Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Bottom Garbage

"Brother Bu Zhi.."

Yilan sneaked out from behind the tree at the entrance of the academy, it was class time, and she, a good girl, skipped class and stepped forward to hug the person who made her feel close.

"You didn't go to class?"

"No.."

"Go back to class, don't delay your own study"

Yilan was very aggrieved: "Brother Buzhi, I told them everything, but no one believed me, and the second uncle and Mengyun didn't let me play with you."

"Hmm... You have to be obedient you know, they are all for your good."

Looking at her, I can always think of the picture that was just played, the little boy was about the same age as Yilan, and the expression of the mother who was bitten by his neck, struggling in pain and despair, was vivid.

may be because of the psychological effect, subconsciously wanting to stay away from her.

"Hug~"

Ylang, as before, opened her arms to hug.

Bu Zhi refused this time, and shook his head with a smile: "Good, go back to class, and come back to play with you when I have time." Remember, listen to the teacher."

"Brother Bu Zhi!!"

Don't pay any more attention, just take a step and go, it's better to stay away from her as much as possible in the future, as for the reason, Bu Zhi himself doesn't know.

I was a little depressed, I had nowhere to go, and it was still very strange from city to city, except for Luoyun Academy, only Kite Street and bars had been to a few times.

It's still early, and I don't want to go home, but I still have some money, so I went to the bar in a daze.

Sitting at the bar, I asked for a few beers and soft music in my ears.

As the saying goes, borrowing wine to kill sorrow is even more sorrowful, and after less than a bottle of beer, people are a little confused, crawling on the bar and about to fall asleep driven by music.

Behind him, Yilan was not obedient and chased after him all the way.

Although she is still young, she is very familiar with the city, and she used to walk around the city with her parents, and she was not afraid of getting lost or something.

The people at the bar had seen her almost once or twice, and the waitress saw her coming, arranged a seat, and served her some drinks.

Most people are busy during the day, but nighttime places like bars are not busy, and there are not a few tables in the bar.

In the evening, when the guests can't come in, I don't have time to arrange a little girl.

Yilan sat obediently not far away, and did not step forward to disturb Bu Zhi, it was rare to be so well-behaved.

Bu Zhi lay on the bar, for a while and a sip of wine, a lonely posture.

After being quiet for a while, a group of people walked in outside the door, looking to be in their twenties, a group of more than twenty people, who should have just graduated, probably came to celebrate.

This group of people walked in, and took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the bar during the day, and came to gather, and then they were going to be busy with their lives, and it was not easy to get together after that.

"Brother Hong, is there still a shortage of people in your family? I haven't found a job here yet, see if I can go to where you are."

"Haha, who is our brother with whom, I'll go back and help you ask, if you need someone, I'll find you tomorrow"

"Brother Hong, I heard that your family recently found a gold mine, right?"

"Brother Hong, my dad asked me to ask you, how about we talk about a cooperation?"

"Brother Hong..."

"Brother Hong..."

Any group will have a leading figure, among these people, this Brother Hong is dressed noblely, and he knows that he is a rich man at a glance, and these people around him revolve around him.

Whether it's flattery or stammering, it's normal for people in their twenties to understand the sophistication of people.

There weren't many people at the bar, and they saw Ayuchi at first glance when they came in.

In the past few days, things about Buzhi have spread all over the city, how can people like Brother Hong not know, they have also seen photos, and now they are interested when they see it.

"Eh, look, celebrity Buzhi"

Brother Hong pointed to his predecessors, and more than 20 people in this line looked over.

"He's Buchi, the amnesiac guy?"

"That's what you said, will your brother Hong recognize the wrong person, and don't believe me? Let's go over and talk!"

They are simply idle and bored, caring about their own happiness, and not worrying about how others feel.

Brother Hong stepped forward and sat next to Buzhi, and more than 20 people gathered around.

"Hey, friend, how boring it is to drink alone, how about chatting?"

Awkward in his heart, where do he have the heart to talk to strangers, Bu Zhi opened his eyes and looked, took a sip of wine and continued to close his eyes to recuperate, his mind was erratic, and he didn't know where the future road was.

"Hey, it's quite individual, ignore me? Well, let's talk with us for a while, how about a gold coin for an hour?

"Don't bother me, can you not want to chat?"

There is something on my mind, and it is normal for no one to have the heart to chat at this time.

However, in their eyes, it is different.

"Brother Hong, this thing seems to look down on us, it deserves to be the one of Luoyun Academy hahaha"

"What's wrong with Luoyun Academy!? Lao Tzu has money, and if you don't go to Luoyun Academy, you can starve to death?"

Brother Hong's family affairs are good, but it's a pity that he has no ability, he has money but no strong soul power, and he was eliminated by Luoyun Academy when he was a child.

It is also the most embarrassing thing about himself.

"Eh, boy, don't pretend to be garlic, get up for me!"

As he spoke, Brother Hong stretched out his hand and pushed Bu Zhi, the words of the people around him made him very angry, this anger naturally needs an outlet, and Bu Zhi became the best candidate.

Bu Zhi didn't speak, and his face was not very good-looking.

Brother Hong didn't mean to give up, and pushed again: "Boy, talk to you, can't you hear it!?

"Are you sick, are you annoying?"

As the saying goes, the mud bodhisattva still has three points of fire, let alone a person.

Bu Zhi has never been angry before, it has always been others who have accommodated him, I don't know what his temper and personality are, and now that someone has provoked him, the most primitive temperament has been stimulated.

Brother Hong just wanted to take Buzhi to get angry, this sentence undoubtedly gave him a chance, and he naturally wouldn't be polite.

The seat at the bar is nothing more than a high stool, Brother Hong raised his leg and kicked on the stool of Buzhi, and he fell to the ground unsteadily, and even the beer bottle he was holding in his hand was broken.

He stepped forward and stepped on Buzhi's chest, and smiled grimly: "What the hell are you talking about? I'm sick, right? I'll go first and tell you, that is, I'm sick, and I'm not happy if I don't beat people for a day!"

raised a kick and kicked it on Buzhi's stomach, and none of the more than 20 people around stopped it, and he was used to looking at it generally.

But some people can't get used to it.

"What are you doing!?"

Yilan's small body squeezed in, and spread his arms to block between Buzhi and Brother Hong.

"Tang Zihong, why are you beating people again! I'm going to tell Uncle Tang!"

"Ylan, do you know this waste?"

Tang Zihong, a very wealthy family in Zhucheng, and the Wu family, a very powerful household in Zhucheng, are very similar and have a good relationship.

If it weren't for Tang Zihong's poor soul power, Mengyun would be her fiancée.