we are bad boys

I looked at Tang Biao, Zhang Feng, Na Yu, and Dabo, and I suddenly had a strange feeling that less than a year ago, I, Zhang Wei, Leilei, Chenchen, Mumu, and the five of us used to be like them Same, joined the path.

At that time, like them, we joined Hei Ge's team with the attitude of a young generation of bastards with full of enthusiasm, but the reality seemed to be too different from what we thought. It took less than a year. In time, I have seen life and death, I have seen shameless betrayal... I have seen a big bastard with infinite glory, who died on the street... I have seen... too many...

In the bloody rivers and lakes, when someone disappears, someone rises. Will our brothers be like Wang Teng when we welcome newcomers! !Like Qin Hu! !Ended miserably like an old turtle...

I wish...not...

"What are you thinking about?" Dakang patted me, then threw me a cigarette and asked.

"It's nothing, I have a fucking old feeling...!" I am not really old, but rather young, but I do have this feeling.

"Today we can watch newcomers join the team. This qualification was bought by you with so many scars and blood. Are you willing to throw it away?" Dakang looked at me and said.

"...I fucking see it through... In this business, you can be a master today, and a grandson tomorrow, and everything around you is floating clouds, so what's the use of holding on tight!" I took a puff of cigarette , said slowly.

"Since you left the campus, the people and things you have come into contact with have been confused with the underworld. If you don't hold on now, can you..." Dakang asked in a deep voice.

He didn't finish his sentence, but I knew what he meant. He meant that I was already trapped, and even if I wanted to leave, it would not be so easy.

Dakang and I whispered for a while, and then Qingzhong showed the demeanor of the general manager, calling everyone out for a meal together, and welcoming Tang Biao and others to join the group.

A group of us, adhering to the attitude of being cheap and not taking advantage of bastards, picked a relatively high-end hot pot restaurant and planned to eat him to vomit blood.

A group of people walked and chatted, went downstairs and drove two cars, Hong Xin's rrv4, and Toyota Overbearing, and then rushed to the hot pot restaurant.

We ordered a large table of dishes, ordered two cases of beer, and started to drink. Wine is indeed a good thing. It can make two people who are not very familiar with each other quickly communicate with each other.

After a few drinks, everyone was already chatting enthusiastically. We are all young people, and we brothers don't have so many stink problems, and we don't have airs, so everyone chatted very happily.

"Although we were with Brother Xu two days earlier than you, it is fate to be able to eat and eat together. In the future, we will work together and discuss it. It is normal to bump into each other. It's just that you don't like us. Call us out, a fight is fine! But when the fight is over, it’s over!! But when it’s over, no one can bring it up again in the future! Brothers still take care of each other!!” Chen Chen’s face turned red, and she patted Zhang Feng , Da Bo said.

"Well... look back 500 million times in the previous life, in exchange for adultery in this life!! We can drink and eat meat together, and sleep with girls! It's all fate! Fate!!" Wang Mumu began to show off his cultural heritage in front of the newcomers up...

"**!! You threw your head away in your last life! You have to look back 500 million times! You old man didn't do anything in your last life! You just f*cking your head away!" Wei Jue was startled Said loudly.

"Vulgar! Uneducated... This is a poem!" Wang Mumu is always so calm, even if you expose him to his face, he will not be angry.

"Oh my god...Brother Mu, why are you so educated?" Tang Biao looked at Wang Mumu enviously.

"Culture can't be considered... recently adapted a few poems by Li Bai...!" Wang Mumu said reservedly and elegantly.

"Come and hear if you can!!" Lord Wei deliberately wanted to make him look ugly.

"Okay... let's go!" Wang Mumu, the pretender, stood up pretending to be embarrassed, then shook his sleeves, closed his eyes full of gum, and began to moan.

"Black smoke coming out of the bathroom in Rizhao!! Look at **Kang Maekawa from a distance!!"

"Three bubbles of shit flew straight down! I saw that there was no paper in my pocket!!"

After Wang Mumu sang a song, he slowly opened his eyes and finished. He lightly tapped the eye feces in the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and flicked them... into the stunned Chenchen's mouth.

We are all jb looking stupid, does this poem rhyme? ?Awesome? ?The scene is fully described!figure!There is also the entanglement of whether to bring paper!I fucking suspect that Li Bai has plagiarized Wang Mumu! !Because this poem should be too jb!Like original!

"Master Mu! You are so jb cultured!!" Tang Biao said adoringly.

"Unintentional work...not worth mentioning... Poetry is just a little hobby of mine. My real strength is ink and wash... When I am free, I will draw this poem for you...you Hang it on the head of the bed if you like it!! Wang Mumu said quite openly.

"Good!!" Tang Biao nodded enthusiastically.

Wang Mumu stroked half of the watermelon head on his head, squinted his eyes and glanced at Tang Biao, and then warned cautiously: "Can you look at my eyes, don't you look like chicken intestines?"

"Hey...it's over, and he's a good young man who fell in love with someone who shouldn't be loved..." I looked at Tang Biao and said regretfully.

"Ha ha!"

A large group of us were chatting in the hot pot restaurant, bursting into laughter from time to time, all very happy, and we ate very late for a meal, and we didn't finish eating until after three o'clock in the middle of the night.

During this period, Tang Biao tirelessly asked Wang Mumu various questions, and Wang Mumu also reservedly answered his various questions.

But we never expected that the conversation between these two people was like a fuse, which caused us, who were calm just now, to start another fight.

After we finished eating, Qingzhong settled the bill, and a group of us walked out of the hotpot restaurant with arms around our necks and waists, supporting each other.

Since Tang Biao and the others officially joined our team, they will need to live in the East China Sea Dragon Palace in the future, so they are all planning to go home to get some clothes and things tonight.

"Little Biaobiao! Remember the vocabulary I gave you just now, review it when you have nothing to do, and when you can recite it fluently, I will teach you some...!" Wang Mumu drank in a daze, and patted Tang Biao wrist said.

"Yeah! I'm sure I won't forget it, I'm only rare for cultural people!!" Tang Biao nodded vigorously.

Then Wang Mumu's eyes were blurred, and he watched his favorite student go away. He was sure that he never expected that Tang Biao not only remembered his words! !He also learned to draw inferences from one example! !