Golden Town [Unlimited]

There was an indescribably sweet and greasy smell in the air, and it was even a little fishy after smelling it twice.

The entry of Ye Tao and Shen Tingbei attracted the attention of many people on the side of the road. They covered themselves with shadows and looked at them secretly.

Ye Tao looked natural, he had been to this kind of place too many times.On the contrary, Shen Tingbei followed him, seeing everything was new.

Shen Tingbei asked about Ye Tao's plan.

Ye Tao glanced at the environment in the block, "Both Wang Mazi and Gao Qian said that there is a manager here, so of course they want to make some noise so that the manager can come to us."

Shen Tingbei blinked, feeling that Ye Tao seemed to be a different person after entering this block.

Maybe it's not a different person, but returning to the field he is familiar with and good at.

The two were walking, and Ye Tao suddenly stopped in front of an inconspicuous residential building.

Shen Tingbei was puzzled, looked up at this residential building, it was nothing special, even the neon signs were less than other places.

Ye Tao pointed to the bottom, then pointed to his nose, "The smell of blood."

Ye Tao's intuition in this aspect has always been terribly accurate, Shen Tingbei followed him into the building.

Ye Tao stood in the stairwell, paused, and led Shen Tingbei's hand downstairs.

After walking down for a while, Shen Tingbei also smelled an indescribable smell, in addition to the smell of blood, a strong body odor mixed with the smell of smoke.

Along with the smell, there are bursts of men's shouts and cheers

There is actually an underground boxing ring in the residential building!

Ye Tao and Shen Tingbei walked to the bottom floor, and a strong man in a black vest stood outside the iron gate, blocking them fiercely.

The brawny man has a sturdy body, with a strong, huge chest that bulges the leather vest.

Ye Tao looked up at them: "Can't go in?"

The strong man glanced at the bodies of Ye Tao and Shen Tingbei, and sneered, "Don't let the vegetable chicken in, for fear of being beaten to death."

Shen Tingbei didn't feel much, he really couldn't fight, but if you want to say Ye Tao...

Shen Tingbei rolled up his sleeves and pushed his boyfriend, "Come on, Ye Tao, beat him up!"

Ye Tao laughed, rubbed Shen Tingbei's head, turned to look at the strong man, "What is the entry standard?"

The strong man twisted his hands, shook his neck again, and after doing a set of exaggerated stretching movements, he hooked his fingers towards Ye Tao, "Slap me."

The strong man had no idea what character he had provoked.After Shen Tingbei cried a few times for the crocodile in his heart, he stepped aside consciously, preparing to leave enough space for Ye Tao.

But as soon as his legs stepped out, Ye Tao grabbed his arm and tilted his head: "What are you hiding?"

Shen Tingbei paused, "I'll save a seat for you."

"Need not."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Tao raised his leg and kicked the strong man into the boxing ring with the iron door that looked extremely hard.

With a loud bang, the boxing ring fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at Ye Tao and Shen Tingbei at the door.

Shen Tingbei swallowed his saliva, although he knew that Ye Tao was very aggressive when he did the physical fitness test and destroyed a lot of experimental equipment, but this time he saw Ye Tao kicking people with his own eyes, or...

so hot!

Ye Tao gently held Shen Tingbei's hand, and slowly walked into the boxing ring.

Whispering voices have already sounded from every corner of the boxing ring, and people's eyes are like searchlights sweeping around Ye Tao and Shen Tingbei.

Dim lights concealed everyone's facial features, the greasy walls and the beautiful sign-holding girl in revealing clothes by the stage——Shen Tingbei was dizzying to see.

Although the smell in the boxing ring is hard to describe in words, it is precisely this roughest smell that can awaken some violence that is instinctively thirsty for blood.

Shen Tingbei felt his blood boil.

Ye Tao looked calm, watching a red-haired man come out of the crowd.The people in the boxing ring automatically made way for him, split into two.

It seems to be the talker.

"A new face." The red-haired man looked extremely seductive, male and female, but his whole body had a sinister aura that made people look sideways.

Ye Tao raised his chin slightly, "The speaker?"

The red-haired man raised the corners of his lips and smiled, set his eyes on Shen Tingbei, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Your little beauty is very nice."

Shen Tingbei's eyes widened, he wanted to say something, but he was afraid of causing trouble to Ye Tao.

Ye Tao naturally knew about Shen Tingbei, he squeezed Shen Tingbei's hand, and put his lips on his ear, "Boldly say, it's just a small bastard."

Shen Tingbei turned his head to look at him, and immediately understood Ye Tao's meaning, his round almond eyes lit up.

Turning to look at the red-haired man again, Shen Tingbei also imitated Ye Tao just now, raised his chin slightly, "Fart!"

Ye Tao lowered his eyes and laughed, before he raised his head, he stepped forward to block the sudden attack of the red-haired man.

The red-haired man narrowed his eyes, and Ye Tao raised his eyes too, with an indifferent expression on his face

The two fought together in an instant.

Shen Tingbei stepped aside and, like the others, left enough room for the two of them.

The red-haired man's punches were random, but each punch was fierce and swift, hitting the flesh.

But in front of him was Ye Tao.

After Ye Tao blocked his two moves, he realized that the red-haired man had not received professional training, and he was fighting with breath and ruthlessness.

Without thinking about it, he grabbed the red-haired man's left thigh with his right hand, stretched out his leg and kicked his knee.After a crisp bone cracking sound, the red-haired man knelt on the ground.

Ye Tao didn't give him any chance to stand up, he raised his foot and stepped on the red-haired man's face.

Everyone in the ring gasped.

The red-haired man's face was covered in blood, his pretty face was rubbed against the ground, and he struggled to squeeze out a few broken syllables from between his teeth.

Ye Tao didn't take his feet back, but bent down and got close to him.

"Don't spray dung on my people." Ye Tao said coldly.

The bony fingers of the red-haired man struggled, as if trying to grab something.

Ye Tao got up and retracted his feet.The red-haired man immediately stood up and took a deep breath.After wiping his face, he looked at Ye Tao in disbelief.

"Damn it, you don't know if you hit someone in the face?"

Ye Tao frowned slightly, and said this after getting up?

The red-haired man took out a mirror from his trousers pocket. Although it was broken, he firmly held it in his hand and looked at it.

"Ahhhhh my face ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The red-haired man threw the mirror away, but he didn't see the air and pride just now, and even felt a little wronged.

He pointed at Shen Tingbei, "I just praised him, what about you!"

Shen Tingbei and Ye Tao looked at each other and frowned—what's the matter with this man?

The people in the boxing ring didn't seem surprised by the red-haired man's reaction, and some even laughed out loud.

Just when Shen Tingbei and Ye Tao didn't quite understand how the painting style changed suddenly, a man with gold-rimmed glasses in a suit and leather shoes walked in from the door.

As soon as the red-haired man saw the man in the suit come in, he immediately threw himself into his arms, and burst into tears, the ring was completely silent.

Shen Tingbei was at a loss for words, and didn't know how to describe his complicated mood now.

The man in the suit frowned and checked the wound on the red-haired man's face, but he didn't give much comfort. Instead, he turned his head to look at Ye Tao and Shen Tingbei.

"Two, our boss is here to invite you."

Shen Tingbei was still in a daze, Ye Tao had already led him out of the boxing ring, followed by the whining red-haired man and the man in suit.

The man in the suit didn't say much about Ye Tao's injury to the red-haired man, and even introduced himself in the car.

"My name is Zhou Yuan, and he is Bai Huohuo."

The red-haired man, Bai Huohuo, sat in the front row, and patted Zhou Yuan resentfully, "That man scolded me just now for spraying dung, why are you turning your elbows out, don't you like me? gone."

Zhou Yuan had no choice but to kiss Bai Huohuo's hand, then turned to Ye Tao and Shen Tingbei and said, "As soon as you two arrived, the boss said he would invite you to come over for a chat, Huohuo is not sensible, Don't take it to heart."

Shen Tingbei glanced at the fresh and refined Bai Huohuo in front of him, and nodded.

Ye Tao, on the other hand, took another look at Zhou Yuan and let him go without expression.Bai Huohuo saw Ye Tao's expression from the rearview mirror, and stuck out his tongue in fear.

This man is terrible.

It didn't take long to go cross-country before arriving at a Chinese-style building. The carved lintels and the neon lights outside reflected a strange sense of harmony.

Bai Huo got out of the car and acted like a baby with Zhou Yuan.Zhou Yuan had no choice but to carry his white fire on his back, and led Ye Tao and Shen Ting north into the mahogany door.

Shen Tingbei walked beside Ye Tao, his eyes kept on Bai Huohuo.

Ye Tao paused for a moment, raised his chin to face his face: "Is a bastard so good-looking?"

Shen Tingbei immediately waved his hands, frowned and whispered against Ye Tao: "The way he fought with you just now is very strange."

"What's weird?"

Shen Tingbei rubbed his chin, tilted his head and looked at Bai Huohuo, "Let me make sure again. But this discovery has nothing to do with the exit, it mainly has to do with cracking the town's situation."

Ye Tao nodded, and led Shen Tingbei to continue to look at this impenetrable house.

After Zhou Yuan led the two of them into a hall full of calligraphy and paintings, he went to treat the wound with his back on his back.

After the two sat down, a sister with a charming figure in a cheongsam came in. After serving a cup of tea for the two, she covered her mouth with a smile and ran away.

Shen Tingbei paused, "What's the situation?"

Ye Tao glanced at the potted green plant opposite them, and stopped Shen Tingbei from wanting to drink tea, "There is something in the tea. There is a camera in the green plant."

Shen Tingbei opened his mouth, and had to admit that he felt like an idiot in front of Ye Tao ever since he entered the Three No Matters.

Ye Tao rubbed the top of his hair.

There was a burst of applause from outside the hall, "As expected of Ye Tao."

Ye Tao and Shen Tingbei looked outside the hall.

Standing outside the hall was a tall and straight man with a temperament similar to that of Ye Tao, but with a feeling of uncontrollable irritability.

What is even more eye-catching is the hideous burn on his right face, extending to his right arm exposed to the air

He has no right hand.

The author has something to say: this town is almost half way through, and this is Chapter 99 of this book, so it is still very commemorative.So I coded up a little bit of broken thoughts, and I want to say them to everyone~

I never feel that writing a story has to convey something. For me, sometimes writing a story is simply to share some interesting plots and ideas.

But this small town, personally speaking, is a very important unit to me.

To write is to want to be able to reconcile with myself.

Some time ago, something happened that was not so bad if it was good or bad.To put it simply, my boyfriend's mother posted that I had a bad figure in Moments, so my boyfriend became an ex-boyfriend.

I have always been a person who deeply understands "stop loss in time", and the three-dimensional life is considered smooth, and I never thought that I would be connoted by an elder because of these things.

During that time, I kept telling myself that as long as your health is not affected, your current figure is the figure you are comfortable with, you like, and you are suitable for.

Besides, I'm not very fat.

But still can't stop the nightmare.

I dreamed that the aunt was holding a loudspeaker, standing on a huge playground podium, and shouting that I was a fat pig, a tank, and an ugly monster, and all the people standing on the playground were my friends, teachers, and teachers from childhood. family.

I can't see their expressions clearly, I just feel panic, I feel as if I don't deserve to be loved anymore.

I am ashamed of myself.

I feel that those achievements that were originally glittering to me have become as shit as myself.

After waking up from the dream, I would sit on the bed for a long time, then wash my face with cold water and tell myself that I have to continue my studies, the daily shift cannot be stopped, and I haven’t found a job yet.

Then force yourself to reboot and forget.

But I know that this is like a thorn in the palm of my hand. If I don't lick it, he will always be there with a dull pain, making it impossible for me to get over it.

Let me always wake up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night, and then sit on the bed for a long time.

I don't like to share bad things with people, so when I was laying in bed and sorting out the outline that day, I thought, otherwise, write it down.

The exit of this small town is too simple, and it may not match the overall style of painting, but I hope she can have a little influence.

Just like every now and then our eyes get watery from the little good things in life, I can send you a little bit of power.

The soul under the skin is all the same in the final analysis, good and bad, beautiful and ugly.Only those unique shining souls can make us fall in love and remain unchanged throughout our lives.

Now people always love to sell some anxiety, body anxiety, salary anxiety, gender anxiety.It seems that I am always pushed forward, that I have reached this position without being prepared, that I always feel that it is not enough, that I feel uncomfortable, and that the pressure is doubled.

Feeling sorry and ashamed even when I did a good job.

But just like my mother told me, the most important thing is that you like yourself, whether it's your body or your appearance, whether it's what you want to do or what you're doing.

"Go at your own pace."

"Only you can decide your life, your father and I will die."

In your own time zone, you are the centipede, constantly adjusting your own time: reboot, grow, age, come again.

exist forever.

I hope that as I type the last word in this town, I can embrace myself again.

Hope you can too.

(So ​​this is actually a very responsible spoiler: this town will be the warmest town in the whole book)

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