When we were young, we liked to wear floral shirts on the dance floor.
Girls usually had a fluffy perm or left their hair long and straight. otbnkotgt There were also many people drinking, but not like the young people who drank foreign wine later.
We drank a lot of beer at that time, and some people liked to show off when dancing, so they would break dance and shake their whole bodies.
Fatty is a person who loves to strike up conversations.
He will often find someone to chat among girls, but unfortunately, in the end, he often turns the girl he wants to chase into his friend through chatting.
Therefore, we are still single.
This is the first time for Luo Qiong.
Seeing the fat man enjoying himself among the girls, he has a look of admiration on his face.
It feels like he has seen a legendary hero.
I actually feel bored every time I come to a place like this.
I'm not very good at dancing, so the whole body shaking thing while listening to music doesn't seem suitable for me.
Secondly, I like white drinks and have no interest in beer.
But Fatty likes it, so he pulls me in every time.
After I came in, I found a seat near the bar, asked the bartender for a glass of beer, and got a plate of fruit, ready to survive the boring three or four hours.
However, today seems destined to be anything but boring Not long after I sat down, something happened over the fat man's side and they started to make a fuss.
I didn't hear the sound at first, but after a while I felt someone calling me.
When I looked back, Luo Qiong was waving to me in the crowd.
I hurried over and saw a fat man and a strong man facing each other.
There was a strong smell of gunpowder all around.
There were several people standing behind the strong man.
They didn't look like good people.
Two of them even had tattoos on their bodies.
"What's going on?"
I asked.
"Brother Cui was chatting with the girl.
This guy was probably drunk.
He came up and forced the girl to dance.
The girl didn't want to, so he used brute force and scared the girl to tears.
Brother Cui couldn't stand it.
I pushed him away and this guy got into trouble with Brother Cui."
The causes and consequences Luo Qiong said are generally similar to what I thought.
This kind of thing happens every day in discotheques.
If he really takes action, spectators will come up to coax him after a while.
So generally you can't get into fights in discotheques.
Those who get into big fights in discotheques are just movie clips.
If he really wants to fight, he will find a place where no one is around to do it after leaving the disco.
"I'm looking for a girl to dance with, why are you, you fucking little brat, stopping me?"
The drunk man's mouth was full of alcohol and he couldn't speak clearly.
"If a lesbian doesn't want to dance with you, just do whatever you're supposed to do.
I'm just being polite in pushing you.
If you keep messing around, I'll just flirt with you."
The fat man had also been drinking, and because of his fearless character, he started to curse after saying a few words.
The smell of gunpowder was a little stronger.
I stood behind the fat man and saw with my eyes that several people behind him were interested in fucking him.
The matter might get worse, so he stepped forward to give the fat man a hand and whispered: "Fat man, don't choke first, let's take a look at the situation."
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The fat man's head started to clear up after I pulled him like this.
At this moment, a few big men came out of the crowd, looking like they were watching the show.
"If you want to fight, go out and fight.
Don't fight in my place.
Don't blame me for not warning you.
If anyone sees red in my place, I will destroy him."
The big man in the lead was wearing a green military vest, and he looked like a practicing man.
Behind him were all muscular men, full of momentum.
The guy who was looking for trouble opposite waved his hand to make his brother calm down a little.
He turned back to the big man and said, "Brother Jun, I'm going to give you a face today.
We won't see iron in your place."
"Mad dog, don't you fucking call me the boss in front of me.
Don't cause trouble, you know my temper.
If you want to fight, get out and fight."
The strong man called Jun Brother yelled a few words, and the drunkard called Mad Dog nodded, pointed at the fat man and said: "Boy, if you have the ability, find a place to fight outside.
Whoever loses can call daddy, don't you dare?"
"I'm afraid of you, but I can't give birth to an ugly son like yours."
The fat man held his breath and shouted to go back.
"Okay, I'll wait for you in the alley behind.
If you don't dare to come, don't hang out in this place in the future.
Brothers, come out with me."
The mad dog led the people outside.
The fat man was about to rush out as he spoke, but I stopped him.
I looked back at the military guy and said, "Brother, my friend was not wrong about what happened just now.
Can you take care of it?"
He lit a cigarette, looked at me and sneered: "I said, I take care of things inside the place, but I don't care about things outside the place."
The fat man got drunk and lost his temper.
He threw my hand away and rushed out of the disco with Luo Qiong.
I frowned, took out the three-pointed thorns hidden in the coat on my back, lifted my feet and walked out.
"etc" Just as I was about to leave, Brother Jun from behind called me.
"Where did the three-pointed thorns on your hands come from?
You are soldiers?"
Brother Jun asked.
I thought, there are so many people like Mad Dog, the three of us will probably suffer a loss if we go out to fight.
This military guy seems to have some prestige, and he is probably from a military background.
Generally speaking, soldiers will protect soldiers.
This relationship is like that of brothers.
There is no reason for the elder brother to protect the younger brother.
Although the three of us are not soldiers, if we can borrow Brother Jun's hand to destroy Mad Dog and their majesty, we can also protect Fatty.
Isn't it killing two birds with one stone?
But if you are not a soldier, ordinary people can't tell it.
But if you have been in the military and are a veteran, you can easily tell the difference.
This is a kind of temperament.
There is an invisible energy in veterans.
People who have served as soldiers are different from ordinary people.
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So I gave up the idea of lying to him and turned around and said: "The three of us are not soldiers, but my brother's grandfather is an old Red Army soldier, and he helped us make the three-edged thorns.
The old man killed the Japanese and still has shrapnel on his body. .
No more talking, I’m going out to help.”
After saying that, I rushed out holding the triangular thorn.
When we got to the back alley, the two sides were already confronting each other.
There were about ten people on Mad Dog’s side, and there were only three of us here.
They took out several iron rods from behind, and two others held fruit knives.
I saw that they were gangsters and gangsters.
I shook the black cloth and handed two three-edged thorns to Fatty and Luo Qiong.
I picked up a stone from the ground behind me to defend myself.
"Fuck, aren't these three people looking for death when they play with ten of us?
You brat, I'm going to open your eyes today.
Come on, I'll kill them."
Mad Dog threw away his cigarette butt and shouted, and a dozen of his men rushed over.
"Fuck you, I've never been afraid of a fight, so do it."
The fat man roared and rushed forward with the three-edged thorn in hand.
Fighting in those days was really different from that of today's little brats.
Back then, we always fought directly to the head, no matter how serious or serious it was.
People often die in fights.
I know the severity better, but Fatty is different from me.
A few years ago, he had a fight with a gangster and broke three of his ribs, which cost him hundreds of dollars in medical expenses.
This has something to do with the education he received since childhood.
The old man only told him one sentence: "You must never lose a fight, and you must never cry if you lose."
The two sides of us rushed together quickly.
I was still awake and knew that being hit with an iron rod a few times would not be a problem, but the fruit knife was different.
If you stab him with a knife, you won't die.
"You guys hold on and avoid the fruit knife, I'll kill the mad dog."
Capture the thief first and capture the king first.
I carried the stone and rushed directly towards the mad dog.
This guy took a few steps back, with his right hand behind his back.
When he saw me charging towards me, he deliberately ducked back.
"Don't run" I roared, pushed away the guy who was blocking the way, picked up a rock and smashed the mad dog on the head.
But no one expected that this guy raised his right hand, and in the palm of his right hand was a short-barreled shotgun, which was pressed against my forehead.
"You have a gun" I shouted in surprise, not daring to move at all.
He pointed the gun at my head and sneered: "Don't think this is a toy gun.
I put real bullets in it.
Bullets used to shoot deer.
One shot can hit your head as hard as a watermelon."
Same" "If you kill me, you will pay with your own life."
I said nervously.
"Just die, I'm not afraid.
You're different.
You're still young at eighteen or twenty.
You're still young when you're going to fight me.
Kneel down for me."
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The mad dog screamed, and Fatty and Luo Qiong stopped their hands at this moment, neither daring to move
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