainted due to fainting blood, to the emergency room.

When I heard it for the first time, I asked Gao Shuai suspiciously, why didn't you faint when you were at home?

Gao Shuai replied: At that time, I didn't remember that I fainted blood, but later in the car, I thought about why I didn't faint at home, so I remembered.

The second story

The second story is about being abused. Of course, I am the protagonist of such a lowly story.

I've been afraid of pain since I was a child, which has led to some cool things happening on my body.

For example, once when I was walking, I lowered my head and pondered, and I hit my head on the iron shelf of the air conditioner in front of the China Construction Bank.

I always thought that the construction bank was a fool, because in order to prevent the air conditioner from being stolen, they customized an iron shell weighing dozens of pounds for the outside unit, painted it red, and hung it on the wall.

Then, in the dead of night, this red iron shell will be stolen and sold for scrap metal.

The next day, the staff of CCB came to work to take a look, and ouch, my ** young man is still amazing.

So the staff had to come forward to check, but they didn't want these people to steal the iron shell, so they naturally had to steal the manhole cover next to the air conditioner, and the staff fell down. Tried and tested, repeated teaching.

At one point, I suspected that the bank's staff were using this method to carry out an orderly and premeditated rotation of leave.

According to popular saying, they and the thief are truly in love. Otherwise, why wouldn't they have kept a Pikachu in an iron cage, and whoever touched it would be electrocuted by conduction.

Unfortunately, the day I bumped into it was not the day they showed affection. After hitting it, the iron shell shook a few times and fell to the ground with a thud.

I felt that it was just a general pain, and I looked at it, fuck, this thing can be worth a lot of money, but after thinking about it, there was no way to sell the stolen goods, so I could only go home with regrets. After walking a few steps, I suddenly noticed that my vision in front of me was blurred, and when I touched my hand, hey, red.

My first thought was that this iron shell was still new, but alas, the paint hadn't dried yet.

So I actually walked back home, I opened the door and was immediately sent to the hospital by my family, when I passed by the CCB, I saw that the iron shell and manhole cover were gone, I couldn't help but secretly marvel at the efficiency of these people.

When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor looked at it and said that it was nothing serious, just get three stitches, and you go next door and wait.

I was waiting next door, and I heard the doctor shouting, less than to take the stitches and hit the melon next door on the air conditioner.

So I lay down on the bed with a green face.

After a while, the doctor came over, probably in the mood to ease my nervousness, and asked me, did you really hit the air conditioner?

I said yes, just the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, the iron frame, I didn't see it and I crashed into it.

The doctor said, hahahahahahaha

So I turned my back in a fit of rage.

Then the doctor took out a pair of scissors, cut off the hair brush from my wound, and asked me after cutting:

"Boy, go to the mirror and take a look, I'll cut it okay."

I didn't scold him for giving me stitches.

I said you sew, it's okay, I don't have a face, I don't pay much attention to the image.

The doctor said that the young man was really casual, and then he pressed my head and pierced me with a needle.

I shouted and put on this pose┗|' o′|┛, the doctor said that young people are really squeamish now.

I said don't sew yet, doctor, stop, stop.

He laughed a little, said, "Hey, just endure it, it won't hurt, and then give me two more stitches."

I could only endure it, sweating a sheet.

After two stitches, the doctor said that the young men and women are all like women, and they are called for stitches, and they are still shouting after anesthetic, and you can see that the sheets are wet.

I scolded the doctor in a weak voice, **tell me again**, I have taken anesthetic.

He reacted that he hadn't given me anesthetic medicine from beginning to end, and said that he hadn't given me any anesthetic.

I said I didn't have a anesthetic.

We were silent for half a minute.

Finally the doctor broke the silence and said okay, you're a good boy. Then he shouted at the next door: Why didn't you bring me the anesthetic medicine that is less than the stitches, you melon.

I rolled my eyes all the way out of the hospital, and according to my dad, who was waiting for me at the door, I was lonely. I guess my back and streetlights are together, like a college girl who just found out she was pregnant.

The third story

This story is about abuse, as well as revenge, so it's a cold story.

Imitating "Kind Gold", I call him Kind Leizi.

Leizi had a very kind face in high school, but his family background was not kind at all.

He seems to be kind, but he is always bullied by the boss of his class.

We know that students who really mix in society usually don't beat the idea of their own school children. So Leizi knows that in fact, this force has no real power.

But Leizi himself is a good child, so he has been silently enduring all this.

Finally, one day, Leizi bought a pancake fruit early in the morning and was robbed by the boss, which led to the outbreak of everything.

Leizi rushed forward and shouted: This is the last Lao Tzu to shoot the fritters for a quarter of an hour!!

Immediately, Leizi was slapped on the face by the boss with pancake fruit, and then beaten.

From that day on, Leizi officially entered the mafia industry.

The next day, Leizi, who intends to take revenge, makes a well-thought-out plan.

After stepping on it for two days, he finally waited for the moment when the boss left school alone.

So Lei Zi went up and kicked the boss down the stairs directly, ran away, hid around the corner and looked downstairs.

Seeing the boss's painful appearance, Leizi couldn't hold back, laughed out loud and said Hahaha, stupid, you have today.

As a result, he was extremely happy and sad, and his voice was recognized, and he heard a painful voice from downstairs: "Leizi ** will wait for me tomorrow." ”

Leizi panicked this time, feeling that life would be worse than death in the future.

In the evening, Leizi asked his friend about the strategy, since ancient times, the people of the land of Sanqin are fierce, and his friend said that you will either make him dare not provoke you again, or you will have to fight a tug-of-war.

Leizi suddenly became enlightened, and made a careful plan, calling the boss to say that the class would fight at half past six tomorrow morning, and he would fight alone.

At half past six, the boss arrived as promised, and asked a few of his subordinates to wait downstairs and go upstairs.

Leizi, who was hiding in another place, saw that the boss was about to enter the class, and called and whispered that the door in the class was not open, and you and I were discussing swords in Huashan downstairs.

So the boss turned around and went downstairs, but just stepped down the stairs, Lei Zi ran and kicked again with lightning speed, this time Lei Zi kicked very fast and accurately, the boss flew out directly, and then rolled down the stairs, Lei Zi estimated that this must be hospitalized, so he turned around and went home, and the class was not attended.

Since then, Leizi Jianghu has been known as Scud, which means that the kick was too fast at that time, and the leg hair flew up.

The next day, Leizi called to confirm that the boss had been hospitalized, so Leizi, who was not kind at all from a family background, finally opened his mouth to the family, took a few thugs, and went to the hospital to visit.

He carried a basket of fruits into Leizi's ward, and when he saw it, he was the only one and the nurse was not there.

So the kind Leizi immediately said that he wanted to peel an orange for the boss to eat.

Leizi asked kindly, eldest brother, little brother knows that he is wrong, come and see you, are you okay?

The boss looked at the people behind Leizi and said busily, it's okay, it's okay.

Leizi asked, it's okay, right?

The boss nodded angrily.

Leizi's face changed, he waved his hand back, and shouted: "It's okay to call me until something!" ”

Years later, Leiko, whom I had befriended, told me the story.

He said, I just want to tell you a truth, the enemy and the woman have one thing in common, one must be subdued, and the other must be subdued.

I said what if I didn't accept it.

Leizi thought for a while and said, then one will be killed, and the other will be fucked to death.

I think so.