After I quit the Shura field, I'm really sweet to my rival

It turned out that there were only a few people walking on the side of the road and they saw that there was going to be a dispute, because they were all old people, women and children, so they had to move away quickly.

Shen Lu pressed Zhao Chenxing's forearm with her fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Try not to take the initiative."

The responsibility for the fight does not fall on them.

After a long time, Zhao Chenxing finally responded.

Huang Haowen glanced at the empty road around him, raised his eyebrows high and indifferent, "There's no one here now."

The blue-haired man with a bag and a stick beside him grinned, "Don't count on the security guards, they took it away with great difficulty, and they won't come here for a while."

Huang Haowen stared at Zhao Chenxing's widening eyebrows, which became deeper and deeper, and watched the two of them walking towards him, and they obviously didn't intend to run away.

His eyes lit up, he raised his hand and said, "This road is too narrow, let's go to another place to catch up on the old days?"

Zhao Chenxing had long since lost his feelings for Huang Haowen, or he was too lazy to waste his emotions on him, so he said lazily: "Recalling the old days, you have to bring so many people with you, and you still carry a stick? To be honest, are you afraid that you won't be able to beat me?"

As early as the first year of junior high school, when the end of the semester was approaching the summer vacation, he had already dared to single out Huang Haowen, and he actually won several times.

Given that he was not strong enough at the time and relied more on speed.

Huang Haowen looks fierce and fierce, but in fact he doesn't have much strength in fighting, he relies more on derogatory and despicable moves, or like now, relying on his own group of younger brothers to play awe-inspiring.

Zhao Chenxing had heard of this man when he was just ten years old and was still in elementary school in the suburbs.

He remembers clearly that the head teacher's youngest son was beaten badly by his classmates when he entered junior high school.

The perpetrator was Huang Haowen, who was making waves all day long. The reason was that he was exposed to find someone to do his homework for him.

Because of Huang Haowen's background, the homeroom teacher had nothing to do with him, so he had to let his youngest son drop out of school and transfer to another school to avoid further conflicts.

At that time, the summer heat had just passed, the autumn was cool, and the sky was still very blue.

Zhao Chenxing never thought that he would live alone in Zhao's family, and then he was arranged to enter the Experimental Middle School in Changhuai City. Not long after the semester started, he was followed by Huang Haowen, who was in the third year of junior high school at that time. Year.

Huang Haowen smiled, and actually showed a nostalgic expression, "You are afraid, Zhao Chenxing, right? Have you forgotten how you cried when you were beaten?"

Huang Haowen has a narrow face, close-set eyes, and hanging eye tails, which is a mean look that is not easy to provoke, but when he smiles like this, his facial features are wrinkled together and wrinkled, making him look even more cunning.

But in fact, in junior high school, Huang Haowen's appearance was not bad, with long eyebrows and slender eyes, he even looked a little innocent. A flattering smile to his uncle, the principal, could save many troubles.

It probably came from the heart, and after a few years, it became more and more unsightly.

Perhaps it was because Zhao Chenxing looked at him seriously, or maybe it was because his expression of "just listened to a fart" was too obvious.

Huang Haowen felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, and he was angry from the heart, suddenly retracted the corners of his mouth, and motioned to the younger brother beside him, "Go up, beat the one next to him first."

Zhao Chenxing kept it and cleaned it up slowly.

Lan Mao held the stick in one hand, tried the weight in his hand, tilted his head and called Hei Pi, and threw the stick straight away towards Shen Lv.

Huang Haowen said to the fat man on the left: "I guess a stick will do."

The fat man responded with a smile: "That's for sure, you're so weak, by the way, Brother Huang, how did he hit you last time?"

Huang Haowen took a sip, "I didn't pay attention, his driver suddenly jumped out and held me down, that kid hit me, got in the car and ran away after beating, damn it."

At that time, I was so angry that I didn't even write down the license plate number to check it.

The fat man was filled with righteous indignation, "Hey, then I can't let this go easily after the fight, I have to vent my anger on you."

Huang Haowen patted him, "Loyalty."

The fat man smiled naively. If he ignored the long tattoo on his neck, he would look kindly, "I've always remembered the relationship back then. If it wasn't for Brother Huang and the principal, I wouldn't have been able to go to school. I'll be there later." ..."

"Bam—"

"Snapped--"

There was a sound of falling to the ground.

Fatty's provocative reminiscence words stopped abruptly, and he stared at the tall boy in a daze. He kicked with his legs, circled his long arms, and punched with his fist. After two back and forth, the blue hair was thrown to the ground, and the stick Instead, it landed later.

And that boy was calm.

The fat man didn't recover, he just felt strange for a moment.

Blue-haired fights are famous for being fierce and flexible, and he may not even be able to fight well.

He took off his coat and made a gesture to help.

Heipi, the supporter, was stunned for a moment, then charged even harder, and threw the wooden stick directly at the person.

Just now, Zhao Chenxing, who was watching the play with his arms folded, was afraid that he would get in the way, and suddenly pulled Shen Lv over, threw the wooden stick in the air, and bounced half a meter high.

Zhao Chenxing bent down with a cold face, picked up the stone and smashed it, Heipi subconsciously turned around and ran away.

He ran fast, the stone hit the ground, and the broken debris splashed out, scratching his calf with pain.

Fatty pulled Heipi, and said humanely behind him: "What are you waiting for? Let's go together!"

He threw the mineral water in his hand, the plastic bottle burst and the water splashed straight up.

It's like throwing a cup for a sign.

Huang Haowen also came back to his senses early, grabbed the fat man with one hand, and said to Zhao Chenxing: "I didn't intend to beat you today, but I still say the same thing, you can call me big brother, and then you can stand aside."

Zhao Chenxing paused, and his memory was instantly pulled away.

This is really disgusting, just like four or five years ago

Zhao Chenxing grabbed the classmate who was beaten, Huang Haowen looked at him without blinking, "Don't meddle in your own business."

At that time, he helped the classmate whose mouth was ruptured and bleeding, and he didn't hear that he usually dragged him away.

A boy who was as strong as a cow and with a row of hair standing up in the middle stopped them, and he was about to beat them together in the blink of an eye. Huang Haowen said: "I think you are pleasing to the eye. You call me big brother. If you are my little brother with me, you can stand up." Go aside, I won't beat you."

And many times later, when the soles of the shoes rubbed my hands hard and struggled, a voice that was harsh and unpleasant due to the voice change period sounded above my head, "Why are you so stubborn? Your mother is dead and your father doesn't care about you. Your classmates dare not approach you now. I just talk to you, you don't mess with me, are you sincerely making me angry?"

So meet once and hit once?

"Brother Huang, he doesn't know people. It's useless for you to tell him so much! You dared to call the police last time. What happened? The police asked him to study hard!"

Zhou Pang laughed together.

"It's fun to beat him if we have nothing to do, call us next time we beat him!"

"Hey, he lost his schoolbag. He doesn't look like he can do homework."

"Don't kick him in the face, lest the teacher and my uncle see you doing radio gymnastics tomorrow." Huang Haowen said.

"Hahaha good! Keep this face."

"Hey, is he crying?"

……

Zhao Chenxing was in a daze for a few seconds, closed his eyes, and asked Shen Lu, "What did he say to you when he came to you last time?"

Shen Lv didn't hide it anymore, and seemed to understand, "He said, let me stay away from you, or beat me up, and I will strike first."

Zhao Chenxing hummed a syllable in his nasal cavity, and said softly: "He said that to everyone."

In the first day of junior high school, everyone around him.

Classmates, friends, familiar hawkers at the school gate.

Various ways to force him to bow his head.

Just fucking sick.

"Zhao Chenxing, I'm asking you something!" Huang Haowen said impatiently, "I'm back in the country now, if I want to punish you, I will treat you. Five people today, ten people next time, twenty people next time, think about it for yourself .”

Huang Haowen stood in the middle of the younger brothers, with a great reputation.

Shen Lu suddenly asked Zhao Chenxing in a low voice: "He used to be like this? A bunch of people hit you?"

Zhao Chenxing was unknowingly a little irritable, and didn't want to elaborate, so he just responded casually.

"Then I've changed my mind." Shen Lu said softly.

"Brother Huang, what are you talking about with them? Let's use sticks together." The fat man reissued sticks to Lan Mao and Hei Pi, full of spirit.

"That's right!" Lan Mao was still rubbing his legs, and when he saw Shen Lu's movements, he was taken aback for a moment.

"This person won't call the police, will he?"

Zhao Chenxing lowered his eyes and saw Shen Lu typing on his mobile phone as if nothing had happened, without the slightest panic in a dangerous place, as cold as usual, like snow on the top of a high mountain, ignoring the flames at the foot of the mountain.

The phone was quickly put away.

"Return to the group message." Shen Lu said to them, his brows and eyes softened, "Don't be nervous."

He lowered his voice to Zhao Chenxing again, "Let's procrastinate."

Zhao Chenxing's first reaction was that Shen Lu texted the police.

But can SMS alarm be so fast?Just now he caught a glimpse of Shen Lu who only typed three or four words.

In fact, it is not necessary. From the two strokes of Lanmao just now, it can be seen that this group of people has not improved much, at most it is an increase in strength, and there is a chance of winning two against five.

Shen Lv looked at his eyebrows, and suddenly said: "I know you can fight alone, but wait a minute."

Zhao Chenxing raised his eyes abruptly, his pupils trembled twice, he loosened his clenched hands a little, without making a sound.

The time they paused was actually only a few seconds.

Huang Haowen will do it later.

With a flash of thought, Zhao Chenxing turned his gaze, spread his hands, and said to Huang Haowen: "Don't think about it, don't you think the road is narrow and you want to find a spacious place to fight? Let's go."

Holding the stick in his hand, Huang Haowen glanced at Shen Lv defensively, then squinted at Zhao Chenxing, obviously thinking that he didn't know what to do, "Okay, I'll hit you until you're convinced. Go ahead, go to the back of that building space."

This road is indeed narrow and downhill. It was not originally a boulevard for vehicles. There are many trees and bushes on the side of the road, surrounded by stones next to the shrubs, and there is a convenience store on the side. People will pass by from time to time. It is very inconvenient for many people to fight. .

As for the open space behind the building, Huang Haowen and his group saw it when they wandered around. It was close, hidden, and spacious. Just like this road, it was difficult to install a camera because of the tall and lush trees. less trouble.

After all, it was the city center, and they carefully surveyed the areas where they could fight.

I just didn't expect to run into someone when I just came out to buy a bottle of water.

This kind of coincidence was very naturally summarized by them as a prelude to a fight that was as good as ever.

But there is one more problem.

Huang Haowen looked at Shen Lv who was walking unhurriedly two meters in front of him, and suddenly asked, "Aren't you and your driver both Lian Jiazi?"

"Huh?" Shen Lu paused, and replied in a good voice, "The driver is, I barely count? But I can't even beat Zhao Chenxing."

Zhao Chenxing, who was walking slowly, couldn't help but look at him, and didn't think about how he felt every time he was thrown.

The only time it was a tie was when the woods were flooded.

He remained calm, and Shen Lu replied with an affirmative smile of "That's it".

Huang Haowen frowned, because Zhao Chenxing didn't make a move just now, he thought he was afraid and hid aside.

Is Zhao Chenxing really so powerful now?

impossible.

But there are five of them in total, and they have weapons, so what are they afraid of?

And he hasn't made a move yet.

He is not without practice abroad.

Zhao Chenxing walked, slowed down, turned around, and said to Huang Haowen: "Do you think you can beat me now?"

Huang Haowen snorted, "Of course."

Zhao Chenxing originally wanted to talk to delay time until his eyes touched the distance, then he blinked very quickly and looked back.

He slumped his shoulders lazily, and murmured, "But you are already an adult, why do you still bully the little with the big and bully the small?"

Then he opened and closed his lips and said silently: Shall I lose face?

Huang Haowen raised his hand with a stick, and Zhao Chenxing nimbly dodged to the side, pulling Shen Lv some distance away from them.

Huang Haowen couldn't do it with one blow, and smiled with his mouth crooked: "There is no such thing as fairness in fighting. I can fight as I like."

"Brother Zhao!"

In the distance, there were several hurried footsteps.

Huang Haowen and the others held their sticks and looked back, only to see a few menacing boys running towards them.

Zhao Chenxing was far away from them, so he asked Shen Lu: "Did you just send them a message?"

Shen Lu shook his head, "No."

"Then why did they come here..."

The delay in this moment is actually only a few minutes, and the tip-off can't be so fast.

It's not that he didn't think about asking Fan Lin and the others to help, but after all, this was his own grudge from the past, so it's fine if it involves Shen Lv, and there's no need to involve others.

Fan Lin has rich experience in actual combat. Seeing that Huang Haowen and the others were leading the guys, he immediately dragged Chenzhou Qu Zicheng beside him to stop.

Huang Haowen glanced at them, smiled at Zhao Chenxing: "You have a lot of friends now? Do they know something about you? They dare to associate with you."

"Are these people looking for faults?" Fan Lin asked across the crowd.

The fat man cursed, "This is our brother Huang, get out of the way if you are sensible."

Fan Lin frowned, "I've never heard of it, Lao Qu, pick up bricks and beat them! Those who ride horses, come here to make trouble, and don't ask."

Qu Zicheng responded, and picked up the stone panting.

He has bad hands and feet, not very good at fighting, and it's okay to attack from a long distance to help him enjoy himself.

Chen Zhou rubbed his hands, "I don't have much experience either? Is this going to be a fight?"

Zhao Chenxing has already walked around very quickly, kicked the fat man along the leg, and stretched out his hand to push him, "You are responsible for making up the knife."

Shen Lv also leaned over, looked at the opposite side and raised his hand and raised his voice: "Don't worry, it's just lively when there are many people fighting, or go to that open space?"

Huang Haowen stared straight at them and could only respond.

There are not many roads left from the open space here, and it is inevitable to stare at each other on the road.

I don't know which moment it was, but just a few steps away from the open space, Lan Mao suddenly shouted: "The third one is coming! He brought the guy!"

The fat man couldn't bear it any longer, he swung his stick and hit him back.

Within a few seconds, the third child leaped into the battlefield.

In just a few minutes, there was no secret signal and no conspiracy. A group of people chased and fought, and within a few steps, they hit the open space that Huang Haowen mentioned.

For a while, there was constant friction of limbs and interlacing of sticks.

Six against five, armed with weapons, Huang Haowen almost thought that they would win.

Even if it's just started now, it's only a few strokes.

"Where's Shen Lu?" Qu Zicheng finally avoided the wooden stick and asked in embarrassment.

After playing for a while, he found that Shen Lu had fallen behind.

The man in the words suddenly turned his back and twisted the hand of the third child behind his back, panting with sprinting, "Here we come."

It was clearly winter, and suddenly there was a heat wave on the road.

There is no rhythm at all, but extremely swift footsteps from far to near.

A group of people stopped moving, Heipi's eyesight was poor, and he squinted, "Who is here? The police?"

But how come there are so many police officers.

Huang Haowen stared at the six or seven tall and strong people running over, gritted his teeth, "Police shit, they called helpers."

"Shen Lv!" The group of people ran to the front, and someone raised their voices and shouted, "It's just these bastards, right?"

Shen Lv gestured to them, then quickly leaned towards Zhao Chenxing, bent his lips and said to the person facing him: "I heard that you guys like beating, so let's have a good experience."

When the group of black shadows approached, Zhao Chenxing stopped to take a look during the fight, "Why did you call?"

Shen Lu said in a low voice: "My friends who went to participate in the Sanda class together in junior high school. It happened that someone in the group asked about the gathering next week, so I posted the location and asked them to come now."

There are quite a few people staying in the city center, or even No. [-] Middle School, and it doesn't take long to rush over.

Now there are not enough people.

Fatty and the others started to back away with sticks in their mouths.

"So you didn't let me do it just now?" Zhao Chenxing asked.

Shen Lv picked up from the ground the iron rod that fell from the hand of the third child when his hand was twisted, and raised his jaw sharply, "I wanted to call the police, but they should know that you can't afford to mess with me. You don't need to do anything, there are people Backing up. Who wouldn't use crowd tactics?"