I cried and laughed and said: I want to say that I am not afraid. Regardless of whether you believe it or not, I don’t believe it anyway.
The heavy sword has no edge. Think of your grandfather, an old man with yellow teeth and a dry pipe. If you stand together, you will think that he is a person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the master of Songzhai. When the second uncle talked about my grandfather, he was the same
His heroic spirit made it hard for me to imagine that when he first returned to Linjiazhuang, he actually wanted to take revenge on my family, but now, he was convinced by my grandfather, who at least seemed to be dead.
At this time, the hotel manager came again. This time he still had a smile on his face, but this time his smile was a bit unnatural. There were many security guards behind him, and he looked a little flustered. The manager
He came over and said to Jiuliang: Someone is coming outside. They are calling Lin Xiaofan who is looking for this room. When I saw that he was your friend, their formation was quite scary, so I wanted to stop him, but that didn't stop him at all.
Can't live there.
Jiuliang stood up, walked to the window, opened the curtains, took a look and greeted us: "Come and see, the battle is indeed not small."
I walked over and saw a circle of black cars in front of the hotel. There were people standing in front of the cars. This formation gave people a strong sense of oppression, a sense of oppression in terms of numbers. In one of the cars,
In front of the long car, there were two people standing. One was Wang Yadong, who was also wearing a suit, and the other was a woman wearing a cheongsam. This cheongsam looked familiar to me. It was the kind of cheongsam I saw worn by maids in Song Zhai.
, standing there at the moment, holding the black raccoon cat in his arms. He looked graceful and luxurious.
It was at this time that Jiuliang's cell phone rang. Standing next to her, I could clearly see the name on the caller ID. There was a name written on it, Chen Fusheng. Jiuliang smiled at us and said
:My Father.
Then, the girl directly turned on the speakerphone, and the voice of Father Jiuliang came from the other side: Come back now and have a meal together.
Xiaofan is my friend, Jiuliang said.
The other person on the phone was silent for a while, and finally said: Just take care of yourself. Jiuliang hung up the phone, looked at me and said: Why are you looking like this?
You go back. I said, at this time, what does the call from Jiuliang's father mean? It is obvious that in such a provincial capital city, a gang-like activity was suddenly launched in front of the hotel, and Wang Yadong was still present.
, in fact, it explains a lot of problems. Wang Yadong represents Jiuliang’s father Chen Fusheng, and this is his default. His name is Jiuliang, because he doesn’t want Jiuliang to stand with me.
There's so much nonsense. Let's go downstairs to meet Lin Xiaofan. He was almost beaten to death just now, and now he doesn't even have the courage to meet. When Jiuliang walked to the door, he even turned around and laughed at me.
The second uncle also stood up and said with a smile: These nine wooden sculptures are a big gift. If you can't return the gift, you have to say thank you back then. After saying that, he also stood up and walked towards the door.
I lit a cigarette and followed behind. My mind was in confusion. The second uncle couldn't interfere in the battle between the younger generations. So what could I do on my own?
I followed them, and when I walked to the door, they slowed down and let me walk in front, at the same pace as when I went to Songzhai. It was not that they wanted to push me to the front desk, but that they automatically
, the default is to be the solid force behind me.
The cars on the opposite side are all luxury cars. Here we are a group of farmers who rent a hotel with 9 taels of money. They are still wearing the decent clothes that Heisan bought for me at the time. In terms of aura, they are inferior to them.
When we walked out of the hotel, the black suits around us immediately cheered and formed a circle around us.
This action reminded me of my experience in Song Zhai. At this moment, I was facing a young master from Song Zhai, but strictly speaking, I was facing the whole world. My grandfather, including my second uncle, was there.
Song Zhai's actions are tantamount to challenging secular rules.
Before I could move, the tiger had already moved first.
The black civet cat lying on the chest of the cheongsam woman also jumped to the ground in an instant. The first confrontation turned out to be these two magical animals.
Go ahead. I patted Huzi on the head. This time, it was like two armies fighting, and Huzi was the vanguard charging into the battle.
This time, he didn't growl, didn't growl, and the hair on his body didn't explode. He just simply ignored the entire crowd surrounding us. In his world, there was only that cat, that one, and the other one.
A cat trained by man to challenge his master.
Like me, he cannot lose.
That cat is very beautiful. In terms of size, it is a bit inferior to Huzi, but in terms of momentum, it is definitely not inferior. At this moment, the vertical tail and the narrowed sapphire blue eyes show that its fighting spirit is even higher than that of Huzi.
The tiger is even more high-spirited.
Can Huzi win? I asked my second uncle in a low voice. That cat looked very young, while Huzi seemed to be a battle-hardened veteran in his twilight years. After all, he was a dog.
It’s just an old dog that has lived for who knows how many years.
He is more measured than you. The second uncle's words choked me to death, and I could only look at the battlefield. This time, the passers-by seemed to feel the murderous intent, and no one came to join in the fun, but the handsome young man in the car
, haven’t gotten out of the car yet, and those people haven’t made any moves. It seems that they have acquiesced in the first confrontation we met, and the two people on the field will go first.
Huzi walked very slowly and leisurely. But the civet cat opposite moved very quickly. It rushed up at a speed that I could hardly catch with my naked eyes. The cat's claws left heavy scars on Huzi's face.
, the black civet cat returned to its original place after being scratched.
It was so fast that Huzi didn't seem to react at all. After being caught, he rubbed his face with his leg and continued walking forward.
The second claw continued to scratch Huzi's face, but the black civet cat continued to return to the starting point after scratching it. It did not have the muscular body of Huzi, but it had unparalleled speed. Huzi
It can't be captured at all.
After the third paw, Huzi finally got angry and stopped walking leisurely. He pounced on the black civet cat. However, when he landed on the black civet cat's position, the black cat had once again left a mark on his face.
There was a claw mark, and it had already changed its position before the tiger pounced.
Huzi stopped and looked back at the black civet cat. I actually saw humanized ridicule on the civet cat's face.
I clenched my fists. Now anyone can see Huzi's disadvantage. He can't touch the opponent at all.
But how could Huzi admit defeat? He began to roar and pounce desperately, but the situation on the court was like a cat playing with a dog.
No matter how crazy Huzi was, he could not touch the other party until Huzi's face was scratched and bloody, and one of his eyes was covered with blood, but he still seemed to be making useless movements.
To rush forward, to turn, to pounce.
As a result, he was caught and the other party could not be found.
This is a cycle. From beginning to end, Huzi never encountered the shadow of the black cat.
The men in black had already laughed, and the woman in cheongsam looked at me, her two big breasts trembling with laughter. I looked at Hu Zi who was still fighting hard, his eyes were red, and he clenched his fists, thinking
If I want Hu Zi to come back, this cat has become a fucking spirit. Even if it is replaced by a human, he may not be his opponent. I no longer regard Hu Zi as a dog.
A pair of hands was placed on my shoulders, using a slight force to signal me to steady myself. The feeling these hands gave me was that of my second uncle.
There was also a hand that took my hand and held it tightly. Jiuliang said with tears in his eyes: "I don't know why, but I thought of you when I saw Huzi. You two are very similar, but you didn't realize it."
The situation on the field was still the same. Huzi was breathing heavily, but the civet cat was still in a leisurely state.
In the end, Huzi, who had made countless attempts to throw himself down, was walking with bruises all over his body. Everyone could see that he seemed to be about to fall down in the next second.
He no longer had the strength to continue.
He still persisted, moved forward, and then jumped up.
I seemed to see the victorious smile of the civet cat.
However, Hu Zi's shadow was no longer visible in an instant. He suddenly increased his speed to an unprecedented level, and in the midst of all the unexpectedness, the scene was frozen.
The tiger on the field was covered with bruises, but he burst out with the aura of an absolute king. In his mouth, he held the struggling civet cat.
His mouth was stuck on the civet cat's neck, and then he flicked the civet cat towards the woman in the cheongsam. She turned around and walked towards me without even looking at it again. When she walked to my side, he
He blinked, wagging his tail and licking my hand.
No matter who he was just now, he is just a tiger now.
Winning or losing, one move is enough. My second uncle said beside me.
Huzi is teaching you. He wants to tell you to come on.