Chapter 89 (Part 1)

"Hey, it's time to be happy now. I seldom give girls things."

This sentence seemed to have effect. Zhao Jing smiled on her face and asked gently: "Really?"

For some reason, when Zhang Shaoyu heard Zhao Jing speak in such a gentle tone abnormally, he actually fought a cold war. There must be a conspiracy. If you have known you for so long, you have never seen you so gentle!

"I said crazy, Zhao Jing, we are good friends. Are you making any tricks? Just say it clearly. You make me nervous when you do this." Zhang Shaoyu stopped, looked at Zhao Jing, and asked seriously.

Zhao Jing, who had originally lowered her head, raised her up violently. Zhang Shaoyu could see clearly. It was clear that what shone in his bright eyes was...

"Shaoyu, I..." Zhao Jing spoke as if he had mustered up a lot of courage.

At this moment! At this moment, a voice came: "Brother Zhang!"

Zhang Shaoyu was listening to Zhao Jing's speech attentively. When he heard this shout, he turned his head and saw a silver-white Chevrolet parked on the street. The door was open. The person who walked down was Chen Wenzhong whom he met because of a fight a few days ago.

"Brother Chen, we're meeting again, haha." Zhang Shaoyu turned around and reached out. Chen Wenzhong's white T-shirt and black trousers looked no different from ordinary people. Who would have thought that he was the eldest brother on the road.

With his eyes on Zhao Jing next to Zhang Shaoyu, Chen Wenzhong asked tentatively: "Didn't you bother you?"

"Where are you talking about, Brother Chen, where are you going?" Zhang Shaoyu smiled.

"Hey, come to Changsha to do something, and go to listen to music after finishing it. I don't think it's interesting, so I'll go out and go for a walk on the street. Brother, how about it? Find a place to have a drink?" It seems that Chen Wenzhong likes this little brother very much. He only met for the second time and asked him to have a drink.

This hit Zhang Shaoyu's glass, and the first time he drank with Chen Wenzhong, he felt that this man was generous and upright, but unfortunately he had a quick separation and was still unsatisfied. However, there was another person next to him.

"Then, you go, I'll go back first." After Zhao Jing said this, she turned around and left, without waiting for Zhang Shaoyu to reply, as if she was angry.

"Brother, are you angry?" Chen Wenzhong was a person who came here and could tell at a glance.

Zhang Shaoyu looked at Zhao Jing's back and said thoughtfully: "Maybe." After a pause, he continued: "Don't worry, let's go, Brother Chen, let's have a drink."

When Chen Wenzhong heard this, he raised his thumb and said, "Good looks! How can a big man let women take care of him!"

Today's place to drink is interesting. According to Chen Wenzhong's identity, drinking is naturally a star-rated hotel. But the elder brother said he wanted to have some new ideas. He went to a famous restaurant in Changsha to buy some vegetables, then brought a piece of beer, threw it into the car, and drove away.

As he ran up Liuyang River Road, Chen Wenzhong drove his car very fast, and saw the buildings on both sides of the car falling back like shadows. Chen Wenzhong's face did not change, and he secretly glanced at Zhang Shaoyu, but he still didn't move at all. It was indeed a man!

"Brother, this is Xiangjiang River!" Chen Wenzhong was very excited while sitting by the river and feeling the slightest blowing of the river wind.

"Well, it is really worthy of its reputation, Xiangjiang River, Xiangjiang River." Looking at the wide river surface, Zhang Shaoyu said sincerely. My grandfather Mao, who was stationed in the Orange Island of Xiangjiang River, wrote a moving poem "Biyuanchun, Changsha".

"**Cold autumn, Xiangjiang River goes north, and the Orange Island is at the top. Look at the red mountains, the forests are dyed, the river is green, and hundreds of boats compete for the current." On a whim, Zhang Shaoyu sang casually.

"Eagles strike the sky, fish swim in the shallow bottom, and all things compete for freedom in the frost sky. I feel sad and lonely, and ask the vast earth, who is the master of ups and downs?" Chen Wenzhong immediately followed it, and the words came out of his mouth, but they were full of domineering and vaguely with the leader's spirit back then.

Zhang Shaoyu couldn't help but shouted the color and raised the bottle in his hand. Chen Wenzhong laughed and the two of them drank loudly.

At night, drinking with the gangster brothers from Hunan on the banks of the Xiangjiang River may only happen to Zhang Shaoyu. Just imagine, one is a newly graduated college student who makes a living in the entertainment industry, and the other is a gangster tycoon who is famous and famous. Two people who were originally irrelevant gathered together by nature. It is impossible not to say that fate is really wonderful.

"Oh..." With a long sigh, Chen Wenzhong lay on the grass, looking at the stars in the sky, speechless for a long time. I am afraid that being with this strange boy has aroused a lot of past events in his heart.

Who has never been young? He was quite young. When he was young, he was as energetic as the young man around him. But who would have thought that luck was a mess, but now he is a gangster. He has been fighting and killing for more than ten years and lived a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife.

In a blink of an eye, I was almost old, and I was in line with the ancient poem, "The world is like a trendy man like water, I only sigh that a few people in the world come back."

"Brother Zhang, I remember back then, when I was the same age as you, I was a good student, with both good character and academic performance. Hehe, fuck, who would have thought that I would be here today? This matter, tsk tsk." Chen Wenzhong said with emotion.

Zhang Shaoyu smiled, handed the bottle to his mouth, took a sip, and said, "Where can't look back, seeing his past is always unbearable."

Chen Wenzhong deeply agreed with this sentence and sighed: "Who said no? Alas, I said you are not old and know a lot. It's rare, it's really rare. It's a pity that you don't come out to make a living."

"Haha, come out and spend? Is there any difference? Am I also spending now? People are the same all their lives, they are getting through. In this circle, I am just making a living. You are just making a living by the underworld, and you are just making a living by making a living. It's the same principle. It's also a kind of life." Zhang Shaoyu smiled self-deprecatingly.

Chen Wenzhong got up, stared at Zhang Shaoyu and asked, "It's a kind of life? Hehe, fresh, this is the first time I have heard this. Come on, I did it for your words, "It's a kind of life."

Both of them had a huge amount of beer. After a few bottles of beer, they didn't seem to find it. Chen Wenzhong opened two more bottles.

"Come on, if anyone is not drunk today, he is not allowed to leave. I said last time that I have made a decision on you, my friend."

Zhang Shaoyu glanced inadvertently and said with a smile: "We are afraid we can't drink this wine anymore." Because he saw someone coming here, not alone, but a group of people.

It is hard to see clearly in the night, but there are fewer than seven or eight. At this time, there are such a group of people at this location. If you say that he is here to enjoy the cool air, you will believe it. If you think about Chen Wenzhong's identity, you will not be able to guess the plots that are often staged in the movie.

"Damn it's rare to meet someone who can talk to you. Drinking a wine won't make me quiet." Chen Wenzhong obviously noticed the situation, threw away the two bottles of wine, and said in annoyance. It's not a good sign to make this elder brother angry. But then again, now he and Zhang Shaoyu are several times the number of each other, and things are not very good.

"Brother, I heard from my subordinates that you are good at it. How about practicing?" Chen Wenzhong stood up while laughing.

Zhang Shaoyu followed him and stood up and smiled, "It is also my honor to fight side by side with Chen Wenzhong."

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the figures are crowded. In addition, the wine can enhance courage, Zhang Shaoyu stood proudly, waiting for a fierce battle.

The people are approaching, eight people are empty-handed and don’t take the guy, which is a bit easier.

Five steps away from Zhang Shaoyu and the other party stopped, as if they were not in a hurry to take action.

As a big brother figure, Chen Wenzhong was calm and looked at the other person motionless.

The other party's crowd separated from the middle and stood up alone. Zhang Shaoyu looked familiar with him, but the sky was too dark and he couldn't see it clearly.

"Zhang Shaoyu, how about it? I didn't expect it."

Zhang Shaoyu suddenly laughed, Damn, it turned out that this fight was for Brother Chen today. After a long time, it turned out that it was for him. He said that this grandson was either someone else or a fucking Yanle. I said that during training today, why didn’t the shadow of this grandson be seen? It turned out that he was going to gather people to deal with me.

"Brother Chen, I've been implicating you today."

Chen Wenzhong laughed: "What do you say to be implicated or not? It sounds bad. Even if they are unlucky today, brother, what do you think you do?"

"Those who hand over the teeth will pull it out, and those who hand over the face will pull it out." Zhang Shaoyu said with a smile.

Yan Le seemed to suddenly become angry and shouted loudly: "My grandson named Zhang, I can't stand your crazy spirit. Why are you fucking arrogant? Ah? Do you think this is your Chengdu? Tell you, this is Changsha, my territory. **, I haven't suffered so much loss when I grow up so old. Today I don't order you parts, so I don't believe in words!"

"What? Your territory, little guy, have you asked me if you said this?" Chen Wenzhong couldn't help laughing. The young men these days are really interesting. They are full of energy and don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

Zhang Shaoyu also thought his words were too funny. In front of the eldest brother on Hunan Road, he said Changsha was his territory, which was like an ant saying in front of an elephant that I was bigger than you.

After talking about the opening remarks, the fight began. Eight people fought two of them, and it seemed that their strength was a bit disparity, but when they started, the people from Yanle felt that there were fewer people today.

The older guy is certainly brave, but why is that young man like a desperate man? He punches him like a hammer. He is quite skilled and has no skills. He is a trainee?

The novel often describes that when fighting, screams are everywhere, which is a mess! When you really fight, you can hear the sound of people moving, at most two muffled groans, which is someone who is hit.

For a moment, on the banks of the Xiangjiang River, a martial arts show was being staged at the place where Grandpa Mao wrote poetry. It was originally a very elegant place, but suddenly it became bloody. If the old man was alive, he would have to beat you guys. It would be easy for me to fight the country. Oh, the battle of the country will make you guys defeat this?

"Yeah!" As expected, Zhang Shaoyu was hit and someone kicked the stomach. It was Yan Le. This grandson didn't care about anyone, and he rushed towards Zhang Shaoyu as soon as he started fighting.

This reminded Zhang Shaoyu that he had always had a habit of fighting, so he rushed to the main culprit and ignored the others. Anyway, he fell down one by one. At this moment, when Yan Le appeared, Zhang Shaoyu stared at him and kept greeting him. In just a moment, Yan Le was hit twice in the face. So, Zhang Shaoyu is not kind, don’t slap people in the face, he is still a handsome guy.

Suddenly he grabbed Yan Le and pushed his knees hard on the grandson's stomach! Yan Le immediately fell back like an eggplant. Zhang Shaoyu was not careful and was hit twice again.

"Get out!" With a loud shout, it seemed that Chen Wenzhong was finished. Sure enough, a black shadow rushed to Zhang Shaoyu's side, and the situation immediately fell. Within three minutes, all the people in front of Zhang Shaoyu fell down. The power of the two teams was not bad, haha.

The other party was really real. When he saw that he was not the opponent, he got up and ran away without fighting. He ran away immediately. Zhang Shaoyu paid special attention and Yan Le's grandson escaped the fastest.

"Oh, call more people when you go back. I'm still here, see you all." Chen Wenzhong shouted from behind.

This shocked Zhang Shaoyu. It was already difficult to deal with eight people. The fight was over and they were still here to stop leaving. He also asked others to bring more people? What's the reason for this?

"Brother, don't be afraid. These grandchildren seem to be small characters, and I can't even recognize them. Wait, Brother Chen will support you today and make you majestic!" Chen Wenzhong said while fumbled in his trousers, but he couldn't find anything after touching for a long time.

Zhang Shaoyu guessed what he was looking for, took out his cell phone and handed it over.

"Damn it, I must have been thrown to the ground during the fight just now." Chen Wenzhong cursed, while clicking on his phone.

"Hey, Lao Wu, hey, fuck, I'm your elder brother! Don't ask anything, call me a man and drive it to that, that, under Kaifu Temple, on the riverside, okay, wait for you."

Zhang Shaoyu changed his face when he heard this. With Chen Wenzhong's strength, there are probably dozens of people who are called "as many as you call me".

Before he could finish surprise, Chen Wenzhong added: "By the way, don't bring guys, just come."

After throwing the phone back to Zhang Shaoyu, Chen Wenzhong moved his arm and muttered: "Fuck, I haven't been active for a long time. It's more tiring to have sex than to go to bed."

Zhang Shaoyu took the phone and asked, "Brother Chen, can they still come?" He said that, even though he knew he was not an opponent, could they still come?

Chen Wenzhong smiled and said confidently: "Don't worry, you must come. The brothers on this floor are all very proud of their face. Think about it, the eight of them beat us and made us look dirty. How much face is it? Besides, I'm not talking, we're still waiting for them here.

I guess they didn't finish it, so they called and called someone nearby. Wait, it took less than half an hour to arrive!"

This time, Zhang Shaoyu truly saw what a real gangster is, a real underworld. You said you had just experienced a fierce battle, and Chen Wenzhong actually had the heart to drink.

After searching on the ground, the food and food that had just been fortunately not trampled, Chen Wenzhong called Zhang Shaoyu over again, and the two of them sat on the ground and started drinking again.

"What's going on? Didn't you go to Changsha for a long time? You caused something to happen?" Chen Wenzhong asked while drinking.

Zhang Shaoyu poured a big gulp of wine and stuffed two pieces of meat into it. He said in a speechless manner: "It's a bad luck. As soon as I entered the hotel, I met a plague god. That grandson is a native of Changsha. I heard that he has some background. You didn't see his face at that time, fuck, like an old man. What I have always believed in is that if the road is uneven and everyone steps on it. If you dare to show off in front of me, I will restore your grandson's appearance."

When Chen Wenzhong heard this, he raised his thumb: "I have a talent!"

Chen Wenzhong really made it clear. Isn’t it half an hour before the footsteps sounded again, and Zhang Shaoyu turned his head and looked, oh! There were so many people, and the darkness was pressed over, like a Japanese squadron.

"Here, hehe, brother, guess how many people?" Chen Wenzhong didn't even look at it, and laughed.

Zhang Shaoyu looked over and said with an estimated slightest, "I'm afraid there are more than twenty?"

"Wrong, I'm sure I'm over 30 years old. If I don't believe it, let's take a look."

People gathered around, and this time it seemed that they were quite confident. They didn't even say anything, and directly surrounded Zhang Shaoyu and Chen Wenzhong. They were so crowded that the moonlight could not be seen, and the eyes were pitch black.

Chen Wenzhong burped and stood up staggeringly. Zhang Shaoyu slapped his butt and stood up.

"Brother comes out and says something!" Chen Wenzhong's voice was loud, and the roar made the whole riverside hear it.

"Fuck, I won't talk nonsense to you, brothers..." This was Yan Le's voice. He had just said halfway through, and the people next to him stopped him. He couldn't see clearly in the darkness. He saw that this man was not tall, so he reached Yan Le's shoulder and stood up as thin as he was.
To be continued...