Among the crowd of people, the little fat sheep was dizzy from drinking, and boasted with a big grin: "You didn't see that girl just now, damn, she is so beautiful, with that face and that big ass,
According to my mother, I will definitely give birth to a boy!"
The people at the same table all smiled and showed ambiguous expressions that all men understand.
The proud Zhang Yang continued to brag for a while, feeling a little thirsty. He picked up the beer glass and wanted to take a few sips to smoothen his throat. At this time, someone from behind patted him on the shoulder.
Zhang Yang tilted his head, looked over, and said angrily: "Who, I didn't see him drinking!"
After that, Zhang Yang saw a beer bottle smashed on his head. If Zhang Yang hadn't been drinking, he would have been able to easily dodge it, and even hit the opponent with an electric cannon if he fought back.
Unfortunately, that was when he was sober, so Zhang Yang could only be hit on the head by a wine bottle in confusion.
Just hearing a "bang", the bustling hotel lobby immediately became extremely quiet.
Blood and beer flowed down Zhang Yang's face.
Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to wipe the drink from his face, looked at the blood on his palms, showed an ugly smile, and then he rushed towards his attacker.
It doesn't matter what the reason is at this time. If someone hits me, I have to hit him back.
This is a concept that Zhang Yang has been instilled in since childhood.
Then the hotel became chaotic and a group of people got into a fight.
Zhang Yang drank too much and didn't have much memory. He only vaguely remembered that he used all his strength to wrap up the person who hit him, threw him to the ground hard, and then punched him hard with his fist.
On the face. The person who hit him from behind was completely ignored by him.
Zhang Yang has an experience. Whenever you fight, you must follow a principle. If you can't beat you, you will be bitten with blood! It doesn't matter if there are more people. I will catch one of them and fight him to death. If I win this one, I will
No more losing money.
Zhang Yang's last impression before he fell into coma was another bottle hitting him on the head, and then he fainted completely.
When Zhang Yang woke up, he felt a severe pain in his head. He couldn't tell exactly where it hurt. He reached out and touched his messy head. It was okay if he didn't touch it. But when Zhang Yang touched it, it hurt and he screamed.
"Fuck, did that bastard give me a prescription?" Zhang Yang cursed.
"What are you shouting for? Keep your voice down!" A shout came from outside the room.
Only then did Zhang Yang notice that he was not lying in the hospital as he thought, but in a completely unfamiliar place.
Standing up, Zhang Yang looked around.
A closed room, only a dozen square meters, with a few beds against the wall and a few people lying sparsely. There was no wall in the front of the room, surrounded by iron railings. The person who asked him to whisper just now was wearing a police uniform.
, standing outside the iron railing.
Zhang Yang happened to be lying on the outermost bed, and suddenly faced an unfamiliar environment with policemen, which gave Zhang Yang a bad association.
"What place is this?" Zhang Yang asked nervously.
Oh my God, didn’t I just hit a bottle and then travel through time? Shouldn’t I be in the hospital if I was injured?
This place doesn't look like a hospital! Next to Zhang Yang's bed were middle-aged men over forty. Seeing Zhang Yang's silly look, he shook his head, walked over and sat on Zhang Yang's bed.
"Young man, please keep your voice down, the guards will scold you again if they hear you!" the middle-aged man comforted.
It was the first time that Zhang Yang faced this situation. The most terrifying thing for him, who always read novels, was that he doubted that he had traveled through time. What would others want from traveling through time, whether to go back to ancient times and be arrogant, or to go to another world and become an idol? Where was he?
?Why are there still disciplines?
"Uncle, where is this place?" Zhang Yang asked in a low voice.
The middle-aged man was very satisfied with this call. Nowadays, not many young people know how to respect the elderly and care for the young. He said: "Young man, is this a detention center? You may not remember clearly when you just woke up. You should have been detained after a fight."
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Zhang Yang thought about it hard, and the scene in his memory came to mind again. However, being drunk, he only remembered that two wine bottles hit him.
After listening to Zhang Yang's narration, the middle-aged man smiled and said: "Young man, it's okay! You must have been arrested for fighting. According to the Public Security Administration Punishment Regulations, you will be detained for ten to fifteen days!"
"Detention?" Zhang Yang stood up in disbelief. Are you kidding? He was beaten and yet he was detained.
The policeman outside the door stared at him and yelled, "What are you doing? Sit down, sit down!"
The middle-aged man pulled Zhang Yang and said: "Keep your voice down, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, why are you provoking them?"
Zhang Yang could not suppress his anger and said: "I was beaten, why should I be detained?"
The middle-aged man shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I don't know about that! Maybe the person who hit you was also detained, and you were not locked up in the same place! It's also possible that they called the police first and pushed the matter onto you.
On the head. You also said that you drank too much and were unconscious, so there was no way to argue! And!"
The middle-aged man stopped talking but stopped.
Zhang Yang asked: "Uncle, if there is anything else you can tell me!"
What Zhang Yang wants to know most now is the reason why he was detained. He cannot accept the current reality. It was just a fight. The other party started the fight first. How could he be detained?
This is even more unacceptable than traveling through time.
"Young man, it's very likely that the person who hit you has a good background, so he punished you. After beating you and detaining you for half a month, you should think about who you offended, right?" The middle-aged man obviously has more experience than Zhang Yang.
If there is more, please wake up and spread the word.
Who did you offend?
Zhang Yang slowly sat down.
No, I haven't been in this city for long. I'm working as a delivery boy in a logistics company. I haven't offended anyone. I opened my salary and went to a good-looking hot pot restaurant with a few colleagues to eat hot pot. I didn't do anything during the meal.
What kind of outrageous thing are you doing?
After thinking for a long time, Zhang Yang gave up. He really couldn't think of anyone he had offended.
"Don't let me know, I can't spare you!" Zhang Yang swore secretly in his heart!
Seeing Zhang Yang's helpless expression, the middle-aged man said: "Young man, don't think so much, it's only more than ten days anyway, it will pass soon!"
Zhang Yang nodded and agreed: "Uncle, I understand, thank you!"
But my heart was filled with hatred, and I kept scolding my mother. Unexpectedly, I got hit with two wine bottles and was sent to a detention center! The matter will not just be settled like this. When I get out, I will take revenge.
Complain for complaint!
Thinking of the detention center again, I leaned in secretly. Fortunately, this was out of town. If this were in my hometown, and my parents found out, they wouldn't be able to escape after a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots!
After thinking a lot of random things, Zhang Yang comforted himself that it would be fine if he didn't travel through time. This meant that he still had a chance to take revenge.
Zhang Yang is not the kind of person who swallows his losses. He is a guy who kicks back when others punch him. How could he possibly end up in this situation for no reason?
After calming down, Zhang Yang's curiosity came up and he asked: "Uncle, how did you get in?"
The middle-aged man said with a wry smile: "Driving without a license!"
Zhang Yang exclaimed in surprise: "Is he also being detained?"
The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Hey, I was in a hurry when I came out and forgot to bring my driver's license. As a result, I was caught by the traffic police and detained for fifteen days!"
Zhang Yang said strangely: "Uncle, your accent sounds like a local. Isn't this just a matter of finding someone to go out with?"
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said: "Young man, you think too simply. For people who have connections, this is not a big deal. You don't even need to show up, just make a phone call! But for ordinary people like me, it is not a trivial matter.
No matter where you can find a way, even if you find a way, if you spend two to three thousand yuan as a favor, you might as well just stay here for half a month. Anyway, you can let me out when the time comes, and it won't be long!"
After saying that, he shook his head helplessly. Young people always think of things simply. Are connections prepared for ordinary people like me?
After he finished speaking, he found Zhang Yang looking straight at the wall facing him, thinking: This child's head was damaged, so he had better stay away from him. It would be better to do less than to do more!
At this time, Zhang Yang was no longer focused on the middle-aged man chatting. He was completely stunned. He stared blankly at the wall and murmured: "Fairy? Monster? Real? Fake?"