" That year, I was pure and innocent. My heart was flawless, and I showed mercy everywhere. It was true love, the kind of love that did good deeds without leaving a name. Those years, when the old man fell, there were still people who helped him up. That's why no one dared to help him up today. Even those who dared to help him up were poor…
That year, they would still hand over their wallets when they picked them up, and the police would help contact the owners. It was basically a happy situation…That year, when they met beggars, they would still give them money. They would really go and buy two hot buns to put in their hearts…
That year…"”On a long side street, a man in a school uniform stood on the left with his hands crossed. On the right, a beggar had an arrogant expression on his face.
"Give you what? Patron, don't spout nonsense.”He spat on the ground and said," Don't do that, my ass. I'll sue you. This piece of land belongs to me. Take it out and we'll split it in half. Otherwise, I'll beat you up and eat everything you have!”
I went up and slapped his face. He was so angry that two seconds later, I said," I'll f * ck you. I'll fight you to the death."”I took out a black wallet. He immediately stopped and was about to reach out to snatch it.
I changed my hand and slapped him again." Hey." He covered his face." Hit, hit someone. Ah…"
Speaking of this matter, it was like this. It was a weekend, and I went to buy lemons to prepare a gift to the lemons 'house. When I walked to the west section of Wenhua Road, I saw two primary school students fighting. They were middle school students. They had just entered the seventh grade. They fought in the downtown west street for the class belle…This was a scene from a book, but it really played out in front of me…
The wind rolled up a leaf and turned it into the distance…" There's no one else here." F * ck, do you think I'm air?" Yes, I know."
Her tone was very calm, but the two of you chose this place…downtown! West Street! Can't you see the old man selling sweet potatoes? Can't you hear the tanghulu seller shouting? Can't you smell the fried stinky tofu…fried…vomit…
Oh my god, it was too smelly…I vomited at that moment…Oh my god, this is the first time I've smelled such stinky stinky tofu…I thought I was the only one like this. The one who said that there was no one else here…turned around and vomited as well…
The one beside him seemed to be able to hold it in, but now he couldn't either…Let's not talk about how cowardly they were. They couldn't stand even the slightest smell. They hadn't even started fighting yet, but they were beaten up because they vomited next to the fatty who bought pork. Don't you feel wronged? Sigh, he was really too stupid to describe…
After changing locations, I followed them to East Street…I was stubborn and just wandered along this road. This wasn't a meaningful battlefield. Look at the greasy people repairing cars beside me. If any of you accidentally hit the engine oil, it would be unsightly…
Sigh, speaking of this, I have to mention that matter by the way…I remember that it was the third day of June last year. Our group was driving on the highway, but because the bridge collapsed, it caused traffic to be congested, so we stopped on the road for two hours.
In the end, we had no choice but to follow behind a good-looking Audi and walk on a country road…There were no other cars on the bumpy road. Although it was slow, it was better than waiting aimlessly. As for why the highway guardrail could be lowered, I just want to say that there were no fences on the highway in that era…
Even if there were, they would be sawed off and sold by the villagers…
When they passed by a village, something happened again…Let's talk about this village first. I don't remember its name. Anyway, its character is really bad. An old man driving a carriage squeezed by the roadside, and a young man who went into the city to sell food was in the middle of the road. On the other side was a pile of firewood.
This was the situation... The old man seemed to be the second uncle of the brawny man... After a stalemate for more than ten minutes, the villagers who were watching the show gathered around. Seeing that the situation was not good, we fell out and wanted to take a detour...
Before they could leave, a bespectacled man came out of the Audi. The first thing he said was," Alright, alright, stop arguing. Hurry up and recuperate. County Head Lu is going over."”
Normally, when a normal person heard this, they would indeed have to give him face. After all, he was an official of the current dynasty, so it was not good to lose too much face. However, the bad thing was that the people in this village had bad tempers. The burly man was already angry, but he couldn't do anything because of the second uncle's face. At this time, he just happened to deliver a blind look.
His rationality had long been infinitely close to zero. At this time, he was babbling, and his rationality immediately dissipated. He was knocked to the ground in one round…That refined man was not a match to begin with, and those two were relatives after all. His nephew made a move, and Second Uncle also went to help…Then, County Head Lu, who was in the car, could not sit still anymore.
That was his chauffeur. What if he broke it? He closed the car door and stuck out his belly." Hey, hey, hey, stop. I'm your Lu County…" In the end, he did not let him finish his sentence and slapped his glasses away…
"Hey, how dare you hit me? You know I am.”Peng…Another kick landed on his huge stomach. Before he could catch his breath, he was slapped by the burly man and landed on the pile of cow dung or pig dung beside him…
Well, not only did he hit the county head, he even hit the sh * t. He vaguely remembered that the county head even said," I'll take responsibility if you touch me." In the end, he even flipped the car over…We saw that the situation was not right, so we quickly turned around and escaped…
Back to the present, the person on the right carefully probed and reached out to hit the other person's shoulder. The other person responded and hit his head. Perhaps it was because he used a little more strength, he punched again, and it seemed to be stronger.
The other party was not willing to be outdone. He slapped him in the face and then the two of them started fighting. They were already beaten black and blue by the butcher, and now they had to fight again. Moreover, because this was a place to repair cars, their feet were covered in engine oil. There was nothing left.
It was all printed on the other party's body. It was dirty. In the end, they fought on the ground. It looked like they were pulling their hair and digging their eyes. They fought very miserably. I was watching with relish and did not notice the situation behind them at all…
An old man was carrying a 16-meter-long steel pipe as he walked forward. It looked very heavy. He was walking on a 10-meter-wide road. It was fine if he was carrying it vertically, but he was carrying it horizontally. I was watching the show, so I didn't notice it. I just vaguely felt a person wearing a yellow safety helmet walking past me.
Before I could laugh, the steel pipe hit the back of my head with a bang. I quickly lowered my head and covered the back of my head. It's okay, it's okay. It really hurts…I didn't want to watch the show anymore. I raised my head and shouted,
"Who is it? F * ck, which blind thing hit me! "I'm blind." Just as I raised my head, I saw a black thing hit my face again…It turned out that the unlucky old man also felt that he had hit someone. He wanted to turn around and take a look, but he forgot that he was still holding the steel pipe in his hand. This time, he turned around and hit my face again…
I was so unlucky…When I got up, he was already gone…However, it was a blessing in disguise. Not far away, on the road, I saw a wallet…
I immediately rushed forward. I didn't want to be the first to be covered with dirt. Without thinking, I stepped on it. He retracted his palm in pain. I picked it up and turned around to leave!
However, I still didn't know much about the road conditions. After moving a few more streets, I was stopped by him by the roadside…I looked at him. Damn, he's a beggar, and he's so ugly…
"Brother, this is considered robbery. I won't say anything. We'll just take it and go home.”"Amitabha. Patron, how can a Buddhist disciple be greedy for money? I've never seen this before.”
The beggar was amused." Don't talk nonsense. Quick, take it out. It's good for both of us."”"Hehe, monks don't lie. I think you've misunderstood.”
"Don't talk nonsense, I'll take it myself..."”He wasn't as stupid as he was on TV, but I was a little loud and scared him. He was stunned. I turned around and wanted to run. Sigh, but he had practiced. He hugged my leg and made me unable to move.
He said that if I didn't give it to him, he would say that I hit someone and wanted to blackmail me…Helpless, I could only stand up first and then discuss the issue of splitting the spoils. That was the scene just now…However, I can't give him the money. He's protecting this street. I can't compare with him, so I might as well…
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