Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

A day passed quickly, Zhao Mo, Zhao Jun and Sanwa were all in school, Zhao Jianxin had to take care of the store, every day was so ordinary, busy but also fulfilling.

A few days ago, under Tang Jing's suggestion, Sanwa had skipped a grade. At that time, Zhao Jianxin went to Sanwa's school, and the principal he went to directly told him that his child's IQ was higher than ordinary children. After the baby did a few sixth-grade test papers, the bald old headmaster surnamed Xu nodded his approval for the child to skip a grade.

Fearing that the age gap would be bad for the children's growth, Zhao Jianxin and Zhao Mo discussed and let the third child go to the fourth grade.No longer needing to stay with a group of annoying children in preschool, Sanwa is also very satisfied, but he thinks it would be better if he can go directly to high school and go to the same class as his elder brother, so that he can keep an eye on people all the time up.

Elementary school ends earlier than junior high school. In the afternoon, Zhao Jianxin first picks up Sanwa and stays in the shop. When it’s almost time, he takes him home together to prepare for the two brothers who have to study by themselves in the evening. Cook and eat.When Zhao Jianxin was busy making desserts in the kitchen, Sanwa was doing her homework on the cash register in front of her, handing the packaged desserts to the customers and getting the money back.Such a cute little clerk is very popular with those customers. Those who come here often know that the owner of the Little Baby Dessert House has a very cute and smart child.

After dinner in the evening, Zhao Jun, who had already panicked like grass growing in his heart, took advantage of the spare time before going to study last night to urge Zhao Mo to go to the backyard.Zhao Mo himself had been thinking about this all the time, so he left his job early and called Zhao Jun to the backyard together.The backyard of their house is quite big, and the land has not been planted yet, so it looks very spacious, enough for them to toss about.Just don't make too much noise, because the courtyard wall is not high, and the backyard of Uncle Zhao's house is separated by a wall. If the noise is too loud, the fat aunt in that room may be recruited out.

Flying with the sword can be regarded as a basic skill that a cultivator must master. In fact, it is not difficult. Practitioners in the foundation stage can master it with a little effort.After the first few times of crooked flying, Zhao Mo mastered the trick, stepped on the broad body of the black sword, flew horizontally and vertically in circles in the backyard, and carried Zhao Jun and Sanwa separately After flying a few laps, even Zhao Jianxin couldn't help but go up and slip away to enjoy the feeling of flying in mid-air.

Because they had so much fun, they were almost late for evening self-study. Zhao Jun and his junior high school were far away, and it was Zhao Jianxin who drove him off on a motorcycle to rush to class.The No. [-] Middle School was relatively close to their home, so Zhao Mo rushed to the school on his bicycle, and entered the classroom by stepping on the class bell.

After sitting in his seat, just as he took out the textbooks to be used from the hole in the table, Zhao Mo couldn't help but glanced sideways at Li Haibin, who was at the same table.From the moment he sat down, the boy kept peeking at him, with a strange expression on his face, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Seeing Zhao Mo turn his head, Li Haibin quickly sat up straight, staring at his textbook, pretending to concentrate on reading.Seeing him like this, Zhao Mo didn't bother to say anything, and concentrated on reading his book.

At [-]:[-], the bell rang for the end of the evening self-study get out of class. Zhao Mo packed his schoolbag casually, and then hurried out of the classroom to find his bicycle in the carport.He rushed to the No. [-] Middle School on the Xishan side to pick up his second brother and went home together. Zhao Jun didn’t ride a bicycle when he left tonight. If Zhao Mo didn’t go around and take him back together, he would have to go from the Xishan side by himself. walk home.

Although Zhao Mo did not love Zhao Jun, the grown-up second brother, as much as he did to the third baby, but he had a lot of affection for this younger brother.Riding a bicycle is usually fine, but this time the black light made the second younger brother walk all the way home from the school on the west mountain, Zhao Mo couldn't let go of it.

In a hurry, he didn't notice that behind him, Li Haibin took out his new mobile phone from his trouser pocket with a triumphant smile, and made a call.

The evening self-study of the No. [-] Middle School was later than that of the No. [-] Middle School. Zhao Mo, who rode his bicycle as fast as a motorcycle, rushed all the way to the gate of the No. [-] High School against the wind, and the bell for the end of get out of class just rang.Zhao Mo waited at the gate, watching Dabo's students pouring out of it, poking his head to look inside, so as not to miss his younger brother when he came out.

It wasn't until the big wave of students in the front had almost left, and gradually only three or two scattered students on duty came out, that Zhao Jun, who was carrying a large black schoolbag, came out unsteadily from inside.He wasn't in a hurry at all, everyone hurried out with their heads buried in their heads, and he swayed out step by step like stepping on ants.

"Junzi! Come quickly!" Zhao Mo put his foot on the bike and called out to him. When he came to him, he patted the back seat of the bike to signal him to sit on it, and said to him: "Just you Slow down, stepping on ants in the back!"

Zhao Jun happily sat on the back seat of the bicycle, put his arms around Zhao Mo's waist, and replied with a smile: "I knew you had to come to pick me up, so you walked slowly on purpose."

"Hey! Don't hold my waist so hard, it's itchy." Zhao Mo shrank forward, said on his lips, pedaled the car and turned onto the road, and started riding home.Zhao Jun sitting behind not only didn't let go, but deliberately squeezed twice on the slender waist that feels good to hold with a smirk, causing Zhao Mo to laugh and ride the bike like a snake.

When I was riding out of the street, the street lights had become sparse. There were not many buildings along this section of the road, and it was considered a relatively remote section. After this section of the road was under the poplar tree where Zhao Mo and his family lived.After riding for a while, the two brothers were still talking when they heard the deafening sound of the motorcycle coming from behind.

Heavy motorcycles passed by their small bicycles, and the screeching sound of brakes pierced the night sky, making people's hearts tighten when they heard it.

One, two, three, four...nine, Zhao Mo stopped his bicycle, put one foot on the ground to support it, and counted in his heart, there were nine motorcycles blocking them, and the front, rear, left, and right were blocked tightly. It's just that the comer is not good.

There were more than nine people who jumped off the motorcycles. There were two people sitting in one, and two motorcycles with three people sitting in the backseat.When everyone stood in front of him, Zhao Mo counted, ho!Sixteen people!

Zhao Jun also jumped off the back seat of the bicycle and stood side by side with Zhao Mo. The expression on his face did not seem to be nervous or frightened at all, but excitement flashed in his eyes.

The person in the lead took off his helmet, and his bright yellow explosive head stood out among a bunch of colorful heads.A dozen or so young men who are not good at first glance surrounded Zhao Mo and his brothers in the middle, holding iron bars and steel pipes in their hands, and one person was carrying a handful of shiny watermelons. Dao, with a malicious look on his face.

Ma Qishi, the explosive head, was holding a half-meter-long steel pipe in his hand, with a face with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and he wanted to put on a high-spirited look, and asked Zhao Mo and the others with a smile, "" Which of you two is Zhao Mo?"

"Who are you?" Zhao Jun stepped forward to block Zhao Mo, and asked back with a more arrogant voice than him.Before he started to practice, he was not afraid of these street gangsters with his good boxing skills, let alone now, even if he couldn't beat these dozen people by himself, there was a big brother beside him!

His attitude really made the young people around them angry. A tall and strong young man with red hair spit on the ground, cursed angrily, and pointed the stick in his hand at Zhao Jun. , seems to be able to pounce at any time.

The explosive head was very calm. While pressing the bluetooth headset hanging on his ear, he pointed at Zhao Jun with the other hand and said, "Brother Long said that this is the younger brother Zhao Jun." He pointed his hand again. Zhao Mo, who kept frowning and didn't speak, said, "Then this is Zhao Mo, both boys look good."

After finishing speaking, he grinned grinningly, and said viciously: "I only blame you for offending Brother Long. Brothers, come on! Just don't beat me to death. Brother Long said, he will take care of the broken leg." carry around."

As soon as these words came out, a dozen or so little bastards rushed towards Zhao Mo and the others like hungry wolves pounce on sheep. Because they wanted to be ruthless, these people didn't need fists, just waved steel pipes and iron rods to kill them. He greeted the two people in the middle.Zhao Jun looked taller and stronger than Zhao Mo, and his appearance was very arrogant, so he received a special reception, and more than half of the sticks were aimed at him.

Even if he had confidence in his heart, his mouth was also very firm. Zhao Jun, who had really seen this kind of scene for the first time, was still a little weak, and couldn't help but take a step back.Zhao Mo, who was originally blocked by him, stepped forward in one step, and without talking nonsense, he did it directly without saying a word.

In less than 10 minutes, the dozen or so little bastards who had been barking their teeth and claws were all knocked down, lying on the ground moaning with their stomachs covered.At any rate, Zhao Mo had also learned boxing and tricks from Jiang Yunxuan, and he was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, so how could he not be able to handle these young people who are only better than ordinary people.

He left room for his strikes. Originally, those people would not be lying on the ground unable to get up, but Zhao Jun followed up with a lot of punches and kicks.The only young man with a flat head whose wrist joints were removed by Zhao Mo did so because he stabbed Zhao Jun with a watermelon knife and made Zhao Mo anxious, so he directly removed the joints and made him cry in pain.

The explosive head lay on the ground, and the bluetooth headset that was originally hanging on the ear fell to nowhere. Zhao Jun took care of both eyes and turned them into panda eyes.He was frightened by Zhao Mo's fierce skill of one against more than ten, he shrank his neck like a cowardly quail, and no longer dared to clamor about what to do to Zhao Mo and his brothers.

At this time, the piercing siren sounded suddenly.Before Zhao Mo picked up his fallen bicycle, two police cars stopped in front of them.Seeing the policemen from the police station who got out of the car in a dignified police uniform, the group of gangsters headed by Afro were a little flustered for a moment, but they all regained their composure soon.

Zhao Mo also panicked. He didn't expect the police to come. He has never been in close contact with the police a few times since he grew up so big. He even passed by the police station a limited number of times. How could he not be nervous when he encounters this battle now? !

Not only him, but Zhao Jun, who was originally full of pride, was also taken aback, and his face turned pale all of a sudden.No matter what, the two of them are two half-year-old boys under the age of 20. They have always done their duty, and they are usually afraid of being reprimanded by teachers in school, let alone the two police uniforms and batons in front of them. The police are gone.

Soon, a dozen gangsters and Zhao Mo and Zhao Jun were shouted and rushed into the police car. The door was closed with a "slap", and the two police cars roared towards the police station.

Not long after the police car drove past, a tall and thin figure came out from the darkness and stood at the place where those bastards were knocked down just now, his sneer sounded full of viciousness.

Li Haibin put his phone back in his pants pocket, knelt down and picked up a pair of pure white earphones that had been ripped off the ground, and said in a low voice: "You are good at fighting, but what good is it? It's a game, it's a game, it's no wonder Zhang Chenglong can let you go! Haha!"

There are not enough places in the police station, more than a dozen punks were locked together, Zhao Mo and Zhao Jun were locked together in a hut, and it was also to prevent them from fighting again.

After being shoved into the house by a thick-bodied policeman in his 30s, Zhao Mo lifted his handcuffed hands to the side of Zhao Jun, who was also handcuffed, and comforted him softly: "Junzi, don't be afraid, you're fine. .It was they who beat us first, and they were wronged. We were right, and the police will let us go after they find out.”

"Well, bro, I'm not afraid of this. I'm just afraid that the old man will be worried if he finds out." Zhao Jun stared down at the gleaming handcuffs on his wrist, and said listlessly: "We haven't gone back so late, the old man must Wait in a hurry."

"There are three children..." Zhao Mo looked at him, then looked up at the only small iron window in the room, also with a sad face.

The room was narrow and dark, with walls on all sides, and the tall transom windows did not let in any light because of the sky. Only some light came in from the iron door, making the room even darker and cramped.The weather in early spring has not yet warmed up. In such a small, cold and damp space, the two brothers standing inside looked very pitiful.

Zhao Mo pricked up his ears, let out his divine sense, barely covered the entire police station, and looked for the movement there with trepidation.

They were arrested by two police officers on duty at the police station. One was a thick, 30-year-old man with a swollen face;Two policemen drove a police car each, and sneaked nearly twenty young men into the police station.

The two police officers obviously recognized the group of Afro's. After shutting Zhao Mo and his brothers into the small dark room, they brought out the dozen or so young men with colorful heads and stood side by side in the big room.The older policeman obviously had more seniority than the younger ones, so he asked the gangsters in front of him impatiently: "Ma Shitou, why are you making trouble again? Zhang Chenglong is still lying at home, you can't calm down ah?"

Afro stood up, took out a box of cigarettes from his trouser pocket with a smile, handed over two, and said casually: "Brother Hu, Brother Cai, smoke. You have wronged me, how could I make trouble. This is a dragon Brother, he said that the two boys in the room were found out to be the ones who plotted against him a while ago, and he didn’t want to cause trouble for our police station, so let us brothers teach those two boys a lesson, just let it go.”

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, quickly dialed a number, then handed the mobile phone to the thick middle-aged policeman whom he called Brother Hu, and said, "Why don't you ask yourself Brother Long?"

"Exit anger? Look at what you guys are trying to get people to die. Why didn't people get killed, and you were put down first?" Hu Ziqiang said coldly while taking the phone, Putting the mobile phone to his ear, the voice immediately changed its tone: "Hi, good evening, Young Master Long, I'm Hu Ziqiang from the police station!"

I don't know what was said there, but I heard Hu Ziqiang's continuous response. After finally hanging up the phone, he suddenly darkened his face and said to the young policeman sitting next to him: "Xiao Cai, are you here?" This is for them to record, I went outside to have a look, Zhang Chenglong said that the director of the club will come over."

The young policeman nodded, watched him go out, and then turned around to concentrate on taking notes.

At this time, Zhang Chenglong, who was leaning on the big bed in his bedroom, was talking to his mobile phone: "Uncle Zhao, I'm really sorry for your trouble, I need you to come here so late..."