For Zhang Zihao, he is a bachelor anyway. It doesn't matter how shameless he is, and he is not afraid of anyone finding out that he went to whoring to make trouble with him. Anyway, he doesn't have a wife, so who cares about his troubles! It's just that the depressing thing is that whoring hasn't happened yet.
A tough guy was caught by a little beauty. Although he was a bit thick-skinned, he still had some skin and was a little unhappy. He was caught and unjustly imprisoned for 48 hours. This was really frustrating.
When I came out of the police station, it was already late at night. What was supposed to be a great weekend had just passed like this. Looking at this bustling city, Zhang Zihao felt really bored. A good man was just hanging around like this, accomplishing nothing.
Forget it, he ended up being single and mediocre, following the urbanites fighting for the meager profits. Zhang Zihao seemed very boring and didn't bother to care about it, so he did some manual labor and made some things for himself.
He eats food, doesn't bother to socialize with people, doesn't bother to pay attention to the people around him, and moves some things every day. After moving, if he's interested, he goes to the bar and pours two bottles of wine into his stomach. If he's not interested, he just falls asleep and falls asleep.
his daily life.
Thinking about his dead comrades, I remember that that buddy was from the Northeast, and his thick Chinese characters also looked very free and easy. He and Zhang Zihao were also brothers in life and death. I remember that when I first joined the army, I was also a soldier, and he looked like a 250, everything.
I'm afraid, I don't dare to do anything, I behave like a beast these days, so how can there be a beast if there is no animality, so that guy often laughs at himself like a bitch, after all, Zhang Zihao is also a man, why would he find a man after being laughed at by a man?
Although I can't beat that buddy, I still have to go on stage, so you come and I go back and forth, you beat me and I beat you. After beating me like this, you get feelings. These feelings are really created, but it's a pity.
Life is short. I went to arrest a drug dealer. Because I was too relaxed, I accidentally got shot in the head by the damn drug lord. Seeing the guy fall like that in front of him, he suddenly seemed like he was crazy, even though they were together often.
Fighting, but that is a man's emotion. Seeing him go like that, he really felt like being pricked by needles day and night, so in a fit of anger, he ran out of the team and ran into the northeastern jungle. Of course, this bloody lesson also
Zhang Zihao learned to kill the enemy calmly, and in the end, he had the heads of all the drug dealers who were fooling around, but this could not save the lives of his comrades.
Walking into the bar, Zhang Zihao took two bottles of wine and drank them all in one breath. His closest friend was gone, and he had accomplished nothing. Thinking about the high-spirited look before, and comparing it with his decadent look, he felt mentally...
He was bored and aggrieved, and sometimes he wanted to vent, but in this city, he could only endure it. The only thing he could do was to drink the wine to anesthetize himself.
However, after drinking two bottles of wine, he began to feel dizzy. Zhang Zihao dragged his huge body and staggered back. However, wine can numb people, but it cannot numb the heart. He couldn't bear the suffocation.
He couldn't stop shouting on the street. "Big man, where are you going to die!" Of course, the big man was his dead comrade. He was really big, taller than Zhang Zihao, who was 1.76 meters tall.
Of course, this became his nickname. In the army, everyone called him Big Man, but Na Ya’s hands and feet were very nimble. Although he was rough, his heart was very affectionate.
It's a pity that he is so short-sighted, so he relaxed for a while and turned around to make a fuss with himself, and he was killed with one bullet.