My sister, are you here to help me, or are you here to harm me?

I looked at Han Bing pitifully, looking at her face covered in frost, as if she was really ready to let the old man beat me.

Han Bing looked at the old soil, stared at the old soil, looked at the old soil.

Lao Tu bit off a piece of chicken skin, spit lightly on the table, without the crazy look just now, and said lightly: "Zhou Ming, this person is righteous enough, he is a man, I can't beat him." ”

Listening to Lao Tu's words, my heart rumbled and thundered, some sour, some rising.

The old man actually said that I am righteous enough and a man.

With his words, there are no grievances, no gaps.

"Okay." Han Bing patted me on the back: "Zhou Ming, admit your mistake with your old brother." ”

I stood up, directly opened a bottle of beer and handed it to Lao Tu, after Lao Tu took it, I opened another bottle and held it in my hand, holding back the tears that were about to come up and said: "Brother Lao Tu, thank you for taking care of me all the time, I can't repay it." ”

After speaking, he poured it down, without stopping, and poured all the words, all the hatred, and all the resentment together.

Lao Tu also held his head high, poured a bottle of beer, and said slowly: "Zhou Ming, let's ...... in the future No one knows anyone. ”

"For ...... Why? "Didn't you just say that I was righteous enough and a man? Now why do you say that no one will know anyone in the future? An inexplicable smell welled up in my stomach again, and the wine I had just drunk was poured too violently, and with a "wow", I quickly twisted my head to the side and spit it out.

Why?

Why?

Why?

I ran to the bathroom, afraid that everyone would see my tears, so I covered my mouth and eyes.

I entered the bathroom, closed the door, lay on the side of the toilet, and vomited wantonly.

After two or three mouthfuls, the bathroom door was pushed open, and a girl squatted next to me and patted me on the back.

It's Li Sijia.

"How did you get in?" I had a mess in my mouth and spit it out again.

"Sister Han Bing wants to preside over the overall situation, and there are no other girls, of course I will take care of you."

Li Sijia patted me on the back and pinched my palm with the other hand, so gentle.

"Old-fashioned, why do you say that?" I burst into tears, more bitter than hearing his sarcasm.

Li Sijia didn't speak, still patting my back with one hand and pinching my palm with the other.

"You must know, can you tell me?" My mind was full of scenes of myself being chased and beaten by Ah Gou's gang in the cafeteria, and Lao Tu led a group of people to come to relieve me.

From that moment on, I will treat you as my brother!

I lay on the toilet seat, spitting out one by one, as if endless, with countless grievances backlogged in my chest.

"Actually, Lao Tu is not angry with you for a long time. Although he is reckless, he is not mixed. Li Sijia said suddenly.

"Because I'm not on your side." If it weren't for the fact that I had once hindered them from taking revenge on Junko and Takayama, that would be the only reason.

"......" Li Sijia wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

I gasped for breath and couldn't spit anything.

Li Sijia took some tissue paper from the side and handed it to me, and I took it and wiped my mouth.

"I'll go out first." Li Sijia sighed, closed the door and went out.

I stood up, looked at myself in the mirror, washed my face again, and calmed my emotions a little.

That's all there is to it...... Perhaps, this is the end of our fate.

Didn't I still think a few days ago, would I rather beat me up and then never know each other? Isn't that now a wish come true?

I walked out and sat back down as if nothing had happened.

Hearing Han Bingzheng say with a cold face, "Old man, how can you be willing to reconcile with the zodiac?" ”

Junzi was still smiling at everyone in the field, while Brother Long was holding a cigarette and looking at the old man with a smile.

Li Sijia and Liu Xing also looked solemn, knowing that Lao Tu's next words would change the situation in No. 1 Middle School.

The entire private room was quiet, whether it was the zodiac, the old-fashioned people, or the Xiaobin and Han Yue of the security department, everyone present stared at the old-fashioned people intently.

Lao Tu gnawed on a piece of chicken thigh, and his movements were very slow, and even the gaps between the bones had to be sucked clean by him.

His movements were slow and graceful, and his mouth opened and closed with slow chewing, in stark contrast to the previous gobbling up and feasting—not even like him anymore.

"It's simple." Lao Tu threw the leftover chicken bones back at will, "Shunzi pressed Liu Xing's head a few times, and knelt in front of Liu Xing and kowtowed a few times today." ”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked!

"Hahahaha......" Brother Long laughed first, mocking, sneering, laughing!

Junko's expression didn't change much, and she still smiled unfazed.

"Hey, hey." Xiao Bin started his strengths and made a dilution: "Old soil, you can really joke, in fact, you are not angry in your heart for a long time, right?" ”

Han Bing's hand pressed against the table, and the anger between his eyebrows faintly flares up.

No one at the table next to him spoke, because it was obviously not their turn, and Song Yan and Liu Tao's expressions did not change much, as if they had long known that Lao Tu was going to say this.

"I'm not kidding." Lao Tu took the napkin and wiped his hands gently: "Shunzi, do you kneel or not?" ”

"Are you burned?" Junko looked at the old-fashioned eyes as if she was looking at a mentally ill person.

"Is that a no-negotiation process?" Lao Tu stood up and snorted heavily: "There is no sincerity at all." ”

"Old-fashioned, don't go too far!" Han Bing was furious, and he was about to explode.

"Sister Bing, why bother......" The old man turned around, his back was so lonely.

Han Bing was stunned, his eyes glazed. Li Sijia and Liu Xing also stood up, and Song Yan and Liu Tao and the other three people on the table over there also stood up, and they were about to leave with Lao Tu.

"Squeak-" Junko moved her chair back, making a screeching sound.

"You should know." Junko put his feet on the table, and several plates were pushed away by him, and there was a bang, "Out of this door, you and our zodiac signs, there will be no room for maneuver." ”

Lao Tu stood up and said slowly: "Isn't there room for maneuver if you don't go out of this door?" There was a hint of desolation in his tone.

Could it be that the rough-looking old man has already understood that this incident is a conspiracy, and whether he wants to reconcile or not, he will not escape the fate of being exterminated by the zodiac after all?

Instead of obediently handing over the dormitory he was covering, and then bowing his head and admitting defeat, he became a defeated general; Why don't you have a complete fall out with the zodiac signs, and there is still a hint of the possibility of turning defeat into victory?

Is this an old-fashioned idea?!

In fact, Han Bing also understands that the purpose of the zodiac is to completely defeat the old soil and take back those lost dormitories. But with his old-fashioned temper, he will definitely make a big fuss, but in the end, he can't escape the fate of being destroyed.

If you know the outcome, why bother? That's why she arranged such a dinner party, so that people on both sides could sit down and have a good talk, as long as they could avoid violent confrontation and negotiate a good result, it was better than anything else.

But stubborn old-fashioned, I still want to fight to see it......

As soon as the old man and his party walked out of the door, Junko actually stood up and followed.

Does he want to do it in the hotel?

Sure enough, the people of the zodiac also stood up and rushed to the door.

I looked at Han Bing anxiously, but she looked at Xiaobin and Han Yue. The two guys from the Security Section shrugged their shoulders and said they couldn't handle it.

At this time, a large group of people had already left the door of the private room, and Han Bing and I also hurried out to see if we could do something to remedy it.

The old man and his gang walked very fast, and they had already reached the stone bridge in the garden.

The straight walked slowly down the corridor, and the people of the 12 zodiac signs were not in a hurry and followed the straight.

Won't there be a fight? I hesitated, and followed a few steps forward.

The old-fashioned man crossed the garden and reached the lobby of the hotel.

It was only then that Junko walked into the garden, stepped onto the slightly raised platform, and sat down at the piano.

The people of the zodiac also stood still, looking at the third person and doing something.

"When ......" Junko lifted the yellow flannel and pressed the keys.

"Why don't you listen to this song......" Junko said with a smile.

The old man happened to walk to the fish tank, heard the sound, and turned around.

With a slight movement of his hands, Junko had already marked the key face of the piano, and a majestic song played out.

Although I didn't understand the rhythm, I could also hear the inspiring scene of the golden drums and battle horns sounding in unison and the shouts of the crowd.

For a while, I only felt that the sound moved the heavens and the earth, the roof tiles were falling, there were the sound of golden drums, swords and crossbows, and the sound of people and horses. Sometimes short-handed, sometimes swords and guns, sometimes high, sometimes tragic, it is the poem that describes the battle of Chu and Han on all sides!

Everyone in the hotel heard the sound of the piano and came out to watch, and many diners gathered around the small garden, pointing at Junko, and the praise came one after another.

The diners didn't know what was going on, they just thought it was someone from the hotel who was playing the piano.

And those who know are dumbfounded. Although it is not surprising that a person like Junko can play the piano, but he played this piece at this time, doesn't it mean anything?

I asked Han Bing in a low voice, "Sister, do you see?" ”

Han Bing nodded solemnly: "Something is going to happen!" ”

The song was supposed to be divided into three parts. The first part is a column formation, which is magnificent; The second part is the ambush and the battle of Jiuli Mountain, which describes the life-and-death battle scene of the fierce battle between the two armies, the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of swords and swords, and the shouts one after another, which is even more shocking; The third part tells the story of King Xiang's defeat and Wujiang's self-slaughter, and the overall style is tragic and desolate.

Everyone was listening to the taste, and Junko had just reached the second part, when the two armies were fighting, they suddenly stopped and stood up.

I looked at Han Bing worriedly, and the feeling of uneasiness grew.

Han Bing frowned, obviously unable to guess Junzi's thoughts.

"Hey, little guy, why don't you play it?" A noblewoman who was watching suddenly shouted.

"Old-fashioned, why do you want to be dying?" Junko smiled and ignored the woman.

"What a struggle......" The woman suddenly cried out, still confused.

There was a sudden shouting of killing outside the hotel, and his eyes passed through the lobby, and outside the gate, dozens of teenagers were holding knives, guns and sticks, shouting inside.

"!" The old man yelled.

It turns out that it is not the number of cups, but the number of playing the piano!

Junko had already arranged for people outside the hotel, and as long as she heard the sound of the piano in ambush on all sides, she would surround her!

I pulled Han Bing's arm: "Sister, you should think of a way." ”

Han Bing, who had always been calm, also had a few beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead, and said slowly: "Do you think that by this time, my words will still work?!" ”

I had to let go of Han Bing and look at Lao Tu and the others from a distance, they were gathering together, staring at Shunzi standing in the garden with hatred, their eyes were full of anger!

"Become a king, lose a villain." Junko said this lightly, and the smile on her face still looked so warm.

No one would have thought that such a smiling boy would be the leader of this big battle!

Lao Tu suddenly smashed his fist into the fish tank next to him.

The thick fish tank wall was smashed out of a hole by the old-fashioned fist!

The slightly murky water flowed to the lobby floor.

The greeters had already fled in all directions, and the entire lobby was only a group of old people.

And outside the door, there are dozens of teenagers with knives, guns and sticks, just waiting for an order from Junzi!

Lao Tu put his hand into the hole he had smashed in the fish tank just now, scratched in the aquatic plants for a while, and pulled out a bright wide-backed machete!

The water was still trickling out, and the fish fled in a hurry, desperately following their place in the tank.

The old hand also made some cuts when he smashed the fish tank just now, and some blood flowed to the ground.