The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

Zhao Wen was surrounded by a group of bastards led by Zhao San, seeing Zhao San's ugly face, he couldn't help clenching his fists.

In the past, he would find an opportunity to send An Sheng a distress message in such a situation, and An Sheng would find a way to help him get out every time.

But this time...

He didn't want to tell An Sheng.

"Why don't you talk, fat man, that bitch can only be a coward," Zhao San gritted his teeth angrily and scolded, not knowing what to think, "I've been very unlucky recently, and you happened to hit me in the muzzle... "

Hearing Zhao San's words, Zhao Wen knew that he was going to lose a layer of skin today, and when he was about to cover his head and close his eyes, he happened to see Jiang Yingyu drinking water from a plastic cup.

"Hey!" Zhao Wen yelled at the top of his voice, and Zhao San was taken aback by surprise.

"I have someone, Zhao Laosan, I advise you to think clearly, my brother is not easy to mess with." Seeing Jiang Yingyu looking at him, Zhao Wen slowly raised his hand holding his head, pretending that he was actually He was stretching himself, "He has been a soldier, and you people are not enough for him to practice."

Zhao San didn't want to laugh when he heard Zhao Wen's bragging, who would he not know about Zhao Wen's side?As soon as Zhao Wen pushed his butt, he knew what color of shit he was going to poop. This was clearly deceiving people, trying to divert their attention and find a chance to escape.

The vendors around here have long been accustomed to this kind of campus bullying that is staged from time to time, so they can't see it, don't worry, wipe the sweat from their foreheads and continue to work.

Jiang Yingyu held the water and looked at it for a while. Isn't Zhao Wen not afraid of anything, but now he has become a lonely hero?

Forget it, it was none of his business.

He picked up his schoolbag and was about to go back to school, but suddenly he heard Zhao Wen shouting like killing a pig.

"Hey! Brother, you are here!!!"

Not to mention that Jiang Yingyu himself was frightened by this voice, Zhao San's hand that hadn't been pulled down just stopped again, and looked in the direction Zhao Wen was looking at.

"..." Jiang Yingyu was startled by the shout and turned around, only to realize that Zhao Wen was looking at him.

He originally thought that Zhao Wen would be embarrassed when he saw this scene, but he didn't expect Zhao Wen's eyes to send a distress signal to him!

In this way, the brother Zhao Wen mentioned who was a soldier is him!

Jiang Yingyu tightened his bag, looking at Zhao San and the others who surrounded him, feeling a little irritable.

He found that Zhao San could make his mentality explode every time.

Zhao Wen was held up by two other men who were as thin as two bamboo poles, and had dyed yellow hair and red hair respectively.

It's really rural!

"Hey! He is the brother you are talking about!" Zhao San pointed to Jiang Yingyu in front of him, "Who did I think it was? It just so happened that I still have a debt with him! Let's settle it together now!"

As he said that, seven or eight people brought by Zhao San surrounded them.

"Huh?" Zhao Wen was stunned. When did the two get married?

correct!

Zhao Wen remembered, that time in the smoking area!

Fuck, then I have to take the beating for him!

In fact, Zhao Wen never thought that Zhao San and Jiang Yingyu were obviously not the same time.

Zhao San lit a cigarette, and when he raised his hand, the tattoo on his arm was faintly visible.

"You all understand the calculation of this account, right?" Zhao San puffed out the cloud by himself, very bossy, "This kid, I don't want him to come to class tomorrow."

The implication is that today he must be so painful that he can't get out of bed.

Although Zhao San also knew that Jiang Yingyu was good at punching and kicking, everyone knew that two fists were no match for four hands, not to mention that he had so many brothers, he was afraid of him being a big bird!

Hearing this, Jiang Yingyu couldn't bear it any longer, burst out laughing, splashed the water in his hand on Zhao San's face, and extinguished the cigarette he had only smoked twice.

"If you want to do it, you can do it together, and the chirping and crookedness will make people die."

Before Zhao San could react, Jiang Yingyu made the first move by himself, and punched one person's mouth before he could close it.

The man covered his mouth reflexively and took two steps back. As soon as he took his hand away, he shouted: "My teeth!"

Zhao Wen was not a vegetarian either. The two of them were thin and couldn't hold him up at all. He broke free with a little effort, and quickly stood with Jiang Yingyu.

Crowds of people rushed forward, and greeted the two with sticks in their hands. Zhao Wen screamed while beating, the sound was miserable and funny.

Jiang Yingyu was also hit on the shoulder twice, but he didn't care about it. He only had one goal, and that was to stare at Zhao San and beat him hard. If someone hit him with a stick, he would beat Zhao Sanyi hard. fist.

Zhao San wasn't so weak at first, but when he met Jiang Yingyu with such a number of loops, he was grabbed and beaten after a few moves. It was all because of his stomach stuffiness, and he was hit on the stomach several times, which made him feel sick. He was just retching and didn't have the strength to fight anymore.

This approach can not only make you remember deeply, but also make you extremely painful.

First of all, you can’t eat because your stomach hurts, and secondly, because you haven’t eaten, you will be hungry, but you can’t eat, and so on.

"Hey! It's alright, it's alright, if you keep fighting, people will die," Zhao Wen hurriedly grabbed Jiang Yingyu, who was red-eyed, and he shouted at the group of people when he got out of the battle circle, "Hurry up and send them to the hospital, I'll take care of you!" Look at my brother, or he will really beat people to death in a while!"

The few people saw that Zhao San fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long time. It seemed that something really happened, so they hurriedly helped him up and left.

They were just thugs in the first place, and the boss is down, so why are they messing around!

Zhao Wensong let go of Jiang Yingyu's hand, "You don't really want to beat him to death, do you! What kind of enmity, what kind of resentment!"

"If you can't kill him once, he will come to kill you thousands of times." Jiang Yingyu put down his schoolbag and checked it. Fortunately, he had a lot of books on his back, otherwise those few sticks would not hurt for a few days. .

"Get...killed?" Brother!It's not good to just say whoever is killed...

Zhao Wen walked behind Jiang Yingyu, still digesting what happened just now.

An Sheng probably knew someone, Jiang Yingyu's red-eyed look just now made him a little scared, so he just grabbed Zhao San and beat him violently, the ruthlessness made him tremble now.

He was suddenly a little thankful that his plan hadn't been implemented yet, An Sheng was right, he really couldn't do it, this person was really not easy to mess with.

"Well... there is red syrup on An Sheng's desk, may I apply some for you?" The two returned to the classroom, and Zhao Wen pointed to An Sheng's desk.

Although he was carrying a schoolbag, he didn't wear much in summer, and his neck and shoulders were still swollen with several marks.

"...The other person is not here, can you turn over his desk?" Jiang Yingyu really felt a little uncomfortable after sitting down.

A little sore and a little swollen in the neck.

Zhao Wen just squatted beside An Sheng's desk and flipped over, "It's okay, he often flips over my desk too, and he knows how many hairs there are on both of our desks."

Since Zhao Wen also said so, Jiang Yingyu had nothing to say, and just watched Zhao Wen toss quietly.

Jiang Yingyu frowned and looked into An Sheng's desk, dazzled for a moment, "He's such a mess..."

There was no one in the classroom at the moment, so no one saw the two heads beside An Sheng's desk.

Embroidery needles, colored threads, bandages, glue, screwdrivers, and some weird things, what Zhao Wen took out from the table gave Jiang Yingyu another understanding of An Sheng.

An-Doraemon-Sheng.

"Anzi knows everything," Zhao Wenxian wiped Jiang Yingyu's neck with his hands while flipping through the potion with great difficulty, he said, "but he just doesn't like to study."

"..." Jiang Yingyu frowned, "Be gentle."

"Okay, okay," Zhao Wen changed his posture, relaxed a little, and said after thinking, "But Anzi is smart, and if he wants to learn, Tsinghua University and Peking University are not a problem."

"This is so awesome." Jiang Yingyu answered.

Zhao Wen only said, "I trust Anzi."

"An Sheng doesn't look like someone who doesn't study well, isn't he still the class monitor?" Jiang Yingyu tried to press his neck to see if his bones were hurt, "Why do you say that he is the bottom of the whole grade. "

Seeing that Jiang Yingyu had wiped it off, Zhao Wen wiped it off himself too.

"Then you don't seem to be good at studying, don't you still get full marks in the exam?"

"What did An Sheng tell you?" Jiang Yingyu asked.

"That's not true. I didn't talk to him much today." Zhao Wen paused for a moment with his hand applying the medicine.

Jiang Yingyu glanced at his desk, "That's why you read my book!"

This is an affirmative sentence.

"No..." Zhao Wen moved back a bit, "I just want to see what little secret you have."

……

are you crazy!

Jiang Yingyu's dislike was very obvious, and Zhao Wen rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

"Don't touch my things in the future, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and beat people up." Jiang Yingyu's tone was flat, but Zhao Wen was terrified when he heard it, and he responded repeatedly.

In fact, it can be seen from many things that Jiang Yingyu doesn't like others to touch his things, such as his seat. Wasn't he just thrown out by his collar? It's just that he was relatively naive at that time, and he was delusional about punishing others A meal, ashamed to say.

After this incident, Zhao Wen's attitude towards Jiang Yingyu has changed 180 degrees. Those who don't know may think that Jiang Yingyu gave him some kind of ecstasy.

In the evening self-study, Jiang Yingyu looked at An Sheng's empty stool, and his head was a little confused with the words on his back.

He was still curious why An Sheng didn't study by himself at night.

But he was not at all curious about why Zhao San wanted to punish Zhao Wen, which also made Zhao Wen strange.

Taking out his mobile phone to look at it, Wu Zhe sent him a message.

- is your cold better?

After reacting for a while, he replied: Yes.

In less than two seconds, he came back quickly.

- have you had dinner then

Jiang Yingyu took a look and put the phone into his pocket.

"...It's terrible." Zhao Wen looked at the meal card he took out from his pocket, and his fat hands felt a little sore.

It's over, when did it break in two?

An Zi wouldn't kill himself!

How much money is there in it...

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Thanks to the big baby DL for the rocket launcher, meme chirp.