Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Xiao Fei left without saying goodbye, Aunt Xue felt very strange, but there was nothing she could do.And Ni Sihui didn't need to tell anyone what happened in the bathroom that day, not because she felt humiliated, but because she was worried that Zhang Yujie would do something irrational.

The days continue to live in a normal way. Aunt Xue's Internet cafe is rarely harassed anymore. Zhang Yujie and Ni Sihui are also happy to be leisurely, indulging in online games all day long. Overlord without buckle.Since the server they played was in the Guangdong area, most of them were locals. They were bullied by this couple, so they yelled about real PK.

Every time Zhang Yujie casually attached the address of Aunt Xue's internet cafe, and then wrote four words: Welcome to Zhan.

The one who yells the loudest in the game often shrinks like a dog in reality.No one came to this Internet cafe to trouble Zhang Yujie and Ni Sihui until that day.

Compared with the north, Guangdong is warm enough to be called spring all year round. [

It was a sunny winter day, but there were still beautiful and fashionable girls on the street wearing miniskirts and thin stockings, not afraid of the cold at all.And it really wasn't that cold.

A dilapidated van was parked at the entrance of Aunt Xue's Internet cafe. When the door opened, four men with big arms and round waists rushed out.According to the detailed address provided by Zhang Yujie in the game, they quickly found his dedicated "No. 1" machine.

The four adults didn't say a word of nonsense, and rushed straight towards the No. [-] machine, while Zhang Yujie seemed to have not expected the danger at all, and was still fighting in the game.

Ni Sihui was right next to him, she glanced back, and said lightly: "Honey, someone is here to trouble you."

Zhang Yujie nodded, and quickly switched the channel in the game to ensure that everyone can see the speech: "It turns out that there are really people who are not afraid of death. I admit that not all dogs on the Internet are shrinking eggs. Now they are holding iron bars It is only a few meters away from me, and everyone can go to the game forum to check the photos and latest progress."

After typing the last word and pressing "Send", a big man's iron rod roared towards Zhang Yujie's head, and the unique smell of death metal permeated the air.