Who is not Bai Yueguang?

Bi He doesn't drink very well, so he can drink some beer, but he can't get up if he drinks too much.The bald and fat guys let him drink white, he closed his eyes and looked at death as if he was at home, the bit of interest that the boss saw him became boring, waved him and Ma Gan away, and the two rolled away in a hurry.

Go to the ground floor for a beer.

This bar is not the same as the ones that Bishop usually goes with others, at least the dancers in the hall on the first floor seem to be richer than the guests in those small bars, even the smell of cigarettes in the air is not so cheap .

It probably won't turn into a fight scene after a disagreement.

Bi He thought casually, and drank another glass of beer.

"You drank another month's utility bills." Ma Gan stared at him painfully.They were in the private room just now, and they could drink if the boss asked them to drink. Anyway, they didn't have to pay for it themselves, but now it's not necessarily the case.It’s fine if the boss is happy to settle the bill, but if it doesn’t mean that, why don’t they run to others with the wine list of two people and ask, “Brother Long, is this an invitation?”

That picture is so beautiful, Ma Gan dare not think about it.

Hearing this, Bi He shook the empty wine bottle, touched his trouser pockets and then his coat, and took out a few red tickets and scattered money, spread them out on the table and counted them one by one.

"...What are you doing?" Ma Gan looked around and said in a low voice, "I want to count the money and go home and count it. Look around you and see if you are down... Besides, you can't count 1000. Come Yuan."

"When are you afraid of losing your status?" Bi He said casually, squeezed the thin stack of money that had been arranged, and sighed, "Drink, I invite you today, and it will be practiced."

"It's really hard to find a meal ticket." Ma Gan said "Hey", "Then don't blame me for being rude."

But he was not really rude, and ordered a bottle of the cheapest ordinary beer.

When the wine came, he poured more than half of it for Bi He.

Bi He stared at the yellow liquid flowing into the wine glass in his hand, picked it up and lightly clinked the glass with the hemp stick: "Bon voyage."

The wine glasses collided together, making a soft sound.

"Hezi." Ma Gan drank the wine, looked at Bi He who was sitting in the dim light, and said, "Don't blame me for not calling you together, there is only one person at Brother Yuan's place, and what's more, the work done in the past is comparable. It’s several times more troublesome now, you can’t do it.”

"I'm not leaving." Bi He leaned back lazily, his black hair was reflected in several colors by the changing lights, "I won't leave even if you tell me."

Ma Gan wanted to say something, but after looking at Bi He, he shut up again.

The two sat idly for a while, it was still early, and the bar's well-known performance in the circle hadn't arrived yet, only men and women whose faces could not be seen were noisy drinking, music was playing in the hall, and they had to shout when they spoke , like arguing.

Bi He was bored and wanted to go back.

Staring at the front for a while, the voices of a group of people not far away became louder and louder, more and more like a quarrel.

... It's really noisy.

Ma Gan also heard the movement, stretched his neck to watch the excitement, and was spotted by the excitement after a while.

"You two." The bald man not far away was smoking a cigarette and looked familiar, "Come here."

Ma Gan shrank his neck and obediently climbed out of the sofa. Bi He sighed again and drank the last remaining wine before getting up.

It's so expensive and so bad, what the hell is it.

Several bald men with tattoos that I had seen in the private room just now were standing in a circle, surrounded by a man with a full face of hostility and a shivering young girl.

This kind of scene was so familiar, Bi He took it easy, pulled his black hair, and tried to reduce his presence behind the hemp stick.

"Come here if you want to fight." The man in the crowd was not too scared when his arms were cut behind the back by a bald man. "Let my girlfriend go."

"Hey." The man who called Bi He just now sneered, took a puff of cigarette unhurriedly, then walked up to the girl who didn't know how to put it down, and spit the smoke ring on her face.

The girl trembled in fright, and her boyfriend rushed towards the man: "X your mother!"

This sound swallowed mountains and rivers, very imposing.

However, he was kicked in the stomach very quickly, and his momentum was eaten by the dog.

Bi He blinked uncontrollably a few times, feeling a little pain in his stomach.

The bald man is like all the small bosses in the dungeon, smoking a cigarette, not paying attention to the struggling person, and scrutinizing the girl from head to toe, his eyes finally resting on the plump breasts superior.

The people around immediately let out a burst of malicious laughter.

Ma Gan quietly patted Bi He on the back, and the latter also laughed a couple of times.

The girl was so frightened by the laughter that tears flowed down her cheeks, she looked like a well-behaved girl, and every time she saw such a scene, her eyes looked around in horror.

When people are in danger, they will subconsciously see the things closest to their breath, so in the loud music of the bar, the lights that blind people's eyes, and a group of wretched fat men, she subconsciously sees more A few glances at Bihe.

With black hair and a white shirt, Bi He huddled in a corner with an innocent face.

The bald man followed her gaze, stared at Bi He for a few times, and said with a grin: "You, catch her here."

Bi He looked around, pointed at himself with a questioning look in his eyes.

The bald man looked at him impatiently.

"This..." Having a premonition of what he was going to do, Bi He hesitated, "It's not very good...".

"Go quickly." Ma Gan patted him and said in a low voice, "If you want to hang out with Brother Long, you must be a qualified hooligan, Hezi."

The rogue Bi He, who was about to pass the test, closed his eyes and went away as if dead.

The girl watched him getting closer and closer in horror, with tears streaming down her face like a little white rabbit.

A lot of hooligans A, B, C and D flashed through Bi He's mind, and he grinned at one of them, feeling that he must be very wretched now.

The girl was so insignificant that she was scared to die. The moment Bi He's hand touched her, she let out a high-pitched scream that frightened Bi He's brain.

"Don't touch her!!"

Bi He, whose brain froze, was knocked out.

So don't touch other people's women casually...

The back of Bi He's head hit the hardest part of the sofa chair, his eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

Thinking of being hit in full view, I feel very ashamed for the gangster circle.

Bi He blinked vigorously, the lights above his head were too flashing, and the countless bald heads in front of him were all multiplied, making him dizzy.

Ma Gan rushed over to help him, Bi He tremblingly stretched out his hand, and Ma Gan grabbed his arm to lift him up.

And at this time, a male voice was like thunder, and miraculously, it was passed into the ears of everyone present in the ear of everyone present in the sound of music repeatedly——

"Let him go!"

There are times when the world is small.

In other words, once you actively or passively turn a little switch on something like this in the past, its door will open with a bang. Watch the time machine patter towards you.

The above is from Bi Sanwen Jiahe.

Ma Gan was so frightened by the sudden angry cry that his hands trembled, and Bi He fell from his hand to the ground again.

Now it's not just a headache, but also a pain in the buttocks.

"Xiao He!" A black shadow covered his eyes, and someone grabbed Bi He's arm vigorously, "Are you all right?"

Bi He raised his head tremblingly.

A handsome and tough face, and a suit of expensive clothes at a glance.

Bi He subconsciously scratched the short yellow hair, and whispered with some astonishment: "...is that you?"

His voice was very small, a little soft, not the usual lazy look.

The last time she spoke in this tone was in front of Xue Qiao yesterday.

At this time, he slowly showed the same shy smile as he did in front of Xue Qiao, with some surprises and surprises mixed with anxiety.

This kind of surprise is well hidden in his black pupils, making those who are watched by him happy.

The man's hand held Bi He tightly, and the scorching temperature made Bi He dizzy even more through the thin cloth.He wanted to break free without any trace, but found that his hands were shaking slightly when he touched the part.

Bi He paused, and the man had already bent down, almost half-embracing him to help him up.

An almost unfamiliar atmosphere belonging to a mature man surrounds Bi He.

He blinked and wanted to say something, but the man turned around with a sullen face, looking around indifferently.

Then Bi He heard his cold voice: "Is this how Long Jiao's people do things?"

Following his words, the music and the flashing lights that made Bi He almost faint suddenly stopped.

Bi He tried his best to look up and look around, and realized what it means to change faces.

The bald man stopped smoking, and shouted something to the man with trembling lips, Bi He was far away from him, so he couldn't hear clearly.

"Who pushed him?" the man asked coldly.

A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, the man couldn't get an answer, and the anger in his voice became stronger.

"Those who bully me on my territory don't dare to admit it, do they?"

……What?

Everyone looked at Bi He slowly, and saw on his face the ignorance that blended perfectly with the others.

The girls who were really bullied were kept out of the men's sight instead.

"I'm only asking this one last time." The man said coldly again, "Who pushed him?"

The young man who bumped into Bi He earlier had a sneer on his lips, and took a step forward from the crowd.

Bi He came to his senses at this moment, without even thinking about it, he grabbed the hand of the man standing in front of him.

The man turned around and looked down at Bi He, the coldness and oppressive force dissipated almost instantly, and his voice was soft and almost flattering: "What's wrong, Xiao He?"

Without the flickering lights, Bi He raised his head slightly and saw his face clearly.

A face that I haven't seen for many years, but also has the familiar eyebrows and eyes that Bi He is familiar with.

This is an extremely handsome man, different from Xue Qiao's suave handsomeness, this man is very traditional and good-looking, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a bit like the eldest son of the general family in the costume drama that Bi He loves to watch.

If it was in ancient times, he was probably the kind of young talent with both civil and military skills.

—at least on the surface.

Bi He looked at him, his head actually went blank like a crash, and the person who bumped into him seemed to be about to speak.

Bi He blinked and looked around slowly. The girl hid in the shadows terrified and dazed. The previous arrogant hooligans could no longer be arrogant.

The man in front of him looked at him patiently and with a complex expression, Bi He opened his mouth, unable to turn his head around.

It must have been hit too hard just now, otherwise why is this head so dizzy?

So he simply closed his eyes and passed out under the man's horrified gaze.

——It seems so right.