Chapter Thirty-Six No Wind Rolls Three Foot Waves 4
There is a poem from Taibai: I went to Changsha to move to Changsha, and I looked west to Chang'an but could not see my home. Jade was blowing in the Yellow Crane Tower,
Flute, the plum blossoms fall in May in Jiangcheng. This poem is about nowhere else, it is the Hanshui City. Hanshui City is uniquely endowed with the convergence of two rivers and a thoroughfare for nine provinces. It is the largest industrial town in central China. Because the Yangtze River surrounds it
City, this Hanshui city is also called Jiangcheng. The Yangtze River branches here and is called Hanshui. The Hanshui divides this city into three and divides it into three towns.
This Jianghan Province has been a land of beauty and beauty since ancient times, a land of wealth and prosperity, with abundant fish and rice and a warm climate. It is now the seventh year of the seventh year. Although the catastrophe has just ended and the people's hearts are still uncertain, the Hanshui City already has a peaceful atmosphere, with ships coming and going.
Like edges, the traffic and traffic gathered together to form a sea. This morning, it was just past seven o'clock, and the sun had just revealed its brows. A strange combination appeared on the street in the center of Hanshui City.
The man in front was in coarse linen clothes, and his lower body was wearing a half-short trousers. On his feet were a pair of patched rubber shoes. I don't know if the shoes were too short or his feet were too long. Half of the heels were still hanging out of the shoes. His hair was black and thick.
, unlike most nowadays
The hat head is in a disordered state, loosely scattered, which looks strange, but very comfortable: the man is tall and handsome, and his beggar's outfit also shows the appearance of the bright moon and the wind, which attracts
There were countless big girls on the street, and their young wives all looked at him.
Behind that man were two old men covered in patches and a stout man pushing a mobile hospital bed. There was actually a patient wrapped like a rice dumpling lying on the hospital bed. There were five people in one car, and they were greeted like this.
Under the morning sun, under the spring breeze, rushing towards the flow of people and cars, it is like this: those who hear it look sideways, and see to avoid the way.
These five people in one car are none other than the street nose king led by Xue Xiang.
At dawn, Xue Xiang got out of the bed, called the doctor, checked Kang Tong's body, wrapped him carefully, and asked him to move carefully, and there was nothing serious.
He ignored the obstruction of the hospital and forcibly pushed Kang Tong out of the hospital. Although the three accompanying Mr. Deng didn't know what the captain was up to, the unfamiliar big city made the three of them extremely surprised.
No sense of security, only tightness
Follow. As for the hospital's dissatisfaction with Xue Xiang's behavior of allowing critically ill patients to be discharged at will, they have Ma Dongliang to negotiate with them. Xue Xiang went here just to give Kang Tong a good sigh of relief. Kang Tong was missing.
How can this be done?
No. 12 Middle School in Hanshui City is the most famous high school in Hanshui City. Nowadays, high schools are not defined as key high schools based on college entrance examination results. The reason why No. 12 Middle School is famous is because almost all the most beautiful Han girls in the city have gathered.
Here, the 12th Middle School is located at the foot of Guishan Mountain, with the Han River in front of it and the Yellow Crane Tower in the distance. It is a picturesque place with mountains and rivers gathered together.
Because these twelve middle schools were so famous, Xue Xiang made some inquiries and found out the location. It happened to be not far from the Union Hospital, and it was only a forty-minute walk. At half past six, everyone had a hasty breakfast.
Then we set off: at 7:20, the rather majestic gate of No. 12 Middle School was in sight.
There is a square in front of the No. 12 Middle School. It is the peak time for students to go to school. When Xue Xiang and others entered the square, they felt that the crowd in front of them suddenly became denser. These students were all fifteen or sixteen years old.
At this age, although the clothing is not unified, there are only a few styles, most of which are military uniforms and navy blue workers' uniforms, coupled with red scarves, and occasionally Chairman Mao badges and regimental emblems, which add to their elegance and vitality.
Xue Xiang Wuxia Ben looked at the clothes of these students. He led everyone to stand in a corner of the square and took out two photos from his pocket. These two photos were sent by Ma Dongliang early in the morning.
It was Wang Jinping and Li Kui. Xue Xiang looked at these two faces for a long time. This time he took out the photo, took one last look at it, then crumpled the photo into a ball and threw it far away.
Xue Xiang stopped and looked around. He was tall and could not block his sight in the surging crowd. He just scanned twice and found the target person. It was not that Xue Xiang had bad eyesight that he could find the target person so easily.
Like Ying, it was Wang Jinping and Li Kui who made too much noise.
From afar, Xue Xiang saw people in uniforms of green military uniforms standing in a row. The two people in front of them were Wang Jinping and Li Kui. Wang Jinping was not tall, but he was quite bulky. Xue Xiang visually judged that at a height of 160,
The less you say, the more weight you say: Li Yize
He has a pretty face, a neat Chinese tunic suit, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his slender hair is sleek and smooth, and he has the look of a gentle and graceful young man. There is no trace of the Liang who has the same name as him.
The rude appearance of the mountain black whirlwind.
Behind these two people stood a neat row of men in military uniforms, but no one believed that they were a group of soldiers. What do you think? It turns out that these twenty or thirty men in military uniforms had bald heads and blue shaved heads.
The early morning sun was shining brightly. This group of people stood directly opposite the gate, as if they had built a dam. The students who were entering the school stayed away from each other, preferring to take a long way around.
, and dare not pass by them.
Xue Xiang discovered this group of people at a glance, not because of these bald men in their 20s or 30s. It was because of Wang,
Li and Li were pulling a tall female student in public, and he heard the girl crying from a distance. The students and citizens who were walking around stopped when they saw this evil act.
Most of the people now are simple. When they see such evil deeds, they dare not take action, but they yell and scold them.
But they still had the courage. Unexpectedly, Wang and Li didn't take the crowd's shouting seriously, and actually stretched out their hands to rub the girl's face. At this time, the two security guards guarding the gate of the school also rushed over.
He came over and just said a few words when three or five bald heads took out sticks from nowhere and knocked him to the ground.
The passers-by who had scolded them immediately fell silent when they saw the security guard and other tragic situations. At any time, for most people, justice is only within their ability. In most cases, the first choice is to protect oneself. Wang,
The sight of Li and the two shocked passers-by.
He became more and more arrogant, and started to speak obscenely in public.
A few more minutes had passed since Xue Xiang discovered Wang and Li until they were entangled with the eldest girl.
In these few minutes, Xue Xiangfei stood there watching the excitement, but was making preparations for the battle. He first called on everyone to push Kang Tong's hospital bed to the center of the square, where there was a flag-raising stand with a good view. Here he came
It was to avenge Kang Tong. If Kang Tong couldn't see, wouldn't his charming eyes be thrown to a blind man?
When everything was ready, Xue Xiang pulled out a roll of cable from under Kang Tong's hospital bed, which he had asked Ma Dongliang to prepare. Xue Xiang still remembered the episode in "Fang Shiyu" where Fang Shiyu avenged his brother in the square.
Son, the weapon is just a long rope. That scene made his blood boil. Today he is going to follow the example of his predecessors.
At this moment, Wang Jinping's wild boar hands had hugged the girl's body, and Li Kui took his white palms and rubbed the girl's face, and the girl was crying so hard that she lost her voice. Seeing this situation, Xue Xiang
Covered
His blood was almost boiling, but when he saw him speeding up, he reached the two of them. His hands rushed out, grabbed the two people's shiny hair, and forcefully pulled their bodies into the air. He held the two of them by the hand.
wearing doll
Like a child, with a flick of his wrist, the two people's bodies turned around in the air. Xue Xiang pressed the two people's heads and smashed them straight to the ground from mid-air. With a bang, there was a billowing smoke and dust. Xue Xiang still couldn't understand his hatred and mentioned
No longer know death
The two living people collided with each other again in mid-air, and there was another muffled sound. This time, Wang and Li did not make any sound like the last time they collided. This time, the first person happened to be hit.
The two people who were knocked unconscious for the first time were knocked awake.
Xue Xiang's two violent blows were meant to be like thunder and wrath. The bald heads behind Wang and Li were still in a mess. I don't know what happened. It seemed that the central nervous system responsible for the logic process had gone wrong.
The problem, all of a sudden, was beyond calculation. Even the bald men were like this, let alone these passers-by. They were completely dumbfounded, frightened, and shocked.
What kind of people this Wang and Li are, almost everyone present knows that they can be said to be the veritable tyrants of Hanshui City. They bully several girls here almost every morning. They have always bullied others, but never
Have you ever seen these two being bullied, and how badly they were bullied?
After two blows, Xue Xiang lifted the hair of the two men and stopped attacking. He was not willing to torture the two people until they fainted. That would be a bargain. Today, he had to make these two guys happy forever. Wang Jinping
and
Li Kui was completely confused. There was no other feeling in his mind except pain. It hurt! It hurt so much! The two of them felt pain all over their bodies, as if they had been stabbed with a sword. But it hurt so much that they couldn't scream.
Speak up.
Xue Xiang ignored the bald heads who were standing there in a daze. He grabbed Wang and Li by their hair, dragged them backwards and walked away quickly. Along the way, there were stains of blood, as if someone had used a red paint brush to scrub the floor, leaving a long streak of blood.
A long red line. Suddenly, someone among the bald heads let out a loud roar, causing all the bald heads to come to their senses, retreat and run towards Xue Xiang.
Xue Xiang was moving very fast, and the bald heads chasing after him were too late. When Xue Xiang dragged Wang and Li to the flag-raising platform, the bald heads were only halfway there. The statues of Xue Xiang, Wang and Li were still broken into sacks.
Generally, if you throw it under the flag-raising platform, you will be greeted by all the bald heads.
They rushed away. The bald heads were coming fiercely, and Xue Xiang's attack was even faster. Because the bald heads were running at different speeds, they dragged out a long line of skirmishers. As soon as Xue Xiang met this line of skirmishers, he
Launched an attack. But seeing that he was as powerful as the wind, he encountered a bald head
They kept moving, swinging their palms and fists, cutting their necks, or hammering their faces. Anyway, with one blow, no one missed, and no one fell. He rushed towards them, and he was swept away like the autumn wind.
When the leaves fall, all the bald men seem to be waiting to be chopped down
The wheat, Xue Xiang's sickle passed by, was broken, and no one could stop him for even a second. A bloody fight was made like a sprint by Xue Xiang, rushing to the end of the skirmisher line. This fight
,No, the game should be over.
It's so easy for Xue Xiang to win. It's not that his abilities are like superman. The truth is that these bald heads didn't know Xue Xiang's roots, so they opened up a line of skirmishers and let him defeat them one by one. What's the difference between this and hitting sandbags? If these two or three
Ten strong men surrounded him on all sides and set up a battle formation, but Xue Xiang might not be able to leave a piece of flesh and blood behind.
I got scolded as soon as the fighting chapter started, and even as soon as I showed some signs of it. Some people said that I felt itchy all over after not fighting for three days, and some said that others didn't play enough to get on the bed, and you didn't play enough to fight.
Again, it is necessary to take into account the tastes of all parties. The current position is too low, and the official aura bonus is too weak. If you don’t fight against others by yourself, you have to find a backer to suppress them. The latter is even more low-level. Well, you can get back the official fight.
The plot begins in Beijing, and the rural plot will not be too long. Later, it will enter the plot of developing farming and fighting among petty officials.
, finally participating in a major historical event, and ending the rural plot. I will accept it if you scold me, or take it off the shelves, but I have to ask you for this month’s monthly tickets even if I want to withdraw, please! I only got six tickets today.
, I’m tired of writing, and I’ve been scolded enough. Readers, I really can’t afford to offend you.
For the sake of being so honest, please give me your monthly ticket, please. Hey, I let out a long sigh and spent the whole afternoon sulking and reasoning. I don’t know if I can write the third one.
I'll try my best. If I can't finish it, I'll upload it in the middle of the night. You guys will watch it tomorrow. Keep staying up late and give me your votes.
I’ve cried all my tears! The last sentence: The text is over 3,000 words, I’m not cheating on the word count! The last sentence: I’m begging for monthly tickets! It’s like entering the writing profession like a prostitute!!