There are many words on the blackboard.
Car accident, snake venom, amnesia.
Warmth, An'an, Wei Jiu.
Marina.
The Prince
But he still had no clue. Han Qian turned his head and looked at the gypsum board wall aside. He walked forward and took a deep breath, then bumped his head against the wall. He was so confused by the impact that he forgot his name for a few seconds.
"Xiao Qian, I have to go out and work on the group. If there's nothing to do here, I'll leave it to you."
Old Yan's voice came from outside the door, and Han Qian nodded. .
"Oh"
It's this simple word again.
Old Yan struggled for a while and finally comforted himself not to bully a sick patient.
Han Qian didn't leave the Internet cafe all day, and Zhou Le didn't come over either. He just called and asked Han Qian if he wanted wolfberry. He bought a lot of them, but Han Qian declined with a smile.
"Go away."
After watching the master laying floor tiles for a day, Han Qian finally gave it a try, and the master told him before leaving, If we cause trouble again tomorrow, they won't come.
Han Qian, like a child who made a mistake, kept promising that he would never cause trouble again.
The workers have a good impression of this young man and know that he is the nephew of the Internet cafe owner, but he has no airs at all, is easy to talk to and has no temper.
After seeing off the workers, Han Qian sat on the bench and listened to the storytelling. Listening to Zhao Zilong's seven in and seven outs, Han Qian suddenly became interested. He bent down to pick up a stick and performed a trick. Then he squatted on the ground, covering the back of his head.
It really hurts.
At this moment, the closed rolling shutter door was opened outside. Han Qian thought it was Old Man Yan who had come back, but he didn't take it to heart. He was kicked in the head and fell to the ground. When, Han Qian raised his head.
Looking at the five tall and round men in front of them.
Han Qian stood up and pursed his lips.
"Pull the door shut"
Brother Pao waved to the younger brother behind him with a steel pipe in his hand, raised his middle finger and pointed at Han Qian, and said with a sinister smile.
"Han Qian, aren't you very brave?"
Yeah
Han Qian was slightly startled, then grinned and said with a smile.
"You know my name is Han Qian, so I don't have any burden."
After saying that, Han Qian stepped forward with a stick, holding the stick with both hands as if playing baseball. Throw it at Brother Pao's head.
Dead Hand
After chatting with Wei Jiu and observing Wei Jiu’s actions in the past two days, Han Qian knew that it would not only be his friends who wanted to find him now, but also Some of the original enemies were even former allies.
The stick left no force behind. Brother Pao retreated and dodged, and the stick passed by the tip of his nose. The next second, Han Qian was already standing sideways in front of Brother Pao, the soles of his cloth shoes dilating in his pupils.
Brother Pao is about 1.8 meters tallWith the right height, Han Qian kicked him sideways in the face.
Brother Pao fell into the arms of his younger brother. They were indeed here for revenge today. They originally thought it was a one-sided massacre, but they never expected that Han Qian would dare to fight back.
Brother Pao, whose face was covered in blood, pointed at Han Qian and said angrily.
"Hit me"
Two men wearing motorcycle helmets rushed towards Han Qian with sticks, one on the left and one on the right, and Han Qian moved up and down with the sticks. He stood in front of him with a wooden stick in both hands. The impact of the stick caused pain to the tiger's mouth. At this moment, the man wearing a black mask struck Han Qian's head with a stick.
Han Qian stepped back for a few seconds. Stepping forward, he slowly raised his hand and touched the top of his head, then looked at the scarlet color on his palm and saw blood flowing down his forehead.
His eyes turned scarlet and Han Qian smiled, but before he could fight back, two men wearing motorcycle helmets stepped forward again and slapped two sticks on his lower abdomen. Han Qian instantly fell to his knees. On the ground, he spat out a mouthful of bright red.
"Hahahaha, what a familiar scene."
Han Qian struggled to stand up, took off his old military coat, and threw away the stick in his hand.
"I'm still not used to using these things."
After saying that, facing the man holding a steel pipe in front of him, Han Qian rushed forward with his bare hands and bent down to avoid the attack. Despite the sharp pain on his back, he stretched out his left hand to cover the helmeted man's glasses, and then punched him in the throat.
At this time, severe pain came from his back again. Regardless of the pain, Han Qian punched the black-masked face, and the next second he pounced on Brother Pao, and fragmented memories appeared in his mind.
On the same night, there were also two killers wearing helmets. In the vague memory, there was a girl holding a baseball bat.
Blurry
Exceptionally blurry.
"Hahahahahahaha."
Han Qian laughed crazily. He felt that the blood in his body was boiling and burning. As soon as he punched twice, he was pulled up. The two men held his arms tightly, and Brother Pao stood up and punched Han Qian in the face one after another.
"Just fucking call me Han Qian, hit me and I will fucking destroy you today"
His fists kept falling on Han Qian's face, and Han Qian spat on the cannon On Brother Pao's face, Brother Pao bent down and picked up the steel pipe on the ground. Just as he was about to hit Han Qian in the stomach, the younger brother who was punched in the throat by Han Qian stood up and stopped Brother Pao.
Brother Pao frowned.
"You have something to do?"
The younger brother shook his head, covered his throat with one hand, then covered the middle of the steel pipe, put one end against Han Qian's lips, and then faced Brother Pao nodded and said hoarsely.
"He has a very bad temper."
Brother Pao was stunned and asked.
"Knowing each other"
"That's right, there is a grudge, it's surprising."
With a grin, they picked up a brick, they were going to destroy everything Han Qian had tooth.
Just when Brother Pao raised his hand and turned around to start, the roller blind behind himThe door was suddenly opened, and Brother Pao, who had been interrupted twice, turned his head with a ferocious look. Zhou Le, who was standing at the door, looked at the chaos in front of him, looking at the five strong men inside and the captured Han Qian.
The next second Zhou Le took a step back and closed the rolling shutter door.
Zhou Le turned around and whispered.
"Five, you will probably be beaten to death if you go in."
After saying that, Zhou Le took off his coat and threw it at the door. He picked up a brick and opened the rolling shutter door again and rushed in.
What the hell happened if he was beaten to death?
Xiao Qian is my friend
Zhou Le rushed into the Internet cafe, and the rolling shutter door automatically fell down. He turned around and threw it out and hit Brother Pao on the back. He had never fought before and he didn't know how to fight. Zhou Le took off his sweater and shouted arrogantly.
"You guys are all fucking trash coming at me, today"
Bang
Brother Pao turned around and kicked Zhou Le in the stomach , Zhou Le, who only weighed about a hundred, was instantly kicked to the ground. Brother Pao stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Le's hair and said with a sinister smile.
"I really don't dare to hit you if you want to wear the clothes of a city official, but you take them off."
After saying that, he grabbed Zhou Le's hair and slammed it on the floor tiles. Several men laughed. At this moment, Han Qian suddenly turned around and kicked the crotch of his trousers with a suit. The man squatted on the ground uncontrollably under the severe pain. Han Qian turned around and grabbed the other man. One person's hair, two consecutive headbutts.
The remaining guy wearing a white mask and a red motorcycle helmet immediately pounced on Han Qian. Just as Pao Ge fled, Zhou Le suddenly opened his mouth and bit his wrist, causing severe pain. Then Brother Pao directly lifted Zhou Le and threw it at Han Qian.
Han Qian took a step back to catch Zhou Le. Zhou Le shook his head and stood in front of Han Qian with trembling legs. At this time, Brother Pao and others were only slightly injured.
Han Qian whispered.
"Why did you come in when you were going to be beaten?"
Zhou Le wiped the blood on his face and gritted his teeth.
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