Reckless Youth of Delinquency

silence. silence. silence.

Two men, breathing quietly on the phone.

The iron block was stitching up my wound, and I still felt so painful that I wanted to scream, but I was surprisingly calm at the moment.

I realized I was in a trap.

Judging from all the current signs, this situation was set up by Qiu Feng in order to make Nie Yuanlong doubt me.

I asked: "Who told you about Zhang Xiaoyong's injury?"

"Of course Qiu Feng."

"So, you would rather trust a foursome than your own brother?" My tone was mocking: "Brother Long, what you did really disappoints me."

Nie Yuanlong was silent, obviously he had been persuaded by me. I held up the phone and continued: "Brother Long, you can go upstairs and take a look at my injuries. These are all genuine injuries on me." Nie Yuanlong said: "Zhang Xiaoyong's injuries are also genuine." I completely I was speechless. Zhang Xiaoyong must have been injured by himself. That guy was really capable of doing it. He was much better than me. I sneered: "So, Brother Long, have you decided to doubt me?"

"No." Nie Yuanlong said: "I think this is strange. I can't figure out who of you two chopped who first. So give me some time and let me investigate carefully. If he chopped you first , I will definitely help you get justice; if you cut him first..." He sighed longly: "Brother Hao, don't blame the brothers for not giving face."

I wanted to throw the phone down. I had nothing to say when I met such a stupid boss who didn't believe in my brothers. If Nie Yuanlong was really my eldest brother, I would be so angry that I would vomit blood. But I knew that I was also lying to Nie Yuanlong, so this feeling of "not being trusted" was not too uncomfortable. Of course, you still have to pretend to be miserable on the surface. "Go ahead and check it out." I sighed and said, "But Brother Long, some things can't be repaired if they are broken."

This sentence still had some effect. Nie Yuanlong immediately said: "Brother Hao, don't say that. I am the boss, so I must handle things impartially. No matter who is right or wrong, I will find out. If it is You blindly protect your brother, and others won’t say anything good about you, right? Just rest in peace and recuperate, if Zhang Xiaoyong is not killed, I will definitely return your innocence. Of course, we are still good brothers who share the same brotherhood."

I almost spat out these words. They are both the boss, look at Yu Chengfei, and then look at Nie Yuanlong, they are really decisive. Speaking of which, the iron block also helped me sew up the wound on my abdomen. When doing the final "cutting", there was a "pull" movement, which made me howl out "ah..." in pain. But actually I don't know whether this howl is because of pain or whether it is venting dissatisfaction with Nie Yuanlong. After hanging up the phone, I was still furious. The iron block bandaged me up and asked me to turn my body sideways. "Now I'll take care of the wound on your back," he said.

"Wait a minute." I got out of bed, walked to the window, and stuck my head out to look downstairs. It was still a dark place, roughly estimated to have four or five white people, including Qiu Feng's people, Nie Yuanlong's people, my people, and some miscellaneous people watching the fun. After taking a casual look around, I was surprised to find that Mustache was standing nearby with someone, and there were probably brothers numbering forty or fifty. I thought that this guy still had some leadership skills, and he had managed to pull together another force in such a short period of time. He was standing there with the others, naturally just in case and ready to support me at any time. This moved me very much. I thought that I saved his life that day in vain. This kind of person must repay his revenge and appreciate his kindness. He must retaliate, he is quite a guy with a clear distinction between love and hate.

Downstairs, Nie Yuanlong and Qiu Feng were talking about something. Qiu Feng looked very angry and kept poking at the upstairs, probably talking about me. I became angry and cursed: "Did you poke your mother? You know better than anyone what Zhang Xiaoyong did. What kind of bastard are you pretending to be here?" Qiu Feng raised his head and said to He looked at me and said: "Wang Hao, you hurt my brother like that. You and I are irreconcilable and incompatible! If you have the ability, come down here today!"

After hearing what he said, I became even more furious. I turned around and said to the iron block: "Brother, lend me your gun!"

Iron Block took out his pistol and threw it towards me. I stretched out my hand to catch it, only to realize that this thing was heavy and not as light as I thought. I pointed the gun downstairs and yelled, "Are you going to give me another fucking sentence?"

Qiu Feng took several steps back, and he really didn't dare to say a word. Of course, I'm not so awesome that I dare to shoot, so I just brought this thing out to scare him. I continued to point the gun at Qiu Feng and said: "I heard that Zhang Xiaoyong's intestines came out? He's really cruel to himself. I'll stop talking today. If I really cut Zhang Xiaoyong Xiao Yong, that idiot is already lying in the morgue now, but he still has the strength to complain to you?!"

There was a buzzing sound below. There is no way, what I said is really too arrogant and domineering.

"Get out of here." I said angrily: "I was stabbed twice today, so I have to stay here to recuperate. If you don't have a good idea, just go upstairs and see if I don't kill you today." Weird." Then I closed the window, lay back on the bed, and let the iron block deal with the wounds on my back. I was extremely irritable and angry, which actually overshadowed the pain of the wound. No matter how I picked up the iron pieces, I gritted my teeth and remained silent. Yuan Xiaoyi walked to the window, looked around, and said, "They're all gone." Then she added, "Not all of them are gone, Wen Xin and the others are here." She turned to me and asked, "Do you want them to come in? "

I nodded, meaning to let them in. After a while, everyone came in. The iron block was still helping me suture the wound on my back, and everyone was angrily cursing Zhang Xiaoyong. I said: "Stop scolding, you are the winner and the loser, there is nothing to say." Black Spider said: "Brother Hao, there is something I don't understand. Since we are fighting, it is normal for us to be injured. Why are both sides so angry?" Are you so angry?" This sentence hit the point right away, and many students in the vocational college must have thought the same way. Black Spider, Li Xiaojie and I have never had any secrets, so we directly revealed the agreement between Nie Yuanlong and Qiu Feng. After hearing this, everyone scolded Zhang Xiaoyong for being vicious and Qiu Feng for being sinister. However, there are two sides to this matter. Since everyone has their own agenda and wants to use strategies to kill each other, it is impossible to say who is vicious or sinister or sinister. I deserved to be teased, so I said calmly: "It's nothing, I'll do it again next time."

While I was talking to them, the iron block continued to help me suture the wound until I finally wrapped it with gauze and it was done. I got up from the bed and asked Tie Niao: "How long do I need to stay up before I can fight with others again?" Tie Niao said: "It varies from person to person. If it were me, I would be able to continue fighting now." I said helplessly: "I Just tell me." Tie Nian said: "I applied the Ye family's unique wound medicine on you, and the effect is definitely much better than the commonly used wound medicine. I estimate that it will be about the same in a week."

I nodded repeatedly: "A week is fine." As far as I know, it would take half a month for an average person to recover from such an injury, and they can't do strenuous exercise. It's not unusual for a gangster family like Ye Yuchen to have a unique medicine with extremely effective effects. Yuan Xiaoyi put away all the bloody sheets, and I said embarrassedly: "I'll buy you two new ones later." Tie Nian showed an idiotic smile and said, "Well, he is rich." Yuan Xiaoyi said quickly : "No need, I'll just wash it off, you're not an outsider." These words made me feel sweet.

The wounds were treated and everyone downstairs dispersed. I asked Li Xiaojie and the others to help me go back to the dormitory to recuperate. Before I left, I said to Tie Nian: "By the way, I just pointed a gun at Qiu Feng, but hundreds of good people saw it. Will the police come to me?" Huh?" Tie Nian grinned and said, "If the police come to find you, just say the gun is mine and don't know anything else." I looked at him doubtfully: "Is that okay?" Tie Nuan continued to grin. :"Can."

"Yes." I nodded and let Li Xiaojie and the others help me back. As we walked on the road, the wounds on our abdomen and back became more and more painful. In addition, the autumn wind blew from time to time, and the leaves in the sky were flying around us. The campus was deserted, and the wind and sand blurred my eyes. I limped toward the dormitory, feeling really desolate. At least there are still a few brothers accompanying me, otherwise the atmosphere would be too sad. As I was walking, I suddenly heard a faint sound of sobbing coming from behind me. Looking back, Wen Xin was wiping tears. I frowned and said, "Why are you crying?" Wen Xin choked and said, "Seeing you hurt makes me feel bad."

I laughed twice and said, "This is nothing. Who doesn't get stabbed twice if he comes out to fool around?"

Wen Xin still cried non-stop, as if she had no place to vent, and shouted at Li Xiaojie and the others: "What do you do for food? Why didn't you protect Brother Hao? You might as well replace me next time. I promise to stay by Brother Hao's side." .”

Li Xiaojie and the others lowered their heads. But I knew that this matter had nothing to do with them, so I frowned and said, "Wen Xin, you don't know the situation at that time. Everyone has their own opponents. Who can spare the effort to protect me?"

In fact, why doesn’t Wen Xin know? She just felt uncomfortable. When I told her about it, she felt even more uncomfortable. Stomping his feet, he turned around and ran away. Everyone shouted: "Wen Xin, Wen Xin." But Wen Xin ignored him and disappeared after a while. I sighed: "Okay, let's go back to the dormitory first. She feels uncomfortable, and she will be fine in a few days."

So we slowly walked towards the dormitory amidst the flying leaves in the sky.