strong romance

As soon as the two of them came up, they were at war with each other. Shi Bao felt that something was wrong, and stepped forward to persuade him, "Harmony makes money, Brother Huang, Brother Pao, if you have something to say, talk it out."

"You are Brother Pao?" Brother Huang frowned.

Zhang Jin is still very famous in Xiao'er Street. Although that brother Huang is new here, he has heard of it a little, but he has never met him.He looked him up and down, and he really didn't look like a good stubble.

Unlike the good-natured Zhang Jin who said, "Do you have an opinion?"

Cheng Kuang is not easy to deal with on his own, and it will be even more difficult if he has a big gunner, not to mention that this is not his place yet.

Brother Huang put his hands in his pockets, smiled and said: "Well, let's sell you face, forget it now, I have something else to do, let's see you later."

"Forget it?" Zhang Jin snorted, arguing, "Who will forget it with you?"

He clenched his fists and was about to make a move but was stopped by Cheng Kuang, Cheng Kuang said: "Brother Pao, this matter has nothing to do with you, just leave it alone."

Seeing this, Fang Peng immediately brought the Coke to Zhang Jin, frowned and shook his head, implying that he should not get into unnecessary trouble.Brother Huang let out a snort from his nose. This sound was like the wind stirring sparks, and Zhang Jin's heart burst into wildfire again. He glanced at Cheng Kuang and said to himself: You are mine, why can't I control you?

"What kind of thing is Brother Huang?"

Brother Huang turned his head when he heard the sound. At this moment, a stream of brown liquid splashed on his face, followed by a crisp "click"—Fang Peng's eyelids propped up layers of fat, and he stared wide-eyed. Zhang Jin swung the Coke can he handed over to Brother Huang, and slapped him flat on the face.

The carbonated drink was bubbling and slid down Brother Huang's cheeks, drenching his hair, ears, neck and even his clothes.He has been around for so long, and he has never been insulted like this in full view, and he immediately lost his temper.

Brother Huang kicked over the table blocking the way, with an aura of gods blocking gods and Buddhas. The diners in the surrounding stalls were all scared away, and the group of yellow hairs who came with him, including Shi Bao, Inside, no one dared to step forward to help or block.

Zhang Jin wiped his hands wet with Coke on his clothes, and took Brother Huang's fist without avoiding it.During the fight, a large area of ​​the tattoo on his arm was exposed, and Cheng Kuang saw a black feather.

When this man was not playing around, the hostility in his body almost broke through his body, as if a beast in his body was desperately hitting the iron prison, with steel teeth and sharp claws gleaming.

The small artillery battle in Xiao'er Street exploded.

Just like when Cheng Kuang saw him fight for the first time in the night market, both sides of the fight soon saw the outcome.Zhang Jin threw Brother Huang to the ground and punched him down again.Fang Peng felt that if no one stopped him, he would have to cut Brother Huang into a stick.

"Brother Pao, forget it."

"What a fart!" Zhang Jin was still angry, but when he raised his fist, his arm was caught, and he pulled him up with all his strength. Because he struggled a bit on the way, Cheng Kuang's hand slid down a few inches , caught on the back of his hand.

The fire in Zhang Jin's heart suddenly weakened, and suddenly burned with a lingering attitude.

"You want to settle accounts with me alone." This was said to Brother Huang, and Cheng Kuang's voice was colder than his hands.

Brother Huang propped his elbows on the ground, spat hard on the ground, his saliva was mixed with blood, he looked embarrassed and frightening.The yellow hairs froze in place, and automatically made way for the two to leave.

Fang Peng looked at Brother Pao's back, his eyelids twitched a few times, and suddenly became uneasy.

As the old saying goes, a gentleman is far from a villain. Some people are like sticky women. When they encounter it, it is not so easy to get out of the body. If they want to get out, they have to be entangled. "Brother Huang" happens to belong to this kind of people.

The phrase "see you later" that he said soon came true.

Except for the slightly bustling night market stalls, Xiaoer Street is relatively desolate, surrounded by old houses, and it is easy to turn into other people's alleys when you go off the road.Cheng Kuang let go of his hand as soon as he walked out of the night market stall, but before he let go, Zhang Jin turned his wrist and held him backhanded.

Although he wiped his clothes twice, his hands that had been stained with Coke were still sticky. The fingers of the two touched each other, as if sticking together. The sticky feeling climbed up to the nerve endings along the fingertips. It was subtle but not tolerable. ignore.Cheng Kuang's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he was a little at a loss.

At this moment, Zhang Jin said, "Then what kind of shit, Brother Huang, did you have a problem with me?"

"It's nothing, he led someone to block me once outside the school." Cheng Kuang said.

He calls it "nothing"?Zhang Jin's heart stopped, and he suddenly remembered the color on Cheng Kuang's face that night on New Year's Day, and frowned, "Did he make you look like a bear last time?"

Cheng Kuang hadn't answered yet, but at this moment, the sound of motorcycles galloping suddenly sounded behind him, and there were more than one of them.

"Fuck it!" Zhang Jin swears.

It's Brother Huang's gang of yellow-haired grandsons again, they play tricks if they can't win, and it's endless.

The motorcycles were approaching menacingly, there were three in total, two people were sitting in each car, and the yellow hair on the back seat was holding something in his hand.

At the moment when the wheels rolled past the side with dust, as if afraid that the other party would pull out his hand, Zhang Jin's fingers that were loosely hooked at first suddenly tightened.Huang Mao stretched out his body obliquely and swung the stick on Zhang Jin's back. If you look closely, you can find that the stick is inlaid with a circle of sharp rivets, like a mace that has just teethed.

Zhang Jin kicked the motorcycle sideways, and the two of them lost their center of gravity, and they fell together on their backs.

The other two motorcycles rushed over, bringing a small gust of cool wind, Zhang Jin felt something sharp rubbing against his back, accompanied by a faint "呵啦" Voice.

Hiss——Zhang Jin felt a burning pain in his back, and he gritted his teeth without making a sound, but at this moment, Cheng Kuang pulled him to make matters worse, Zhang Jin almost choked out internal injuries, and blurted out swear words: "Cheng Kuang, I Fuck you bastard!"

At that time, Cheng Kuang was holding the snatched "mace stick" in his hand, and said indifferently: "If you scold me again, I will beat you together."

Zhang Jin was furious: "Have your fucking conscience been eaten by a dog?"

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Kuang confronted him head-on.There was a dull blunt sound when the sticks collided, and in a short moment, the yellow-haired stick was knocked out of his hand.

After all the motorcycle riders had disappeared, the wolf-hearted Xueba regained a bit of conscience and asked, "Is your back okay?"

Zhang Jin can be sure that the skin on his back is bloody, and the hot burning sensation is stronger than before, it's about a little thing.But he concealed it without changing his face: "It's okay, just twisted his shoulder."

Cheng Kuang didn't speak.

Sha Pao'er obviously didn't know that his clothes were also scratched, and his upper body was stiff all the way, and he didn't dare to move his shoulders at all, for fear that he couldn't help howling and Cheng Kuang would notice something strange.

In fact, Cheng Kuang looked at his wound all the way.

The chess and card room usually doesn’t close until after twelve o’clock, and it’s not even eleven o’clock when Zhang Jin arrives home, so he has made plans on the way—take a bath, apply medicine and go to bed before Xiang Shulan returns, without anyone noticing.

Zhang Jin didn't expect Xiang Shulan to go home early today.

In order not to let his mother find out, he put on his school uniform and looked for the medicine box secretly.Usually the medicine box in his house is placed on the cabinet next to the sofa, which is an eyesore, but I can't find it today.

Anyway, if you don't apply the medicine, you can't die, so Zhang Jin plans to give up.At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the courtyard, and Xiang Shulan stepped on her slippers and walked over to open the door. Zhang Jin was washing towels in front of the faucet, and vaguely heard Xiang Shulan calling him "little handsome guy" through the sound of water.

He threw the towel and walked over. Xiang Shulan was warmly calling Cheng Kuang to come in and eat some fruit.

Zhang Jin watched for a while, and suddenly thought, if he could just abduct the handsome guy into the house like this——

Thinking this way, as if he had been caught, he suddenly met Cheng Kuang's eyes.Then Zhang Jin heard Xueba open his eyes and make up a nonsense: "Don't you have a question to ask me?"

"..." Zhang Jin hesitated for a moment, and flirted with him, "Oh, yes."

He went up to the second floor with Cheng Kuang, then lowered his voice and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Come in," Cheng Kuang opened the door and gave him a sidelong glance, "I'll treat your bruises and your brain."

It was only after entering the gate that Jin realized that the medicine box had been left by Cheng Kuang.

"So it's here with you, then I'll take it back—"

Cheng Kuang interrupted him: "Will you wipe the medicine on your shoulder?"

Zhang Jin scolded "fuck", he already knew about this thing, but he was stretched all the way like a zombie!

At this point, Zhang Jin didn't hide anything. He stared at Cheng Kuang for a while, then took off his coat, revealing the short sleeves inside, and the fabric on the shoulder blades was pulled out a few times.Zhang Jin took off his short sleeves, and the tattoo on his back was spread out in front of Cheng Kuang, and he could see everything at a glance.

He turned his back to Cheng Kuang, the yellow light was reflected on the naked back, a black eagle was entrenched on the shoulder blade, and a feather fell on his arm, like an arrowhead, piercing the eagle's eyes.Those scratches were bloody like wounds on an eagle.

"Is it cool?" Zhang Jin asked.

Cool and silly.

Cheng Kuang said, "Do you want me to applaud you?"

Zhang Jin wanted to laugh, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore. Cheng Kuang applied medicine as cruelly as he picked a pencil lead, even though he gritted his teeth, "Fuck Fuck Song" still gritted his teeth and popped out.

"Did you sing during tattooing?" Cheng Kuang asked.

"What song?" Zhang Jin was stunned.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Cheng Kuang imitated it without emotion.

...It was discovered!He even laughed at him!

Zhang Jin had a toothache and said, "Are you looking for smoke?"

"Why do you stab because you are afraid of pain?" Cheng Kuang asked him.

"Blind piercing." Zhang Jin said casually.

He just rubbed the ointment and it was not easy to wear clothes. He felt a little cold, pointed to Cheng Kuang's bed and said, "May I lie on the bed for a while?"

"You lie down."

It was still early at this point, and Cheng Kuang was just about to brush up the questions, so he didn't go to bed so early.Zhang Jin lay on his bed, covered most of his body with the quilt, and said after a while, "Actually, I stabbed it because I was afraid of pain."

Cheng Kuang's pen paused for a moment, and then Zhang Jin continued to say: "My dad is a coward who looks the same on the outside. My house has a chess and card room. The people who go in and out of the mahjong game are generally not of high quality, and there are always people making trouble. He used to talk to my mother. Before the divorce, I watched my wife being bullied and didn't even dare to let go. Only then did I know that no one can protect my mother except me."

"After they divorced, my mother took me to live in my grandma's house for half a year. Once my grandpa smoked, and the ash fell on my eyes, which made me cry. My grandma said that I was like my father, and I was afraid of trouble. , the virtue of being afraid of pain and fear of death—that is, the tattooed body at that time...did not sing during the tattooing."

After Sha Pao'er finished speaking, he didn't forget to emphasize this point.

There is a small scar at the corner of Zhang Jin's eye, which Cheng Kuang noticed a long time ago.He withdrew his gaze from the corner of Zhang Jin's eyes and said, "Understood, idiot."

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