Chapter 9: Fight Club II
Because he is a newcomer, he has to fight, this is the rule of the fight club, and Lu Faner also understands it, because there is this rule in the movie. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoThe person with the microphone asked this, obviously following the rules of the movie.
Lu Fan Er entered the center of the field, and the guy with the microphone designated a person to shout at him with the microphone: "Fat sea, kick him in the ...... cheek"
A fat man walked out, covered in sweat, with thinning hair, two jaws on his chin, and a belly similar to that of Maitreya Buddha sitting in the temple.
"The grandson who kicked grandpa's ass hasn't been born yet, wait for Lao Tzu to play with you," Lu Faner looked at the fat man and thought.
Lu Fan Er and the fat man were just about to make a move, there was a commotion outside the field, and the crowd of onlookers had already made a way, and he and the fat man were also diverted.
"It turns out that Brother Quan is here, rare guest ......," several people in the crowd complimented.
The lips of the brother named Quan moved, "You guys go to the car and bring the wine down!" ”
Immediately a few people went out, and in a short time they carried down a dozen cases of beer.
Lu Fan Er and the fat man's unstarted fight paused, and everyone began to distribute beer, and when they got it, they bit off the bottle cap and drank it directly.
Drinking wine in a big bowl and eating meat in large pieces is the dream life that Lu Faner had longed for before, of course, with many good brothers, but such a life is rare in contemporary times. This kind of relatively primitive life mostly appeared in ancient times, the green forest heroes and robbers or something, Liang Shanbo's era is already a stale trace, if it is really in ancient times, he will not say a word in the morning Liangshan, and he will be a good man who is light on life and death. In modern times, if you only care about eating and drinking every day, drunk and dreaming of death, outsiders will only give you a "second-rate" hat that does not want to make progress.
Lu Fan Er is a simple and straightforward person who likes a more primitive and simple life, and Fight Club happens to be like this.
Although Lu Fan Er is a simple and straightforward person, his three-year military journey has changed him a lot.
When the wine was almost drunk, the guy named Brother Quan walked up to the stereo and picked up the microphone, "Welcome to the Fight Club......
"Yay......" The hands of the people holding the wine bottles were raised.
"Here I want to tell the newcomers, but also to the old members, fight clubs only exist at the time of the party, it is better not to mention it after the party, you in the fight club are not you anywhere else, it is better to remember that this is the rule."
"Also, it's better for newcomers not to dye your hair or anything, you can look whatever you want, don't dress up deliberately, even if you dress up, I or others will beat you into your original shape, of course, if you are in good health, you can naturally beat me or others again. But I would say that fight clubs are taboo about dressing up or dressing weirdly, do you think you have dyed yellow hair and you dress very mainstream? No, you're just a different vest from other creatures, you're not a beautiful piece of unique snowflake, you're just a ...... of ordinary beings."
The crowd was filled with shouts of "Yay", bordering on religious fanaticism. Although what Chen Jiquan said is different from Taylor Deton in the movie, the essence of what he wants to convey is the same. When he said it, Lu Faner had already asked Du Chenghui about the person's name and surname, and knew that his name was Chen Jiquan.
"Here, everyone is equal, there is no high or low, if someone thinks they are superior, you can overthrow him on the field. Don't show off your clothes here, how many tens of thousands of dollars your car has, how many houses you have in the city, how thick your wallet is, how superior your job is over other people, those are just things outside of your body, you don't have to show off here those dispensable things in life that you have worked so hard to buy. ”
"In the era of material overflow, everyone is inevitably tempted, following the trend to buy a house, a car, a fuck and other things, in order to buy these, you work your strong body, consume your sharp mind, and consume your energy, just to buy the successful house and car that these worldly people advertise in the eyes of these worldly people?"
"Fuck it, that's what the vulgar world is pursuing! You are all so good, but your potential is wasted, and you all follow the world's ethos. You are unconsciously limited by the world, your clothes are shaped by the outside world, your behavior is dictated by the world, and you gradually forget your natural talents in order to survive. ”
"Because of the difference between the ideal and the reality, that's the fucking fact that you have to face, so you're very, very angry, but there's nothing you can do. At the end of the day, our panic is nothing more than our lives. Fortunately, there is a great product of civilization in this era, and that is - Fight Club! ”
"Your spiritual anxiety, inner emptiness, and pent-up emotions can be vented and relieved here, and let the pain help you find your own essence."
If Chen Jiquan's subdued and slightly religious fanaticism had been heard two or three years ago, when Lu Fan'er was still stunned, he would probably have been worshiped like the people around him who shouted "yes" hoarsely. It's just that the stunned young man from two or three years ago is gone, and his inner reaction is not as fierce as next to him. Movies are movies, life is life, and this still has to be completely divided.
"Here, slave owners and slaves can hug each other, police and criminals can raise their glasses, enemies and enemies can shake hands, in short, here, there is nothing, you are nothing, you feel the rise after your fight......"
Chen Jiquan's hands trembled and he stopped his speech after making a flying gesture, and the hoarse voice of "yes" reached a climax, and it was time to come to an end. The next thing is to continue the unstarted fight between Lu Fan Er and the fat man.
The fat man made a very lame fighting posture on the field, and Lu Fan Er wanted to laugh when he saw it. The lower plate is so loose, he sweeps his legs, and he can't be turned over on his back? But Lu Faner didn't do this, which would make it seem that he was bullying amateurs.
Lu Fan Er just wants to play casually, who will play with you if you have real skills? This is fighting, and it is a fighting that doesn't care about winning or losing, it's casual.
The fat man saw Lu Fan'er's absent-minded appearance, so he waved his fist and rushed over, he flashed to the side, his feet stepped forward, and the fat man was tripped and staggered forward a few steps before falling to the ground. Everyone laughed and shouted and cheered. With the encouragement of everyone, the fat man got up, quickly straightened his posture, and resumed his attack mode.
The fat man didn't dare to rush forward, and confronted Lu Faner, he was very relaxed, deliberately showed a flaw in front of the fat man, the fat man punched over, Lu Fan Er's right hand grabbed the fat man's hand, pulled it back, the fat man staggered a few steps behind his back, Lu Fan Er's left foot did not forget to lift at this time, and he stumbled up the fat buttocks with a small kick, and the fat man fell a few steps away and fell a dog to eat.
"Hahaha......" was accompanied by a burst of laughter, and the onlookers were very happy, and they seemed to be happy to see the fat man's jokes.
The fat man slowly stood up, and clenched his fists to face Lu Faner, who looked very casual. The fat man suddenly lost his calm, shouted and pounced, punching Lu Fan Er in the face.
Soft fist, Lu Fan Er thought, spit out a mouthful of water, dry, bleeding! He just wanted to try the taste of pain, so he didn't dodge.
"It's better to end it, if you break your front teeth and it's not a joke, your image will be damaged, and you have to rely on this old face to seduce girls," Lu Fan Er didn't want to play.
The fat man took advantage of the situation and punched up again, he kicked backwards, and he couldn't succeed, and the fat man's face was right, which can be regarded as a way to return the favor. The fat man lay on the ground and didn't move, so easy to faint?
The fat man was carried off the field by the two, and Lu Fan Er also retreated, took out a bottle of wine from the box, lit a cigarette, and continued to watch the fight of others.
"Brother has good skills," someone patted him behind him.
Lu Fan Er turned his head and saw that it was Chen Jiquan, and said with a smile: "If you are not good at learning, Brother Quan will laugh." ”
"I know that my brother has not shown his true ability," Chen Jiquan lowered his voice, "In a few days, Wanshi Group is going to hold an underground boxing match, is my brother interested?" ”
"Lao Tzu is a stunt, but he has covered it up as much as possible, you can see this?" He thought, "I'm here to carry out a mission, not a boxer, more than one thing is better than one thing." ”
I was about to refuse, but suddenly something came to mind.
Wait, Wanshi Group? Isn't this exactly what Lao Tzu has always dreamed of blending into!?