Chapter 50 (1/2)

In a community in H city.

Zhang Shuai came back limping triumphantly with a bandage and a plaster cast on his right hand.

”It's so big that I was beaten?” Zhang Shuai squeezed tears and said with a milk voice, with a cute voice.

”Come on, move forward!” the so-called big brother sat on the sofa and raised his hand and hooked his fingers.

”Ah???”

Zhang Shuai stretched his neck and leaned forward.

”Bang!”

The eldest brother raised his leg with a foot, then hit the hemp pole on the head with a fist and said angrily, ”are you fucking stupid? People ask for guns when they play games. You ask for a game. You ask for a fight. If you ask for a fight, you take some people with you! Do you want B to clip his head?”

”Big, I just want to talk to him!!” Zhang Shuai is a little wronged.

”Go, lean against the wall, stand at attention and reflect!” the eldest brother waved his hand very irritably, remained silent for a few seconds, looked at the very poor Zhang Shuai and asked, ”who hit you?”

”Big, it's Xiaomeng who made an appointment with me, but everyone was called by Che Suchen...” Zhang Shuai said wrongfully against the wall.

Yes, now Zhang Shuai's hatred is no longer on the little fierce, but on the old car body,

”The one who opened the concert hall?” the eldest brother said suspiciously.

”Yes! That's him!” Zhang Shuai nodded vigorously.

”It seems that he is really short of money recently, and he has started to shovel things for others? Did you mention me when he hit you?” the elder brother thought and asked.

”Yes, he said you were a JB...” Zhang Shuai turned his eyes and lied shamelessly.

”Shit, this kid is crazy for him...” the elder brother scolded slightly embarrassed.

”Isn't it? He doesn't care about you at all...” Zhang Shuai quickly fanned the flames when he saw the play.

”What do you want to do?”

”Big, you lend me some money. I want to find someone to fix him...” Zhang Shuai thought and said.

”Shit, do you think you can use your mind? All he knows are young people. He can shout a train skin for 500 yuan. When will you be the head when you do it today and tomorrow?” the elder brother scolded silently.

”When to give him dry clothes and when to be the head!” Zhang Shuai thought seriously and said with his teeth.

”You, the brain your mother gave you is a decoration... I don't think you've done it. You've come to the end first...”

”What do you say, big brother?” Zhang Shuai asked with a big mouth.

”Come on, you come here, you like this...”

”High, it's really high!” Zhang Shuai immediately raised his thumb and exclaimed after listening to his brother's idea.

At eight the next morning

”I have to go out and buy a dress later...” Liu Rui said, chewing steamed stuffed buns with oil.

”Why buy clothes?” I asked, looking up.

”Don't you take my sister tomorrow? I have to dress up...” Liu Rui said solemnly.

”Shit, you can take a fucking bath first. I can smell your rancid smell five meters away...” Yang Song said with a disgusted look on his face pinching his nose.

”Do you know who the fuck bothers me most among these people?” Liu Rui blinked and asked solemnly.

”I...” Yang Song replied calmly eating steamed stuffed buns.

”You fucking know... Can you talk to me less after that, brother!! I'm really afraid that one day I'll strangle you in my dream with Meng Liang's army thorn...” Liu Rui shouted with a very painful expression.