"Bang!"
Luo Haiping reacted from the panic, slapped his mistress's son, and yelled: "You bitch, I provide food, drink and school for you mother and son, but you actually slap me My daughter, every hair of hers is more precious than yours!"
The high school student probably didn't expect that Chen Hansheng actually blocked it with his bare hands. He looked up at Chen Hansheng with a very shocked look. After receiving a slap from Luo Haiping, The steel bars were released with a clang, and the person was swaying and unable to stand firm.
"Luo Haiping, don't hit my son!"
The woman in mink struggled to stand up. Her ankle was probably sprained, and she limped upstairs to talk to Luo Haiping. Hai Ping fights.
"Luo Xuan, are you okay?"
Huang Xiaoxia also rushed over, hugged Luo Xuan and cried.
Her legs were trembling. Luo Xuan was really going to be hit by the steel bar. Huang Xiaoxia didn't know what to do next.
Only Chen Hansheng looked left and right and found that everyone was very lively and seemed to have forgotten this hero. He could only poke Huang Xiaoxia by himself: "Aunt Huang, please stop crying now. There is a red star at home. Flower oil? Why don't you give me the safflower oil first and then cry?"
"Yes! My head is messed up when I'm scared."
Huang Xiaoxia. He quickly pulled Chen Hansheng back to the house, but Chen Hansheng was worried that something would happen again, so he picked up the steel bars.
This kind of steel bar is a common thing on construction sites. The small half is about 20 centimeters. I didn’t expect it to be quite easy to hit people.
Chen Hansheng sat on the wooden floor. After taking off his down jacket, he found a conspicuous mark on his arm.
Fortunately, this is the area with the most muscles, and since I was wearing a cotton-padded down jacket in winter, it was just a traumatic injury. However, under the heavy blow, layers of red blood seeped out from under the skin.
"Does it hurt, senior brother?"
With tears in her eyes, Luo Xuan stretched out her fingers to touch it gently.
"What do you think?"
Chen Hansheng said angrily: "You are a lunatic. If I hadn't stopped you just now, you would have to go to the hospital for rescue now."
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"I'm sorry..."
Luo Xuan felt very distressed. She stared at the mark and suddenly slowly leaned down and put her fair face close to Chen Hansheng Arm, just as Luo Haiping finished teaching his mistress and mother and son, he walked in and saw this scene and was a little embarrassed.
Luo Haiping was not a fool, and he immediately understood that the entanglement between Luo Xuan and Chen Hansheng was more complicated than imagined.
Although they are not boyfriend and girlfriend, Chen Hansheng does not want Luo Xuan to be hurt, and would rather bear it himself...
"Ahem."
Chen Hansheng coughed dryly and pushed Luo Xuan's head away with his other hand: "Go away, the tears are too salty and make my wounds hurt."
In the living room, there was something inexplicable and awkward.
Until Huang Xiaoxia Huang Xiaoxia walked out of the bedroom, she was ready toChange clothes and go downstairs: "There is no safflower oil at home, and there is no ointment for bruises. I will go to the pharmacy to buy some."
"No need, Aunt Huang, the pharmacies are closed now."
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Chen Hansheng took out his mobile phone and said: "I'll have someone deliver it."
"Zi Bo."
Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo were not polite: "You can send some Come here with safflower oil. I’m in Unit 501, Building 8, Yujing Garden.”
“What do you want with that thing? Is anyone injured?”
Wang Zibobo was surprised. asked.
"I was beaten, what a bad luck!"
Chen Hansheng said depressedly.
"Who hit you?"
Wang Zibo was shocked, and immediately heard the sound of him putting on his shoes and rushing out: "Xiao Chen, how are you? Are you okay? Who the fuck? I'll hit you..."
"Okay, okay, hurry up."
Chen Hansheng was very impatient: "I won't be dead for a while."
"Creak, creak~"
At this time, the security door was opened, and the figures of Luo Haiping's mistress, mother and son also appeared.
The mink woman looked timid. She no longer had the arrogance and showoff. She kept pushing her son on the back and said: "Apologise quickly, apologize quickly."
< p>This woman's way of survival is very special. She must rely on men, and she is used to relying on men, so even if she tumbles down the stairs, she still dare not leave the rich Luo Haiping in the end.But the high school student was very stubborn. Even though there were finger prints on his face, he still stubbornly lowered his head and refused to speak.
It is probably difficult for a high school student to understand. He has never thought that it would be difficult for a woman with no formal job, no professional skills, and just some beauty to raise a child.
... At that time, a gust of cold wind from outside was brought in, which slightly diluted the tense atmosphere in the room.
"Huh, huh, huh..."
Wang Zibo adjusted his breathing and looked at the situation in the living room.
The best friend was sitting on the floor, with his shirt naked and a cigarette in his mouth, holding a steel bar in his hand and banging it.
Beside Chen Hansheng was Luo Xuan, whose face was full of tears. Luo Xuan’s mother Huang Xiaoxia also knew her, but she had never met the other three people.
"Don't be stupid."
Chen Hansheng pointed to his arm: "Come here and apply the medicine."
"Oh, okay."
Wang Zibo saw the red mark, nodded and asked: "Who hit you?"
"Here."
Chen Hansheng said to the high school student: "He smashed it with steel bars."
Wang Zibo stared at the high school student twice, but before he squatted down, he suddenly pulled out a knife from his waistThe sharp fruit knife was placed on the ground with a clang.
Mistress Luo Haiping’s eyelids twitched. Although the young man who came after him looked very simple, his figure was also more stocky. Her son, a high school student, raised his head and kept staring at the reflective blade. .
Chen Hansheng grinned. Wang Zibo was indeed timid in relationships and women, but he was unambiguous in his loyalty, and he also had a passionate element in his bones. Otherwise, how could he go bankrupt with Chen Hansheng? Finally, I would rather not have part-time income than insist on quitting Rocket 101.
Brothers, we have to advance together and retreat together. As a child, Chen Hansheng liked to provoke everyone. Although Wang Zibo didn't like fighting, he was always forced to participate every time.
Tonight when he heard that Chen Hansheng was injured, he really thought something had happened and brought a knife over, both for self-defense and for shock.
Wang Zibo poured some safflower oil in the palm of his hand and applied it to Chen Hansheng's wound. The strong smell of safflower oil filled everyone's breath.
"How to solve this problem?"
Chen Hansheng asked the mother and son while enjoying Wang Zibo's rubbing, and the skin on his arms was burning.
"Can we apologize and not call the police?"
The woman in mink fur was a little frightened. If she hadn't smashed Luo Xuan, everything would have been easy, but now Luo Haiping couldn't wait to do it. Kill yourself.
Facing people like Luo Haiping, there is no room for resistance.
"Humph, I'm not afraid of calling the police."
Chen Hansheng said very bachelorly. He stood up and stretched his arms. The pain had basically disappeared under the influence of safflower oil. If you rest tonight, you'll feel better tomorrow.
"But your son's attitude makes me very unhappy."
Chen Hansheng approached with his hands on his hips: "You clearly hit me, as if you were greatly wronged."
"No, no, he is just such a child. He doesn't like to talk too much. He already knows in his heart that he is wrong..."
The mother of the high school student quickly defended himself.
"No."
Chen Hansheng shook his head: "I came from this age. I know very well whether he admits his mistake or not. High school students of this age always think that they can risk everything. No matter what they do, they are not afraid of disobeying teachers or looking down on parents."
"But they are more afraid of some unlearned students in the school."
Chen Hansheng changed the subject. He immediately took out his cell phone and called Zhang Weiyu: "Ask me, who is more prosperous in Haizhou Middle School now."
"Who is more prosperous" is a polite way of saying it, Chen Hansheng said Chai directly said, "Who is the leader of Haizhou Middle School now?"
"What are you going to do?"
The middle-aged woman was shocked.
Chen Hansheng remained silent, and Zhang Weiyu came back within two minutes. Chen Hansheng deliberately pressed the hands-free speakerphone, and Zhang Weiyu's voice came out: "HaiThere are a few people in charge of things in Zhouzhou Middle School, Zheng Qifeng, Hu Dapeng..."
Zhang Weiyu reported a series of names, and finally asked: "Mr. Chen, who are you going to deal with? "
"Wait a minute. "
Chen Hansheng bent down, handed the mobile phone to the high school student who injured himself, and asked with a smile: "Aren't you awesome, dare to say your name? ”
As the saying goes, snakes have seven inches and people have weaknesses. As long as the right medicine is given, there is no problem that cannot be solved. The high school student who was still stubborn and refused to bow his head just now has uneasiness in his eyes.
His lips moved, but he didn’t know how to say what he wanted to say.
“Actually, I can find out even if you don’t tell me. "
Chen Hansheng said very firmly.
"I know, I know, we apologize, we were really wrong..."
Wearing The mink-skinned woman hurriedly bowed and hit her son hard, asking him to quickly apologize.
"Yes, I'm sorry. "
Finally, the high school student apologized, although his voice was as low as a mosquito.
"Okay, I heard it.
Chen Hansheng waved his hand and put on his down jacket with the help of Wang Zibo and Luo Xuan: "I got a stick and your mother got a push. It was already even. Your apology is actually an apology." Aunt Huang said, if you come to make trouble during the Chinese New Year, you must admit your mistake. "
This sentence made Luo Haiping's face turn red. Chen Hansheng was blaming himself.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Seeing that Chen Hansheng had forgiven her, Mistress Luo Haiping just wanted to leave with her son quickly.
“Wait! "
Chen Hansheng shouted from behind again.
The woman was startled. Just when she turned around, she suddenly saw Chen Hansheng throwing something over. When she received it, she realized that it was the bottle. Safflower oil.
“Go downstairs to find a place to apply it, the sooner the better. ”
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