Bandit Shi Xianyu

Pei Cangyu panted against the wall, and he ran back quickly. The man sitting on the stage just glanced at him and didn't respond, as if everything was normal.

So Pei Cangyu felt relieved, he turned his head, trying to find a suitable place for him to stand.

His eyes flicked wildly, quickly attracting dissatisfied eyes from others. Of course, there is no difference between looking at others and being abnormal in this kind of place.What's more, Pei Cangyu just turned around a few times, and then heard moaning/groaning in several different tones, and the skillful panting made people think about it.

Pei Cangyu simply moved to the side, hoping to stand in a less conspicuous place.At the same time, he glanced upstairs again, what did Baishi do up there?

He stretched his head to look up, and seemed to see the water-blue shirt Shiraishi was wearing today, which was very close to someone.

In order to see clearly, he moved forward, but bumped into someone else's chest. ——It is not wrong to say that this is "breast".

Pei Cangyu had to look up to see her face, but she laughed loudly, looked at Pei Cangyu like a baby bird, walked forward with her chest upright, bumped Pei Cangyu back, and smiled at Pei Cangyu's panicked face .

She was taller than Pei Cangyu, her skin was rough gray-brown, her arms were thick and her flesh trembled slightly when she was lifted up, and her skirt was thick, making her look even bigger.She is very beautiful, her face is very much like the Venus of those endless Renaissance painters, her every move is filled with a certain sense of sensuality, her body smells of cinnamon, her lips Sweaty, she doesn't even need makeup.

Pei Cangyu glanced upstairs again, he was completely unfamiliar with this kind of woman who completely transcended his own world, like throwing a tiger cub into a pride of lionesses, he couldn't tell if there would be a copulation or a fight.

The woman lowered her head and kissed Pei Cangyu's eyes. In the eyes of women, he always had a vicious and pretentious look. He was the kind of man who looked like a hooligan at first glance, but panicked.

She moved softly, grabbed Pei Cangyu's elbow and rubbed it, she lowered her eyebrows and looked submissive, Pei Cangyu suddenly burst into flames.He licked his lips, looked upstairs again, and as if making up his mind, he grabbed her wrist with his backhand.

The woman smiled, and they walked towards the depths of the aisle. The small rooms on both sides of the corridor were only hung with curtains with beads. When the curtains were shaking, you could see the thin legs wrapped around the torso inside.Laughter and high-pitched voices, noisy, they went deep.

When she reached a certain curtain, she pushed it, Pei Cangyu stumbled into the room, and fell on the bed the next second.The woman kissed his eyes again, and patted his shoulder. Pei Cangyu froze for a moment, realizing that she was telling him to get up.

So Pei Cangyu stood up.

The woman gathered her hair together, then bent down to make up the bed, she took off the bed sheet, there were all kinds of sweat stains on the bed sheet, and there was even a tearing sound when it was taken off the board.

The house was extremely damp, Pei Cangyu touched the wall, and his hands were green.

The woman twisted the next bed sheet into a ball and squeezed the sweat on it like washing clothes. To Pei Cangyu's surprise, sweat actually dripped down.

She threw the bed sheet aside, turned over a cleaner one, spread her arms on the bed, and then started to take the belt on the skirt with her back to Pei Cangyu. On the bed, the edge of the skirt spread away from her legs, revealing smooth thighs.

She stretched out her arms to Pei Cangyu for a kiss, but Pei Cangyu froze for a while, then shook her head.

He went out.

Or ran out.

Running dizzily in the dark hallway, she is really beautiful, Pei Cangyu thinks she deserves a better life no matter what, instead of twisting the sweaty sheets of a prostitute.But Pei Cangyu is a powerless person, he is a hypocritical passerby, he can only feel emotion, and can only run away.

He rushed out of the aisle and bumped into someone, the man smelled of alcohol, he slapped Pei Cangyu without saying a word, a woman jumped up and tried to stop him, the man slapped the woman to the ground along with it.

The man pulled out the belt from his waist very skillfully, skillfully folded it in half, skillfully picked out the side that bears the most force, skillfully lifted it up, and the woman curled her legs and stepped back.

Then Pei Cangyu jumped up and kicked the man in the waist.

The man was hit by the impact, his beer belly shook, and he staggered a few steps forward, Pei Cangyu took the opportunity to punch him in the face again, the man hit the wall, and the belt fell from his hand.

Pei Cangyu turned his head to help the woman up, the man over there shook his head, dispelled the Venus in front of him, picked up the belt with a curse, he spoke very fast with his tongue, spittle splashed, and stepped towards them, facing Pei Cangyu's The back was pulled down fiercely.

Pei Cangyu was suddenly whipped, as if he had been slashed, and suddenly twitched, he couldn't even stand up, the man stepped on his back, raised the belt again, and threw it on Pei Cangyu's head.

Pei Cangyu twisted her face angrily, put her head in her hands, "I/fuck/you..." She scolded and struggled away, trying to escape from under the man's feet.

The man watched Pei Cangyu wriggling under his feet, raised his foot and stepped on it violently, the first kick made Pei Cangyu spit out his stomach water, the second kick, just as he lifted it, Pei Cangyu slipped out from under his feet like a fish, clutching his hands Standing up from the waist, before he could stand still, he kicked his knee: "Fuck/You idiot..."

He scolded and kicked at the same time, and the words were monotonously repeated, and everyone around him had to remember them.

The man fell to the ground, took a few hits under his feet, found a gap and grabbed Pei Cangyu's ankle, and then pulled him down. The man rode on him and slapped him across the face.

Pei Cangyu felt like he was vomiting blood.

That man was a head taller than Pei Cangyu and two circles thicker. He sat on Pei Cangyu's abdomen, and Pei Cangyu was almost crushed to death. He kept slapping Pei Cangyu's forehead, turning Pei Cangyu's forehead red and purple.

Pei Cangyu's eyes doubled, he saw the man yelling loudly, and he understood from his many years of fighting experience that the most important thing is to vent his anger, not to beat people to death, and killing people is not like this.So that person is venting his anger now, cursing and beating him.

No way.

It is also common to lose a fight.

Pei Cangyu lost this fight, he was going to lay down and accept the fight, he closed his eyes, his eyes were full of blood, he felt ringing in his ears, and had a hallucination for a moment, thinking that he was back in the alley of the street, when his friends left one after another, the remaining After leaving him alone, he had beaten people in that alley, and he had been beaten, it was all so noisy, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Familiar with.

Suddenly there was a whisper from around, and Pei Cangyu immediately felt lighter. He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a tall man with yellow hair who almost picked up the person on him, dragged him sideways, and threw it against the wall.

The yellow-haired man stretched out his pale hand, covered the man's face, grabbed his hair and slammed against the wall a few times.Different from his seemingly light and elegant movements, a pool of blood appeared on the wall immediately, and the man's head hung down quickly.

The yellow-haired man lifted the man's face with his fingers. Pei Cangyu rubbed his eyes and found that the man's eyes were bleeding.

The yellow-haired man stood up, and Pei Cangyu was startled when he saw his water-blue shirt and snow-white trousers.Immediately the man stood facing the man, and everyone around looked over, but no one spoke, as if watching an execution, even Pei Cangyu felt that something was wrong.

Shiraishi moved his neck, squatted down, stretched out his hand to pinch the man's neck, and began to increase his strength expressionlessly.

"Hey..." Pei Cangyu struggled to get up from the ground, looked at the people around, "He's going to kill..."

The people around did not respond, only a woman glanced at him, not sure if she understood, but she fully understood the current situation, she just didn't respond.She continued to look indifferently, the person in front of Baishi had already started to roll his eyes, he stretched out his arm to grab Baishi's arm, but Baishi remained motionless like steel.

Pei Cangyu stood up unsteadily, walked quickly towards Baishi, passing through a crowd of indifferent people, as if they were waiting for a murder drama to begin, he also saw the beautiful woman who led him into the room just now, leaning against the wall to watch , yawned leisurely, as if waiting for a scene.

Pei Cangyu felt terrible.

He rushed over, fell, and grabbed Shiraishi's arm.

Baishi turned his head to look at Pei Cangyu's bloody face in surprise.

Pei Cangyu grabbed Baishi's arm and said, "Don't do this, Baishi."

His tone was soft, almost pleading, but he didn't want to save the dying man.Pei Cangyu admitted that he was not a very kind person, and he was not trying to save the life of this dying man.

Baishi didn't move, and his hand didn't loosen. All precision-operated killing machines are like this. They can handle multiple tasks. Even if he didn't let go now, he still turned to Pei Cangyu and asked, "What's wrong?"

Pei Cangyu grasped Baishi's arm tightly, and crumpled the aqua-blue sleeve, stained with his blood, he opened his eyes wide, and the eyes were filled with steam: "Don't be like Baishi."

Shiraishi looked at him for a while, then let go of his hand.

There was a low sigh in the arena, and then it seemed that the pause button was released, and each returned to the noise.

The man who rolled his eyes was panting with his neck straightened and his face upturned, making a sound of bellows tearing, he was slowing down his breath of life and death.

Baishi pulled Pei Cangyu up, walked to the man sitting on the stage, reached out to him, and took his things.The man's small eyes did not look at Baishi, but squinted a few more times at Pei Cangyu.

Bai Shi bent over and asked him, "Will you go back first?"

Pei Cangyu nodded, and Baishi helped him leave.

It was dark, there were dogs barking on the side of the road, frogs jumped across the road, and the moon was hidden behind the clouds.

"Have you dyed your hair...ahem...?" Pei Cangyu coughed and asked.

Baishi nodded: "How is it? Can you recognize me?" He handed Pei Cangyu a bottle of water.

"I recognize people by temperament." Pei Cangyu felt much better, he stood up from Baishi's arms, and held his belly.

"Your face is almost unrecognizable." Bai Shi looked at him and handed him a tissue.

Pei Cangyu wiped away the wound, then poured water on the paper towel to wipe off the blood: "Hmph."

This "hmph" was Pei Cangyu's experience of pretending for many years, and he added: "It's nothing to me."

Baishi smiled, and stretched out his hand to touch Pei Cangyu's eyebrows: "You need to shave a bit here, there is a wound."

Pei Cangyu grimaced: "Gah, it's too ugly to shave my eyebrows, my face is one of my assets..."

"Shave a little, in the middle."

"Fuck, break it? It's uglier and uglier, don't do it, don't do it." Pei Cangyu threw the paper ball into the rubbish dump by the side of the road.

"It can be discussed again."

"Day, every time you talk like that, it ends up according to what you want..."

"How to speak?"

"Just..." Pei Cangyu imitated Baishi's soft tone, but more artificially, "'Is it okay', 'I think, what do you think'?"

"pretty good."

"..."

Baishi would not ask Pei Cangyu why he was fighting, no explanation needed.

Pei Cangyu looked at Baishi's side face, the moon happened to come out from behind the clouds, and landed on his smooth face, coating it with a layer of brilliance, vaguely noble, beautiful and unattainable.For a moment, for a moment, Pei Cangyu felt that this was pretty good.

What does "like this" look like?

... I don't know, let's just say "like this".

They gossiped and chatted, like when they were young, spending a lot of time talking useless things, but they never said enough.

Now, probably not much time left.