Duckling Notes

The strong smell of alcohol sprayed on the back of my neck, and he took out my trouser pocket.I was really taken aback, and then I felt that I didn't bring much money in total, so just grab it, this manpower is very strong, and I have never won a fight since I was a child.

"Hey, buddy, take the money if you want it. Don't press me so hard, can you?"

"Oh," he laughed, and his voice was really unpleasant, "I've been waiting for you at the bar for more than half a month! 3000 yuan, half of which was spent on the wine, so I had to rob you first, get enough [-] yuan, and then go whoring You, you say okay?"

Depend on! Tmd back up a little bit, drink cold water and stuff your teeth.

This is robbery and rape!

I smirked, "That's no problem, let's open a room. I just want to find someone for company today, and I don't want money."

The guy fumbled for my belt, "I can't wait. Here it is."

I held on to my belt and refused to let go, "Look, it's so dirty and gloomy here, I can't even get hard. Let's move to another place."

"I fuck you, why are you so hard?"

Depend on!It is tolerable or unbearable!This kind of person probably wouldn't have come out with a cover. Losing money and body is a minor matter, but contracting a disease with the prefix A is a serious matter!Seeing that he couldn't touch my belt for a long time, he must be very drunk.So I made up my mind and struggled desperately.

The two of us wrestled in the small alley. He was strong, but not sure; I was weak, but my head was still clear.I beat and scolded, kicked and kicked, rolled and crawled, and my target was the entrance of the alley not far away.When I got there, there were more people, and I was safe.

I was often punched, but the sense of fear in my heart drove me to struggle desperately towards the entrance of the alley.

When I finally achieved my goal, he was halfway there, pulling my trousers up to my knees.

"Help! Robbery! Rape! Call 110 for me!"

When I was still fighting with him, people passing by called the police, and the security guards and waiters from the nearby bar came out and pulled the bastard away.I quickly jumped up and pulled up my trousers. I don't know where the belt went, it probably fell in a small alley. Tmd, dog food falls in there too.

His face hurt, he was punched twice on his cheekbones, and when he lowered his head, his body was bruised and his T-shirt was almost torn.But I don't think that bastard is much better. I kick people all the time.I didn't know whether I touched a brick or a stone in the alley just now, and it hit his forehead, and now he is bleeding.His white shirt was stained dirty.

I kept cursing, trying to go up and punch him a few more times while the security guards stopped him, but someone stopped me again: "Xiao A, the police are coming soon!" It turned out to be the bosom brother.

As I said, there are a lot of fights in the bar street, and generally no one fights, the most is to call the police, and the most people watch the excitement.

I turned my head to thank my confidant brother, and was about to accuse this man of shameless hooliganism when the police car arrived.

The police on Bar Street will come soon, because there are too many accidents in Bar Street, and now it is the crackdown period, so there is a police car parked at the intersection of Bar Street, on duty every night.

So I was taken to the police station with that bastard.

Of course, without interrogation, who knows which of the two of you will pick the other? If you say rob, rob.

After the police came, I didn't mention the word rape again, and when I couldn't lose my life, I knew it was embarrassing.

Taking a statement, I said that I was robbed by this guy while walking in the alley, and he took my wallet away.If you don't believe me, turn his pockets.

But the police came back after the jerk's statement, and asked me, "How much money do you have in that wallet?"

"There are still more than 50."

"You just fought him for more than 50?"

I lied, "He also asked me the PIN of my bank card."

The policeman, who was fatter than the manager of Hot Pot City, smiled contemptuously, "That guy said he wanted to rape you. Both of you are gay. In this case, the nature of this case can only be classified as a fight, not a robbery."

Everyone knows that robbery is much more serious than fighting.

I also imitated his contemptuous smile, "What's wrong with homosexuality? Do you care about your father's business or your mother's business? Homosexual robbery and rape are not guilty? Gay being robbed and raped is considered a fight?! You wait , I’ll find someone to rape you after I go out! Anyway, it’s enough to pay for the medical expenses, right? Is the bastard who robbed me your father or your mother? You protect him like this? Huh?”

So, I was punched by the police, and I was detained for assaulting the police.

I was treated well. I was locked up with a dozen people. There was no bed, bedding, or chair, but the bastard who robbed me was not in there.I looked around and squatted down in a corner.

A good-looking policeman asked me if I wanted to call, and I shook my head.

It was already two or three o'clock in the morning when I was locked in, and everyone in the prison was also drowsy.A small dim light hung on the ceiling, feeling like it would go out at any moment.

I sat there staring at the little lamp summing up my unlucky day.Well, after twelve o'clock, it should be the next day.Then sum up for two days.

Yesterday, I suddenly found out that two men really loved me. One of them I thought he lied to me, and the other one I thought was just a bastard who didn't pay back the money.Then, one died, and the other went on a blind date to have a child.

After twelve o'clock, I encountered a robber and a criminal again. Although I failed, I don't think I will see anyone again in a week or two.Then I met a cop who was even more of a jerk than the mugger, and I yelled at him, so I got locked up for assaulting a cop.The police comrades told me viciously, just wait for these fifteen days to be severely tortured!

After being beaten up by that policeman, I felt at peace in my heart.

I didn't feel sorry for Yan Gewei, nor did I feel sorry for Lao Xia.After being beaten like this, the guilt in my heart was evened out.

Well, I deserved to be spanked.I'm sorry for Yan Gewei's thoughts on me, and I'm sorry for Lao Xia's kindness to me.And I also think that I still want to live such a comfortable duck life in the future.

So, let the revenge of the police comrades be more intense.

I laughed at the thought instead.It is very conspicuous in a group of drowsy or flustered people.They looked at me a few times, but no one paid any attention to me.

After a while, a guy across the street asked me, "Why are you locked up?"

"Robbed."

The fellow sufferers became interested and gathered around to ask me what was going on.

I haven't had time to explain it in detail.Someone came to the prison door from the outside, "Who is Anping?"

By the way, I used my real name because I was afraid of being suspected by the police with a false identity (I don't know whether the police are as magical as I imagined).I hate this name, my name is Anping, my brother is called Ping An.Because one of my parents is surnamed Ping and the other is surnamed An.What an uninspired lazy name.

I raised my hand, "I am."

"Someone is coming to fetch you." After the policeman finished speaking, I saw Xing Zhaohe standing at the door, frowning, not planning to come in.

"Come out quickly, it's dirty and smelly." He said very disgusted.

The police opened the door, and I came out honestly. When I walked to the door, Xing Zhaohe's brows were frowned, "What did you do?! Did you get beaten by the crowd?"

Then he drove me home.When I asked, it turned out that the bosom brother called and told him.

On the way, I told him everything about the robbery.He kept rolling his eyes at me.But he didn't scold me again.

"Take a good bath and wash away the bad luck on your body!"

I obediently went to take a shower, because I was sleepy, and I didn't have the strength to confront him again, so I washed myself and went to bed.I have that bastard's blood all over my clothes.

But he didn't let me sleep after washing.

Sitting on the sofa, without turning on the TV, he asked me, "Why did you go to Bar Street to pick up your dog? Didn't you pass by Yang Xing's house? It's still so late, and you left before nine o'clock."

I was so sleepy, "Can we talk about it tomorrow, I'm so sleepy."

He seems to have made up his mind to use fatigue tactics to bombard me, "If you don't explain what happened today, don't even think about going to sleep! Who did you meet with, what did you say, what did you do? Tell me clearly. I will call to check. of."

I lamented again, "You are not my father!"

"Say!"

Well, in order to be able to sleep, "I'll help you take a bath. I'm interested in washing, so I went to find Jin Zinan. Jin Zinan's love was at his house, so I left in despair. Looking for Lao Xia, I didn’t answer the phone. I went to find Brother Xiong. Brother Xiong didn’t love men. After chatting with me for a while, he sent me away. I went to the bar to find someone. I haven’t found anyone yet, just in the small alley He was beaten up. Well, before he had time to pick up Qiangqiang, the dog food was thrown in the alley." See, it was that simple.

"So, the reason for this bad luck is that you are in heat?"

"Don't say it so badly, okay? I just want to find someone, um, to comfort me. Jin Zinan is the best candidate. He is the most like Brother Yan. I mean in terms of temperament."

"Jin Zinan can't do it, can he find someone else?"

I nodded casually, anyway, in your eyes, I'm just this kind of person, so don't worry too much about it.

Xing Zhaohe got up and approached me, "Then I should be fine too?"

I swallowed my salivating water and nodded, but I pointed to my face, "Wait until I get better, otherwise I'm afraid that you will urinate as soon as you raise your head when you do half of it." After I took a shower, I looked in the mirror, no It was too scary, but the cheekbones were blue, the chin was red, and the forehead was swollen.I can see people in a week.

Xing Zhaohe grabbed my yukata (actually it was his yukata, I don’t have my clothes here), carried me to the bedroom and threw me on the bed. People will go to jail to pick you up."

The author has something to say: I moved in the past two days, and the network cable in the new home has not been connected, so I had to finish coding at home, and took it to the unit to hide from the leader to update.

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