Number one, I'm divorced?

The little boy stepped onto the DJ stage, and the people at the table at the front of the stage started booing, all of them had flowery arms and a sturdy figure.

At a glance on the weekend, you can tell that they are not from their place, and the locals will not have such a physique.

Although the little boy was a little scared, when the soundtrack played, he adjusted his glasses, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the weekend.

If someone is so ordinary that no one cares if he is thrown on the street, but when he speaks, everyone will stop what they are doing and turn their eyes to him.It was the person in front of him.

Clean, sad, the little white flower hiding, the little white flower looking up at the haze.That's the word that comes to mind for the weekend.

[When you walk into this happy place, carry all your dreams and thoughts on your back]

[With all kinds of makeup on your face, no one remembers what you look like]

【San Xun drunk you in the corner, stubbornly singing bitter songs】

[Listen to it being drowned in the noise, you pick up the wine glass and say to yourself]

[A cup of toast to the sun, a cup of toast to the moonlight]

【Wake up my longing, soften the cold window】

【So you can fly against the wind without looking back】

【Don't be afraid of the rain in your heart and the frost in your eyes】

【A cup to the hometown, a cup to the distance】

【Guard my kindness and urge me to grow】

……

Listening to this voice that doesn't belong here on the weekend, he raised his glass to the singer.

That's all, it seemed to arouse all the emotions of the guests.

"Boss, come to Budweiser! Free 2 boxes per table!"

"Boss, come on, don't go home tonight if you don't get drunk."

"This Mr. Qian..."

……

Watching the bartenders carry the wine on weekends, a smile rose from his mouth.Budweiser, do you want to be popular?Hehe, he is too familiar with the aura of the little boy, and it looks quite familiar.

The people at the front table ordered a few more songs. Obviously, Xiao Baihua didn't expect someone to order songs, and she was not very proficient. She didn't say thank you, and didn't introduce herself. She only chose those who could sing. Sing.

Looking at the group of people on the weekend, a man stared at Xiao Baihua. The man had short hair, leaned forward, supported his head with one hand, tapped his fingers rhythmically, and his legs were naturally spread apart. Facing the little white flower.Judging from his posture, this man is very interested in Xiao Baihua, and it is that kind of interest.

With a smile on his lips on the weekend, he finally remembered that on the day of admission, there was a boy with glasses who shyly greeted him and helped him complete the admission procedures.I also asked him if he lived in 313. 313?The dormitory assigned at the beginning of the weekend.It turned out that we really knew each other, my classmates!Jiangliu.

Zhou weekend poked Guo Yiming with his elbow, hooked his fingers, and the guy leaned forward and almost kissed Zhou Yiming's ear.

On the weekend, he took a slightly annoyed look at Guo Yiming with his eyes.

Seeing that Guo Yiming's heart trembled wildly.

"There's something wrong, can you call someone over?"

"What? A fight?"

On the weekend, he pointed to the group of people at the front of the stage with his chin as a gesture.

Guo Yiming covered his head, widened his eyes, and said: "You are a god, that is the wild bully from the north, we can't do it, I advise you to stop thinking about it."

"Wild Overlord? I'm really Concubine Yu. I haven't exercised for a long time. Look at my body today. If I don't find some stimulation, I'm afraid I won't be able to!"

Looking at those men who were getting more and more over the top on the weekend, they jumped onto the stage by themselves at this moment, and started squirming at Xiao Baihua.

But the person below was sitting firmly all the time, but instead of leaning forward, he was leaning back. He was watching a play!Also waiting, waiting for a suitable opportunity.

After Xiaobaihua sang the song, she said thank you, and ran to the back door of the bar as if fleeing.The strong men followed behind cursing, and the man who was sitting still stroked his hair, the Buddhist beads on his neck shook accordingly, and the tattoos on his arms flaunted wantonly, followed closely behind.

On the weekend, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, carried the Budweiser he had just finished drinking, and hid the bottle with his wide sleeves.He pulled Guo Yiming and walked towards the back door. The bartender stopped the two of them. Seeing that someone had gone far away on the weekend, he left Guo Yiming and ran out by himself.

How bright the lights in the bar are, and how dark the alley outside is, as if this is a perfect match.

The alley was filled with weird smells, urine, vomiting, and an indescribable smell of corruption.

The street lights were also dim, and Zhou weekend blocked the little white flower. Although he also looked weak, but Zhou weekend was tall and protected the people behind him in the shadows.

"Hehe, those little hands are thin and white. Don't hold the wine bottle, I have something better for you to hold, big and long!"

A few bald and sweaty men next to them laughed lewdly, "Hehehe".

Speaking lewd words, the man looked at Zhou Zhou's alluring body and white hands, and was about to bully him.

With a wicked smile on the weekend, he held the wine bottle to the man's heart.

"Come up if you want to die." Weekend said lightly.

"Oh, it's hard enough, I like it!"

"Hahaha, the money is not three, it has a handle, it's hard enough, aren't you afraid of breaking your teeth?"

"Boss, what do you say?"

The money was not three, and he looked at the little man with broken hair inquiringly.

The man waved his hand.

"Brother, I just want to invite this little brother to have a late night snack. You don't mind, too, for a favor?"

Weekend sneered, it's not like he hasn't seen men being raped and violent these days.

"What if I mind?"

The little man with shaved hair seemed to have heard a big joke, he turned his head to the side, and then turned his head, his eyes were ruthless.

"Then what are you talking about? Brothers, go!"

"Oh!"

On the weekend, he knocked a beer bottle on the temple of Qian Busan who was closest to him.

"Run!" Weekend pushed a handful of little white flowers.

Xiao Baihua was stunned for a moment, and in the next second, she ran away.

Dodging the oncoming punch on the weekend, he rubbed his numb wrist from too much force just now.

The beer bottle was broken, exposing the pointy glass.

The blow on the weekend was hateful and accurate, and hit the opponent's cheekbone under the temple. It couldn't kill anyone, but the opponent was not much better.

Qian Busan lay on the ground and howled.

"It's delicious."

Seeing that weekends are not a good thing, Xiao Suifa became interested.

He picked up a broken shovel next to him.Bow down and knock on the weekend with your right hand.

The key points of a person are nothing more than the head, neck, chest, abdomen and right hand.Obviously, small broken hair is more about experience.

But Little Broken Hair didn't expect that Weekend was still left-handed. After a few rounds, Weekend punched him in the face, and the shovel in his hand was caught by Weekend again.

Xiao Suifa's eyes were full of vigor, he didn't expect that the boy in front of him, who looked like he had no flesh, actually restrained him.But just in time, the opportunity came, Xiao Suifa had a burly body, lacked flexibility, but had plenty of strength.As soon as he pressed against the weekend, he pressed his hand against the wall.

Weekend also saw this man's idea. He turned sideways, put his legs against the wall, grabbed the shovel by bending his knees, flipped over, turned over from Xiao Sui's hair, and used the shovel to lift Xiao Sui. The hair hit the wall, but the gap of the back was exposed.

"Snapped!"

Over the weekend, my back felt numb and the stick broke.This should be the wooden stick left by the previous decoration workers.

It was so hot that the pain hit, and his body softened over the weekend, but he still pressed against Xiao Sufa's neck tightly, the rusty shovel still left traces of the cement, fortunately there was still cement, otherwise with the sharpness of the shovel, I'm afraid that this little broken hair's throat has been broken at this time.

Weekend's hat had come down when he flipped over just now, revealing a beautiful face. There was no moon at this time, but everyone seemed to be shrouded in moonlight, hazy and sad.

The little broken hair looked at Zhou Zhou's face in anger, opened his mouth slightly, and smiled meaningfully at the corner of his mouth. This smile made Zhou Zhou feel sick, just like the smell here.

His hat was dropped on the weekend, which destroyed the hostility in him.Because his face was too upright and too gloomy.