Reckless Youth of Delinquency

Remember the previous episode? The eldest brother is a person who gets "wet" when he is slightly stimulated.

Now, he knelt on the bed, took off his pants, thought for a while, and then "wet" Fu Jiaming's ass. Then Mustache took the toilet brush from the bathroom and stabbed Fu Jiaming's anus several times.

"What a bastard." Ye Zhan, who was watching the whole process from the side, turned away, covered his mouth with his hands and laughed non-stop: "Mouse, you are so fucking... amazing!" I raised my hand and said: "It's easy to talk about. Don't reveal this matter, otherwise my image will be ruined. You know, I have many female fans in three schools."

The eldest brother said quickly: "Yes, don't tell anyone, otherwise my image will be ruined." Mustache held the toilet brush and said with a sad face: "I agree, don't tell anyone!" Ye Zhan slapped him. The forehead said: "I don't want to see this kind of thing again in my life, let alone mention it!" Everyone decided to keep this matter secret, so that no fifth person in the world would know about it.

I looked at the two people on the bed. Fu Jiaming was lying on the bed, with a puddle of liquid still on his fat and white buttocks. Zhao Peng was sleeping peacefully on the side. How could he be left alone? ! "Hmm..." I nodded and said, "Let's give them two more poses." So Xiao Hu and Da Lao Er used their fullest imagination and gave Fu and Zhao a more obscene pose. posture. I looked at the two people hugging each other with satisfaction, and imagined in my mind the scene when they woke up the next day...

"Hahaha." We all laughed and left the room together. At the counter on the ground floor, we explained to the boss again and gave him some money to seal the deal. Afterwards, we left the hotel and waited for the storm to hit the next day. After this storm passes, I will begin to implement the final plan...

The sun shines through the window sill and onto the two naked bodies on the bed. The first one to wake up was Fu Jiaming. He felt dazedly, feeling that he was being hugged by someone, and his lips were being kissed by someone. Well, it seems to be a wonderful affair... Fu Jiaming smiled and was not in a hurry to open his eyes. He touched the man's back with his hand... Huh? He felt that it was not like the smooth satin skin of a little girl, but rather like the rough back of an old man. this……

At this moment, he suddenly felt a dull pain in his back, as if something had been stabbed in last night. However, the person hugging him next to him was still snoring slightly. Fu Jiaming broke out in a cold sweat, and a bad premonition suddenly arose. He opened his eyes tremblingly, and found that it was exactly as he imagined... The person hugging him was a strong man, and they were facing him mouth to mouth...

"Fuck!" Fu Jiaming yelled, and childhood memories suddenly flooded into his mind. Years later, he encountered this kind of thing again! He pushed the man in front of him away and rolled off the bed at the same time. At the same time, the man woke up in a daze. He opened his eyes and sat up. When he saw the man beside the bed clearly, he exclaimed: "Fu Jiaming?!"

Fu Jiaming roared, grabbed the lamp on the bedside table and threw it away. "Fuck you!" Fu Jiaming yelled, looking for his clothes in a panic. Zhao Peng turned away the desk lamp, looked at Fu Jiaming's naked body, then looked at his own naked body, and suddenly laughed lustfully: "Baby, I completely forgot what happened yesterday, can you help me recall it?" "

At this moment, Fu Jiaming suddenly felt that his butt was wet and slippery. When he touched it with his hand, he saw that his hand was covered with a liquid that would be familiar to any man. "Hahaha..." Zhao Peng laughed: "Brother, I didn't expect you to be so good, why didn't you tell me earlier? We can be a pair of mandarin ducks for a long time." Fu Jiaming didn't say a word, he Just looking around, seeming to be looking for something. There was none in the guest room, so he went into the bathroom again.

"Yes, yes!" Zhao Peng shouted: "Go to the toilet first, then take a shower, and we can do it again!"

There was still a dull pain in the back, and Fu Jiaming's teeth were itching with anger. The pain in his heart was what made him most uncomfortable. He came to the toilet and was still looking around. Finally, he decided to remove the iron shower head. Fu Jiaming came out with a nozzle, and Zhao Peng said in amazement: "Playing with something with such a heavy taste? Can the thing behind you handle it?"

Fu Jiaming glared at Zhao Peng fiercely and walked over step by step. Zhao Peng suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he leaned back suddenly: "What are you going to do?!" But he didn't lean far because the bed was behind him. Without saying a word, Fu Jiaming smashed the nozzle in his hand. As soon as he took action, he had no intention of leaving anyone alive and hit Zhao Peng on the temple. This time, Zhao Peng was knocked over. But Zhao Peng was no ordinary person. He rolled on the bed and stood up on the other side of the bed. Fu Jiaming jumped on the bed and chased after him, yelling: "Fuck you!" He held the nozzle and hit him again.

Two naked men, shaking their dicks, started the most intense physical fight in this small room. Fu Jiaming finally had a guy in his hand, and his hatred had reached a certain peak. From the beginning, Zhao Peng was already doomed.

By the time hotel staff heard the noise and rushed over, the fight was mostly over. Zhao Peng was leaning in the corner covered in blood, dying with only one breath left. Of course, Fu Jiaming wasn't much better. He was also scarred, but he stubbornly used the shower head - yes, the shower head, to stab Zhao Peng's back yard hard.

The hotel owner was shocked when he saw this scene and quickly called the police according to the procedure. After the police arrived, they first arranged ambulances to take Zhao Peng and Fu Jiaming to the hospital, and then asked the boss what was going on. The boss followed the lines he had set up last night and said: "These two people came to check out the room drunk yesterday, and for some reason they got into a fight in the room this morning." Then he said mysteriously: "According to my observations over the years, this It’s a pair of glasses, I’m afraid they are born out of love and hate!”

The police frowned and were too lazy to care about such a bad thing. They dropped them off at the hospital and stopped caring about them.

Nie Yuanlong rushed to the hospital with Wang Lei and me, and Qiu Feng also rushed to the hospital with a mustache.

Zhao Peng and Fu Jiaming lived in the same ward. Both had just been sutured and bandaged and were still in deep sleep. According to the doctor, Zhao Peng's injury is more serious and he will need to rest for at least dozens of days. "Mainly the anus," the doctor said. "It was severely damaged."

The murder weapon was on the bedside table, a shower head. I can't even imagine how Fu Jiaming stuffed that thing into Zhao Peng's backyard. Nie Yuanlong and Qiu Feng were both shaking with anger. They still had no idea what was going on, so it was hard to get angry now. "How did they get into the same room?" Qiu Feng looked at Nie Yuanlong angrily.

Nie Yuanlong also looked at Qiu Feng angrily: "How the hell do I know? Zhao Peng is more seriously injured now, right?!"

Wang Lei, Xiao Hu and I all had heavy expressions on our faces as we watched the two big guys quarreling in the ward.

"Nie Yuanlong, I'm fucking warning you, don't play dirty tricks with me!" Qiu Feng yelled: "You can't fucking afford it!"

Nie Yuanlong had a sullen face. He had always been suppressed by Qiu Feng, but now he was successfully aroused: "Are you a fucking idiot? Did I ruin Zhao Peng by playing dirty?!"

Qiu Feng looked at the two people on the bed and seemed to calm down a little. He thought for a moment and said, "Wait until Fu Jiaming wakes up."

After saying that, he left the ward with a mustache.

His meaning is very obvious. Fu Jiaming will know all the truth when he wakes up. If this matter has anything to do with Nie Yuanlong, he will never let it go. There were only three of us left in the ward. "Fuck!" Nie Yuanlong kicked Zhao Peng's hospital bed, almost knocking Zhao Peng off. He looked at Wang Lei, who shivered.

"You are the only one left among the four red sticks." Nie Yuanlong patted Wang Lei on the shoulder.

Wang Lei nodded dumbly.

Then Nie Yuanlong looked at me again; "Brother Hao, what do you think is going on?"

I thought for a moment and said, "Zhao Peng is interested in men. This is not a secret in the vocational college. So I suspect that Fu Jiaming deliberately seduced him. Then the two had an argument in the hotel for unknown reasons, and then started fighting. Zhao Peng was there In terms of strength, he would not lose to Fu Jiaming, but now he is defeated so miserably, which shows that Fu Jiaming has been prepared in the morning. All this is Qiu Feng's conspiracy. "

Wang Lei nodded: "I agree with Brother Hao."

I glanced at him, and Wang Lei gave me a meaningful look. I felt a little confused and looked at Nie Yuanlong again.

"It's Qiu Feng again..." Nie Yuanlong clenched his fists: "He always likes to play dirty tricks... Damn it, in the end he still wants to blame me."

I snorted: "Isn't he always like this? From Zhang Xiaoyong to Zhang Yunfei, he always likes to play this trick. It's obviously a trap set by him, but he does everything possible to blame us. Brother Long..."

I let out a long sigh: "I'm not the instigator. I really think you can't bear it anymore... If this continues, Wang Lei and I may be next. When you are the only one left, Qiu Feng... ...While we still have some strength, why not give him a try!" After saying this, Wang Lei looked at me strangely again, but this time he did not support me again.

Nie Yuanlong looked at Zhao Peng, then at Fu Jiaming, walking back and forth between the two hospital beds.

"Start a war..." Nie Yuanlong murmured. By this time, he seemed to have no choice.

The enemy has stepped on our heads.