Huo Dongjun's back wound has not healed yet, so after kicking over this aunt named Rib Ming, he will not do it anymore, and Heizai and Le Zai will take more than a dozen younger brothers to overturn all the five cross-border "Fushenglian" Sijiuzai!

These five people were originally each with their own female companions, but at this time, Ah Yi and Ah Wen pushed the four women away very arrogantly, pointed at the women who were screaming in fright, and scolded:

"Shut up! Tell me to fight you again!"

More than a dozen people beat up five aunts who lived by face and deception, this kind of battle situation was divided from the beginning, the black boy rode on the body of Rib Ming, punched Rib Ming's face, and the flesh and blood of that face were blurred, and even the nose was crooked to the side, obviously breaking the nose bone!

Huo Dongjun stood next to him with a cigarette in his mouth, compared with He Anfeng, who had just offended, Fu Shenglian was of course stronger, but Huo Dongjun was not worried, because Fu Shenglian could not kill Kwun Tong because of an aunt, not to mention, Fu Shenglian has no territory in Kwun Tong, and coming here to deceive women is clearly to cross the line, from the perspective of the rules of the rivers and lakes and personal morality, Fu Shenglian has no reason to stand up for this aunt called Rib Ming, Fu Shenglian really wants to bring people to Kwun Tong, then the major gangs with territory in Kwun Tong will stand up.

Seeing that the ribs had passed out, and the black boy was still waving his fist, Huo Dongjun picked up an orange and threw it at the black boy:

"Don't fight! If you fight again, you'll die!"

Some of the thugs who were watching the excitement were shouting from a distance: "Brother Jun, keep fighting! The poor guy has just patrolled, and it is impossible to come back too soon!"

Huo Dongjun raised his middle finger at the little gangster who spoke, and turned his head to see which bastard was still so out of the way when he watched the excitement, but when he turned around, he saw the two girls who were molested by Feng Zhirong in the food stall last night, standing not far away, and Ma Zi Ayi of the black boy arrogantly pointed at He Zhixi and scolded:

"Ba Po! It's itchy to find a man below, and you have to polish your eyes better! Find your aunt! I want to plant a cauliflower below!"

He Zhixi and the girl named Ah May didn't dare to say anything at this time, although Ah Yi was also a student of Marino Middle School, but before she and Black Boy, she was a famous hot girl in the school, and after following Black Boy, she couldn't wait to walk sideways in school, He Zhixi and Ah May couldn't afford to provoke Ah Yi at all.

"Ah Yi! Forget it! The two of them are students in my class!" Huo Dongjun waved his hand at Ah Yi, Ah Yi smiled at Huo Dongjun, and then turned his head and glared at the two of them: "You two are lucky! Brother Jun didn't beat this group of aunts, maybe now you have a loan shark in Yau Tsim Wang, and you are ready to go to the horse pen to pay off the debt!"

After speaking, he turned around and ran to the side of the black boy, kicked the head of the rib with his foot, and pulled the black boy up.

"You're very short of money, huh?" Huo Dongjun asked with a frown as he looked at the two girls who had obviously not come out of the panic.

"What?" Ah May didn't speak, and the girl named He Zhixi asked boldly out loud.

Huo Dongjun picked up an orange from the ground and peeled it slowly, behind him were more than a dozen people beating, this picture seemed to the two girls, it was extremely visually conflicting, especially Huo Dongjun's screams that he didn't care about the five people who were already covered in blood and bruises, just like that, peeling oranges at once, there was a very weird power, which was more terrifying than the murderous aura he had just kicked the ribs.

"I said you are very short of money, otherwise why are you with a few aunts? want to go to the horse pen to run the clock to make money?" Huo Dongjun picked up a piece of orange meat and threw it into his mouth, raised his head and asked the two.

"We ...... We didn't know them either, we had just bought cold drinks at the store, and a few of them came up and said they would take us to Tsim Sha Tsui for shopping. This time, He Zhixi didn't speak, and the girl named Ah May said to Huo Dongjun, today she changed her clothes, a tight white T-shirt and sapphire blue jeans, which perfectly outlined the curves of her figure, compared to last night, a little less sweet, but three more points sexy.

"I know you, huh?" Huo Dongjun always felt that this girl gave him a sense of déjà vu, but he didn't know where he had seen her, so he asked Ah May with a bite of orange.

Ah May shook her head, her hair swayed gently with her head, she was sure that she had never seen this man named Huo Dongjun, even if he was a well-known figure at school, but at most she had heard his story and had never crossed paths.

"Hey, don't fight! Throw these people into the back alley! Before throwing them, remember to find their wallets and pay for the fruit money in the store!" Huo Dongjun didn't look back, just listening to the muffled noise, he knew that these guys were still beating up, so he stopped it.

Behind him, Le Zai waved his hand to a few younger brothers, more than a dozen people in two, and carried away the five people who had been beaten and had broken their appearances, and Heizai took out his wallet from the body of the rib Ming, and took out two hundred yuan and threw it to the owner of the store: "Uncle, fruit money." ”

The oranges and apples of the store owner are worth seventy or eighty yuan at most, and at this time, two hundred yuan is in hand, and the belly slander of Huo Dongjun's group just now suddenly turned into a smile.

In the blink of an eye, the door of the store was quiet again, and the rotten boys who had lost the excitement gradually dispersed, and the little brother of the black boy also went to the court, except for a few small pools of blood and fruits rolling all over the ground at the door, as if nothing had happened.

Huo Dongjun bit the orange and asked, "What's your name?"

Ah May didn't have a good impression of this man who insulted him last night, but it was the second time he helped them out, so he still hesitated and said, "My name is Guan Xiumei." ”

Huo Dongjun slowly overlapped in his mind the sweet girl in front of him who still looked a little innocent and the sexy woman on the screen in his previous life, it turned out that this woman was the sexy actress that Wang Jing had been praised for a while, "Rape 4", "The King of a Thousand Kings" and a series of films produced by Wang Jing have this woman, but Huo Dongjun's deeper impression of her is "The King of Thieves" and "Knowing the Law and Breaking the Law" The appearance in these two movies, although she doesn't need any acting skills, just pretending to be a vase, but that kind of sexiness makes people reluctant to take their eyes off her.

Speaking of which, this woman seems to have never been popular, and she has always been tepid, but she really didn't expect that she was still from a housing estate.

Remembering that he seemed to have grabbed the future actress's chest last night, Huo Dongjun's left hand subconsciously shook it, as if he wanted to reminisce about last night's experience.

Guan Xiumei had been looking at Huo Dongjun for a long time, and when she saw Huo Dongjun staring at herself and not speaking, she suddenly shook her left hand strangely, as if she was pinching something, and suddenly her face flew with a smile, she didn't have to think about it to know that this guy was recalling taking advantage of herself, she pulled He Zhixi and turned around and left.

Huo Dongjun didn't mean to chase stars, thinking about Guan Xiumei's eyes glaring at him when she left, she put her hands away with some embarrassment, and turned around to hook her finger at the black boy who was whispering to Ah Yi: "Black boy, let's go, accompany me to see you old bean!"

Heizai said hello to Ah Wen before coming over, and said while laughing: "Ah Yi just said that Ah May is from Kwun Tong Chicken Cottage Estate, and she is also a student of our school, if Brother Jun is interested, Ah Yi said that she will bring her to see you tomorrow!"

Huo Dongjun threw the half-eaten orange in his hand to the black boy: "I saw your mother!

Hei Zai threw the orange to Le Zai, who was still intimate with his girlfriend: "Le Zai! Don't kiss it! Beware of the smell of milk powder! Beast, Ah Wen just weaned you soak her!"

Black Boy's words provoked Le Tsai and Ah Wen to give two middle fingers, but Le Tsai still walked over with Ah Wen in his arms, planning to go to the newspaper stand at the corner of the street with Huo Dongjun.

"Le Zai doesn't have to go, I can go and see Heizai, you go and call Yaohui and Wisdom, gather here in half an hour, let's go see how Chen Hao visited on the first day." ”

got Huo Dongjun's orders, Le Zai hugged Ah Wen and turned around to find Yaohui and Zhizhi, at this time, Yaohui must be learning Bruce Lee from the sandbag at home, as for Lin Zhizhi, he should be helping Aunt Feng prepare dinner.

There are three newspaper stalls on Yuehua Street, and the newspaper stall of Heizai Laodou is located at the corner of Yuehua Street and Tianxiang Street, and it has been set up for more than ten years, which is the oldest stall on this street.

When Huo Dongjun and Heizai arrived, Heizai's father Ge Qian was packing up the newspaper and preparing to close the stall, Kwun Tong was not as good as Yau Tsim Wang, the newsstand could be placed until the early hours of the morning, and it was past eight o'clock in the evening, and there were few people on the street except the rotten boy, so the stall was closed much earlier than those districts.

"Old Bean!" Black Boy hugged Ah Yi and said hello to his Lao Tzu.

Ge Qian responded without raising his head while packing the newspaper of the day that was not sold: "I haven't seen anyone all day, why is it so good today, you know to call me home for dinner!"

Heizai glanced at Huo Dongjun, shrugged at Huo Dongjun, and then said, "No, it's Brother Jun who wants to find you and say that he wants to talk to you." ”

Hearing Huo Dongjun's name, Ge Qian stood up and turned around, he is fifty years old this year, and he has been getting up early and returning late to the wind and sun for many years, making him look far older than other peers:

"It's Jun! What's wrong?"

"Uncle ex, it's okay, I want to ask you something. Huo Dongjun helped Ge Qian pick up a packed bag of magazines, put on the tricycle and said.

Ge Qian stopped his movements and looked at Huo Dongjun with some puzzlement, he was also a person in the rivers and lakes back then, but he has never been able to get ahead, after he got older, the club helped him build a newspaper stall in Kwun Tong to make a living, in his opinion, Huo Dongjun asked him a little strange, Ah Jun was sober-minded, he made a name for himself in Yuehua Street when he was a teenager, and he was nearly forty years old and couldn't get out, and there was nothing to tell Ah Jun about the things in the rivers and lakes.

Huo Dongjun put away a thick pack of magazines, took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed it to Ge Qian, and helped him light it, then said:

"Uncle ex, I want to start this magazine, and I want to know about the magazine on the newsstand. ”

Ge Qian was holding a cigarette in his hand with a worn-out fingerless glove, obviously unable to keep up with Huo Dongjun's train of thought, and asked uncertainly: "You said you want to start this magazine?"

After getting Huo Dongjun's affirmation again, Ge Qian shook his head and said: "Ah Jun, it's not that Uncle is in a bad mood for you, it's really that you don't have a future as a magazine now, now in addition to "Ming Pao Weekly", no one buys any other "Outside the Number" and "Mirror Weekly", but the reason why they can still sell it is because they have a back, so they won't smash the magazines that can't be sold in my hands, and now there are six or seven magazines on the market that are still struggling, and many magazines are closed. ”