"Qin Lang, you don't fucking come back yet, your wife let Jiang Cheng give it to you." The dilapidated Nokia distorted the sound of the hadron to the death.

In front of Kyoto University, a man jumped up on the grass on the bank of Shimizu Creek, running fast in the night.

Under the white street lamp in front of the school, you can see his full and strong muscles, as well as his handsome angular face.

There was a Mercedes-Benz parked at the entrance of the school, and through the car window, he vaguely saw that Bai Xiaoju was being hugged and kissed by Jiang Chenglou, and one hand was already submerged in the corset.

Qin Lang saw that his woman was actually embraced, hugged and kissed by his enemy Jiang Cheng, and she looked very fucking intoxicated, her eyes were closed, and one hand was still hooking Jiang Cheng's neck.

The rapid upsurge of blood made Qin Lang feel dizzy for a while.

He didn't believe it was true, and rubbed his eyes, Bai Xiaoju was still there, and he could even hear the sucking sound made by the two of them when they kissed.

Qin Lang couldn't control the anger in his heart anymore, and bent down to pick up a stone from the side of the road and was about to smash Jiangcheng's Mercedes-Benz.

But the Mercedes Benz smoked from its butt and disappeared into the night.

The stone in Qin Lang's hand didn't catch up with Mercedes-Benz, he fell behind, and rolled out a long way.

Hadron came out of nowhere, followed by a small and charming woman.

"How?" Hadron asked.

Qin Lang didn't speak, and walked into the school. I swear in my heart that I will make you pay.

"Stop me, you didn't hear me talking to you." The petite woman caught up from behind and grabbed Qin Lang's hand, a vague fragrance drifted over with the breeze, Qin Lang felt a little uncomfortable, and rubbed his nose vigorously. He shook his arm lightly and said, "Wan Mengmeng, you stay away from me." ”

Although Qin Lang felt that he didn't use much strength, Wan Mengmeng had already fallen to the ground.

"Grass and mud horses, you are sick." Wan Mengmeng's husband Qiangzi scolded Qin Lang.

Qin Lang saw that Wan Mengmeng's knee had been broken, and he felt that what he had done was a little excessive, so he didn't speak.

Qiangzi punched Qin Lang on the shoulder and said, "Everyone is for your good, don't you know what to do." ”

Qin Lang leaned against the gate of the school and lit a cigarette, the taste of inferior tobacco was spicy and bitter, making Qin Lang's blood flow back quickly from the top of his head, and his head was no longer as hot as just now.

"Bai Xiaoju and Jiang Cheng kissed in the car." Qin Lang spit out a puff of smoke rings and said with some self-deprecation.

Qiangzi scolded: "the grass, that deflated calf in Jiangcheng, I have long seen him unpleasant, Qin Lang, the hatred of killing his father, the hatred of taking his wife, we can't just endure it, let's say it, what should I do, buddy has nothing to say about going up the knife mountain and going down to the oil pot." ”

Qin Lang felt as if he had drunk a bottle of cold beer on dog days, very comfortable.

Qiangzi has had a very good relationship with Qin Lang since that ball game, although Qiangzi's father is also a leader who is not big or small, but his personality is not as high-flying as Jiang Cheng, and he gets along with his classmates, which is why Qin Lang has come together with him.

The reason why Qiangzi was able to vent his anger for Qin Lang was because Qin Lang was also angry for Qiangzi when he was a sophomore.

It was Qin Lang's birthday, and Qiangzi was looking forward to celebrating Qin Lang's birthday in a bar.

Qin Lang disagreed at first, because he was poor and barely able to eat enough, if he asked Qiangzi to spend money on his birthday, then how could he repay this favor in the future.

Qiangzi scolded him and said, "You are really fucking careful, brothers are together is the most important relationship, don't fucking ruin the fun." ”

Several people drank very happily in the hotel, Qin Lang grew so big, it was the first time to have such a grand birthday, when he was at home before, his mother was thinking about boiling two eggs for him, and then stuffed it into his quilt when he hadn't woken up yet, saying, while the sun hasn't come out yet, hurry up and eat it, go to bad luck.

Qin Lang said in his heart that the bad luck on his body can be removed with two eggs, but the deliciousness of eggs can still save a lot of his saliva, after all, not every day can eat eggs.

Now there are not only eggs, but also a three-layer birthday cake, which looks like in a movie, Qin Lang feels that he is really happy, and in the future, when he has money, he must have a birthday like this for his mother.

After a few people had eaten, Wan Mengmeng said, "You must go and sing, so that it can be considered perfect." ”

Qin Lang said: "I really don't go, I'm a little tired." ”

Wan Mengmeng knew what Qin Lang meant, and said: "Qiangzi's family has money, and he is not happy if you don't spend it." ”

Qiangzi smiled and slapped Wan Mengmeng's ass and said, "It's still my wife who understands me." ”

A few people came to a song hall, and just about to go to the private room with the waiter, seven or eight burly men came over, all with wolf heads tattooed on their shoulders that had been red.

The leader was a forty-one or twelve-year-old man, with a full face of flesh and a very visible scar on the left side of his face.

Wan Mengmeng hid behind Hadron and wanted to pass.

But Scarface pushed away Qiangzi, reached out and grabbed Wan Mengmeng's arm, took it into his arms, and said with a smile: "Little beauty, my brother likes it." ”

How could Hadron endure this, he picked up a beer bottle from the side and smashed it down on the scar-faced head.

The bottle shattered, and blood flowed from Scarface's head.

Scarface didn't let go of Wan Mengmeng, dipped the blood on his head with one hand, licked it with his tongue, and said, "Okay, I like it." ”

The two people behind Scarface rushed up and grabbed the strong son, and Scarface took out a dagger from his pocket, and without thinking about it, he stabbed it in the stomach of the strong son. He also scolded in his mouth: "The grass and mud horse dare to beat me and stab you to death." ”

Wan Mengmeng screamed and didn't know what to do.

Hadron shouted, "Run." ”

Just when Scarface's dagger was about to stab Qiangzi's belly, Qin Lang's hand grabbed Scarface's wrist, took it into his arms, and sent it another ride under his feet, Scarface's whole person flew up, and suddenly hit the stereo next to him, and his head was drilled in.

At the same time, the two people who were holding the hadron felt a flower in front of them, a sharp pain, something was already flowing out of their noses, and before they could see clearly, they heard the sound of fractures, and two people fell down at the same time, one was in the left leg and the other was in the right leg, and they couldn't move anymore.

Qiangzi was stunned by Qin Lang's outstretched hand, and Qin Lang scolded: "Hurry up." ”

Qiangzi ran away with someone, and after running out, he remembered that Qin Lang was still thrown inside, and felt that his face was red for a while, so he hurriedly called someone.

Ten minutes later, thirty men came, all sorts of men in their hands, iron rods, machetes, chain locks. But it is not the one brought by the hadron.

When Qiangzi returned to the song hall with people, he saw Qin Lang fighting with more than a dozen people, although there were many people on the other side, but Qin Lang did not have the slightest advantage.

I don't know who called the police, but both sides ran away, and they didn't look for each other again.

Since then, Qiangzi has regarded Qin Lang as his brother in life and death, today, Bai Xiaoju was given by that bastard in Jiangcheng, and Qiangzi felt as if his woman was ridden by Jiangcheng, and he was furious, wanting to lead someone to find Jiangcheng desperately.

But Wan Mengmeng said: "I feel that this black light is blind, and I may not be able to see it clearly, so let's go find Bai Xiaoju, this kind of thing can't be wronged." ”