Chapter 8: Fight Club on

"Come with me," the savior who appeared at the right time said to Lu Faner in a hoarse voice. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Set off at dawn," Lu Faner sang the next sentence in his consciousness, and then followed him like a demon.

"Where there is work, there is food, and if there is food, you will not starve to death, and if you do not starve to death, you will have the opportunity to carry out the task, and if you perform the task, you may be exposed and killed...... It's better to starve to death! ”

"Let's go, the first problem at the moment is to solve the food and clothing first, and then slowly plan for other bird things."

On the way, Lu Fan Er was still weighing the pros and cons, and at the same time paid attention to his "savior", he should be about thirty years old, with dark skin and a little bronzer in the black, looking at the red short-sleeved shorts he was wearing, looking at his body, a very strong guy. He had scars on his eyebrow bones, small scabs on his face and hands, and a pair of knees with bruises on one side and pus draining from fercerated wounds.

"This can't be a human trafficker who cuts off kidneys, right? Recently, there are often rumors on the news on TV that criminals take advantage of the psychology of the parties to seek profit and provide the parties with something, such as a lot of cash, or an Apple watermelon mobile phone or a bird, and let you sell your kidneys. If you don't agree, that's fine, anyway, you're abducted here by me, I can't help you, I will make you lie down with a stick, and when you wake up, damn, sleep and your kidneys will be gone! If you're lucky, there's a little cash compensation, and if you're lucky, you won't be able to get any hair. ”

"The world is declining, people's hearts are not ancient, there are too many negative news on the news, and if you see too much, you can't help but be suspicious when something happens." Lu Fan Er thought about it for a long time, plucked up his courage, and wanted to ask for an understanding, at least let his kidney be cut clearly, and asked if the guy really wanted to cut his kidney.

"My name is Du Chenghui," Seeing Lu Fan Er looking at him, the man spoke first without waiting for Lu Fan Er to ask.

"My name is Lu ...... Fan Er," Lu Fan Er hesitated for a moment, then reached out and shook Du Chenghui's outstretched hand politely.

"Interesting name."

“……”

Du Chenghui led Lu Fan Er into a small truck, and there were several people in the car, just like Du Chenghui, all with minor injuries of varying degrees, and they were basically the same age.

After getting into the car, the car drove away, and Lu Fan Er didn't know where to go, "Where is it going to take me?" Whether to go to work to earn food or to pull him to sell his kidneys. Life and death are up to fate, wealth is in the sky, and love is up to him. It's not so easy to die, at most you'll lose a kidney. He didn't bother to think about it anymore, so he just sat and took a nap.

I don't know how long the car has been driving, but when it finally stopped, they got out of the car one after another. Not far away is the sea, Lu Fan Er can see a little bit of the sea, and when he got off the car, he already felt the coolness of the sea breeze.

Lu Faner followed Du Chenghui into a house made of plastic sheets, where several straw mats were laid horizontally, without quilts, and the floor was full of cigarette butts, empty wine bottles and other garbage, as well as a very strong and unpleasant smell of plastic. It's a small garbage dump.

"This is where we live, you are free," Du Chenghui said to Lu Faner.

Lu Fan Er nodded, asked Du Chenghui for a cigarette to light it, and lay down on the straw mat on the ground, so that he could have a place to settle down for the time being.

After a while, a man came in through the door and said, "Let's go, let's go to dinner." ”

Hearing the word "eat", Lu Fan'er suddenly doubled his spirits, stood up suddenly, and went out with Du Chenghui. After turning left and right a few times, they came to a construction compound, where there was a small shed, and in the center of the shed a table made of a few simple woodblocks held all kinds of dishes, both fish and meat, and a few people were waiting in the shed.

They went to sit down, Du Chenghui briefly introduced Lu Faner's name to the others, they all laughed and said that it was a good name, Lu Faner paid attention to the various delicacies on the table, and introduced himself to others, he smiled and responded politely.

After a bowl of wine with them, Lu Fan Er hurriedly got off his chopsticks and stuffed his mouth full of cheeks. When a strong man is in battle, he is injured if he does not die, and a hungry ghost is feasting, and he is full if he is not drunk, and the top priority is to fill the emptiness in his stomach.

Even if there is sweat medicine in the wine and food, after the hemp is turned, he is carried to the cross slope to make human meat buns, the thin ones are stuffed, the fat frying oil is lit on the lamp, and the kidneys are sold for money, Lu Fan Er doesn't care about it anymore, he eats enough first, and then he will talk about it, if there is medicine, it is also a matter after being drunk.

Du Chenghui and those guys all spoke loudly, only sifting wine and drinking it, drinking all of them were liquor, and they didn't see anything crooked in a few bowls. Lu Fan Er secretly admired their amount of alcohol, and he was a little dizzy after drinking so many bowls.

I ate and drank for about two or three hours, and ate from dusk until the moon rose. Seeing everyone get up, Lu Fan Er thought that Mingjin was going to withdraw his troops, and got up and prepared to leave with them.

"Second Brother Fan, let's go...... Brother will take you to a place," Du Chenghui put his hand on his shoulder, and the words in his mouth were full of wine.

"Let's go, it's probably already open," said the other guy, and Lu Fan Er couldn't think of his name.

A few guys staggered and walked in front of each other, Lu Fan Er was sandwiched in the middle, Du Chenghui and a few were behind, "Are they going to start?" Lu Fan Er thought, "Just a few of them, it will not be a problem to clean it up, unless the wine I drink has sweat medicine, and the drug has a seizure, and I am numb......"

As it turned out, he thought too much, and in the end they took him to a basement where there was a loud DJ, and a crowd of people were shouting in a circle, all shirtless and barefoot in a pair of shorts.

"After-dinner entertainment? It looks rich," Lu Fan Er thought as he looked at the crowd of people.

"Interested?" Du Chenghui still put his hand on Lu Fan's shoulder and said to him with a smile.

Lu Fan Er finally knew the reason for the injuries on their bodies, and it turned out that there was this fight club.

The seven or eight people who came with Lu Fan Er had already blended into the crowd of shouting and mingled with them. Seeing that Du Chenghui took off the short sleeves, Lu Faner also picked them up, but the weather was too hot for this fucking day.

Lu Fan Er leaned over and saw two people scuffling together from the gaps in many heads, and the sweat and blood stains on their faces were muddy.

"yes~~yes~~" "him" burst out of the chaos are all these hoarse voices, all of them are all men.

The ground was full of dust, it was choking to breathe, and there was a heavy smell of lime. There were several dazzling tungsten lamps hanging from his head, and countless dusts were floating and visible under the lights, and under the lights were dozens of men fighting at parties.

"Are there any new people present?" A man stopped DJ and picked up the microphone and shouted.

The fight in the middle of the fight just now was over, and the shouting man gave way to the way, and the two people who were fighting each other helped each other out to rest, and the two people sat on the ground, their faces were still bloody, and they couldn't see any painful expressions, as if they had been redeemed after the fight.

People who participate in the fight club don't care about winning or losing, they don't need words, the real shouts are in their mouths, and they don't have to pay any responsibility after the fight, because everything doesn't matter, and the protagonists are always the two people in the field. Lu Faner knew this because he had watched the movie "Fight Club", and he had also been enthusiastic about it. It is precisely for this reason that he later joined the army, and his joining the army is mostly related to this movie, and it is also related to his personal hobby of fighting. Because of joining the army, you can learn a lot of fighting techniques, although the movie does not explicitly state that only those who know how to fight can participate.

To put it simply, "Fight Club" is a man's venting school.

Welcome to Fight Club.