As soon as the weekend appeared, the people under Morlivan's hands naturally flocked to him, among these people, some had seen the weekend use pebbles to Morlivan, and some Morlivan pulled it from outside the school, but without exception, their eyes when they looked at the weekend, they were all ruthless.

Just from their eyes, they knew that these people were really towards Mo Liwen's kind, not the more than 20 people who hindered Mo Liwen's face during the day.

After appearing on the weekend, he first walked up to Yan Qingcai, and gently wiped the tears on Yan Qingcai's cheeks in front of everyone: "Silly girl, a mad dog is barking at you, it really dares to bite you, I'll just smash it to death, what's there to be afraid of?" I can't cry in front of men other than me anymore, do you hear? ”

It's a bit of a romantic drama, when she said this on the weekend, she was tepid, and she didn't deliberately render her emotions in an affectionate tone, but the words she said made Yan Qingcai feel extremely down-to-earth, she nodded heavily and kept this sentence in her heart, and from then on, Yan Qingcai really didn't cry anymore in front of people except for the weekend, no matter how wronged.

coaxed Yan Qingcai not to cry, and sent her outside the box on the weekend, and then returned to the box again.

Noticed that Morlivan and his group were looking at him with a fierce face, and stretched out very comfortably on the weekend, originally wanted to find a sofa to sit on, but the sofa was occupied by women who did not cover their bodies, and because of the large number of people, the women were not easy to wear, so they used clothes to cover the shame on their chests.

Naturally, I wanted to sit with these women on the weekend, but Morlivan's gang was eyeing them, and I was really afraid that when I sat with the women on the weekend, I would be attacked because of distraction.

So, he glanced at the box, and finally crouched at the foot of the wall, and took out the half of the cigarette that he had smoked in the box before.

He used to smoke on weekends when he was in trouble, and as for why, he didn't even know why, anyway, he didn't think he did it for the sake of being cool, and as for what others thought, it was none of his business.

A cigarette that smokes a pack of cigarettes for three yuan, and it is still a half-cut kind, a cigarette that smokes a tall cigar, a half-cigarette single-handedly, alone, a cigar smoker with seven helpers, who is strong and who is weak, people with a little IQ can see through, such as Mo Liwen, he can see through it, he feels that no matter how much this kid jumps on the weekend tonight, it is useless, and he will eventually be trampled under the crocodile leather shoes on his feet.

"You're here?" Sitting on the sofa, Mo Liwen didn't seem to be under the slightest pressure when facing the weekend squatting in the corner, as if chatting with an old friend was so casual, "I'm going to break your leg today!" ”

"It's not too late to settle our accounts." The weekend beckoned to the two foreman aunts, and the two foremen also knew about the weekend, and when they saw each other waving, they hurriedly twisted their waists and hips to come up.

The two foremen were wearing low-cut, because they were in awe of the weekend, when they came over, they bowed slightly, the bra on their chests loomed, and the snow-white place was a little dumbfounded on the weekend, and then they smelled the perfume smell of the mature woman, and they sneezed unnaturally on the weekend, and then said to the two foremen: "Including the medical expenses of the three brothers who are lying down, how much money did these guys spend tonight, please ask the two beauties to help calculate it." ”

The two foremen at the aunt level are rarely called their big beauties because they have passed the best age, and the one who calls them big beauties is still the boss of the daughter's red cover field, and the two foremen who were a little pale because of Mo Liwen and others were suddenly happy, and hurriedly handed Mo Liwen the bill they consumed to the weekend, and one of the foremen even touched the back of the weekend's hand without a trace and ate a bite of tender tofu.

"Ahem!" Weekend coughed lightly uncalmly, in order to hide his agitated heart, glanced at the total amount of the bill, and then said to Mo Liwen, "The bill consumption is more than two thousand eight hundred, I don't like to eat a little loss, it's nothing, wipe it out, count two thousand, you beat my three brothers, one person lost 5,000 yuan, a total of 17,000 yuan, I didn't miscalculate, or do you calculate it again?" ”

"That's right!" Mo Liwen didn't bother to look at the serious weekend, paused, and said, "Anyway, I'm not ready to pay at all, so it's okay for you to count 180,000." ”

"Isn't that okay?" On the weekend, he didn't seem to expect that Mo Livan would not give money, his face changed slightly, showing a very surprised expression, and said, "It's not right to beat people, it's even more wrong to eat overlord chicken, our female employees have paid their own labor, how can you not give money?" ”

"Are you sure you want money?" Morlivan asked rhetorically nonchalantly, judging from his facial expressions, it was very likely that he was making fun of the weekend as a fool.

However, the weekend was still fooled, and he nodded with a smile: "Sure!" ”

"Okay!" As he spoke, he suddenly got up from the sofa, and with a gesture of his hand, the eight companions behind him greeted him towards the weekend who was squatting at the foot of the wall, and Morlivan said with an expression as if he was ready to watch a good show, "I can give you a lot of 17,000 yuan, but you have to beat my brothers." As he said this, he even clapped his palm, "Game on!" ”

Morlivan's high-five was a signal, and with a snap, the seven companions who had been walking towards the weekend with their hands on their chests suddenly sped up, and even two of them put their hands in their trouser pockets, and it could be seen from the bulging trouser pockets that there were sharp weapons such as knives.

The pace of the seven people was almost the same, running like a tiger and a leopard, and at a glance they knew that they were good at fighting, and when the two foremen saw it, they hurriedly turned around and slipped out of the box, and the atmosphere in the entire box suddenly became tense.

Seeing seven people rushing towards him from different directions, Weekend, who had reached out to Mo Liwen to ask for money, suddenly sank, and there happened to be a wooden chair next to him, he jumped up from the ground suddenly, grabbed the chair and threw it at the three people who rushed in front.

The three of them were all quick to react, almost at the same time as the chair was thrown out, the three of them scattered to the left and right, but because of the limited space in the box, the original three of them were close together, even if they reacted sharply, but one of them was still inevitably hit by the chair on the weekend.

The reaction speed of the weekend is also remarkable, at the same time as the chair was smashed out, he hurriedly raised his feet and fled towards the gap besieged by seven people, and the person who was hit by the chair did not react to what was going on, he kicked out with a heartwarming kick, kicked the person upside down and flew out, and smashed it on a sofa, so scared that the woman who did not cover her body on the sofa couldn't care about covering her shame, and ran out of the box with her hands covering her body at two o'clock in shock, and several other women were also frightened and fled to the box.

Kicking over a person on the weekend, he had already found a chance to get out, but a few women ran so headlessly that they happened to block his way. If it were someone else, in this case, in order not to be beaten by the group, he would definitely kick the woman who was in the way.

It's a pity that he is soft on the weekend and can't be ruthless to innocent women.

The result of soft-heartedness is to put yourself in danger.

It was just a pause, and the six people surrounded the weekend, and the two fists were invincible to the four hands, and the weekend barely parried the fists of the two, but when the lower abdomen was kicked by a black hand, his bad luck came.

Countless punches and kicks crackled on Zhouzhou's body like a torrential rain, and after a few breaths, Zhouzhou fell to the ground, and the only thing he could do was to hold his head in his hands and let his opponent's punches and feet bombard his body.

The people under Morlivan's hands were very ruthless, and in less than a minute, they couldn't feel the pain in their bodies on the weekend, because they were numb, and instead they were dizzy, dazed, and in danger of closing their eyes at any time.

Maybe my brain was broken, and I hallucinated over the weekend:

That year, in the month of Layue, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother led a girl with two pigtails home, and Zhou's mother told her that it was her sister......

That year, in the middle of summer, they were admitted to the high school of Cannes High School on the weekend with the first place in all of them, and the siblings made a wish in their attic that night that they would be admitted to the same university in three years......

That year, in late autumn, he dragged his worn-out schoolbag on the weekend, walked out of the school gate in embarrassment, and was expelled from the school, he didn't dare to go home for three days and three nights, and his parents and sister looked for three days and three nights......

That year, in early autumn, on a rainy day, I carried my sister's suitcase on the weekend, sent my sister to the Cannes train station, and took photos in the rain to commemorate my sister's trip to college in other provinces......

The beautiful girl standing in the rain with a light green umbrella is the sister of the weekend, and that photo has been put by the weekend at the head of the bed, no matter where she goes.

Before leaving, the fat-headed boss said to the down-and-out man: "Little fool, just because you want to be with my daughter, and you don't pee to take care of yourself, you can't afford to move bricks for a lifetime to give Lao Tzu the dowry he wants......"

At that time, the weekend clenched his fists and cursed in his heart hatefully: "Little goblin, sooner or later, you will become a rich man's little three, four, five, six!" ”

……

The beating continued, punching to the flesh.

The already confused weekend recalled everything in the past, and unconsciously remembered what he said when he had a dry fight with the horse eye for the second time:

"Lao Tzu went to live every day desperately, and lived every day as if it were the last day, not seeking to make much contribution to this society, not asking how high and how far he could climb, and even not asking whether to go to heaven or hell after death, I just wanted to live a stable life for a lifetime, marry a daughter-in-law, and give birth to a bunch of cubs. I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it, I've lived for almost twenty years, and I'm already enough to give in, and if I give in, there will be no way out, so don't force me. If you have to fight to the death today, it's a big deal, I pull a few cushions, and it's not for nothing to come to this world! ”

In a trance, the head teacher in high school, the fat boss of the brick factory, the three-in-command of the Tiger Head Gang, and Mo Liwen, who is now laughing when he is beaten not far away, seem to overlap.

No matter what kind of face they have, the weekend is in their bones.

There is a sentence that I especially like on the weekend, "It's not that I don't report it, the time has not come", he deeply engraved all the people who trampled on his dignity in his heart, usually not showing the mountain dew, but all the time thinking about the day to climb to a higher position than those people, and then trample on their dignity a hundred times thousands of times.

This is the poor and humble little person, who will be retribution, grinning with teeth, and cold-eyebrowed, and those who understand will feel that this is the ambition of the little people, and those who are not in it will feel that this is a fantasy.

But whether it's ambition or fantasy, one thing he wants to do most on the weekend is to knock Morlivan, who is laughing with his hands on his chest, to the ground, and smash Mollivan into his pimple-ridden face, shattering his mouth full of yellow teeth, and bursting the bridge of his nose with wine lees, preferably to the kind that he doesn't even know his mother.

But, is it really possible? He already felt that he couldn't support it, his eyelids began to fight, and his mental strength became more and more sluggish.

"I'm going to beat you to death!" A second before he fainted, Weekend glared at Morlivan with his eyes open, causing the latter to retreat in fright.