But this afternoon, it was really fine, and he couldn't help the crotch of his pants as soon as it disappeared for a day.
It's better to have a girl fuck than nothing, so he has been waiting for the call to be connected.
But the phone rang for sixty seconds, and no one answered at all. He didn't believe in evil, so he called another one, and was directly hung up this time.
Qiyang, depressed.
Twenty minutes later, the taxi stopped on the side of the sultry road at night.
"Dude, get out of the car?" The driver looked at Qiyang's desolate appearance, and asked rather unscrupulously in his heart.
"No more... drive..."
Qiyang raised his hand, and reluctantly asked the driver to drive, but at this moment, he appeared in the downstairs of the clubhouse, and he was distraught.
The sister’s younger sister carrying a small bag, dressed up and downstairs, the white breasts on her chest jumped up and down, as if she was about to jump out of the shackles of the sweater.
She stood in place and looked at it, and suddenly ran towards a desolate middle-aged man smoking under the light pole. After passing, she kept shaking her middle-aged arm.
Not knowing what she said, the middle-aged man hesitated at first, and then his sister took the initiative to kiss the vicissitudes of the cheek. The middle-aged man finally nodded and agreed, and the two were about to leave.
"Hold!"
Qiyang opened the door, threw fifty yuan into the car, and ran over like a gust of wind.
Fuck you, bought cosmetics for your sister. It took more than three thousand. I fucking told you to come out and play, and you still fool me. Why, I'm so fucking worthless with you? Can't even compare to a down-and-out middle-aged?
At this time, the monstrous anger almost squeezed Qiyang's head. He ran over quickly, without even thinking about it, his body jumped up, and his body directly slammed the middle-aged forward a few steps.
"It's a grassy horse!"
Qiyang rushed up in a rage, beating the middle-aged.
"Ah! Mink brother!"
When the younger sister looked at her, she exclaimed and stretched out her hand to grab it, only grabbing one corner of Qiyang's clothes.
"Fuck you! Dare to grab my woman, fuck you..."
Qiyang's knee was against the middle-aged's waist, and an old punch hit the middle-aged's face without money.
"Brother, brother, stop beating, stop beating, he is also a guest."
"You get up!"
The middle-aged was very wronged. He thought it was an affair and was discovered by the family, so he didn't dare to do it, but after listening to a few dialogues between the two,
Suddenly he changed his normal state and pushed Qiyang away, his figure jumped up suddenly, and he began to fight back.
"Boom!"
The middle-aged punches are not fast, but each punch is quite powerful. The first punch directly knocks off one of Qiyang's teeth, and the second punch hits Qiyang's lower abdomen, causing him to take a cold breath.
The battle between the two became more and more fierce, and the younger sister simply couldn't pull it out.
The Qiyang after the armistice is quite a miracle.
"Pooh!"
He turned his head and spit out, suddenly a mouthful of blood, clutching his lower abdomen and grinning with pain.
"Fuck you!" The middle-aged pointed at Qiyang, looked around for a week, and ran away.
Qiyang suffered a loss, and finally he knew that the middle-aged man, who had been dealing with beasts since he was a child, was a pig killer who sold pork in the vegetable market.
"Big brother, you, are you okay?" The younger sister was frightened, seeing Qi Yang crazy for the first time.
"It's nothing to do with you." Qiyang didn't pick up the tissue from his sister, wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, turned and left.
In fact, my sister didn't understand Qiyang at all. After sleeping several times, no one could understand the other's heart.
Qiyang took two steps, looked up at the sultry sign at night, blinked his eyes, and went straight upstairs.
"Eh, brother! Brother Mink."
My sister was frightened, thinking that he was going up to find trouble, and then ran up. She almost ran up, but still did not prevent the tragedy from happening.
Qiyang took a few steps up to the second floor, and happened to see the two Qingpi who was asking for money that day, and went up to fight without saying anything. Qingpi who responded, called for support, and fought back.
But who knows, Qiyang played a rogue and lay directly on the ground when he saw that he couldn't beat it.
"Fuck, you kill me."
"Damn, is the sense of existence coming?" Of course, Qingpi was not used to it. Five or six young people were violently beaten at Qiyang.
Soon, Qiyang lay in a pool of blood.
"Fuck, throw it out, this man is a lunatic."
The younger sister saw this bloody scene, but was helpless.
A minute later, Qiyang, covered in blood, was thrown on the road downstairs.
Qi Yang lay on the ground, and after a while, he felt the painful body and stood up.
Several fights showed that this forced body is not a normal fight.
He looked at the sultry sign in the night and sneered, then took out the phone.
"Hello, 110?"
Five minutes later, the phone number of the household in the jurisdiction was directly connected to Erye's cell phone.
"Oh, old Dong."
As the leader of the upper echelon of Pingyuan Rivers and Lakes, he was still drinking tea and talking outside at this time, and when he answered the phone, he was obviously in a good mood.
When the relationship heard his tone, he frowned: "Someone called the police and said that the store in your city had beaten someone. Don't you know?"
"...When did it happen?" The second master was dumbfounded.
"Just now." The relative said relaxedly: "The tail is handled cleanly, and the police will be dispatched right away."
"it is good."
After a few words, the two hung up, and the second master thought for a while with his mobile phone. He wanted to call the store manager and ask him to deal with it, but after thinking for a while, he denied the idea.
For two years, someone dared to make trouble in a storefront in the city. Could there be other ways in it?
The second master is a long-sleeved dance, and cautious boss. After saying goodbye to his friends, he rushed to the storefront in the sultry night city with the driver.
Twenty minutes later, the attending police arrived at the scene.
"You called the police?"
The blood stains on Qiyang's face had dried up, and it was smeared on his face in lumps, making it difficult to see the true face.
He turned around and pointed to the second floor where the night was sultry, and shouted angrily: "They beat people, they are lawless and bullying!"
Having said this, he still felt that it was not enough, so he racked his brains to come up with a few words: "Here is the dirt, prostitution, or organized gangs, do you care about it?"
An older policeman, a young auxiliary policeman, when he heard what he said, he frowned and his face tangled.
"Underworld? You mean yourself?"
Erye, who had just arrived, got out of the car, and the driver came over without speaking.
He grabbed Qiyang's collar neck and asked fiercely, "Where is this, is it clear?"
"What, are you going to kill me?" Qiyang squinted at him, blinked, and took the initiative to send his body forward, patting his neck with his palm and shouted:
"Come on, aren't you bully? Don't you want to kill people? Can you find a location? Look good, it's here... the aorta, cut it down, and make sure that the blood splashes all over you!"
The driver was taken aback, grabbed the hand of Qiyang's neck, and subconsciously let it go, completely unable to understand Qiyang's mentality.
"Hold!"
Looking at his state, Qiyang punched his chest and cursed, curling his eyebrows and looking at the second master who came over: "Are you the boss?"
Erye's face was very ugly, and he stood beside the two policemen without speaking.
As soon as he hit his eyes, he felt that the person in front of him must be the hob meat who came to find the fault, and it was very difficult to deal with.
"Did you see, your people beat me like this, lose money." Qiyang looked at the second master and said unreasonably.
"You say you lose money when you lose money. Who knows if you took the initiative to find sexual troubles?" The driver was a good student and didn't dare to do it.
"Eh..."
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, the police stopped for a while and asked Qiyang, "Who have beaten you?"
"It's up, you go up and see it."