Spontaneous Combustion

As the night deepened, the food stalls ushered in more customers who went out to look for food, and the street full of round tables was full of people, and the voices of people tended to be noisy.

The two tables next to the late-night snack in the literary and art club were gradually filled with other diners. A group of people just arrived at the next table.

After the other party sat down to order, from time to time someone would look at Ruan Wei's table frequently, and even gather together to whisper after watching. The eyes were not malicious, but there was a straightforward and weird sense of inquiry.

According to the rules in the north, there should be a sentence at this time, "What are you looking at?"

If the other party followed the standard answer with "What are you doing", it's time to turn the tables and fight.

It is equivalent to the link in which people in the martial arts exchange names before fighting each other, and then they can start to compete.

Cai Mu frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "I heard that people in the sports institute are not easy to mess with. Those who play sports have too much testosterone and are easily irritable. Let's keep a low profile and ignore them."

After listening to Cai Mu's words, Ruan Wei, who was eager to try, suppressed her restless little fist, sneakily looked at the size of the people at the opposite table, rehearsed it in her mind, and came to the conclusion that she might not be able to beat them, so she quickly The "what are you looking at" that came to his mouth abruptly held back.

The members of the literature and art club who have been busy all day are like a table of hungry wolves. They added two more dishes and four pieces of beer. It seems that the supply is still in short supply.

Ruan Wei didn't put down his chopsticks until he was very full, took a sip from a glass of Sprite, squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and softly hummed an unforgettable tune. He hummed eight out of ten syllables wrong , and two spanned to other octaves.

Shen Tingmo silently pushed aside his leftover bamboo sticks, so as not to prick Ruan Wei who would get sleepy after eating, then turned the paper to him, took two and handed him two to wipe his mouth.

Seeing that they didn't respond, the people at the opposite table looked at them even more brazenly. Some even picked up their mobile phones to look at something, then whispered together and pointed at Ruan Wei.

Amidst the din of the night market, some fragmentary words drifted to Ruan Wei's ears.

"Yes, that's him..."

"I didn't see clearly on the stage just now... This face is so fucking exciting."

"Look at this leg, it's enough for me to masturbate three tubes without stopping..."

"I downloaded the video, if you want it, I'll pass it on to you."

"Fuck, I really want to pinch his waist... The girl from the dance department I was dating before didn't have this taste."

Ruan Wei could hear it, and Shen Tingmo, who had eyes and ears, could naturally hear it too. The hands that were originally resting on his knees were gradually clenched, the knuckles were bulging and white, and the backs of the hands were showing blue veins.

"I can't stand a straight man... I don't know what it's like for a man to do it. Damn, I can learn to go through the back door because of him."

"Aren't they all the same? They are both made of meat. Is there any difference?"

Obscene and obscene words came to their ears one after another. Several members of Cured, including other members of the club at the same table, frowned, disgusted by these unpleasant voices.

Unexpectedly, Shen Tingmo stood up suddenly and did what Ruan Wei wanted to do but didn't dare to do. He overturned a beer bottle, and most of the bottle of wine spilled out, even onto the neighboring table.

"What the hell are you doing!" One of the tall ones whose clothes were splashed stood up, pointing at Shen Tingmo and cursing.

Shen Tingmo didn't say a word, with veins popping out on the side of his neck, he walked straight over and punched the tall man. The wind of the fist blew across his face, and landed on the corner of the opponent's mouth, making a terrifying muffled sound.

"Fuck your mother!" The other party covered the corner of his mouth that was bleeding instantly, and stared back angrily.

Shen Tingmo gritted his teeth tightly, and swung his fist in angrily. The cold and alienated eyes seemed to be quenched by fire, bursting out a flame of anger that burned everything.

Seeing his companion being beaten, a table of big and tall people suddenly stood up, rubbed their finger bones, and looked provocative, trying to regain their posture.

The literary and art club is not easy to bully, they don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but it doesn't mean they will be afraid of trouble. The most rare thing among everyone is that the younger brother was molested with words, which violated the bond of this tight-knit group.

The people at the two tables here also got ready to stand up, both men and women looked fierce, and put on a desperate battle with the opposite side, and their momentum was not lost at all.

A cold light burst out of Xiao Wen's pupils, and she grabbed her freshly straightened long hair, tied it into a high ponytail with the rubber band on her wrist, then grabbed the empty wine bottle on the table, and slammed it on the edge of the table.

"If you have a dirty mouth, rinse your mouth with toilet cleaning spirit. The hippocampus is full of spongy bodies. Why don't you just take off your head and put it on your crotch, so as not to be embarrassing?" Xiao Wen spat, threw the bottle away and Overwhelmed.

Ruan Wei rolled up his sleeves, his eyes were burning with anger, and soon entered a state of complete explosion: "It doesn't matter if you haven't fucked a man before, I will let you bunch of stinky idiots taste what it's like to be pressed to the ground by a man!"

There are many people in the literature and art club, even if the group of sports students are all tall and strong, they don't dare to underestimate the enemy. The two groups fell into a melee in the blink of an eye.

Perhaps the owner of the supper stall had seen this kind of scene a lot, he yelled a few times and no one paid attention to him, and he didn't rashly come up to persuade him to fight, so as not to involve himself in it, he called the community police in a calm manner and asked the other party to come over Take control.

All of this was only a few tens of seconds. Amidst the rough panting of the scuffle, Ruan Wei was held in a stalemate by a big man's elbow. With skill, he slapped the opponent's face with a backhand. Make clear five-fingerprints.

Although Ruan Wei is thin and pampered to be tender and precious, but he has a kind of madness like going all out and risking his life.

At this time, he is like a little leopard ready to go, with a sharp back arched, a vigorous and agile body, with an unquestionable fierceness, ready to stick out his fangs and claws at any time, and leave a mark on the enemy. Fatal scars.

The man touched his red, swollen and stinging face, spat hard, turned around and tried to fight back, Ruan Wei was pushed violently by him, took a few steps back to relieve the force, and the chairs behind him slammed down a row.

Ruan Wei went forward fiercely, punched and kicked indiscriminately, grabbed the plate with greasy food residue on the table, and threw a strong wind on the opponent's head. The power may not be great, but it is really disgusting.

The man really became angry from embarrassment: "Fuck your mother! I beat you to death!"

Ruan Wei retorted: "Your dog's eyes must be blind. You must be bigger than you when you take them out. Who is afraid of you? You are a stupid big man. You can't lose face in a fight just by talking about it. I have never lost a fight!"

The fists and feet were blind, both of them saw blood in the close combat, and their clothes were stained with red marks, but they didn't have time to worry about where they were injured. Ruan Wei's adrenaline surged, and his blood seemed to be boiling. He had no distinction between the top sports students, and he faintly felt very happy.

The battle at Shen Tingmo's side was even more intense. The clear and cold Gaolingzhihua became really angry and turned into a bloody-eyed Asura Killing God. He stepped on one of his feet and restrained the other with his elbow. He used all his strength to hold the opponent's neck, the man's face was purple, and he moaned in pain: "Let go, let go..."

Putting the two down, Shen Tingmo glanced at Ruan Wei, saw the blood on his sleeve, his pupils dilated instantly, and his expression changed visibly with the naked eye.

Ruan Wei's opponent just picked up the plastic beer basket and threw it at him, facing the direction of the top of the head. Although the material of the plastic basket is not hard, it is blessed with huge force, and it will definitely bleed when it hits the head.

Shen Tingmo leaned over and kicked the man's chest violently. In the next second, the man was grabbed by the hair, lifted up, and then slammed to the ground. The bones of half of the man's body It seemed to be broken, and then fell to the ground, retching and wailing.

Shen Tingmo kicked away the plastic basket on the ground, his face was so cold that icicles could fall off, and he asked in a deep voice, "Do you still dare to smash it?"

Shen Tingmo has no doubt that if this person hurts Ruan Wei, he will break his hand, bleed him, and kill him.

Shen Tingmo kicked his stomach with his feet, his eyes were about to burst: "Do you still dare? Talk."

The man covered his stomach with his hands, feeling nauseous, the base of his tongue was gradually numb, he couldn't speak a word, his whole face turned purple and deformed, and a red halo appeared on the retina after congestion.

And Shen Tingmo, who was looking down at him coldly, didn't give in at all, and continued to exert force with his feet.

"Shen Tingmo! Forget it! Don't step on him!" Ruan Wei was afraid that something would happen, so he grabbed Shen Tingmo's arm, trying to tear him away.

Shen Tingmo hesitated for a second, but finally withdrew his strength.

The man was suddenly let go, and the blood flowed back into his chest. Like a distressed dog in the water, he lay on the ground and moved slowly, panting heavily.

Seeing that Shen Tingmo's expression didn't ease, Ruan Wei wrapped his arms around his waist tightly, trying to drag Shen Tingmo out of the battlefield.

Teenagers tend to be impulsive, and it is common for students to fight and fight among themselves, but if they really hurt someone's vitals and sent them to the hospital, not only will the school take a demerit, but they will also alert the police station. If it is serious, it is possible to be sentenced.

Ruan Wei didn't expect Shen Tingmo to be so vicious in a fight, he was a little scared, he just wanted to hide this god of death, so as not to cause a big disaster.

Ruan Wei could tell that the group of people on the opposite side also noticed that Shen Tingmo was the main force on their side.

To capture the thief, first capture the king, and hit the snake to hit Qicun. The opponents quickly gathered and wanted to bring down Shen Tingmo first.

The people on the other side were really irritated, and picked up stools and beer bottles one by one, trying to get serious.

At the supper booth, everyone who could be used, whether it was offense or defense, was used. Ye Chen picked up his bass, put it on his shoulder like a baseball bat, and passed Ruan Wei's violin as well.

"Junior brother, it's a bit expensive, life is more important, if you really can't do it, use this block, don't get hurt."

Facts proved that Ye Chen's precautions were timely. The group of lunatics on the opposite side threw the guys in their hands desperately, and the situation reversed for a while. The art club could only rely on defense to resist the offensive.

Taking advantage of Shen Tingmo's unpreparedness, the sports student who took the lead launched a sneak attack from the side, raised the wooden stool high, and wanted to smash it on Shen Tingmo's side neck, completely crippling his combat effectiveness.

In an instant, Ruan Wei's heartbeat stopped, and everything around him seemed to become a blurred and distorted space. In his eyes, only Shen Tingmo's back was real, and the stool hanging in midair.

The precarious scene completely cut off the extremely tense string in Ruan Wei's mind.

In a short time, Ruan Wei rushed over recklessly, waved the violin in his hand, and tried his best to block Shen Tingmo's neck. The violin wrapped in a nylon bag collided head-on with the chair, making a dull impact sound.

Ruan Wei's whole arm was numb, and the violent vibration was transmitted along the bones to the heart. He felt as if he had been shocked by a high-voltage electric shock, his fingers twitched and his heart ached.

Hearing the sound, Shen Tingmo turned around suddenly, his perceptive eyes were stained scarlet, kicked the man on the shoulder, kicked him half a meter away, and roared furiously: "Get out!"

Seeing that the fighting was intensifying, and the stools were about to be smashed, the owner of the supper stall shouted: "The policemen will be here soon! If you don't stop, you will be arrested and detained in the police station!"

I don't know who yelled first: "Enough, don't get involved, let's go first."

The group of sports students suddenly took the guy in, quickly assembled and evacuated in unison, and even asked the boss to settle the bill before leaving. It seemed that they were habitual offenders who picked quarrels and provoked trouble.

Ruan Wei was still immersed in the fear that Shen Tingmo was almost in danger just now, her eyelashes kept trembling, her scalp and tailbone were numb, her legs were trembling, her hands still did not dare to let go of the grip of the violin, and she stood precariously. In a mess.

I don't know how long it took, Ruan Wei suddenly felt a burst of unbearable fatigue, and the emptiness and powerlessness after the adrenaline subsided surrounded him.

Perhaps because he felt that there would be no more accidents, the little leopard put away its blood-stained claws and fangs, slowly gathered its upside-down back hair, and turned back into a limp cat cub, leaning on Shen Tingmo's shoulder with lingering fear say:

"Shen Tingmo, you scared me to death."

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