The same table is always testing the edge of the fried hair

This wave of four-on-seven set off quite a commotion on Golden Street.

While dragging the tables and chairs that still had health points away from the battlefield, the store owner patted his thigh and shouted: "Stop hitting! Stop hitting! Take your life!"

The battle didn't last long. The sound of police sirens circled the streets of Jin Street, and then four or five heavily armed policemen ran in, pointed at the scene of the fight with batons, and ordered: "Stop all hands! Raise your hands and squat down!"

Xia Ci withdrew his fists, walked to the side and found an open space to squat down, and after a while, a black hat approached beside him, panting and said, "Little brother can't tell, you are very good at fighting."

Xia Ci ignored Ye Kong, and looked at the phone when the police were not paying attention. No matter whether it was a phone call or a message, it was still blank. He sighed helplessly and put the phone back in his pocket.

The squatting and dishonest brother next to him was not discouraged if he didn't get a response from the person he was chatting with, and asked persistently, "The wound on your face was also caused by a fight?"

"What's your name?"

"Are you Meng Yue's friend?"

Facing the beeping machine next to his ear, Xia Ci held back for a while, tilted his head and asked, "Your family lives by the sea?"

Ye Kong shook his head: "No."

Xia Ci: "Do you care about the width of the beach if you don't live there?"

"..."

"Are you still chatting? Hurry up and follow the people in front! Go to the intersection and get on the police car!" The police comrades admire the psychological quality of these two people. We all cried together.

City C City South Public Security Bureau.

Eleven people squatted in two rows in the interrogation room.

"Quiet!" A male policeman picked up a black gel pen and knocked hard on the table twice, finally suppressing half of the humming sobs below, "Seven people can't beat four other people, how dare you cry? "

Brother Hongmao was bitter, and the sixth brother below was even more bitter. They never thought that the brother with the gauze on his head was so good at fighting, and the black hat who would admit cowardly in case of trouble was even more capable of fighting.

The two punches were fast and hard, one white and the other black, it was frantic.

Meng Yue tilted his head and glanced at Brother Hongmao's V-neck T-shirt that had been dyed brown, and whispered with a suffocated laugh: "Lao Xia, you did a great job! Without your trick, I would have hiccupped on the Golden Street Shit."

Xia Ci rubbed his nose, feeling that the smell of spices in the air was a bit pungent, "He wants compensation, I'll pay him another custom-made, spicy version."

Meng Yue was not held back and laughed out loud.

In the melee just now, brother Hongmao was defeated by Meng Yue, so he grabbed an iron stool nearby and threw it at Meng Yue. Xia Ci was far away, and there were blue and green hairs around him, so he picked up a bowl in a hurry The spicy lobster that hadn't been eaten just now was thrown over, and the spicy red-haired brother immediately dropped the bench to look for water.

"Why are you laughing! Be serious!" The policeman prepared the materials and began to ask, "Who will explain the situation at that time?"

The red-haired brother, who was wearing a spicy smell, raised his hand first, stood up excitedly, and looked aggrieved, "I will tell you, uncle policeman! Let me tell you!"

"..."

"Who is your uncle? How old am I?" The policeman almost slapped the table angrily, "You call the police comrade! Squat down!"

"All right, all right, Comrade Policeman," Hong Mao squatted back again, "The thing is, today is a big day for me and my brothers, so we have dinner on Golden Street."

The policeman interrupted him, "What big day?"

Brother Hongmao scratched his head and hesitated, "It's hard to say..."

The police comrade frowned, and Huang Mao's mentality collapsed in an instant, and he confessed tremblingly, "Yes, it is the day when we... Qinglong Gang was established."

"The Qinglong Gang? Are you filming TV dramas?" the policeman snapped, "Let me disband on the spot."

When it was established and disbanded on the same day, the four people squatting next to it didn't hold back, and all laughed out loud.

Xia Ci glanced at Ye Kong next to him from the corner of his eye, and found that this person had long eyelashes like a small fan, a straight nose, a beautiful and delicate jaw line, and a porcelain white canine tooth when he grinned.

I have to say that the black hat is quite handsome, but he is a little bit of a locomotive.

"Be serious!" The policeman patted the table, warned the source of the laughter, and then signaled the red hair to continue.

"My brothers and I were eating braised duck heads, and then suddenly a motorcycle drove in. It is no exaggeration, and the sound was so loud!" The red-haired brother danced and gestured, "I shook my hand, and the duck head fell off. Put it into a bowl, look, the soup has stained my clothes!"

Only then did the police comrade notice his clothes, and finally discovered the source of the spicy smell. At first, he thought that the clothes were originally like this.

"It was just a little dirty, this person is this person!" Brother Hongmao pointed at Xia Ci, "He poured a bowl of spicy lobster on me directly!"

"Stop it first," the policeman stood up holding his nose, and took out a white T-shirt from the closet next to him and handed it to the red-haired brother. "You go to the back and change your clothes first, the smell is too strong."

Five minutes later, the police comrades looked at the clothes with the four characters "all-round well-off" printed on them, and smiled with satisfaction.

The red-haired brother changed his clothes and continued, "It doesn't matter if the motorcycle jingles once, but within 10 minutes, he rode in again!"

This time he pointed at Ye Kong.

Police Comrade: "What motorcycle?"

The red-haired brother hurriedly performed a ventriloquist in public, imitating the sound of a car.

The south of the city belongs to the old urban area of ​​City C. The main road has not been widened. During the rush hour, traffic jams for an hour or two are common.

Therefore, this kind of motorcycle that is fast, noisy, and likes to run around is not allowed, let alone being ridden by minors.

Before the police could ask any questions, Ye Kong said in a low voice, "Uncle Police, listen to me, this is how it happened."

Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound, and suddenly found that the school uniform that was originally tied around his waist was now neatly worn on his body, the collar was turned up without a single wrinkle, and the earrings were taken off at some point. The market, the city's three good students who were brutally bullied.

"Today is the day when my good friend was discharged from the hospital," Ye Kong said while putting one hand on Xia Ci's shoulders, with a miserable expression on his face.

Xia Ci instinctively resisted, but Ye Kong gripped him even tighter, motioning him to cooperate, "We haven't seen each other for several years, I heard about him today, and went to find him immediately after class, wanting to give him a surprise."

"Our school is in a remote location, and it's not easy to take a taxi," Ye Kong conceived a drama of socialist brotherhood in minutes, "Time waits for no one, I don't know when my good friend will leave, so I hurriedly borrowed a taxi." A motorcycle, just to meet him."

Xia Ci: "..." See you, Magji.

"The noise of the car is too loud, which has affected the order of the city. I'm sorry, uncle policeman, for causing you trouble."

The story was written in a smooth manner, and the attitude of admitting mistakes was sincere and firm. After listening to the police, their faces eased a lot, and they all applauded, saying, "Have the courage to bear mistakes, and correct them when you know them. This is what a successor to socialism should be like!"

Brother Hongmao was in a hurry, "Comrade! Don't listen to these two grandsons acting! Just now they beat me the hardest, and now they are pretending to be scholars here. Comrade policeman, don't trust him!"

"Why are you arguing! Who are you calling grandson?! If the Public Security Bureau dares to curse at someone, the crime will be aggravated!"

The police just checked the records of the gourd babies one by one. They are all young social youths with records. I already have a bias in my heart.

"Our boss said that we must create a harmonious society, take a step back, and endure a moment of calm. A harmonious society depends on everyone's peaceful coexistence to maintain it!" After finishing speaking, the policeman looked at Brother Hongmao, "This little classmate already knows I realized my mistake, how about you? What else do you want to say?"

The police comrade’s words were really majestic, and the red-haired brother immediately died down, “No, no, I want to respond to the party’s call. A harmonious society is the most important thing.”

It was already one o'clock in the morning. Given that the fight was stopped in a timely manner and did not cause too many adverse effects, and both parties realized their mistakes, the police filled out the form and said, "Young people, don't be impulsive when you encounter problems. I will let you go back today. It won’t be so easy to get out if you commit another crime next time.”

"And your motorcycle. I won't confiscate it this time. I won't take it as an example. Your brother has seen it too. Return the car as soon as possible."

Ye Kong nodded frequently, with a cute face, "Thank you, Uncle Police, for your understanding."

"Very well, both of you will send a representative to shake hands and make peace, so as to ensure that there will be no more conflicts in the future."

As soon as the request was released, the gourd boys were timid and did not dare to have contact with the black hat again. The sixth brother took a small step back in a tacit understanding to highlight the red-haired brother.

Ye Kong yawned, and lazily walked towards Brother Hongmao.

The air pressure was too strong, and the red-haired brother took two steps back in fright, "Comrade police, watch out! If you dare to use force, I will call!"

Ye Kong walked up to him, put his hand on Brother Hongmao's shoulder, and then showed a loving and peaceful smile, "If you don't fight, you won't know each other. From now on, you will be my half-brother."

The words were sincere and without any ideological baggage at all. The police comrades were very satisfied and released the people in batches.

As soon as they left the police station, before Meng Yue and Bo Ge had time to praise Ye Kong's acting skills, their ears were picked up, and their feet dared not touch the ground.

"Mom, mom, tap gently! My ears are going to fall off!"

"You still know I'm your mother?! The teacher called and said that there is no one in the dormitory, and then the police station called! Do you want to go to heaven? Are you trying to piss me off?"

"..."

Brother Bo wailed continuously, and the 1.8-meter-long man was stuffed into the back seat of the car like a chicken being carried. Before he could leave any last words, Momma stepped on the accelerator and the car drove away.

On the other side, Yue's mother was a little more gentle, and when she saw Xia Ci standing beside her, she stopped, "Xiao Ci?"

Xia Ci smiled lightly: "Aunt Wu."

"Why are you here?" Ms. Wu reached out and touched Xia Ci's face, "Why are there bruises all over your face? Who beat you?"

Xia Ci: "When I went downstairs, I accidentally fell and went to the hospital for two stitches."

"Why are you so careless?" Ms. Wu's eyes were full of distress. She watched Xia Ci grow up, and she treated him more or less as her own son. "Do your parents know when you go back to City C? Do you want to go to live with your aunt at this late hour?" ?”

"They are still abroad, and when they left, they said they wanted to start a project," Xia Ci shrugged, "I'm such an adult, they won't worry about it."

Ms. Wu said, "Parents have endless worries. You should call them frequently to reassure them, do you know?"

Xia Ci nodded and forced a smile.

Ms. Wu said again, "Let's go, go to live with my aunt, tomorrow I'll go buy some delicious food for you."

"No need, Auntie," Xia Ci temporarily found an excuse, "I ran out of the hospital, so I have to go back."

"Then I'll take you there, it's all over."

"The hospital is not far away," Xia Ci pointed in the direction, "It's only two steps away, you and Meng Yue should go back first."

Ms. Wu felt that Xia Ci was a little embarrassed because she hadn't seen her for a few years, so she didn't force her too much. She just reported a series of phone numbers and said, "Then you call Auntie when you arrive at the hospital. If you want to eat or need anything, I will call you." explain."

Xia Ci: "Well, thank you, Auntie."

Meng Yue followed Ms. Wu into the car, and before closing the door, he gestured for Xia Ci to make a phone call.

In an instant, Xia Ci and Ye Kong were left at the gate of the police station.

Xia Ci didn't speak, and stepped forward to leave.

"Little brother, you are not mean enough," Ye Kong chased after him, "They are all people who have been involved in the game together, how can you say that they are half brothers in need? You don't even say hello if you want to leave."

Xia Ci: "Then I'm leaving, goodbye."

"Okay, what's your name?" Ye Kong said, "I just heard his mother call you Xiaoci?"

"You and Meng Yue should be young, right?"

"Don't tell me, your acting skills are pretty good. There is no hospital in a hundred miles around here."

Xia Ci stopped, and said patiently, "I've already said hello to you, why are you still following?"

Ye Kong: "I didn't follow, I'll go to Jin Street to pick up the car."

Xia Ci glanced at the signboard on Golden Street in front of him, and chose to shut up and continue walking.

"Small words..."

"Fuck! My surname is Xia!"

Ye Kong: "Xiaci, it's quite nice."

Xia Ci snorted: "Thank you, your name is nice too."

Ye Kong smiled brightly, "Do you know my name?"

Xia Ci: "I don't know."

"Then remember, my name is Ye Kong, the leaf of the leaf, the sky of the starry sky.

The author has something to say: Why is Brother Kong so talkative to Brother Ci?

Because of his color control