He pinched my cheek a second ago, and I punched him in the face with all my strength. Perhaps the proud Miantang was attacked from the front for the first time in his life, and he was caught off guard and staggered.
I stumbled, reacted, and dodged the second punch. The next second I picked up Gui Ge's soup and pressed it on his head without mercy. He grabbed my opponent and said, "Boy, don't do it twice, it's not fun."
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I looked at him provocatively and fearfully. Next to me was the frightened Axiang Wada, and the surprised bastards. I lacked the most basic understanding of black in Shanghai, and the men in black behind him immediately came like a tide, their axes flashing.
, making a metal sharpening sound that makes your teeth ache; you can’t tell at all that the man in front of him has his hand in his arms, waiting for an order to take it out and shoot me into a honeycomb or beat me into a cripple. I just feel very happy.
, feeling that his own vengeful angel only lacked a sword of heavenly justice, he used his finger as a sword and pointed forward: "Mian Tang, let me tell you, I am not someone to be trifled with either."
I vaguely felt that the time and place I chose were a bit inappropriate, and my mood suddenly became tense and complicated. I knew that Na Miantang might be able to destroy me with just a finger, but that was the same,
The relationship between me and him has grown, which is equivalent to being hostile to the entire orphanage. But the punch has been taken, and I can only continue to fight: "My life is cheap, so I always want to trade my life with the rich and noble people, but I won't trade my life."
You're at a disadvantage, haven't you heard what people say, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes."
Na Miantang raised his eyebrows and said nothing. He neatly arranged his hair and collar with his hands, and rubbed his palms. The bones of his palms creaked. He waved his hands back to stop them, and the black-faced man behind him stepped back.
He retreated, indicating that he would take action on his own, and his handsome face was gradually filled with murderous intent...
It's a pity that the precise words I just said didn't fully achieve the effect. With my instinct towards life, I felt that it was a little ant declaring war on a group of wolves, and it was eggy!
I took advantage of the 0.1 second when he didn't come back to his senses. I broke through Axiang's side at the speed of a rabbit and ran upstairs in one breath. I knew that it was an empty and dangerous rooftop, and it was also my refuge. As expected, it was
, 0.3 seconds later, he followed me upstairs like a whirlwind.
While chasing me, I used hand gestures to stop the men in black from attacking me.
After all, I am only 16 years old. I can beat Guifengqi. But if I beat Na Miantang, am I not looking for death? I am an impulsive person. I am looking for death.
Before I had time to run to the roof fence, he chased me on the roof stairs, grabbed my criminal left hand, pushed me against the wall with his back, and slammed me against the wall. I was stunned in one breath, and my whole back felt like
I was broken several times, so he threw me over his shoulder and threw me to the ground without any chance.
I looked around at the young brocade on top of me, dizzy.
My back foot was knocked to the ground by his rough kick. I turned around and looked at the Jintang above me. My whole body fell heavily on the hard stone. He was riding on me, and his fists fell like a storm.
My body was furious: "You bastard!" A stream of blood flowed out of my mouth. It was salty and tangy. I knew this taste all too well.
He raised his foot, and I guessed he was going to cut off my entire hand.
He didn't step down with his foot, and finally kicked it lightly.
I still had no words, and made a crawling posture with my hands. He calmed down from the furious state, and stopped hitting his hands when they were tired, and he gasped. Judging from my instinct and summary of escaping from childhood, I had a chance.
When it came, I bit his hand hard, using all my strength to survive.
"Ah!!!" As expected, he jumped up from me in pain, and was shot by the mountain ghost brother who was following me like a high-speed artillery shell, hitting him regardless of the cost.
However, this method of beating an egg against a rock is called breaking an ax and sinking a boat. His physical fitness is obviously stronger than that of Brother Shangui. It only takes one minute to get rid of and control him. The blitzkrieg of punches and kicks makes Brother Gui unable to find the east, west, northwest;
Decisively, seven or eight of the thugs who were also following him suppressed Brother Shangui. The last one suddenly grabbed Ahu's neck and was slapped by Na Miantang: "Control him, not to kill him!",
The trapped ghost brother was so anxious that he cried out to me: "Run!".
My whole body hurts, it hurts terribly.
But I only have a moment's chance, otherwise, we both may suffer humiliation, because Brother Gui's life is more valuable than the lives of poor people like us, and they don't dare to do anything to him.
So, within the time that Brother Gui gave me, I wiped the nosebleed, used all my strength to start running, turned left, and rushed to the front of the high bunker with all my might.
All this makes people feel like they are suddenly back in the ancient times, when people were still using stones and sticks to fight monsters.
I, Mao Jiujiu, have an unknown origin, and fate is always making faces at me.
My feet stopped in front of the cliff in front of me and I took a few steps back. I had to tilt my head back to see the tower attached to the top of the cliff - my way of escape.
This blockhouse was built by foreigners to avoid being hunted. It is fifteen meters high and has a small platform at the top. Earlier, it was said that someone sneaked up and jumped from the downstairs to his death in an unknown place. Therefore, the door has long been blocked by the nanny.
It is locked with a big lock. Currently, you cannot take the stairs. To reach the top, you can only rely on the vertical floating ladder suspended from top to bottom. However, there are only a few ten spaces left in the floating tower. Earlier this year, a fire almost destroyed the floating ladder.
Burn it all, so if you want to use the floating ladder to go up to the tower, you must first use the rock to hang vines on it and climb up to grab the floating ladder. There is a height difference of tens of meters between the ground and the floating ladder.
That guy from Miantang followed closely.
"Run, run, I'm ready!"
"Run like a girl, I want you to know how men do it."
I scolded him back with mixed grief and anger: "Your mother is a bastard! Your whole family is a crow!" while I was busy throwing rocks on the ground at him.
He seemed to be very happy to catch people, and he was approaching step by step like a cat catching a mouse. I suddenly found that there was no way to run behind me, except for the high bunker from the bottom up. This fucking dead end road.
"I, Cat Jiu, want to live! I want to live! I want to live." I shouted three times.
I took a deep breath, feeling scared in my heart, and tried hard to control the fear in my heart. I clung to the vine tightly, stepped on a rock ridge under my feet, clung to the cliff, stepped on another rock ridge under my feet, and slowly
It's really stupid to move up. It's better to fight with Miantang than this stupid method, but the competitive spirit in my heart won't allow me to move down.
The biggest desperate situation was not the unknown place ahead, but behind me, with Mian Tang following me like a dog-skin plaster, especially with the bright knife on my waist. I felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
"You will break your head and bleed!" A sharp roar came from below, and the voice came from the Miantang.
"I want to call you the Immortal Cat!" I yelled at him.
To deal with him, you must be hostile, strong against strong, your momentum must not be low, resist hard, and slip out with a lot of swear words: "Son of a dog, a turtle, I'm sorry, you are a fairy! Shaobing, deep-fried dough sticks, steamed buns, twists, I think you are like a pure Shanghainese
Haguaer! You rely on mountains to fall, and rivers to dry up. If you see chickens die and dogs collapse, get out of here!"
With a fierce look in his eyes, he did not forget to play the role of "big brother": "You have the guts. You have bitten me twice in three days. Do you have any infectious diseases? Be my brother. I will make sure you have food and drink. Call me -"
Then, our two creepers crawled upward, one high and the other low.
The crowd gathered more and more.
Na Miantang couldn't speak because he had a knife in his mouth, so he could only rely on waving it with his hand, which was obviously a warning not to talk too much.
Mian Tang had arrived at my feet and looked at me gloomily. I wondered if he regretted following me so stupidly? Was he afraid? He whispered softly and tremblingly: "Come down, if you dare to come down, I won't beat you, you coward."
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The people of the world below my feet forced me to climb forward block by block, and the Nilin in my heart also forced me to climb forward block by block. I looked at them under my feet and laughed childishly.
In this situation, I am that young man who doesn’t know what it feels like to be sad and who insists on talking about sadness in his poems. In fact, I am scared to death. My feet can’t stop shaking. I want to faint. I think I will die in the next second.
My hands were cold. I didn’t have the strength to climb up or down. I knew I was going to fall, floating down like a piece of paper, and then they would sort it into the trash can like they sweep away trash, and eventually become
Adult tree nutrition or dog food.
I never expected that climbing requires too much physical strength. I continued to move up, sometimes left and sometimes right, stepping on the rocks. After a while, I felt my feet were sore and my hands were soft. After climbing for a long time, I calmed down and continued climbing.
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The world above your head is still, while the world below your feet is noisy.
"Cat Jiujiu, jump!"
"Cry, cry."
"Ha ha",
"Brother, grab her feet and pull them down." The bastards headed by Niu Ba were gloating and commenting on the opera below. Xiao Ma Liu even laughed so hard that they were so surprised that someone finally stepped in to take care of them.
I.
Brother Gui was tied up with a rope and couldn't move. He roared hoarsely: "Mian Tang, if you dare to touch a hair on the cat's head, my life is worth one life!"
I mechanically climbed up like a sleepwalker, flashing with fearless emotions. I was afraid of death. I murmured to myself: "Mother..." I lowered my head dully and looked at the pursuer who was close at hand. I thought
I will never show timidity or cry in front of anyone again. At that time, as a 16-year-old boy, I could only express my heart with primitive instincts: "Come on -"
Sound waves rippled.
I felt a dangerous force, attracting me to let go of my hands, descend from the mountain, get rid of the stones under my feet, get rid of hunger, and get rid of a controlled life. During the long moment when my heart beat faster, I imagined that I had let go of everything,
Drift with the waves.
I shivered and worked hard. Slowly, I crawled forward with concentration and determination, moving hand by hand.
My right foot stepped on the tree root growing out of the rock crevice, which was less than the width of my foot. My left foot was hanging in the air, but my two hands were holding on to the vine tightly. As I slowly moved up, my body
My weight couldn't bear the roots of the tree, and I slid down a few meters. If I hadn't been holding on to the vine with all my strength, I would have returned to my original position.