Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Leading Huang Mao asked: "Did you recognize?"

Everyone nodded one after another: "Recognize it, wear a white down jacket and long hair."

Doing this is the best thing to fight grass and snakes. There is noisy and dim lights in the game hall, but only in this kind of place can these people look around freely, without having to worry about being discovered by Dongge.

One said, "Brother, when are we going to get him?"

Another said, "Grab the one that our elder brother fancy.

Huang Mao shouted, "It's enough to break one leg. No one can tell you **** someone. Whenever you start, listen to the greeting."

After a simple total, several people went to play pool together.

A few young people were whimpering, while the thin monkey, holding a bottle of beer and two disposable plastic cups, walked to Huang Mao and poured a glass for him: "Go and watch it. "

Huang Mao took out the crumpled group photo from his pants pocket: "Hold this photo."

Skinny monkey: "... this **** is the one I gave you?"

"It's been passed for a while, and you'll be content if you have something like that." Huang Mao grinned and made a nasty gesture. "Who makes girls look good, they just look at the photos ..."

The skinny monkey scorned the photo on his placket. "Is anyone familiar?"

"Unknown."

The thin monkey stared: "You patronized me, right?"

Huang Mao waved his hand: "These **** fucking mothers all look the same at first glance. How do you recognize this?"

The thin monkey took out the picture and looked at it.

The teenagers and girls in the white clothes and black trousers were carefully selected from a young age, and their figures were the same.

The appearance is indistinguishable, the clothes are exactly the same, and the photo is taken together.

Even thin monkeys have to count them one by one to recognize where their brother is.

Huang Mao took a sip of wine: "Isn't there a single photo of that kid?"

"My brother should have it, but he's so timid that he can't let him know that we do this kind of thing." The thin monkey said, "But the little cub named Dong is very famous. The winning photos are searched online A lot. "

Huang Mao said, "That's goodbye. This group of puppets, saying that a fool who grabs someone else's wife, is all about to go; tell them to go to a world championship, it is estimated that they all have bears."

The thin monkey frowned slightly: "I'm afraid they are going to get into the game. Can they be trusted?"

Huang Mao pouted: "You can rest assured. I've been familiar with the police in this small place for a long time, and the surname of Dong is not a very good origin. It's just a small door and a small family. Alright, let's play a play and turn this into a 'drunk fight' ... "

As he said, he lowered his voice: "... At that time, even if they found Dongge's status uncommon, they would have to bite to death because they were not squatting." Let's fight for them again. " , The maximum sentence is 15 days. "

The thin monkey was relieved.

If it was not a last resort, he didn't want to find a reliable brother.

But his surname was his brother's dish, and he would have to enter Lou's door later. He is also a frequent visitor to his cousin's house. If he was smashed by his surname He when he was mixing with his brothers, his brother would be finished. "

The close brothers are not good enough to come forward directly, so the thin monkey intends to pick a few face-to-face hands.

Huang Mao patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Lou, you can rest assured that this matter is handed to me, and I promise to make it beautiful for you."

The thin monkey reminded him: "One leg."

Huang Mao said, "One leg, don't have more."

The two smiled at each other and hit the glass.

Around five in the afternoon, the three came out of the arcade.

Lou Sifan was quite a bit interested: "Now leave."

He Changsheng said, "I told my mother Dong today to go back for dinner."

Winter Song: "Well."

Lou Sifan didn't mind, and said gently: "Where are the three of us going to play tomorrow?"

He Changsheng pulled out the booklet from his pocket and turned to a page where he took a lot of notes seriously.

There are not many places to play in the small county. He Changsheng spent a lot of effort in order to ease Lou Sifan's knot.

He said, "Go to KTV tomorrow."

Lou Sifan proposed: "KTV, how about going to barbecue after dinner?"

He Changsheng looked at Dongge: "Go back and ask Mother Dong's opinion."

Winter Song: "Well."

He Changsheng said, "Don't get old 'um'."

Dongge thought for a while, changed a synonym: "Listen to the older generation."

He Changsheng can't stand the words "senior" in Dongge now. It is cold, but it seems to seduce people.

He Changsheng tilted his face, unconsciously: "... um."

Lou Sifan: "..." My eyes are still better.

He held back his impatience and laughed, "Contact me that night. I'll book a private room. Initially, it's 8 to 12 pm, how about it?"

He Changsheng and Dongge at the same time: "Yes."

Lou Sifan: "... I'll send you back."

He Changsheng said, "Let's take you. Then the two of us will come back again." This way, we can go double the road with Dongge.

Lou Sifan's back molars were sour. "No need. I'll go back by myself."

He Changsheng, who was dialing a small abacus, heard the disappointment and said, "Ah?"

Lou Sifan held back the blue tendons on his forehead and turned his back: "I'm back."

Watching Lou Sifan go away, Dongge said, "Senior, go home."

With hope again, He Changsheng was immersed in disappointment and couldn't help himself: "Well."

Dongge looked at the teenager's too lonely expression, and pursed his lips: "Senior, let's go to the barber shop."

He Changsheng looked at him.

Dongge stroked his head: "I'll cut my hair." This will allow Xiaozi to stay alone with his predecessors for longer.

He Changsheng immediately agreed: "Okay. I know there is a place to cut hair well."

They walked through half of the small county town and went to a small shop that was said to have "good haircuts."

In fact, where does He Changsheng know what a good barber shop is, this is the one Lou Lou often visits.

None of them was a talkative person. Dong Ge cut her hair quietly, and He Changsheng looked at it quietly, each of them felt at ease.

They stayed together until more than seven in the evening before they got home by taking three jumpers.

As soon as he entered the house, Dongge was pumped several times by Dongma's face while holding the bamboo broom on the bed.

Dongge is a little grieved: "Why."

Mother Dong poked at his head fiercely: "Little calf, I asked you to cut your hair a year ago, wouldn't you? You haven't heard of it, Zhengyue's haircut?"

Dongge: "... I didn't hesitate."

Mother Dong stunned and pointed at Dong Feihong who was putting vegetables at the dinner table: "Are you still your uncle?"

Dong Feihong, who was holding a dish, couldn't help but: "I'm eating."

He Changsheng followed by pouting and laughing.

Dongge's family style is completely different from that of Lou Sifan's family. He Changsheng likes the tenderness of this kind of ordinary mortal.

In the morning of the next day, Dongge and He Changsheng trained at the ice rink at home. After lunch, the two returned to their rooms to take a rest and recharge for the evening.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Lou Sifan came to the door, and Dongge and He Changsheng got up to clean their clothes.

Dongge said to her mother while picking her coat: "Mom, don't wait for the door at night."

Mother Dong said, "Which KTV do you play with? I told your uncle to pick you up after leaving."

Lou Sifan immediately said, "Auntie, don't worry. When the scene is gone, I will send Dongge back."

Mother Dong: "Oh, how sorry this is."

Lou Sifan smiled: "I am the oldest, it should be."

Watching the three men walk out of the ice rink, Huang Mao who squatted and smoked while watching the three, sent text messages to the little junkies who were ready.

"The target is a light blue jacket and a hat."

"Don't touch those who wear red, it's the brother's dish."

"The time and place have been issued to you, and there is only one entrance. Wait for an opportunity."

By the end of the day, time was already pointing at twelve.

The first month is a time for family reunion, so fewer people come out and play with friends at night. Many shops on the street have turned off their lights, and there are only a few shampoo shops with lights on. Several old couplets that were torn off the door were flying around the street in cold wind, sending out flapping paper sounds, as if cut paper money.

The KTV was driving in a dimly lit alley in which the three people walked out of the KTV, and they had to walk through three alleys to reach the street.

As they walked through the second lane, the three heard a sing-along song in front of them at the same time.

Lou Sifan smiled when he noticed the strong alcohol approaching.

...... Here comes.

Without hesitation, he courageously informed the cousin's efforts yesterday.

But he immediately made a disgusting tone: "Longevity, Winter Song, let's walk by."

He Changsheng nodded, reached out and held the sleeve of Dongge walking in the outermost circle: "Back."

But when the group of oncoming people was close at hand, He Changsheng realized what to avoid was inevitable.

Like the bulls, they hung on to Dongge's shoulders.

Dongge was smashed into a crook and flew into He Changsheng's arms.

Lou Sifan was angry, stepped forward and snapped sharply: "What do you do?"

Dongge didn't speak, but He Changsheng was too familiar with the rhythm of this "finding", reached out to drag Lou Sifan, and wanted to signal him not to confront these people.

But it's too late.

A fat man, headed by a drunken man, spit in a sputum on Lou Sifan's shoes: "Oh, pretty good."

Lou Sifan accused seriously: "The road is so wide, do you have to hit someone?"

The fat man said, "Hey, I hit you. Don't you agree?"

Lou Sifan: "Why don't you make sense?"

The fat man grabbed Dongge's placket and lifted him up and pushed him on the gravel floor: "Hey, I won't talk to stupid people, you want to slap."

As soon as the words fell, the group of people behind the fat man spooked their heads, surrounded by fans like Dongge in a fan shape, and scolded some dirty words in their mouths.

He Changsheng looked around.

There is a home decorated near here, with bricks and long wooden bars.

The current situation is completely different from Dongge's original picking at four o'clock. The other party is an adult. They are all tall and big. They have six or seven people. There are only three of them. In addition, there are too many tools here. It will definitely hurt.

Especially at this juncture, they will be playing in a few months.

Although He Changsheng is upright, it does not mean that he will do things beyond his control.

He knew that the only way was to run.

Fortunately for him, Dongge's estimation of his strength is quite in place.

He didn't try to provoke, but swept away the dust on his placket in silence, and stood up staggeringly.

Who would have thought that the fat man saw him get up, kicked him up, and kicked him up, just hitting his belly.

This moment was really light, and Dongge rolled a few meters away.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Lou Sifan shoved the fat man and shouted: "Run!"

Dongge responded very quickly, regardless of the pain, grabbed the sleeves of He Changsheng who pulled him, and turned his head towards them.

061 asked the same question thirty-six times, and there was a bit of anxiety in his tone: "May I help ?!"

Chi Xiaochi responded to him thirty-six times: "Wait."

061 was so distressed: "You're injured! Soft tissue contusion ..."

Chi Xiaochi limped forward with his sore wound: "I found it."

As he spoke, he listened to the movement coming from behind him.

... these people did not catch up.

And Lou Sifan did not keep up.

When the bridge of his nose was hit with a punch, Lou Sifan couldn't react, and he was bent down by the soreness in his tears.

After he planned to push away the fat people, he rushed behind them, found a place to hide, and let them catch Dongge, and then went through these alleys that had been familiar for a long time, found the longevity, and staged a rescue act .

I didn't expect that the fat man caught him, he smiled, and then punched head-on.

Lou Sifan touched the apparently misplaced nasal bone and was in pain: "What are you doing?"

No one answered his question.

He was knocked to the ground with a kick, and rain-like fists rushed at him.

He looked like a sandbag and was lost by countless fists.

But after dozens of seconds of besieging, the fists and feet disappeared at the same time.

Everyone fell apart, and Lou Sifan, whose face was sandy, opened his vague eyes and watched as the fat man headed out, picking out a piece of about the thickness of a big arm in a pile of wood.

No, not ...

There must be something wrong ...

Lou Sifan screamed, "You let me go! I am--"

The fat man didn't let him finish his introduction.

The stick choked on the wind, and slammed it on Lou Sifan's knee.

Lou Sifan couldn't even make a call at the moment, and opened his mouth wide, his eyes and the tears slumped.

He Changsheng, who ran a hundred meters away in the alley following Dongge's head, finally found out that Lou Sifan didn't follow.

He stood still.

The time just turned around, a scream of screaming like the wheel of a truck, run over He Changsheng's nerves.

He Changsheng opened his eyes wide.

The next second, he turned and ran back.

Dongge grabbed him: "Why are you going?"

He Changsheng was so anxious that he cried: "Brother Lou! Brother Lou didn't come out !!"

Dongge froze, as if only found out, took two deep breaths, firmly holding He Changsheng's hand, bent down, picked up two bricks from the corner of the side, and photographed He Changsheng's hand: "Together."

061 Anxious: "What are you doing?"

Chi Xiaochi did not respond, only slightly moved his neck.

061: "..." Damn it!

The two hoees were rushing back with the bricks, and a figure ran out of the oblique stab, catching one in one hand: "Dongge! Longevity!"

Winter Song looked back, but couldn't help but flash: "Uncle?"

Come here is Dong Feihong.

He looked at the big footprints on Dongge's body and said anxiously, "What's wrong? Your mother asked me to pick you up, and I heard when I arrived—"

He Changsheng shook uncontrollably: "Uncle, something happened. Brother Lou has something wrong."

Dong Feihong said, "I'll go and see."

As soon as Dongge took hold of his hand, his expression became tense: "They are many."

Dong Feihong said succinctly: "I have everything."

He turned his eyes to He Changsheng, and his warm eyes were filled with cold light at the moment, and he ordered: "Don't you bother here, don't make trouble, call the police immediately."

After all, he turned and pulled his feet, and ran towards the place where the screams were issued.

And where Dongge could not see, Dong Feihong's eyes were completely gloomy.

He moved the neck bone slightly, making a crisp rattle.

As soon as they dialed the phone, they heard another heartbreaking tragic sound in the same direction.

He Changsheng and the operator who rang the phone shook.

Fortunately, the voice does not belong to Dong Feihong, nor does it belong to Lou Sifan.

Then came another sound.

When the operator heard such movements, he also realized the seriousness of the incident, asked the specific place where the brawl occurred, and immediately notified the police.

In just one minute of talk time, a total of seven screams came from the alley.

As soon as the phone froze, He Changsheng couldn't help worrying anymore. He lost his brick and rushed back.

Winter Song followed.

When the two returned to the alley, they couldn't help but take a breath.

All the seven people who surrounded them fell to the ground, each with an extremely obvious injury to the broken bones, each wailing and wailing.

The fat man who was still flaunting Wu Yangwei just now has become a pile of creeping meat mountains, dragging a broken leg back in fear.

And Dong Feihong approached him step by step, his eyes were full of creepy indifference.

The fat man's eyes were red, his teeth were rattling, and his mouth begged: "Brother, brother, forgive me. Forgive me, I will never dare ..."

Dong Feihong turned to Dongge and said, "Dongge, are they bullying you?"

Hearing the name, the fat man's eyes widened like a hell, and his rib cage expanded. The fat on his face trembled: "Dongge? Dongge ... is he Dongge?"

Dong Feihong frowned: "What do you mean?"

Immediately, he tasted something wrong: "Did you come to Winter Songs intentionally? Are you intentional?"

Before the fat man spoke, Dong Feihong punched him with a punch and was hitting the wall on his left ear.

The fat man clearly heard the sound of rolling stones falling from his ears, and Dong Feihong's lowered voice: "Speak."

The fat man didn't dare to imagine what such a punch would do to his own head, and immediately cried out with all his tears: "It's Big Brother ... It's Lou Siyun! Lou Sifan's brother called us to play Dongge and asked him One leg! We didn't want to come by ourselves! ... "

He Changsheng, who had just ran to Lou Sifan and squatted, was about to look at his injury, and he froze.

He shifted his eyes stiffly to the fainting Lou Sifan, shaking slightly on his lips.

Dong Feihong found something wrong and forced to ask, "How can you recognize the wrong person?"

after an hour.

In the infirmary of the Public Security Bureau, 061 asked Chi Xiaochi, who was a good medicine, the same question.

"How can they recognize the wrong person?"

Chi Xiaochi carefully pulled down his shirt: "Why don't they?"

061 Silence: "... you already knew?"

Chi Xiaochi said: "There are too many flaws. The location of KTV, the time to choose to sing KTV, is not right."

061 remembered.

Last night, Chi Xiaochi checked the specific location of the KTV by hand after receiving a WeChat from the KTV box booked by Lou Sifan.

Chi Xiaochi held his stomach for a while and said, "I've let you check many times about Lou Sifan's family history. I have long known what social relations he has."

That's right, but 061 did not expect that Chi Xiaochi could remember the information consulted a long time ago.

Chi Xiaochi also said, "These people followed us yesterday."

061 said, "... how did you find it?" Even he couldn't find it.

Chi Xiaochi said, "I'm a star."

061: "... hmm?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "I can have six or seven paparazzi when I go out and throw a trash."

061: "..." I see.

"I felt that something was wrong, and I started to think of a way." Chi Xiaochi said, "With Lou Sifan's character, he can't do it himself or arrange familiar people to do it, so as not to involve him. Since these people are against us Unfamiliar, it is inevitable that there are loopholes in cognition. "

Rubbing his wounds, he asked slowly: "Six teachers, I ask you, if you are not familiar with a person, what is the best way to identify him."

... is, of course, characteristic.

061 suddenly realized: "So, you went to cut your hair yesterday ..."

Chi Xiaochi nodded slightly: "After the biggest feature is eliminated, another feature needs to be changed."

With that said, he stood up, walked to the back of the chair, and picked up the coat on top.

— That's a double-sided jacket.

The inside is pale blue, while the eversion white side is printed with a black footprint.

Chi Xiaochi held his coat in his hand and wrote lightly: "Today, when Lou Sifan entered the house, I chose the clothes to go out according to the color of his clothes."

061 took a breath of air.

He remembered that Lou Sifan was wearing a dark blue coat today.

If you look at it alone, dark blue and light blue are of course extremely distinguishable. However, under dim street lights, human vision will be seriously affected.

In KTV, when Chi Xiaochi took off his jacket and put it on again, the action naturally turned the white face out and shoved the cap into his bag.

In the group of roadblocking eyes, all three did not wear hats and lost the reference of long hair. Then, one person was wearing a prominent red, one was wearing a prominent white, and the rest was wearing a blue one. Is it dark blue or light blue?

With that said, 061 would inevitably ask one more question: "If he didn't plan to do it. If he just wanted to hear He Changsheng, repair your relationship?"

Chi Xiaochi blinked and asked, "Will I lose my hair by changing my hair?"

061: "..."

Chi Xiaochi turned his head and looked out the glass window.

Under the bright corridor lights, He Changsheng was sitting alone on a plastic bench, and the shadow projected a long time. He stared at the floor, holding his head, wondering what he was thinking.

Chi Xiaochi whispered, "The person with the biggest loss is outside."

061 think, the person with the biggest loss is obviously in the hospital.

At this moment, Dong Feihong was sitting in the interrogation room.

The injury report had just been sent, and the investigating police officer was surprised to say, "There is only one injury?"

The person who gave the report was also surprised: "Everyone has only one place on his body, but every place is fractured. The hands are stable and accurate."

The legal definition of righteousness or justifiable defense is to stop in time when a crisis occurs, and if the opponent loses the ability to resist, if he is beaten or even killed, it is an excessive defense.

And in this way, he slammed the enemy fiercely. No one can say that the person who beat the man is over-defensive, but can only be regarded as a hero.

The police officer and his companion walked back to the interrogation room, sat down opposite Dong Feihong, and examined Dong Feihong's face.

Such a gentle man ...

After asking the name, age and **** as usual, he asked, "Your occupation?"

Dong Feihong replied politely: "Cartoonist."