At nine o'clock in the morning, the railway station in Beihai City was crowded, Mao Shibai got off the train, walked out of the exit, looked at the strange and familiar city in front of him, and there were not only some tears in his eyes.

I haven't been back for many years, and I feel that the air in my hometown is all kind.

At the door of a small hotel, a red-haired woman dressed in cold clothes whistled and shouted, "Handsome guy, come and have fun."

Mao 18 glanced at the woman, and his heart was full of sympathy.

"Grab something, grab him." A woman shouted as she ran.

The people on the side of the road are watching, no one cares, and it is better to have more than one thing in these years.

The yellow hair in front ran quite fast, and although the woman in the back couldn't run, she didn't plan to give up yet.

Mao Eighteen took a puff of cigarette and stood in the middle of the road.

"Get out of the way, muddy horses, get out of the way." Yellow hair is good away from the old man.

Mao 18 didn't speak. Still smiling and looking at the yellow hair running over.

Huang Mao wanted to avoid Mao Eighteen, but Mao Eighteen didn't want to avoid him.

The two finally bumped into each other. Huang Mao felt that his arm was almost broken, as if it had hit an iron plate.

"Grass and mud horses, don't fucking meddle around, I'll kill you." Huang Mao took out a switchblade from his pocket, and with a snap, the knife popped out.

"Son, change your ways." Mao Eighteen persuaded him with good words.

"Nima." Huang Mao stabbed him with a knife.

"Forget it, let him go." The girl arrived, looking at the dagger in Huang Mao's hand and shouting in fear.

No one saw Mao Eighteen make a move, and Huang Mao flew out with a scream.

It took a long time for Huang Mao to get up, and he looked at Mao Eighteen in disbelief.

"Leave the stuff and you can get out." Mao Shibai was still smiling, he didn't want to affect his mood because of the appearance of this bastard.

With a whew, a galvanized steel pipe smashed over with the sound of the wind.

"Nima's, do it behind your back." Mao Eighteen scolded in his heart.

The incident happened suddenly, and it was too late to hide, and Mao Shibai tensed the muscles of his body.

With a bang, the galvanized steel pipe slammed heavily on Mao Eighteen's back.

The girl screamed in fright, and she had already lost her face.

Mao Shibai turned his body and moved his back, and his eyes were already murderous.

The sunspot who was holding the deformed steel pipe in his hand looked at Mao Eighteen a little stupidly, and said in his heart, fuck it, is this still a person.

"Big brother, beat him, beat him to death," Huang Mao, who was already up, shouted to the side.

There were people all around, all with their hands in their hands, and their long machetes glittering in the sun.

Mao 18 took off the backpack from his body and put it on the ground, there was a model of the bullet plane he made for his younger brother in the backpack, I don't know if it was damaged by this stupid black man.

"Big brother, forget it, I don't want the money in my pocket, let's go." The girl no longer knows what to do.

"Damn, this person has to be choked, do you know who that sunspot is? He is a relative of the CEO of Wanda Group, and he heard that the Public Security Bureau did not dare to touch him. "There is a watch lively said.

"Malegobi's, it's simply unbearable. How did my hometown become like this dog. Mao 18 scolded in his heart.

"Up." The steel pipe that had been bent in Kurozi's hand smashed towards Mao Eighteen.

Mao Eighteen finally made a move, and he has been resting since he came back from the last mission, and his hands are a little itchy.

Bai Xiaochuan grabbed the smashed steel pipe with his hand, brought it into his arms, and pinched Kuroko's shoulder with his other hand, and with a slight force, Kuroko screamed, and his arm hung down very naturally.

Mao Eighteen struck another elbow blow, and the sunspot flew out sideways.

"Grass and mud horses, let you do it behind your back." Mao eighteen scolded.

There was a machete in the sunlight through a beautiful arc and slashed at Mao Eighteen's head, Mao Eighteen turned around, a beautiful spinning kick, the machete fell to the ground, and everyone also fell down.

Six or seven people were not injured in an instant, and the girl who was watching from the side was surprised at this time. It took a long time to recover.

Mao 18 walked to the side of the yellow hair, dragged his chin with his hand and said, "Go over, return the bag to others."

Huang Mao has become very well-behaved now, and returned an LV handbag to the girl.

Mao 18 looked at the sunspot lying on the ground and said, "There is no next time, let me meet you next time."

Kuroko's body trembled, and he felt that this person's eyes contained murderous aura.

This kind of momentum is not pretended, he remembered a big brother he met in prison, a key criminal wanted in the whole country, and heard that he had more than a dozen lives on his body, and his eyes were like this.

Could it be that he is also a man of the Tao, Kuroko thought.

Mao 18 habitually glanced at his watch, the time was already ten o'clock in the morning, and there were still three hours to drive, and he was in a hurry to buy gifts for his family.

His stomach began to rumble, and Mao Eighteen remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast yet.

Mao 18 walked north along the street, according to his memory, in front of him was the largest Wal-Mart supermarket, and there was a stall selling cold noodles on the left side of the supermarket, where the cold noodles were the most delicious, I don't know if they were still there.

Mao Shibai looked at the scenery on both sides of the street while walking, and it was already a matter of fact.

"Wait for me, wait for me." A girl's nice cry came from behind.

Mao Eighteen glanced back, which girl was robbed just now. Dressed in a white Giorgio Armani tracksuit, his ponytail flew in the air.

Mao 18 stopped and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, you won't be robbed again."

"Look at you, you can't speak." The girl looked a little angry.

"What are you doing without you?" Mao asked.

"I want to repay you." The girl smiled, revealing a mouthful of white, neat teeth.

"Sister, it's not like you want to make a promise. It just so happens that I don't have a wife yet. Mao Eighteen said jokingly.

"Virtue, who said he was going to marry you." A red cloud rose on the girl's face.

Mao 18 continued to walk forward and stopped talking.

"Wait for me. What are you doing so fast. The girl caught up and grabbed Mao Eighteen's arm.

A sense of happiness rose from the secret place in Mao Eighteen's body, and it was said that after three years in the army, the sows were all sables, not to mention that there was a stunning beauty beside her.

Mao 18 felt a little swollen underneath, if it weren't for the underwear constraints, he would definitely be embarrassed today.

Mao Eighteen originally wanted to throw off the arms of the beautiful women, but he didn't have the courage.

A faint aroma came from the girl's body, and Mao Eighteen felt as if he was going to have a nosebleed.