C12

Name:Guilty Youth Author:jiu yu
Exiting the room, I went to the bar and brought back a bottle of beer. Just as I put it down, the grey hair called out to me, "Kid, do you f * cking understand? Have you ever seen anyone who only drinks? Go and get me a few dice clocks, you f * cker. "

"Are you f * cking stupid?" "This die is so small, how can we play with it? Go change it for a bigger one for this daddy." Someone threw a dice in my face.

A bunch of dice hit my face.

I'll go change it, and after I get it, they say, "Wine, did I just say I want you to bring a bottle of wine? I told you to take a dozen, are you stupid? "

After half an hour, I was tossed around by them a dozen times. When I brought the wine over for the last time, I realized that Zhu Qiang was also here, hugging that delinquent leader's shoulder and laughing out loud.

"Brat, be careful next time. Qiang-ge is not someone you can mess with. Do you understand?" When I finished, my gray hair came up and grabbed me by the collar.

So it was Zhu Qiang.

I then realized that they were called over by Zhu Qiang to intentionally make things difficult for me, so I immediately looked towards Zhu Qiang, who was looking at me proudly. He raised his cup and said: "Alright, Xiao Hui, come, come, let's drink, let's ignore this idiot."

They were in a mess.

I backed out of the room. They called me in again after a while.

"I heard you're pretty amazing. I'll give you some face today. How about this." Xiao Hui got someone to throw away the fruit on the plate and gave a look to the people beside him.

Immediately, someone poured wine into the plate. He pointed to the plate and said, "Drink up the wine in one go. I will help Big Brother Qiang and forget about it. Otherwise, hehehe …"

The few people in the room stared at me with malicious intent in their eyes and smiled.

This fruit plate was similar to a small bowl, it could hold four to five bottles of beer. I looked at the empty bottle of beer beside me and replied in a low voice, "You are not allowed to drink alcohol during work hours. This is our rule."

That's what Zhu Qiang was waiting for, he sneered and quickly gave the few of them a meaningful glance.

"You don't care about giving me face, right?"

As soon as the curses came out, someone came over and gave me a kick.

With a dull thud, I was immediately kicked to the ground by them. There were five or six of them, and apart from the grey-haired ones who didn't get up, the rest of them all rushed over and started beating me up.

I groaned in pain as I was kicked around by them while holding my head like a rubber ball.

After being kicked in the stomach by them several times, I started to sweat profusely. However, I gritted my teeth and didn't make a sound. I knew that the screams would eventually become their stimulants. It would only make them worse.

"You scolded the guy next door, yet I didn't even invite you to drink. Are you f * cking saying that you deserve a beating?"

The shadow of my fist insults came out and smashed onto my body bit by bit. I hugged my head and looked through the cracks to see Xiao Hui, who was sitting on the sofa and drinking with Zhu Qiang.

I don't know where I got the strength, but I grabbed one of the legs I was about to kick at me and tripped him, and then I got up and grabbed an ashtray from the table.

This sudden turn of events was too fast for Xiao Hui and Zhu Qiang to expect. Under their shocked gazes, the ashtray in my hand accurately smashed onto Xiao Hui's head.

The ashtrays in our yard were made of glass, two or three times the size of the ordinary ashtrays, and with one blow, he smashed Ashes' head so hard that the glass in his hand fell to the floor and he screamed into it.