Chapter 20 Add wine and return to the lamp to reopen the feast

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Geng Zhi knew that he was seriously injured, and he was afraid that he would never be able to return home, at the end of this month, his son graduated from primary school, and his poor son had been in primary school for six years, and he had never been to a parent-teacher meeting, which made his classmates think that his son had no father, but this time Geng Chuhan really had no father.

Thoughts flashed in his mind, the brave anti-narcotics police returned to reality, he struggled to bite the other end of the grenade's ring with his teeth, in order to prevent accidental explosion, the end of the ring was processed into a Y-shape, which needed to be straightened to pull out, and then he bit out the ring, and the other arm couldn't move, probably a fracture.

The figure was approaching, and it was impossible to see whether it was two or four, blood was flowing from the top of his head, blurring his eyes, and the whole world was dark red, Geng Zhi slowly stretched out his hand, showing the Type 82 grenade in his hand, and smiled with his mouth open.

The plastic shell of this grenade contains 16oo small steel balls, once exploded, the surrounding area will be pierced into a honeycomb by the steel balls, people see the grenade in Geng Zhi's hand, turn his head and run, one guy also fell, got up in a hurry and continued to run, faster than a rabbit.

"A bunch of bad seeds." Geng Zhi said disdainfully, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his fingers became weaker and weaker as he got older, and he could no longer pinch the safety reed of the grenade.

Just a second before Geng Zhi lost consciousness, a strong big hand took out the grenade from his hand, picked up the pull ring from the side, inserted the bullet back into the body, and the grenade was safe.

The man waved at the person hiding behind the police car in the distance: "It's okay, the alarm is lifted." ā€

Only then did the traffic police dare to come out and drag Geng Zhi out of the wreckage of the car, and the man pointed out: "Be careful, he has a broken bone, don't cause secondary injuries." ā€

Geng Zhi had a gun and a police officer ID card on him, and the traffic police were more cautious, laying him flat on the ground and waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

"Master, which unit are you from?" The traffic police expressed their gratitude to the strange man.

"I'm a soldier." The man handed the grenade to the traffic police, got on a Harley-Davidson and drove away.

Geng Zhi was sent to the hospital for first aid, and the car accident caused him three fractures, soft tissue contusions and concussion, and several stitches on his head, but overall the injuries were not serious, compared to the anti-drug career of the sword and sword, it was just a small scene.

The police intervened in the investigation and determined that it was the revenge of drug traffickers, only Geng Zhi knew in his heart that those guys were by no means old and murderous drug dealers, but like fledgling stunned youths.

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Liu Handong graduated, and he finally got his undergraduate diploma and bachelor's degree certificate, but it was even more difficult to find a job with a diploma from the history department.

His mentor, Professor Shao Wenyuan, continued to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and he had the right to cultivate his self-cultivation, anyway, there were more than enough graduate students in the Department of History, and he could go through the line.

"For many people, the postgraduate English entrance examination is a roadblock, but your English score is very good, you might as well give it a try." Professor Shao said.

Liu Handong scratched his head and sizzled inhaled: "Professor Shao, it's not that I'm not motivated, I'm too busy, I'm going abroad next month, I'm stationed abroad, I don't have time to study." ā€

Professor Shao said: "You are not going to take the postgraduate examination to find a job, so don't be pressured, the utilitarianism of Chinese examination study is too strong, and applying what you have learned is actually the purpose of technical schools, and the university is a place to cultivate literati. ā€

Liu Handong's words moved him, and he finally made up his mind: "Okay, I'll apply for the graduate school of history." ā€

Seeing his reluctant look, Shao Wenyuan said, "Okay, as compensation, I'll introduce you to a master to learn martial arts." ā€

Liu Handong said with a sad face: "Professor, it won't be Taijiquan for self-cultivation, I can't stop that rhythm." ā€

Shao Wenyuan laughed: "It's not either, it's an authentic Chinese fighting technique, an improved Lost Trace Boxing." ā€

Liu Handongqi said: "Do you know Huo Yuanjia's descendant?" ā€

Shao Wenyuan looked teachable: "By the way, the Jingwu Pavilion went to the Nanyang Exhibition a long time ago, and now it's back, and it just so happens that I know an old friend, who is Huo Yuanjia's disciple Sun Li." ā€

Liu Handong didn't believe his words, so he ran away after a few perfunctory words, and just after leaving the building of the history department, he saw a guy under the plane tree, who was talking to a passing girl.

The guy is not tall, at most one meter eight, but he feels like a mountain, with a small head, Ray-Ban glasses, bronzed skin, a mouth full of white teeth, masculine and heroic, and full of masculinity.

"Rohan!" Liu Handong shouted.

The guy turned around and smiled at him, handed the girl a small note with his WeChat number, and then greeted him, stretched out his hand, and shook hands with Liu Handong with a wicked smile.

"On a mission?" Liu Handong asked.

"No, vacation, to be precise, it's a suspension inspection, but it's okay, I still owe you a drink, and I paid it back today."

As he spoke, he walked to the motorcycle on the side of the road, it was a heavy Harley-Davidson motorcycle with shiny plating parts, high handles, leather jackets, and an M1887 lever-type shotgun in the car was a ready-made terminator.

"I'll take you?" Rohan moved his motorcycle.

"I have a car." Liu Handong walked to the other side, it was a Jialing 6oo with an Omi license plate, which was immediately dwarfed in front of Harley, but Liu Handong was more handsome and chic, especially the beard on his face, which was too in line with the image of the uncle in the minds of female students, two handsome uncles and two heavy motorcycles, roaring on the campus, attracting countless hot eyes.

Motorcycles were speeding side by side on the road, and Liu Handong asked Luohan: "Where do you want to drink?" ā€

"Guests are as they please, call more friends, lively." Rohan said he didn't wear a helmet, but a leather flight cap and retro goggles, looking like a German devil from World War II.

Liu Handong chose the hotel in Bao Yilou, where the food is expensive, the scenery is good, the grade, the two of them parked the motorcycle downstairs, asked for a big private room to go in and see, you can see the surging river, the field of vision is broad, the decoration of the private room is very high-grade, magnificent, beautiful.

"That's it." Liu Handong said.

"Sir, we have a minimum consumption." The waiter reminded me.

"Yes." Liu Handong didn't care, took out a cigarette and handed it to Luo Han.

"Thanks, I don't smoke this." Luo Han smiled and took out a cigar, bit off his head and lit it with a match, and lay comfortably on the sand and played with his mobile phone.

Liu Handong began to call people, although he had been in Omi for so long, but there were not many real friends, most of them could only be regarded as acquaintances, or social relations that took advantage of each other.

He called Kan Wanlin, Li Sirui, Yin Zhiguo, Huo Ying, Jiang Haofeng, and She Xiaoqing, of course, Ma Ling, such a high-end hotel, a grand banquet, you must not drink beer, Luohan Jian yƬ is white, no need to be high-end, local wine is fine.

Jiang Haofeng went to the car and took four boxes of Huaijiang pure wine, 55 degrees of spirits, with a market price of more than 300 bottles, which is considered a good wine with a relatively close price, and took two bottles of red wine and some fruit juice drinks for the lady.

Liu Handong introduced the identity of Luohan to everyone, did not mention any special forces, only said that he was his comrade-in-arms, and he came to play in Omijiang, and everyone must accompany him, mainly to drink well.

Everyone agreed, especially Kan Wanlin, in terms of drinking, his amount is higher than Liu Handong, and he drinks every day, and he drinks it every day, if he doesn't drink half a catty of white one day, he can't live this day.

Luo Han said with a smile: "Today's wine is not to entertain me, but to celebrate Liu Handong getting his graduation certificate and degree certificate. ā€

Everyone said in unison that they should drink, Liu Handong said in his heart that this kid's intelligence is very accurate, and I will get the certificate today, it seems that it is not a good thing to show up occasionally in Afghanistan, and I am being targeted by the military.

This wine is drunk in the dark, Luohan seems to be not drunk in a thousand cups, and it can drive the scene very much, everyone is very high, four bottles of liquor are not enough, so I ordered two more cases of beer, after the progress, Jiang Haofeng said that it is better to go to the golden bottle to sing, get some foreign wine to taste.

Luo Han readily agreed, everyone went to Jinzun kTV, and drank all kinds of wine, Yin Zhiguo went to the bathroom and vomited, Li Sirui also took the opportunity to urinate, and several ladies became more and more courageous, especially Mai Bashe Xiaoqing, holding the microphone and not letting go, singing the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau over and over again.

Liu Handong also drank, looked at his watch, it was half past ten at night, it was almost over, his eyes swept over, and Luo Han also pointed to his watch.

"Stop singing, it's time to go." Liu Handong patted his palm.

Kan Wanlin, who was tormented by She Xiaoqing's singing, jumped up from the sand and was full of energy: "Go, the transition continues." ā€

"Still drinking!" Ma Ling's eyebrows were raised, but it was fleeting, and in front of outsiders, she wanted to save face for men.

"There are any food stalls, bars and whatever." Luo Han said that he didn't drink too much at all, and his combat effectiveness was still very strong.

So everyone transferred to the most lively Di bar in Omijiang, thinking that Liu Handong was here to fight for Xin Xiaowan and Duan Erpao, and now he is renewing, and he feels emotional, but when he glanced at Ma Ling who was following him, he still pressed the memories in his heart.

Di bar is a place full of a large number of marginal people, it looks like a miasma, it is easy to get into trouble, sure enough, She Xiaoqing, who drank too much, fought with people for the toilet, and fought, there was a girl with heavy makeup, who was full of wind and dust, and she called a few big men with gold chains who were five big and three rough thorns and dragons and tigers to beat She Xiaoqing.

Luohan stepped forward to persuade him, and was slapped by the other party, he didn't fight back, he said something funny, Di Bar was noisy to death, people couldn't hear him talking, thinking that he was cowardly, and he had to fight with the strength of wine, Kan Wanlin saw it, picked up the wine bottle and pounced on it, and gave the other party a big scoop on the spot.

Huo Ying saw that it was hit, glanced at Ma Ling, and picked up the guys next to her.

Liu Handong sighed, he had to pull out the throwing stick, he never brought a gun, only a throwing stick, and he used it very carefully, this thing is round and it is not difficult to smash people's heads out of tofu brains.

This fight was hearty, especially Ma Ling, who hadn't moved for a long time, moved his arms and legs, and was very happy, as for the group of people who were fighting against them, they all lay down, only the trouble-provoking chick shouted hysterically, She Xiaoqing smashed a wine bottle, and the world was clean.

The siren sounded, and Liu Handong shouted: "Go!" ā€

Everyone evacuated calmly, laughing and laughing along the way, Kan Wanlin went to find a place to be on the hour, so he went to the barbecue shed on Iron Slag Street, but now the city management inspection, the barbecue stalls are all closed.

"Let's go, go to the beef village and find the mountain cannon." Kan Wanlin said.

The beef village has already come to the door, Tu Hongbin was chopping meat in the kitchen, heard someone shouting, opened the door and set up the table, called his daughter-in-law up, asked her to shoot a cucumber, mix a peel, cut two catties of cooked beef, took ten bottles of beer from the refrigerator, opened them all, lined up, and opened the whole thing, at this time it was already midnight.

In the small courtyard, the moonlight is sprinkled in every corner, and the summer night breeze is intoxicating.