Armor: I can only summon the general

Hua He kept stretching out his chopsticks to pick up various ingredients from the pot, stuffing them into his mouth, chewing them in two mouthfuls, and then swallowed. Then he picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The smell of alcohol filled his mouth, and he gasped for breath. Suffocating, he took another sip of water to suppress the alcohol.

The dishes were served one after another, and the wine was poured one after another. Just like this, Hua He sat at home alone and had a delicious hot pot meal, making up for his previous regrets.

In addition, he has many, many regrets that he needs to make up for in this world.

It took nearly two hours for Hua He to finish the hot pot meal. He put the last side dishes on the table into the pot and poured the last bit of wine into the cup, ready to end this wonderful dinner.

A few minutes later, after he had eaten and drank enough, he put down his bowls and chopsticks and walked to the window. He looked at the night sky outside, took out a cigarette on the window sill with both hands and lit it. A cloud of mist came out of his mouth, marking a perfect ending to the beautiful day. period.

The stars in the sky twinkled, bringing back memories of Hua He's past.

The two worlds have exactly the same starry sky and the same sun and moon, so they are not two worlds. For Hua He, he is the same person anyway. Wherever he is, that is home.

The cigarette slowly burned out, and Hua He pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray on the windowsill, and the last spark was extinguished.

He glanced at the stars in the sky again, and after letting out a long sigh, he turned and walked into the bedroom. After a while, the sound of snoring reached the living room.

In the six-door bookstore, Lao Ma and Atu had closed the store. They were patrolling back and forth among the bookshelves, picking out the misplaced books and putting them back to their original places, replacing the books that had been sold, and cleaning them. After cleaning up, I went upstairs to rest.

Lao Ma took Ah Tu up to the second floor. The two did not go directly into the room to sleep. Instead, they walked to the long table in the middle and sat down opposite each other.

A Tu picked up a cup and put it in front of Lao Ma. He picked up the teapot and poured half a cup of water for him, and poured another cup for himself. The two drank tea while chatting about home affairs.

"Old Ma, did you notice just now that Xiao Qiao came back from outside with a glowing face? He didn't even ride a motorcycle and smelled of alcohol. Could he have made some shady friends?"

Ah Tu pointed to Qiao Shefei's room behind him, the expression on his face was a bit exaggerated.

Hearing Ah Tu's words, Lao Ma chuckled twice, raised his cup and took a sip of water.

"Tsk, Ah Tu, I'm not talking about you. We have known Xiao Qiao for such a long time, and you know what kind of person he is. It's strange that he can hang out with those shabby people.

I guess he went out to play with Qi Yuanyuan, and a young couple sat and drank together.

Xiao Qiao is already a mature person now, and now that he has a partner, he should be more stable. What you said is simply impossible. "

Ah Tu wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Lao Ma's eyes.

"Okay, I know what you are going to say. With Xiao Qiao's temperament, there is no chance at all. Let me tell you, you have been reading novels recently and become suspicious day by day. You might as well Go to the Southern District to get a driver's license, save some money to buy a second-hand car and drive it, and it will be more convenient to go anywhere in the future."

"I'm... not talking about Xiao Qiao? Why are you talking about me again?"

A Tu was about to continue speaking, but when he saw Lao Ma's expression becoming serious, he quickly swallowed his words and put on a naive smile.

"Hey, you're right, Ma. I'll go to the driving school tomorrow to ask what's going on. I'm a little sleepy. You sit down, Ma. I'm going to sleep."

A Tu stood up and walked into the room quickly as if he was running away. After the door was closed, Lao Ma was the only one left outside.

Lao Ma glanced towards Atu's room with a smile on his face. How old is this Atu, but he still looks like a child.

He drank the water in his cup and saw that it was getting late, so he turned around and walked back to his room, tidied up and went to bed.

After an unknown amount of time, Lao Ma was suddenly awakened by the roar of an engine, followed by the sound of clanging metal. At first glance, it sounded like someone was renovating a house.

But soon Lao Ma heard that something was wrong. His many years of experience in working on construction sites told him that the sparse and irregular knocking sounds were definitely not some kind of construction work, but rather sounded like someone was fighting.

He sat up and turned on the desk lamp, and the dim light illuminated this small, but not small room.

The roar of the motorcycle was still faintly heard, mixed with other sounds, which made Lao Ma feel a little uneasy.

The sound became more and more intense, and Lao Ma began to feel a little worried. He quickly got out of bed, put on his slippers and walked out of the room.

Without the barrier of the door, Lao Ma could hear the noisy sounds more clearly. There were not only the roar of motorcycles and the sound of metal collisions, but also the unbearable shouts and curses.

Based on Lao Ma's experience and intuition, he guessed that there might be gangsters fighting in front of the store. His heart suddenly jumped up, and he didn't dare to turn on the light. He just used the dim light coming from the window to carefully walk to the window sill. Look down.

On the street outside the door, a group of gangsters carrying sticks surrounded a woman in leather clothes, and all kinds of guys greeted the woman.

Lao Ma was still worried about the woman at first, but after looking at it for a while, he realized that the woman must be a practicing practitioner.

Not only did she have strong skills, she dodged the sticks of the gangsters one by one, and she also threw out unknown hidden weapons from time to time, causing great trouble to the gangsters.

After about ten minutes, the situation below was reversed. Originally, the gangsters surrounded the woman, but now the gangsters were lying on the ground, and the woman was still standing firmly on the ground.

After the woman in leather clothes put down a group of gangsters, she straightened her clothes, walked to the middle of two street lamps on the opposite side of the road with her long legs, took out a black bag from the trash can, and walked to the other side with the bag in hand.

After the woman in leather clothes left, Lao Ma withdrew his gaze. He quietly walked back to the room, found his cell phone, and called the police directly.

On the phone, Lao Ma pretended to be a passerby and told the police the situation, then hung up the phone and turned off his phone.

Lao Ma put his cell phone on the bedside table, turned off the lamp, then lay down on the bed and continued to sleep. He was not a nosy person. It was good to call the police. If he was nosy anymore, he would cause unnecessary trouble. Trouble.

As for the woman in leather, Lao Ma doesn't want to take care of it. Can someone who can bring down a group of gangsters be a fuel-saving lamp? He is just a common man. This is a social matter that he cannot get involved in. He should just pretend not to know.

After a while, police sirens came from downstairs, followed by the roar of motorcycles mixed with shouts.

As the various noisy sounds got farther and farther, the old horse gradually fell asleep.