My youth love story can't be so scumbag

Chapter 92 is almost over, bear with me

On the sofas around the pool table sat a dozen or so punks between the ages of 18 and 20.Among these gangsters, the only girl who sat down with a blank face was the top student in Baisi who had a very different style from them.

The one who was looked up by all the other gangsters was a short man with slack eyes. While rubbing the pool cue, he looked at Fang Yuan who was motionless on the sofa with a smile, and then casually asked the duo of fake cigarettes: "Is she the president of your student union?"

"Yes!" The fake cigarette duo nodded quickly.

"Hoho, it's interesting." The flat-headed hanger stared at Fang Yuan's white silk legs, and the corners of his mouth curled up.Seeing that the fake cigarette duo was obsequiously going to lift Fang Yuan's skirt for him, he immediately gave him a cold look, "Don't move."

"Ah? That... She reported us for selling cigarettes. Are you really going to teach her a lesson?" The counterfeit cigarette team was a little puzzled. Call it a gentleman.

"Stupid, lifting your skirt and picking your pants is called rape." The short man picked up the cigarette butt, flicked it lightly at the collar of one of the two fake cigarettes, and just slipped it in, then said with a pleasant smile , "Don't touch her now, and you can't touch her at school, understand?"

There are many ways to corrupt the white silk girl, but the short one likes to use more gentle methods, such as ruining her reputation and turning her into someone like himself.To some extent, it is much more efficient and interesting than forcing her to commit crimes

"Okay! I get it... I get it!"

The cigarette butt burned the skin, and the heart-warming heat spread throughout the body, but even so, the fake cigarette man did not dare to take out the cigarette butt without authorization.After all, all he could do was to keep nodding to please the short big brother.

"Crack!", continuing to rub the cue stick, the short lobster shot the last bouquet into the hole, and laughed loudly, "There is only black 8 left, and you will lose eight balls in this one!"

"The devil knows that you cleared it with one stroke! I'm here to give you money." The short, slanted-eyed opponent with curly hair scratched his head and said irritably, "After hitting the last black 8, change. "

"Hey." Bending down, the short man set up his stick, ready to forcefully push the white ball and drive the last black 8 into the hole violently.

Suddenly, he felt a resistance, and the other end of the pole seemed to be poking at someone else's body.And when the short man looked back in confusion.A slap hit him directly in the face.

The crisp applause echoed throughout the billiard room.

"..." Fang Yuan's eyes widened, feeling uneasy at the scene in front of her.

"It's so noisy, be quiet, silly (beep)!" The middle-aged man, who was at least two heads taller than the short man with hanging eyes, stared at him viciously.At the same time, behind this middle-aged man are two big men of the same size as him.The three of them stood together, like professional wrestlers, terrifyingly strong.

Touching the corner of his bleeding mouth, the short man raised his head slowly with hanging eyes, staring at the man who was two taller than him, without squinting, like a stubborn wolf.

"Slap!" Another slap, the tall, middle-aged man slapped the short man hard, towards the other side of the corner of the short man's eyes and mouth.Blood seeped more and more.

"You (beep——)!"

The dozen or so gangsters on the side of the short man's hanging corner eye all stood up, including the duo of fake cigarettes, and surrounded the three big guys together.

"A bunch of idiots (beep)!" The big man didn't panic at all, and scolded coldly.

Then, his third slap was raised high and then fell quickly...

empty!

At the same time as the slap, the short man with hanging eyes jumped up with both feet at the same time, and stared directly at the strong man's abdomen.This flying kick was so powerful that even a strong man of that level had a deep dent in his abdomen, and immediately fell to the ground with a bang.But at the same time, the short man who lost his center of gravity also fell to the ground.

Grabbing the cue stick at hand, the short man with hanging eyes immediately got up, gripped the end of the stick tightly, then jumped up, and swung the whole stick at the big man who was still on the ground. strength.The solid wood billiard cue hit the big man with a "click" and broke in the middle.

"Ah—" The hog-killing cry came from the big man on the ground, and a bloodstain gradually dyed the entire abdomen in an instant.

However, this was not enough, the short man lifted the broken stick, and swung down four more sticks desperately.

The big man is like a monkey in a circus. In order to avoid the whip of the animal trainer, he struggled desperately and let out a horrible cry.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Fang Yuan was speechless in astonishment, feeling that every inch of her body was being invaded by the chill.

This is a real bad thing, Tang Yi let himself avoid it, don't meddle in other people's business, this kind of person is right in front of you.

And the fake cigarette duo met the sense of sight again.

This kind of fighting is not something that high school students can do.

This big brother will definitely be able to beat Tang Yi!

Such a cruel and bad method is so desirable!Follow him, it's really amazing!

"You!" The companion of the felled big man pushed away the other gangsters who were blocking him, and hurriedly stood in front of the short guy, Diao Jiaoyan, to stop his beating.

However, he stopped again, because the short guy was holding the broken pool cue and pointing at himself with the jagged end of the broken wood chips.

"You..." The middle-aged man took a step back, looked at the dwarf and lunatic in front of him, felt a little terrified in his heart, and after lowering his head to stare at his blood-stained companion, he felt a sense of nausea.

Finally, escaped.

At this time, the broken billiard cue pointed at another person.

Another one went.

In the entire private room, only the table of the short guy hanging around and the middle-aged man writhing in pain on the ground remained.

"Turn it aside, when he wakes up, help him get some front teeth out." The man with the crew cut and slack eyes told his younger brother with a smile, then turned his head to stare at Fang Yuan, squinting his eyes.

Fear, deep-seated fear.

Why, am I here?

Fang Yuan felt utterly suffocated, because her correct views all along had been subverted.The so-called rules, Fangyuan, may really be just a child's play.

"Hey! Are you still coming? What about the high school student who fights like a ghost, and the very fierce little lady?" the short man asked the duo of fake cigarettes with his eyes hanging.

"It should be!" said the fake cigarette duo tremblingly

"Oh." The short man looked at the two trembling high school students from the corner of his eyes, and showed a relaxed smile, "Don't worry, I will cover you, no matter if it is a high school student like a ghost or a fierce girl."

"Hmm!" The fake cigarette duo completely surrendered.

"Is it a ghost high school student? Or is it Meng Taimei? Hehe, it's like playing house." Holding the billiard ball in his hand, the short man said boredly.

With a sound of "Bang!", the door was directly kicked open.

A dozen gangsters, a dozen pairs of eyes, all focused on the source of the sound.

Tang Yi, with his hands in his pockets, lowered his head slightly, stared at the short man with hanging eyes for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand and put it on his chin.

That happened to be the visual position of the short man's hanging angle eye height.

Chapter 93 The counting ball

Fang Yuan seemed to easily accept that Tang Yi would come here for her sake.Of course, it doesn't mean that it is Tang Yi's duty to save himself.Rather, Fang Yuan knew that Tang Yi, a "scumbag" with six feet on his back, was really a human being, and he would definitely come.

This is what makes you feel more guilty and blame yourself.

In the student union room before, Tang Yi mocked himself almost out of control, which turned out to be a kind of tenderness that was inconvenient to express.

The result was also the same as that Tang Yi who likes to play tricks imagined.Even if he warned the duo of fake cigarettes out of justice, school rules, and for their good, what he got was not gratitude, but revenge in despair.It's like the father of the armed police who was killed by the other party in order to persuade the bad boy to turn around.There is no reward for kindness, and even saying not to repay it has become the greatest kindness.

Tang Yiquan was right.

She cannot become an envoy of justice, and is essentially just a burden of selfishness.

"gone."

suddenly.Grabbing herself with one hand, Fang Yuan looked up.Only then did he realize that the one who walked in front of him in full view, and then lightly prepared to take her away was Tang Yi who mocked him in every possible way.

"...Who the hell told you to go? Stand still!" More than a dozen gangsters, including a duo of counterfeit cigarettes full of confidence, directly surrounded Tang Yi in the center, aggressively.

Fang Yuan, on the other hand, looked up at Tang Yi, and found that his expression was still indifferent.Not only was he indifferent, but he raised his hand unhurriedly, facing more than a dozen people, "swiping" and raised his middle finger.

"Fuck (beep——)!" Even ordinary people should blurt out this national curse.Not to mention these ruthless bastards.This group of people picked up the chairs and forced them in front of Tang Yi, grinning their teeth, ready to smash his head.

"Stop it." The one who said this was the short, slack-eyed man.He raised his head and stared at Tang Yi with hatred in his eyes.

There are three kinds of people that short people hate most: handsome people, heroes who save the beauty, and people who say they are short.However, Tang Yi took it all.So, he grabbed a cue, threw it into Tang Yi's hand, and said coldly, "I'll let you go if you clear the table with one shot."

The remaining condition "how about losing?" The short man didn't say it because it was unnecessary.

"Hehe." More than a dozen gangsters voluntarily made way for Tang Yi. Although the anger was hard to calm, the game proposed by the short man had to be followed.

On the pool table, all the oversized balls were hit by the short lobster, so what remained were seven small balls, one white ball, and one black 8, making a total of nine balls.

The placement of the trumpets is intricate and irregular.However, the white ball is in the bottom pocket and is blocked by the black 8. The only target that can directly hit the goal after the goal is a No. 4, which is [-] centimeters away from the hole.It is not difficult to score it, but the goal has a certain angle, and the mastery of this angle can reflect the basic skills of the player.

Although Fang Yuan didn't know how to play golf, after watching the short guy play for so long, she realized that clearing the table with one stroke is so difficult that ordinary high school students can't do it.

"Do you dare to play? Stupid (beep——)!" The duo clamored to provoke Tang Yi.Because of the beating he gave them before, they had already held grudges to the bottom of their bones, and they all squeaked.

"Yes." Picking up the pool cue, holding the tail of the cue, and walking slowly to the cue, Tang Yi felt a little subtle.

Send me a pretense, right?

[Top Snooker player experience card is being drawn in half an hour——]

"Drip——" Congratulations, you won [Why am I called Rocket?O'Sullivan Experience Card - I always leave work early when I'm short of money. 】

To be honest, it is a bit of a shame for top snooker players to play Chinese billiards.After all, compared with snooker's regular scoring sequence, Chinese billiards can score the ball as long as it has a certain angle.Unless it is a tee shot, almost all top snooker players have the ability to clear the table with one stroke.What's more, there is no need to be serious about this kind of endgame with a wide perspective and smooth movement.

"Heh." The short man sneered.

"Crack!" As soon as Tang Yi picked up the club, he shot easily and hit the No. 4 ball directly into the hole.Then, the white ball was firmly fixed in the original position when it hit.Tang Yi hit a smooth set shot.Let the resting white ball be in a straight line with the No. 5 ball in the middle of the table.

Suddenly, the air became quiet.Not that the ball is so hard to hit.It's just an understatement that after scoring a goal, Tang Yi, who continued to shoot without stopping or wiping his gun, had a somewhat stable aura.

"Crack!" The No. 5 ball went in, and the white ball bounced back, taking advantage of the opportunity to disperse the small balls that were gathered together.Then, the white ball moved slowly, and just stopped in the middle of the scattered small balls.

Without thinking, continue to shoot.

No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, No. 6, No. 7.

Deliberately following the rest of the order, Tang Yi cleared all the balls on the table within 30 seconds until only one black 8 remained.And the position of the black 8 is also in a straight line with the white ball entering the bottom pocket.

The atmosphere froze, and Tang Yi's absolute strength in hitting the hole made the ball into a running account without conflict.

Holding the bouquet in his hands, the short man stared straight at Tang Yi with hanging corners, biting the corner of his mouth, fluctuating with murderous intent.

After scoring the last black 8, which was especially simple, Tang Yi won the billiards match.However, he turned around and hit the white ball in the air in the opposite direction of the black 8.

"?" Everyone was dumbfounded except the short guy with hanging corners, but Tang Yi let go of the pole in his hand and turned to Fang Yuan who was also in a daze.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

After more than ten consecutive refractions, the white ball repeatedly bounced back against the library, forming an incomprehensible line.For a full ten seconds, Tang Yi was about to take Fang Yuan's hand and prepare to leave.The speed of the white ball became very slow.And little by little, roll to the front of Black 8.

"Bang!", Black 8 dropped into the bag in response.

Although this operation is redundant, no one said to Tang Yi: You show off your horse.

"How is it possible?!" Looking at Tang Yi who said "sit down and fuck", the fake cigarette duo's teeth almost crooked in anger.

However, because the short man did not speak, the others did not dare to move.Helplessly, Tang Yi took Fang Yuan's hand and left the billiard room.

"Of course, I lied to you!" Integrity has never been a short-sighted moral.When Tang Yi turned to leave, he suddenly lifted the billiard ball in his hand with a smile, and then shook his hand vigorously.

A warm current flowed down Fang Yuan's forehead and dripped onto the back of Fang Yuan's hand.

"Tang Yi!" She raised her head dully, and Fang Yuan's cry was filled with tears.

"Tsk." Tang Yi touched the blood on his head, bit his lips, and his mood was not sunny again.So he bent down slowly and picked up the billiard ball on the ground.Turning around, looking at the vicious short man with hanging eyes, he showed a little doubt, "This, count the ball?"

Chapter 94 Hate, and be right

Tang Yi originally wanted to resolve the matter in this way, so as not to accidentally kill a few gangsters in the group fight, or hurt Fang Yuan who had no time to take care of.However, no matter what you say now, you can't bear it any longer.

"Please, do your best to avoid it." He held the billiard ball in his hand.After clenching it tightly, Tang Yi made a movement of throwing the ball at the short man's eyes, and at the same time frowned slightly, "Be sure to avoid it, I'm serious."

"Huh?" The short man stared at Tang Yi and sneered.He bet that Tang Yi would never dare to throw the ball at himself. After all, the dozen or so people here are different from the stunned duo of the fake cigarette duo. They are thorns who take fighting as a routine.So before trashing this piece of garbage, the short man wanted to laugh heartily, "I don't want to hide? Why..."

"boom!"

According to the instinctive reaction, the short man still avoided it.

However, not fully twisted.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——" the short man's body screamed hysterically. Half of his face was covered with blood that flowed out from the skin after the billiard ball exploded, as if a layer of skin had been peeled off.

The billiard ball flew out of Tang Yi's hand like an anti-aircraft artillery shell.It smashed directly into the wall next to the short man.In an instant, a big hole was blasted.And the flower ball also exploded into powder in an instant, turning into sharp rain, and slapped on the short man's face.

The sting, the panic, the near death.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly Lost to the extreme.Even so, she still wailed, and couldn't feel the pain anymore, and she still wailed, "Ahhhh—"

The air was silent, and those arrogant and domineering gangsters immediately fell silent.After confirming that the powder all over the floor was not a Midsummer Dream, her heart rose to her throat.

"Get over here." Picking up a pool cue, Tang Yi waved it.Then, he said coldly to the short man who was wriggling on the ground.

"..." Covering the blood on his cheek, the short man didn't dare to call out, he was scared.Before Tang Yi could repeat it a second time, he immediately lowered his head and crawled in front of Tang Yi.Although the fluid from his lower body dragged all over the floor, all he thought about now was to quickly crawl in front of Tang Yi.

He raised the pool cue with one hand, without any confusion in his eyes, and swung it down heavily.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Tang Yi's wrist.When he turned his head to look over, Fang Yuan had already taken his cue.After a pause, he said in a trembling tone, "I... will be your accomplice."