A drunken hooligan, Xue Dongcheng didn't want to cause trouble. He turned around and wanted to leave, but when he looked back, his heart suddenly became cold. There was another person blocking the retreat, with golden yellow hair and unruly eyes.
, at first glance, he is not someone to be trifled with.
"Uncle, I see you have been so busy all morning, why don't you give me the digital camera and money in your hand, and I will help you." Huang Mao blew out a string of smoke rings and looked at Xue Dongcheng, holding a handful of small
The folding knife reflected the dazzling cold light in the sun.
"You..." There is a saying in Zhonghai City that "it is better to provoke the king of hell than a gangster." It refers to the little ruffian. If you provoke him, he will cause trouble for you every day, either scratching your car or going to the street.
If you call the police and catch him, he will be locked up for 3 or 5 days at most and then released. Released will only make his methods of dealing with you more perverted.
Xue Dongcheng slowly backed away, and a thumping sound behind him startled him. Looking back, he saw that the drunken young man had a fierce look on his face. He had just kicked the trash can and turned him upside down.
"Uncle, hurry up, we have other things to do." Huang Mao walked towards Xue Dongcheng with a smile while playing with a pocket knife in his hand.
I called."
"Then you can scream." Huang Mao's face suddenly turned fierce, "If you dare to scream, don't blame the brothers for being ruthless. When a white knife goes in and a red knife comes out, everyone looks bad."
Immediately I felt uncomfortable with the bloated bladder.
The two young men had blocked themselves in the middle of the alley. Xue Dongcheng looked at the bustling city not far away, and his pride suddenly rose in his heart: "As long as I rush out, what can you do to me?"
After thinking about it, he spotted a gap between the two people on the opposite side and rushed over. Huang Mao was already prepared. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Xue Dongcheng's pants and pulled hard.
With a scolding sound, Xue Dongcheng exposed his big white buttocks and a section of hairy thighs. His pants were torn apart by Huang Mao's strong pull. Huang Mao almost laughed when he saw the red underwear.
"Oh, it's your year of birth." Another young man chuckled and hit Xue Dongcheng's forehead with his right fist accurately. It is impossible to practice accurate punching in the chaos without going through hundreds of group fights.
Xue Dongcheng groaned, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
The young man was very measured with this punch. The punch caused Xue Dongcheng to temporarily lose the ability to move due to brain trauma, but he still remained half-conscious and could still understand the surrounding situation.
The current plot looks exactly as I imagined, with the protagonist making a gorgeous appearance.
Luo Yu suddenly appeared in the alley out of nowhere and hilariously made a transformation into Sailor Moon: "For the sake of love and justice, you two gangsters, let go of this poor uncle."
"Pfft..." Huang Mao couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of saliva. He tensed up his face to prevent himself from laughing, but his body was shaking so much that he could hardly stand still.
"What do you want to do by tearing open this uncle's trousers, you evil little hooligans." Luo Yu looked upright and kept winking at Luo Xiaoyun's two younger brothers. Don't forget that the show is still going on.
Huang Mao tried his best to hold back his laughter: "Who are you? How dare you disturb your brothers from making a fortune."
"Get rich?" Luo Yu looked at Xue Dongcheng's red underpants, "Is it also possible to make a fortune by stealing someone else's underpants for the year of your birth year? Don't talk nonsense, just accept the move. I will take care of today's business."
After saying that, the three people jumped behind Xue Dongcheng as if they had made an appointment, making a crackling sound of fighting.
Xue Dongcheng's head was buzzing, and his eyes were filled with excitement, but his ears could hear clearly. Hearing the movement outside just now, it seemed that some people were acting bravely.
Luo Yu stood there smoking, watching the two younger brothers clapping their hands, and from time to time he would go over and kick the trash can on the ground to make a loud noise to prove the intensity of the battle.
Just when Xue Dongcheng was frightened, he heard the yellow-haired voice coming from behind: "Okay, just wait. I'll spare you this time, but I won't be so polite next time."
Waving to the two younger brothers to run away quickly, Luo Yu wiped some ash from the ground and smeared it on his face, then tore his clothes into a mess and his hair into a chicken coop, then ran to Xue Dongcheng and squatted in front of Xue Dongcheng with a concerned look on his face.
Lower body: "Uncle, are you okay? I have driven away the two gangsters."
Xue Dongcheng's mind was in a whirlwind and he didn't even notice the slightest hint of Luo Yu's words. He nodded sharply: "Thank you." With Luo Yu's help, he raised his head and saw the benefactor who saved him, and he felt as if he was being egged.
The neck is stuck.
The person who rescued him turned out to be Luo Yu, the heinous villain in his heart, and Luo Yu's face was covered with dust and his whole body was a mess. It was obvious that he had just had a fight with a gangster.
"Did I really admit the wrong person?" Xue Dongcheng doubted his judgment for the first time.
What was originally a boring story about bravery for justice immediately turned into a thrilling story like Dragon Quest in Luo Yu's mouth. Cold sweat broke out on Xue Dongcheng's back. It turned out that the two scoundrels had more than just a knife and a watermelon.
The steel pipe of the knife is hidden in the trouser leg.
This is like the ancient masters who hid their knives between their legs, so that if they wanted to chop with their left leg, they could chop with their left leg, and if they wanted to chop with their right leg, they could chop with their right leg.
By the time this technology was introduced to Japan, it was already in modern times. A samurai of the highest level among the Japanese samurai, the Saint Seiya, carried this technology forward. This samurai's name was Zilong. He used a dagger called the Holy Sword.
Hidden in his arms, that way when he fights with others, it looks like he is punching them with his fists, but he is actually stabbing them with a knife.
After learning about the ferocity of the two hooligans and Luo Yu's spirit of risking his own life for others, Xue Dongcheng was deeply moved. He felt ashamed that he had doubted Luo Yu's character before.
Luo Yu now looked like a pastor holding a Bible in his hand, which made Xue Dongcheng feel guilty and uneasy. Luo Yu's face was filled with compassion: "Uncle, aren't you at work? Why are you here?"
Xue Dongcheng calmed down for a while and finally calmed down a bit. Except for the pain in his head, the rest of his body felt cool except for his buttocks. When he looked down, his face turned red, which was the same color as his underwear.
Luo Yu pretended not to see it and listened quietly to Xue Dongcheng's purpose of following Luo Yu. Although Luo Yu scolded Xue Dongcheng a hundred times in his heart, he still had a magnanimous look on his face: "Uncle, I can understand you.
, as parents, we all care about our children, are you sure now that I am not the person you know?"
"I believe you are not, thank you for your forgiveness." Xue Dongcheng couldn't explain how he felt now. He was a good young man in society, how could he be so confused.
Seeing Xue Dongcheng sitting on the ground motionless, Luo Yu smiled, knowing that Xue Dongcheng was wearing crotchless pants and it was inconvenient to stand up, so he went to the road and called a taxi and asked Xue Dongcheng to cover his lower body with his coat and get in.
"Sorry to trouble you." Xue Dongcheng has a much better impression of Luo Yu now. With such a well-educated and well-charactered college student being his daughter's tutor, what else does he have to worry about.
After Xue Dongcheng, who had thanked him profusely, left, Luo Yu took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket. A call came in while he was just acting, and Luo Yu trembled.