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The tattooed man opened his eyes wide the moment he picked up the steel fork, his face turned pale with fright: "Little bastard...you still want to kill someone?"

"Murder violates the law, and I'll tell you if you're going to jail! Ahh—!"

No matter how much he yelled, Cheng Kuang didn't heed a word.The steel fork pierced the man's thigh, Cheng Kuang's mouth suddenly smelled of iron rust, and the blood mixed with saliva slipped uncontrollably from the left corner of his mouth. Cheng Kuang wiped it with the back of his hand. Just saw a person running towards this side.

The man stopped ten steps away from him, panting, staring at him faintly.

Incompetent masters can be counted.Cheng Kuang withdrew his gaze, kicked the iron rod and steel fork far away, picked up his schoolbag, endured the discomfort all over his body, and walked towards Po.Zhang Jin brushed past him and whistled at the dog.The dog huddled on the ground and struggled for a while, stood up tremblingly on three legs, and limped towards its owner.

Zhang Jin picked up the dog, stopped beside the two of them, raised his foot and kicked it mercilessly.The man's voice changed from yelling to begging for mercy, and Cheng Kuang didn't go far when he heard Zhang Jin say in a hoarse voice, "If there's another time, both hooves will be chopped off for you."

The dog curled up in Zhang Jin's arms, whining.Zhang Jin stroked its head reassuringly, and looked up at Cheng Kuang who was walking in front. For some reason, he suddenly remembered what Cao Hui had said in the corridor—he had a nickname of "Madman".

Cheng Kuang's lower back was soaked with sweat and blood, his clothes were sticky to it, and the rough school uniform fabric rubbed against the wound, causing severe pain every step he took.He walked extremely slowly, and when he reached the top of the slope, the wall outside the old house appeared in front of him. In the darkness, only the yard of Zhang Jin's house was brightly lit.

A black motorcycle was lying at the intersection of the corridor. The rearview mirror hadn’t had time to be replaced with a new one. This time, even the tires were crooked. one place.

"Hey, wait a minute," Cheng Kuang didn't take a second look at the ill-fated motorcycle, and turned straight into the corridor. At this moment, Zhang Jin called him from behind. Cheng Kuang turned his head and saw Zhang Jin hugging the dog. After catching up, he said, "Don't go up, follow me."

Zhang Jin didn't discuss with him, but took the bag from Cheng Kuang's hand as he spoke, "My mother isn't here, so I went to my grandma's."

Where the hell does it matter to me?Cheng Kuang frowned and stared at him: "Want to fight?"

"You can't beat me," Zhang Jin snorted, and said, "Do you have an injury on your waist? I have medicine there. Don't try to be brave right now, just go in if you are told, it won't hurt you to death."

The voice-activated light at the stairs turned on and off, as if being pulled in by Zhang's mother for the first time, Zhang Jin's hand grabbed Cheng Kuang's schoolbag strap, and dragged him in.

"Take off your clothes, it's in the way." Zhang Jin unscrewed the cap of the hydrogen peroxide bottle and said to Cheng Kuang.

Cheng Kuang gave him a self-experienced look, and Zhang Jin smiled: "Okay, if you don't take it off, you won't take it off."

After entering the bright room, Cheng Kuang saw the blood on Zhang Jin's forehead and the wound on his arm.Anger and irritability were suppressed by the smell of blood, Cheng Kuang didn't get angry at him, and rolled up the hem of his clothes to the position above the wound without saying a word.

Oh, the waist is quite thin.Zhang Jin glanced down and thought casually.

"Xueba, endure the pain, if you howl, I will laugh at you." Zhang Jin's hand touched his waist inadvertently, before the potion had time to pour, Cheng Kuang immediately twisted his wrist, Zhang Jin Jhin raised his eyebrows and uttered an advanced vocabulary, "The dog bit Lu Dongbin?"

"Don't touch me." Cheng Kuang said coldly.

"Okay, don't touch it, then why don't you touch my head office?" Zhang Jin secretly scolded Cheng Kuang for his mother's shit. , "Lie on my lap, I'll wash and disinfect your wound."

"Fuck you, uncle." Cheng Kuang didn't want to mess around with him, so he put down his clothes and planned to leave.

"That thing has rust on it. If you don't want to die upstairs in my house, it's unlucky." Zhang Jin put the hydrogen peroxide on the table and made a "boom".

Cheng Kuang stopped in his tracks, and looked back at him with an unkind expression.

"Hey, you want to do it, don't you?" Zhang Jin uttered two words brazenly like a kindergarten kid: "Not at all."

As he said that, the corners of his mouth twitched: "I'll show you the first time seriously, will you come?"

If it weren't for the favor owed to Cheng Kuang today, Zhang Jin would never be bothered to care whether he is dead or alive if he doesn't get the medicine.

"Mother Xueba" wouldn't touch it, Zhang Jin had nowhere to put his left hand on his waist, and he poured hydrogen peroxide onto Cheng Kuang's wound in the same way that Boss Wang, who had been standing earlier, was pouring beer for someone. When it reached the wound, a piece of white bubbles quickly appeared, really like beer.

The hydrogen peroxide was poured on the wound, and it hurt even looking at it, but Cheng Kuang didn't say a word the whole time, Zhang Jin raised his eyebrows: "It's pretty bearable."

Cheng Kuang pulled down the hem of his clothes, watched Zhang Jin take out a roll of bandages from the drawer, opened the door and walked into the yard.Zhang Jin squatted down in front of the kennel, and used wooden planks and bandages to bandage and fix the dog's injured forelimb.

"Don't howl even if it hurts at night, or I'll cover your mouth too." Zhang Jin rubbed the dog's hair and said something devoid of conscience.

Cheng Kuang was behind him, his gaze shifted from the wound on Zhang Jin's arm to the dog, and he asked, "What's your dog's name?"

Zhang Jin turned his head, as if he didn't hear clearly, and repeated his question: "Name?"

"No?" Cheng Kuang made a judgment based on his expression.

"Yes," Zhang Jin narrowed his eyes, "Silly dog, stupid dog, crazy dog, cowardly dog...there are too many."

Cheng Kuang glanced at Zhang Jin with the eyes of a dog, turned around and walked towards the gate of the courtyard. Zhang Jin said behind him: "Xueba, you can leave if you want? I have never served anyone like this before. Thank you for listening?"

Cheng Kuang ignored him, and Zhang Jin shouted again: "Hey, I forgot my schoolbag, are you a fake academic master?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Kuang heard the sound of the door opening, Zhang Jin took his bag out from the house, Cheng Kuang turned around and took the bag from him, but Zhang Jin held on to the strap on one side.

This scene seemed familiar, Cheng Kuang thought about it, and felt that he still owed it.

"You owe money?"

"Thank you."

Almost at the same time that he spoke, Zhang Jin also spoke, and the voices of the two collided together, producing some kind of strange effect.Zhang Jin was startled, and couldn't help laughing out loud, Cheng Kuang glared at him, turned and left.

The dim yellow halo of the voice control light shone on Cheng Kuang, Zhang Jin looked at his back, and unconsciously played with the bandage with his fingers, a small white circle was wrapped around his hand, tight, and his fingertips turned white due to lack of blood .Amidst the pattering footsteps in the stairwell, Zhang Jin suddenly had an idea—he wanted to wrap a bandage around Cheng Kuang’s waist and strangle him to death—this idea just popped up, behind his back Then a dog barked.

The crooked thoughts seemed to be seen through by a dog. Zhang Jin and the dog looked at each other for a while, put their finger in front of the dog's nose and "shh": "Don't say anything, or you will silence it."

"Ugh..."

"Good boy." After dealing with the dog, Zhang Jin went back to the house to pack up the medicine box, and applied medicine to several wounds on his body.

Zhang Jin's mother opened a chess and card room.Tonight, a group of people got drunk and went to his chess and card room to play mahjong. Several of them were not good at playing cards. Table play fake.Zhang Jin rushed to the chess and card room after late self-study. At that time, two mahjong tables were overturned, and Zhang's mother was pushed to the ground.

Zhang Jin pulled Zhang's mother up and helped her to get on the motorcycle. When she was noticed inadvertently, the red-eyed man rushed up to pull her away, and Zhang's mother was dragged out of the car by her hair.Zhang Jin became furious, rolled up his sleeves and beat him up. The scene became even more chaotic for a while. Zhang Jin managed to get out and drag his mother onto the motorcycle. A beer bottle fell unexpectedly and shattered when it hit his head. Half of it, and the remaining half of the broken wine bottle scratched his arm due to inertia.

The wine bottle crackled and fell to the ground and shattered into glass shards. Amid Zhang's mother's screams, Zhang Jin kicked away the man who was attacking and started the motorcycle.He rushed all the way to his house, because there were several noisy families living nearby, and it was inevitable that there would be troubles. Just in case, Zhang Jin called a taxi and took Zhang's mother to his grandma's house.

When Zhang Jin came back, the motorcycle parked at the entrance of the corridor was smashed, the lock of the iron door was also broken, and the kennel was empty.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck... oh." Zhang Jin almost cried when he applied the medicine, it hurt so much.

A series of "fuck" slipped out of his mouth, Zhang Jin raised his neck and looked up at the ceiling belatedly, feeling a sudden chill down his spine.

Hold!ceiling!Sound proof!not good!

The thing upstairs must have heard it!

The disgraced Paogeer pushed open the door and walked into the yard. He raised his head and saw a bright moon. Suddenly, he was so blessed that he yelled at the sleeping dog in the kennel, "Wow, ow, ow, what? Stupid dog, what do you think? Are you a werewolf? Howl again!"

A pot flew from the sky, and the dog shivered suddenly in his sleep.

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It's a matter of mother Xueba and throwing pots =w=