honey has fallen

Yan Buxi had practiced some self-defense skills, and when the two fell down, she didn't stop for a moment, and her elbow hit the ribs of the man who was strangling his shoulders accurately. Buxi took advantage of the situation and grabbed the wrist and threw the man over his shoulder neatly, then knelt on one knee on the shoulder blade, grabbed his arm and twisted it with his backhand, and a wailing sound came from his mouth.

Several of the onlookers took a breath, and the sound hurt.

The fallen one pulled up a section of the fence from the flower bed and hit Yan Buxi, the mud-stained wooden raft sliced ​​through the air, making the sound of hunting.Yan Buxi went up to him, slashed his hands, grabbed it and pulled it back. When he was about to grab it, the half-dead drunk lying on the ground who had been beaten suddenly looked back, his eyes widened and he rushed over to hug his leg tightly. Another person saw it. In the neutral position, he took off the belt and put it over his head to strangle him. Yan Buxi grabbed it in mid-air, but he couldn't exert force. The belt and his hands tightened around his neck.

All this happened in an instant, and the man holding the wooden fence looked at the gap and kicked Yan Buxi in the stomach.Yan Buxi endured the pain and lowered his head, the man pulled out the stick and took the opportunity to hit it on the back of the head.

The dirt on the fence burst into the neck, and when the wooden stick was only a few centimeters away from the hair, a sudden kick from the side kicked the person directly.

The man had strong legs. After kicking him to the ground, he slid several meters away. The wooden stick fell beside him, and the man never got up again. He slowly wriggled and rolled on the ground clutching his left rib, tears came out in pain.

The person who came was also a young man, tall and thin, with a high bridge of nose and good-looking facial features. The most attractive thing was the pair of dark but cold pupils. There was no expression on his face. Bring out the switchblade, the bright silver blade is cold and cold under the colorful neon lights on the opposite side, he is not like Yan Buxi, who is full of dry air, staring at the person rushing over, grabbing his arm neatly and moving forward Stretching, turning the knife behind his back to cut a circle of bloody gashes on his forearm, all this is like a specially trained thug in a movie.Dark red blood oozes out.

Although it was only a minor injury, the bright blood seemed to have directly sedated the drunks' minds, and they all became sober all at once.

Tang Yuning knew very well that to deal with these cowards who used alcohol to embolden their courage, it would be better to shed some blood than to have their arms and legs broken.Press down with the back of the knife and stomp sideways on the shoulder of the man, knocking him to the ground.

"Stop beating! Stop it!" At this moment, the police rushed into the crowd with batons, and yelled at several of our people in circles. "Don't move!"

Tang Yuning raised his hands above his head expressionlessly, and there was even a touch of proficiency in his movements. The blood on the switchblade in his hand blended dreamily with the changing neon lights behind him.

Someone in the onlookers said: "A group of idiots, they don't choose a place to fight. This place is just across the street from the police station. Wherever the rats dig holes, they will be watched."

The leading policeman was obviously surprised when he saw Tang Yuning, and then used a stick to pick up the few who were lying on the ground and took the two of them back together.

It wasn't until she was sitting in the living room to be questioned that Yan Buxi's acrimonious aura dissipated little by little. She stood upright and answered every question, not at all like those in front of her who curled up with their crotches Just as cowardly as a turtle grandson who has just been castrated.

After finishing the notes, he and Tang Yuning were both students, and after being criticized and educated by the police uncle, they were released after paying a fine and compensating for medical expenses.As for those grandchildren, because they are all adults, after the 1080P monitoring was called out, the provocation of Pengci was clear, and they were awarded the [-]-day prison meal award.

After leaving the police station, Yan Buxi and Tang Yuning stood under the streetlight at the entrance. Compared with the commercial area on the next street, it was quieter here, but there were faint smoky hawking and talking and laughing at night.Yan Buxi took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him. He shook one out and lit it in his mouth. The street lamp hit his face, and asked with a teasing smile on his lips, "Why are you here?"

Like Yan Buxi, Tang Yuning is considered a rich young master, and he is a member of Yan Buxi's social circle who stands in the Yan family's position.Tang Tong and Yan's often cooperate, so Yan Buxi and Tang Yuning have known each other for a long time, but it was only two years earlier, because before that, Tang Yuning had been studying art in Fei Leng Cui, and no one had Having seen him before, Yan Buxi was a little surprised that he would show up there this time and even take out a knife to help fight.

Tang Yuning took the cigarette and lit it with a frown. "Passing by." His skin is very fair, giving people a sense of sickness. He is about the same height as Yan Buxi, but his body is much thinner than Yan Buxi. When Yan Buxi saw this person for the first time, he felt like a cold Lie Dagger, that face has never expressed any expression, the eyes are a little empty, and the corners of the lips are drooping even under natural circumstances, making people unable to feel the desire to get close.

Yan Buxi has long been used to this mournful concubine's face, scratched her hair with her little finger pinching a cigarette, and said with a little embarrassment: "The fine just now, I will pay you back later." Money has been really tight recently, and I have not started to make money. I'm in debt.

Tang Yuning replied. "casual."

It was past nine o'clock, and Yan Buxi touched Tang Yuning and he hadn't eaten yet. They happened to have a fight together, and he should treat him to a meal. He went down the steps and waved his hand casually to the side of the road: "Come on, buy you a drink, going or not."

Tang Yuning exhaled a mouthful of smoke rings, unexpectedly did not refuse, and followed Yan Buxi to the red lights and feasting at the end.

The two returned to the commercial street just now.I can't go to bars and nightclubs because I don't like the current level of pockets, so I found a food stall nearby and ordered grilled skewers and beer.

In the midst of noisy laughter, Yan Buxi pried open the beer and filled Tang Yuning's glass. "I'm so shy in my pocket, so the Great Painter of Tang will have some drinks first."

Tang Yuning did not speak. He held the white glass beer mug with his slender fingers and drank half of it. This man was a painter since he was a child. His hands were long and white, and his fingertips were still glowing.Tang Yuning is now a well-known painter in the field of oil painting. Yan Buxi is a little surprised. The artist at the top of the ivory tower is unexpectedly down-to-earth. Sitting here, he quickly gets along with this smoky and noisy environment Together, there is no violation and discomfort.Thinking back to the first time I brought a Yuanmou man here, even though that man was so poor, he still timidly worried that the bragging greasy man next to him would drop the wine bottle and eat the overlord's meal, and repeatedly pointed at the meat stick. Wipe again and again.

The sizzling skewers were served, Yan Buxi was not so particular about it, he picked up a shaken skewer and stuffed the extra chili into his mouth, and greeted him vaguely. "Eat, you're welcome."

Tang Yuning didn't go to get it, but just leaned on the back of the plastic chair and drank beer in sips. She didn't like seeing his tender and even lazy appearance, and couldn't help but think of the time when she and Tang Yun were playing games in the Internet cafe when they first met. The man curled up on the sofa chair in the Internet cafe in the same way, the smooth neckline Adam's apple made his heart beat.

He was wandering around there, Tang Yu Ning lowered his eyes, staring indifferently at the oily skewers on the table in front of him, amidst the shouting and bullying.

"If you don't like it, have you ever loved someone deeply?"

"Ah?" Yan Buxi bit the skewer with a dazed expression.

The author says:

This little Tang is also surnamed Tang~