In the afternoon class, I didn't have any energy at all, my mind was full of evening things, and my good brother who was still in the hospital, plus the back injury, and the weather, my heart was quite irritable.

After class, I went to the toilet to smoke, and my friends who went to school should know that there are often people hiding in the toilet at school to smoke, and I am no exception.

"Sss A puff of green smoke slowly came out of my mouth.

There is no way to describe this feeling, and there is only one word to express what you really want to say, cool. The thick nicotine temporarily paralyzed the pain in my body, and my heart was still irritable.

In the afternoon class, I was basically lying on my stomach, anyway, I didn't study very well, and the teacher didn't care much about me, so I simply slept until the end of school.

After school in the afternoon, my heart started beating non-stop. Last night was a ghost without warning, but tonight it was an appointment with a ghost, so it was inevitable that I was a little nervous.

Walking alone with his head down, I met a few friends on the way to say hello, and I nodded and left, not talking to them like before.

I don't know if it's bad luck recently, first the hell, then the injury, this is not a thing again.

As soon as I walked out of the school gate and passed by the food stall, an ice cream flew in my face. I was already in a bad mood, and my face sank instantly: "Who TM threw it!" "I wasn't a good student in the first place, and fights often happened, so I opened my throat and screamed.

The thunder on my flat ground was quite loud, and the students around me all cast their eyes on me. It seems that I also hear laughter, which I don't blame people, there is a big piece of ice cream on my face, if I see someone else like this, I will laugh too, and laugh louder than them, now I mainly want to find the owner of this ice cream.

"If I didn't accidentally hit you, what are you calling, CNMD." Very good, did not disappoint me, the owner of the ice cream is still a kind of seed.

I saw a young man with long hair flowing with breath dragging towards me like 2580,000.

Dude needs someone to vent now.,No way.,I don't necessarily beat the ghost.,But just the skinny guy in front of me.,It's still okay for me.。

Hearing him say this, I smiled, this is the happiest thing I have felt in the past two days, lowered my head and grinned, and slowly lowered my lips: "You tell me again?" "My voice is small, not as loud as his.

Maybe it's narcissism, maybe it's because I speak with a little smile, the guy thought I was afraid of him, but I saw him put his hands on his waist, puff up his chest, and shouted at me word by word: "I said, I'm ***!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I raised my head suddenly, staring at him with my eyes, only to see him stunned: "What are you staring at, pretending to be your mother's B!" "It seems that this guy is quite hanging, it seems that he can't do it if he doesn't do it, so many people are watching, he can't lose face.

"I****!" Look at him scolding so cool, I don't give him some color to see that he is about to ascend to heaven, damn, pretending to be B to come to me, it just so happens that my buddy is on fire in his heart. Raising his hand violently was a punch, I guess he didn't expect me to do it without thinking about it, he was defenseless at all, and was directly smashed into his left eye socket by my punch, and his body fell to the ground in response.

"Ahh It hurts me to death! "I'll go, I thought it would make me feel refreshed, but I didn't expect this guy to start pretending to be so fierce that he lay on the ground and pretended to be dead with a punch.

Nowadays, almost all people have an unwritten habit of watching the excitement, no, I have made such a big noise here and hit people, many students have come up to watch, and some people are pointing while watching.

Just when I shook my head and lamented that these people were bored and ready to leave, the real trouble came.

"How dare you touch my brother?" Suddenly, six or seven people pushed through the crowd and walked up to the boy who was pretending to be B, and the leader glared at me arrogantly.

Look at this, he shouldn't be very old, with long hair, wearing a small vest to show his colorful tattoos, it looks like he shouldn't be a student, he should be a gangster outside, why do gangsters like to look for his younger brother these years?

I knew I couldn't run away, there were so many people around, and the thugs who were standing in front of me.

"I see that you are very fierce, how can you have such a shitty brother, do you admit that you are wrong?" Although there are many others, will I be afraid of him? Just kidding, buddy is someone who isn't even afraid of zombies and ghosts, and you're still afraid of you little gangsters?

"Dare to be hard-mouthed!"

"Fuck me!"

I'm really unlucky now, the guy who was knocked down by my punch doesn't know when he got up, and when he saw that I dared to talk back to his so-called brother, he came up and kicked me in the stomach.

Oh, I'll go, I fell directly to the ground with this kick, my internal organs seemed to be stirred together, and I almost vomited out of the overnight meal, and I was still on my back, I was already injured, and now it's better to hurt for the sake of face.

"MD, you dare to come out and beat people like this, the garbage!" The ones I hit saw that they were solved with one kick, and I felt quite powerful, and when I saw that I couldn't stand up, I pretended to be B more and more ruthlessly.

Probably seeing that I had no ability to fight back, he scolded more and more vigorously, and kicked me a few more times. But although my buddy can't stand up, I can't just admit it, I just don't say a word.

"Brother, forget it, let's go out and play ball, don't mess with this idiot, go." Looking at my appearance, I feel that their goal has been achieved, after all, it's not a big deal, they just left like this, and that buddy didn't forget to say a word when he left, what to say that I don't pretend to be B too much in the future, otherwise I will see you and fight once.

Fortunately, he didn't beat me anymore, otherwise I guess I would have to go to the hospital.

Seeing that no one was fighting, the crowd dispersed, but no one came up to help me, as if they were watching a play.

This is the current society, everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, lest they burn themselves. At this time, I was lying on the ground, not because I didn't want to get up, but because I really didn't have the strength, and my back and stomach hurt, especially my back. Looking around, the people had long since dispersed, and only a boy who looked like he was a schoolboy stared at me, probably trying to help, but still seemed a little scared.

How I miss the time when the fat man was there, otherwise I would be so embarrassed.

smiled at the child, struggled to get up, and lay on the ground for a long time. Patting the dust on his body, he endured the pain and walked towards Immortal Alley.

It's too back, I wanted to vent but was vented by others, alas, it's really a bad luck when people drink water and stuff their teeth.

Just as I turned to leave, the little boy seemed to want to come up to me, but for some reason he held back and watched me go away.

Originally, I walked for more than ten minutes, and I walked for nearly an hour, and it was almost half past six o'clock.

The summer night came late, and it was still bright.

When I walked to Ye Fan's stall, he was sleeping, and his saliva was about to flood the table.

I shook him speechlessly: "It's time to get up, is there any safflower oil, give me a push!" ”

"What, change sesame oil? I don't sell sesame oil. "This guy was shaken up by me, but he still didn't seem to wake up, and he inexplicably said to me what sesame oil is not sesame oil.

"Wake up! Fast! I shook him hard, but he fell backwards and downs in the direction I was rocking. In the end, there was no way, and he slapped him directly on the back of the head, causing his nose to come into close contact with the table.

"Fuck, who hit me!" Sure enough, after being beaten, I immediately sobered up.

"The ghost slapped the back of the head!"

"Oops, I'll go! What's wrong with you! Finally, he discovered my existence, and after seeing my miserable appearance, Ye Fan didn't care who beat him, he sat me down first, and took out a towel to wipe my face.

"What's wrong with you? Rolling in the ashes? "Sure enough, Ye Fan's world is different from ours, and when he saw me like this, his first reaction turned out to be that I was rolling in the ashes.

"Do you think I am you? Just been beaten. "I didn't have the strength to argue with him now, so I told him the reason directly.

"Haha! How was it beaten like this. "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, no matter how I said it, I had faced ghosts with him, and it was the first time, he didn't care about me at all, and he seemed to feel very happy.

"There was already an injury, how could I fight with others, I was pressed by the door today, weren't you also overwhelmed, didn't you hurt?" However, seeing that he still looked alive, he didn't look like an injured person at all, and asked him while wiping the ashes off his body and face.

"Hey, what kind of injury is that little thing, you know, I'm copper-skinned and iron-skinned!" Ye Fan didn't care at all, showing me his thin and few muscles, but I still admired his physical fitness, as a peer, I thought I couldn't compare to him.

"Don't think about it, when tonight is over, I'll help you get revenge!"