Zheng Gang looked through the glass at the crowd outside, and the rain dripped on their bodies, making a snapping sound. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But it's not a scary place, the scariest thing is that this group of people is quiet, deathly silent, if they don't have flashlights, you won't even realize that there is a group of people standing outside, and you can only hear the sound of rain hitting the stone bricks.

"Boss." The gangster leader's voice became serious, realizing the seriousness of the situation, "It's not good, there are so many people, can you handle it?" ”

"I don't know." Zheng Gang stood up from the chair, shook off his windbreaker, walked to the door, looked at the dazzling light of the flashlight, and narrowed his eyes slightly. "It's all a bunch of kids." Zheng Gang thought to himself, "But it's no longer a child's mind." ”

"What's the matter?" Zheng Gang looked at the boy at the head, there was a girl by his side, and this girl was also very quiet, but Zheng Gang read sympathy in her eyes.

"Zheng Gang." The boy shouted, obviously he liked the occasion and felt like he was the king, so there was a slight excitement in his voice, "It's time to come with us." ”

"Hey, hey, hey." The gangster leader also walked out of the store at this time, stood behind Zheng Gang, looked at the boy in front of him, his eyes widened, and in an instant, a condescending momentum swept the audience, and the boy was completely different, the gangster leader seemed to have thousands of troops behind him, and he took the lead.

"Where are you making trouble on my turf?"

"Where did you come from?" The boy realized that he had lost far to these two people in terms of momentum, and that bringing so many people had already exposed his inner cowardice, but he immediately calmed down and looked even deeper in the rainy night, "Nothing to do with people, wait out of the way." ”

"Do you think I'm waiting like no one else?" The gangster leader laughed horribly, his eyes widened, the corners of his mouth pulled out a sharp arc, and he looked bloodthirsty, and the boy who looked at it had a chill down his spine, and the man in front of him was a real gangster, a man who had survived from the depths of hell.

At this time, Zheng Gang, who had been beside him without speaking, spoke, "You were sent by that girl, you can still find me after so many years." But I'll be blunt, I'm not going to go with you. ”

"That's not up to you!" The boy's voice suddenly erupted into rage, and it was clear that his arrogance had been suppressed by a thug repeatedly, making him feel a little angry and lose his patience. At this time, Zheng Gang noticed that the girl next to him shook her head gently.

"Boss." The gangster whispered to Zheng Gang, "It is estimated that this fight cannot be avoided, can you still bear it as an old man?" ”

"Me?" Zheng Gang laughed, took off his windbreaker, and walked into the pouring rain, revealing the explosive muscles of his upper body, even if he didn't exercise for a long time, he couldn't wear out the long-formed biceps, "You weren't born when I fought in a group." ”

The gangster's eyes lit up, this kind of occasion was his favorite, the boss used to be a policeman, he knew it, but he never knew that the policeman would have such a good figure, and looking at the boss's posture, this is going to do a big job.

He excitedly took off his shirt and jumped into the rainstorm, and the two of them stood at the door of the alley, as if with a great wind and thunder.

Thunder rang out in the sky, illuminating everyone's faces, revealing their solemnity.

At the other end of the rainstorm, Zhang Weiyong was reading a book on the train, letting the wind and rain blow outside the window, but the inside of the car was as warm as spring anyway.

He was on the way back to E City, although this trip was equivalent to running in vain, but he finally knew Zheng Gang's location, which was also a piece of information, not empty-handed.

The way back seemed to be very smooth, the train was bustling, and now Zhang Weiyong could finally enjoy a comfortable hard seat and make time to read the book, after all, he would have to go to class after he went back.

In fact, at this time, Zhang Weiyong's heart was very complicated, with mixed tastes, first of all, he didn't know how to face Ye Che, could he tell him that Zheng Gang was unwilling to deal with him? Let him spend the rest of his days in prison? The second is that I don't know what Zuo Linyu is doing in Z City, whether he is helping Zhong Yan do some dirty things, and finally himself, what to do in the future, when will the mystery of what they want to do be solved.

Now Zhang Weiyong also has such a habit of recording his daily investigation so that he can read it in the future, but he uses Ye Che's notebook, which is more convenient to record. At the same time, it seems that Ye Che is still by his side, and he doesn't have to worry about the future direction.

Zhang Weiyong sighed, put down the book in his hand, took out his notebook, and flipped through the pages one by one, strengthening his memory while checking whether he had any omissions.

Suddenly, Zhang Weiyong approached the book, and he found an important message, no! To be precise, it was a message that Ye Che had already conveyed to himself! It's just that after such a long time, he has forgotten the details.

He was telling himself that Zhong Yan's actions were not immediate, but had a plan to follow.

The sound of rain in the alleys is getting louder and louder, but the people standing in the rain do not have the slightest intention of flinching, standing as if a steel nail has hit their knees, and the atmosphere is solemn as if they can rub out fire.

"Boy." Zheng Gang twisted his head, as if moving his muscles and bones, "Do you know what the temperament of a person fighting in a group is?" ”

The gangster was stunned for a moment, "Do you still have integrity in a fight?" ”

"Of course." Zheng Gang snorted, and the rain flowed down his resolute cheeks, "Remember, one dozen and ten will lose no matter what, but you can't let the person who is the leader retreat, this is the temperament, I will rush up later, I will definitely rush to the boy who is the leader, and at the same time attract their attention, if you find an opportunity, hurry away, it's none of your business." ”

"Damn boss," the thug spat out, "Are you the kind of person you think Lao Tzu is?" No matter what kind of temperament is not serious, you mean to stare at the leader of the fight, right? Rest assured, leave your back to me. ”

"Stinky boy." Zheng Gang scolded with a smile, "Be careful, the opposite side is a stunned young man who is not light or heavy, and he may really stab someone to death." ”

"Don't worry, Lao Tzu also fought out." The corners of the gangster's mouth curled, looking at the group of young people in front of him, although they were quiet, the expressions on their faces were slightly untense, and the atmosphere began to heat up.

"Calm down." Zheng Gang put on an offensive posture, and his starting hand turned out to be an authentic national martial artist! The rain flowed down the gaps between the muscles, outlining the majestic body.

Finally, the boy couldn't hold it anymore, "Up!" Everyone roared loudly, stepped through the rain curtain, and rushed towards Zheng Gang and the gangsters.