Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Huang Mao, who took the lead, asked, "Do you understand?"

Everyone nodded: "I got it, the one with the long hair in the white down jacket."

It's best not to startle the scene when doing this, the game hall is noisy and the light is dim, but only in this kind of place can these people look around freely without worrying about being discovered by Dongge and the others.

One of them said, "Brother, when are we going to get him?"

Another said: "Snatch the person our elder brother likes, and I won't let go of my hatred if I live eunuch."

Huang Mao clicked his tongue: "It's enough to break a leg. It's hard for anyone to account for the death. When to do it, just listen to the hello."

After the simple summation was completed, the few of them went to play billiards together again.

Several young people were chattering and chattering, while the thin monkey walked up to Huang Mao with an open bottle of beer and two disposable plastic cups, and poured him a cup: "Go and see it. "

Huang Mao took out the crumpled group photo from his trouser pocket: "You take this photo."

Skinny Monkey: "...Is this the fucking one I gave you??"

"It's been passed around for a while, and you'll be satisfied if you look like a whole body." Huang Mao grinned and made an obscene gesture, "Whoever told you that the girls are all good-looking, they will just look at the photos by the way..."

The thin monkey rubbed the photo on the front of his shirt in disgust: "Do you know him well?"

"Not familiar."

The thin monkey stared at him: "You're patronizing masturbation, aren't you?"

Huang Mao waved his hand: "These fucking dancers all look the same at first glance, how do you recognize this?"

The thin monkey took out the photo and looked at it.

The white clothes and black trousers of the teenagers and girls inside were carefully selected from childhood, and even their bodies were of the same style.

The looks are indistinguishable, the clothes are exactly the same, and it is a group photo, but it is not the same at a glance.

Even a thin monkey has to count them one by one to recognize where his younger brother is.

Huang Mao took a sip of wine: "Isn't there a single photo of that kid?"

"My brother should have it, but he is very timid, we can't let him know that we do this kind of thing." The thin monkey said, "But the kid named Dong is quite famous, and the winning photos can be searched online. A lot."

Huang Mao said: "Farewell then. This group of bastards are all clamoring to beat up a fool who steals other people's wives; if you tell them to beat up a world champion, I think they will all be angry."

The thin monkey frowned slightly: "I'm afraid this matter will get into trouble, are they reliable?"

Huang Mao smacked his lips: "Don't worry. I've been familiar with the policemen in this small place for a long time. The surname Dong is not from a good background. It's just a small family. It won't make too much trouble. I'll tell you guys too. Alright, let's put on a play and turn this into a 'drunk brawl'..."

As he said that, he lowered his voice: "...At that time, even if they find out that Dong Ge's status is not ordinary, they will have to insist that it is a 'drunk brawl' for them not to squat. Let's help them raise compensation , and the sentence will be fifteen days at most."

The thin monkey breathed a sigh of relief.

If it is not a last resort, he does not want to find an unreliable brother.

But the one surnamed He was his younger brother's dish, and he might have to enter Lou's house in the future.I am also a frequent visitor to my cousin's house. If he gets knocked out by the surname He while hanging out with his brothers, then his brother will be finished. "

It's not easy for close brothers to come forward directly, so the thin monkey plans to pick a few face-to-face to start with.

Huang Mao patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Lou, don't worry if you leave this matter to me, I promise to make it look good for you."

The thin monkey reminded him: "One leg."

Huang Mao said: "One leg, don't need more."

The two looked at each other, smiled and clinked glasses.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the three of them came out of the game hall together.

Lou Sifan was a little unsatisfied: "Let's go now."

He Changsheng said: "Today I agreed with Mother Dong to go back for dinner."

Dong Ge: "Yes."

Lou Sifan didn't mind either, and said gently, "Then where are the three of us going to play tomorrow?"

He Changsheng took out the booklet from his pocket, and turned to the page where he took a lot of notes carefully.

There are really not many places to play in the small county, so He Changsheng put a lot of effort into alleviating Lou Sifan's knots.

He said, "Let's go to KTV tomorrow."

Lou Sifan suggested: "For KTV, how about going after the barbecue at night?"

He Changsheng looked at Dong Ge: "Go back and ask Mother Dong's opinion."

Dong Ge: "Yes."

He Changsheng said, "Don't keep 'hmm'."

Dong Ge thought for a while, and changed a synonymous sentence: "Listen to senior."

He Changsheng couldn't bear Dongge's use of the word "senior" right now, it was cold and nonchalant, but it seemed to be seducing people.

He Changsheng turned his face away, unconsciously: "...um."

Lou Sifan: "..." It would be better if I were blind.

He suppressed his impatience and said with a smile: "Contact me that night. I'll book a private room. It's tentatively scheduled from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the evening. How about it?"

He Changsheng and Dong Ge said at the same time, "Yes."

Lou Sifan: "...then I'll take you back."

He Changsheng said: "Let's see you off. Then the two of us will walk back." In this way, we can walk twice as far together with Dongge.

Lou Sifan gritted his molars sorely: "No need. I'll just go back by myself."

He Changsheng, who was making some calculations, was disappointed when he heard the words: "Huh?"

Lou Sifan resisted the throbbing veins on his forehead, and turned his back: "I'm going back."

Watching Lou Sifan go away, Dong Ge said, "Senior, you're home."

Having hoped but failing, He Changsheng was immersed in disappointment and couldn't extricate himself: "Yes."

Dong Ge looked at the boy's obviously lonely expression, and pursed his lips: "Senior, let's go to the barber shop."

He Changsheng looked at him.

Dong Ge rubbed his head: "I'll cut my hair." This way, the little boy can spend a longer time alone with his senior.

He Changsheng immediately agreed: "Okay. I know a good place to cut hair."

They walked across half of the small county town, and went to a small shop that was said to have a good haircut.

In fact, where does He Changsheng know of a good barber shop, this is the one that Lou Sifan often goes to.

None of them are talkative people, Dong Ge quietly cut his hair, and He Changsheng watched quietly from the side, and they both felt very at ease.

They stayed together until after seven o'clock in the evening before they returned home in three jumps.

As soon as he entered the house, Dong Ge was whipped several times across the head and face by Dong Ma with the bamboo broom that swept the bed.

Dong Ge felt a little wronged: "What are you doing?"

Dong's mother poked his forehead viciously: "Little calf, why didn't you go when you were asked to get your hair cut years ago? Haven't you heard of uncle who died after getting a haircut in the first month?!"

Dong Ge: "...I don't have an uncle."

Dong Ma choked, and pointed at Dong Feihong who was laying out dishes at the dining table: "Isn't there your uncle here?"

Dong Feihong, who was carrying the dishes, couldn't help laughing: "It's time to eat."

He Changsheng also pursed his lips and smiled.

Dongge's family style is completely different from the seriousness of Lou Sifan's family. He Changsheng really likes the tenderness of ordinary people in the market.

The next morning, Dong Ge and He Changsheng practiced on the ice rink at home. After lunch, the two went back to their rooms to take a nap to recharge their batteries for the evening.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, when Lou Sifan came to the door, Dong Ge and He Changsheng got up to pack and change their clothes.

Dong Ge said to Dong's mother while picking out a coat: "Mom, you don't have to wait for the door at night."

Winter's mother said: "Which KTV are you playing at? After the show, I will ask your uncle to pick you up."

Lou Sifan immediately said, "Auntie, don't worry. I'll send Dongge and the others back when the party is over."

Mom Dong: "Yo, what an embarrassment."

Lou Sifan smiled: "I'm the oldest, I should."

Seeing the three people walk out of the ice rink, Huang Mao, who was squatting on the side smoking a cigarette, observed the three of them and sent a text message to the punks who were ready.

"The target is a light blue coat with a hat."

"Don't touch people who wear red, that's the big brother's food."

"The time and place have been sent to you, and there is only one entrance and exit there. Wait for the opportunity."

By the time the show ended, the time had pointed to twelve o'clock.

The first lunar month is a day for family reunion, so there are fewer people who go out to have fun with friends at night. Many shops on the street have turned off their lights and closed, and only a few scattered shampoo shops are still lit.A few old couplets torn from the door were blown by the cold wind and flew all over the street, making a rattling sound, like paper money cut to pieces.

The KTV opened in a winding and dimly lit alley, and the three of them walked out of the KTV and walked through three alleys before reaching the street.

When passing through the second alley, the three of them heard out-of-tune singing from ahead at the same time.

Lou Sifan smiled slightly when he sensed the strong smell of alcohol approaching.

... Sure enough, it came.

It was not in vain that he euphemistically told his cousin where he sang K yesterday.

But he immediately put on a tone of extreme disgust: "Changsheng, Dongge, let's walk aside."

He Changsheng nodded, and stretched out his hand to hold the sleeve of Dong Ge who was walking in the outermost circle: "Stay aside."

But when the group of oncoming people got close at hand, He Changsheng realized what it meant to be inescapable.

Like bulls, they slapped Dong Ge's shoulders without dodging or evading.

Dong Ge was knocked sideways and threw herself into He Changsheng's arms.

Lou Sifan was angry, stepped forward, and yelled, "What are you doing?"

Dong Ge didn't speak, but He Changsheng was too familiar with the rhythm of "looking for trouble", so he stretched out his hand to drag Lou Sifan, trying to signal him not to confront this group of people.

But it's too late.

A fat man in the lead spit on Lou Sifan's shoes in a drunken mouthful of phlegm: "Yo, that's awesome."

Lou Sifan seriously accused: "The road is so wide, do you have to bump into people?"

The fat man said, "Hey, I'll hit you. Are you not convinced?"

Lou Sifan: "Why are you unreasonable?!"

The fat man grabbed Dong Ge's skirt, picked him up and pushed him on the gravel: "Hey, I won't reason with idiots anymore, what do you want?"

As soon as the words were finished, a group of people behind Fatty appeared like a ghost, and surrounded Dong Ge and the group from one side in a fan shape, cursing some dirty words.

He Changsheng rolled his eyes around.

There is a house nearby that is being renovated, with bricks and long wooden strips, everything is available.

The current situation is completely different from Dongge's first one-on-four match. The opponents are all adults, each of them tall and burly. There are six or seven of them. There are only three of them. In addition, there are too many tools here. Get up, you will definitely get hurt.

Especially at this juncture, when they're going to play in a few months.

Although He Changsheng is upright, it does not mean that he will do things beyond his control.

He knew that the only way was to run.

Fortunately for him, Dongge's estimate of his own strength is quite good.

He didn't go to provoke, but silently swept the dust on the skirt of his clothes, and stood up unsteadily.

Unexpectedly, when the fat man saw him get up, he raised his kick and kicked him up, just in time to hit him in the stomach.

This kick was really hard, and Dong Ge rolled several meters away.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Lou Sifan pushed the fat man and shouted, "Run!"

Dong Ge reacted very quickly, regardless of the pain, grabbed the sleeve of He Changsheng who was pulling him, turned his head and ran towards where they came from.

061 asked No.30 the same question six times, with unspeakable anxiety in his tone: "Do you want me to help?!"

Chi Xiaochi No.30 responded to him six times: "Wait."

061 trembled with distress: "You are injured! Soft tissue contusion..."

Chi Xiaochi limped forward pressing on the painful wound: "I found it."

As he spoke, he listened to the movement behind him.

... Those people did not catch up.

Lou Sifan didn't follow either.

When the bridge of the nose was hit by a punch, Lou Sifan couldn't react, and was forced to bend down by the soreness that made people cry.

He originally planned to push the fat man away, then go behind them, find a place to hide, let them catch Dong Ge, and then go through these familiar alleys, find Chang Sheng, and stage a rescue scene .

Unexpectedly, the fat man caught him, he laughed, and then punched him in the face.

Lou Sifan touched the obviously misplaced nasal bone, in unbearable pain: "What are you doing?"

No one responded to his question.

He was stomped to the ground, and fists and feet rained down on him.

He was like a sandbag, being smashed by countless fists until he lost his voice.

And just after tens of seconds of beating, the punches and feet disappeared at the same time.

Everyone dispersed, and Lou Sifan, whose face was full of sand, opened his blurry eyes and watched helplessly as the fat man in the lead picked out a piece of wood about the thickness of a big arm from a pile of wood.

no, no...

There must be something wrong...

Lou Sifan screamed, "Let go of me! I'm—"

The fat man didn't let him finish his self-introduction.

With the sound of the wind, the stick hit Lou Sifan's knee hard.

Lou Sifan couldn't even scream at once, his mouth was opened wide, his eyes were full of dirt and tears, and he collapsed.

And He Changsheng, who followed Dongge blindly for a hundred meters in the alley, finally realized that Lou Sifan hadn't followed.

He stopped.

Just as he turned around, a shrill scream was like the wheel of a truck, running over He Changsheng's nerves.

He Changsheng opened his eyes wide.

In the next second, he turned around and was about to run back.

Dong Ge grabbed him: "Why are you going?"

He Changsheng was so anxious that he began to cry: "Brother Lou! Brother Lou didn't come out!!"

Dong Ge was startled, as if he had just discovered it, took two deep breaths, held He Changsheng's hand firmly, bent down to pick up two bricks from a corner of the wall, and patted them into He Changsheng's hands: "Together."

061 was in a hurry: "What are you doing?"

Chi Xiaochi didn't respond, but moved his neck slightly.

061: "..." Damn it!

The two Lengtouqing were about to rush back with bricks in their hands, when a figure ran out from the sideways and grabbed one with each hand: "Dongge! Longevity!"

Dong Ge looked back, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment: "Uncle?"

The person who came was Dong Feihong.

He looked at the huge footprints on Dong Ge's body, and said anxiously: "What's wrong? Your mother asked me to pick you up, and I heard—"

He Changsheng trembled uncontrollably: "Uncle, something happened. Something happened to Brother Lou."

Dong Feihong said, "I'll go and have a look."

As soon as Dong Ge grasped his hand, his expression became tense: "There are many of them."

Dong Feihong said concisely: "Everything depends on me."

He turned his gaze to He Changsheng, his usually warm eyes were filled with cold light at this moment, and he ordered: "You two stay here, don't make trouble, and call the police immediately."

After that, he turned around and ran to the place where the screams came from.

But where Dong Ge couldn't see, Dong Feihong's eyes darkened completely.

He moved his neck bone slightly, and made two crisp bone clicks.

As soon as the two dialed the phone, they heard another heart-piercing howl coming from the same direction.

Both He Changsheng and the operator on the phone shook.

But fortunately, that voice did not belong to Dong Feihong, nor did it belong to Lou Sifan.

Then came another sound.

When the operator heard such a movement, he also realized the seriousness of the incident, asked the exact location of the fight, and immediately notified the police.

During the short call time of 1 minute, there were seven screams from the other side of the alley.

As soon as the phone was dropped, He Changsheng couldn't help worrying anymore, threw the brick, and rushed back.

Winter Song followed closely behind.

When the two returned to the alley, they couldn't help but gasped.

The seven people who surrounded them all fell to the ground, each with a very obvious injury of broken bones, and each of them wailed and wept unceasingly.

The fat man who was flaunting his power just now has now turned into a wriggling pile of meat, moving backwards with a broken leg in fear.

And Dong Feihong approached him step by step, with a creepy indifference in his eyes.

The fat man's eyes were red, his teeth were chattering non-stop, and he begged endlessly: "Brother, brother, please forgive me. Please forgive me, I won't dare again..."

Dong Feihong turned his head and said to Dong Ge: "Dong Ge, are they bullying you?"

Hearing this name, the fat man's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, his chest expanded, and the fat on his face trembled: "Dong Ge? Dong Ge...is he Dong Ge?"

Dong Feihong frowned: "What do you mean?"

Immediately, he sensed something was wrong: "Did you come to find Dongge on purpose? Did you do it on purpose?"

Before the fat man could speak, Dong Feihong swung his fist, hitting the wall next to his left ear.

Fatty could clearly hear the sound of rolling gravel coming from his ears, and Dong Feihong's lowered voice: "Speak."

The fat man didn't dare to imagine what it would be like to be punched on his head like this, and immediately cried and shouted: "It's the big brother...it's Lou Siyun! Lou Sifan's brother asked us to come and play Dongge, and he wants to fight Dongge!" A leg! We didn't come here on our own! . . . "

He Changsheng, who had just ran to Lou Sifan and knelt down to check his injuries, was stunned.

He stiffly shifted his gaze to the fainting Lou Sifan, his lips trembling slightly.

Dong Feihong noticed something was wrong, and forced to ask: "Then why did you recognize the wrong person?"

after an hour.

In the infirmary of the Public Security Bureau, 061 asked the same question to Chi Xiaochi, who had given the medicine.

"How could they recognize the wrong person?"

Chi Xiaochi carefully pulled off his coat: "Why wouldn't they?"

061 Silence: "...you already knew?"

Chi Xiaochi said: "There are too many loopholes. The location of the KTV, and the time I choose to sing KTV, are all wrong."

061 remembered.

Last night, Chi Xiaochi checked the specific location of the KTV after receiving the WeChat message that Lou Sifan had reserved a KTV room.

Chi Xiaochi held his stomach for a while and said, "I asked you to check Lou Sifan's family background many times. I already knew what social connections he has."

This is true, but 061 did not expect Chi Xiaochi to be able to clearly remember the information he consulted a long time ago.

Chi Xiaochi added: "These people followed us yesterday."

061 said: "...how did you find out?" Even he couldn't find out.

Chi Xiaochi said, "I am a star."

061: "...Huh?"

Chi Xiaochi said: "When I go out to throw out trash, there are six or seven paparazzi following me."

061: "..." Got it.

"I felt something was wrong, so I started to think of a way." Chi Xiaochi said, "With Lou Sifan's character, it is impossible for him to do it himself, and it is impossible for him to arrange for someone familiar to do it, so as not to involve him. Since these people treat us If you are not familiar with it, there will inevitably be loopholes in cognition.”

He rubbed the wound, and asked slowly: "Teacher Six, let me ask you, if you are not familiar with a person, what is the best way to identify him."

...of course a feature.

061 suddenly realized: "So, you went to get your hair cut yesterday..."

Chi Xiaochi nodded slightly: "After the biggest characteristic disappears, another characteristic must be changed."

With that said, he stood up, walked to the back of the chair, and picked up the coat that was draped over it.

—It was a double-sided coat.

The inside is light blue, and the white side turned out has a black footprint printed on it.

Chi Xiaochi held the coat in his hand, and wrote lightly: "Today, after Lou Sifan entered the house, I chose the clothes to wear out according to the color of his clothes."

061 gasped.

He remembered that Lou Sifan was wearing a dark blue coat today.

If you just look at it, it is of course very easy to distinguish between dark blue and light blue, but under dim street lights, people's vision will be seriously affected.

But in the KTV, when Chi Xiaochi took off his coat and put it on again, he naturally turned the white face out and stuffed the peaked cap into his carry-on bag.

In the eyes of the group of gangsters blocking the way, the three of them didn't wear hats, and lost their long hair as a reference. So, one person is wearing conspicuous red, the other is conspicuous white, and the rest is wearing blue, who cares? Is it dark blue or light blue?

At this point, 061 couldn't help but ask one more question: "What if he didn't intend to do anything. If he just wants to listen to He Changsheng, how about repairing your relationship?"

Chi Xiaochi blinked and asked, "Then if I cut my hair and change my clothes, will I lose anything?"

061:"……"

Chi Xiaochi turned his head and looked out the glass window.

Under the bright corridor lights, He Changsheng sat alone on the plastic bench, casting a long shadow.He stared at the floor with his head in his hands, wondering what he was thinking.

Chi Xiaochi said softly, "The person who has lost the most is outside."

061 thought, the person who suffered the most is clearly in the hospital.

At this moment, Dong Feihong was sitting in the interrogation room.

The injury report had just been delivered, and the police officer in charge of the investigation couldn't hide his surprise: "There is only one injury?"

The person who sent the report was also amazed: "Everyone has only one body, but every one is a fracture. The attack was steady and accurate."

The legal definition of bravery or self-defense is to stop a crisis in time, and if the opponent loses the ability to resist, if he beats or even kills the opponent, it is an excessive defense.

And this kind of ruthless strike against the enemy, no one can say that the person who hit someone was too defensive, but can only be regarded as an act of righteousness.

The police officer and his companions walked back to the interrogation room, sat down opposite Dong Feihong, and examined Dong Feihong's face.

Such a gentle man...

After asking the name, age and gender as usual, he asked, "Your occupation?"

Dong Feihong replied politely: "Cartoonist."