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Chapter one hundred and seventy-fifth this son is quite Xiao old man's feeling

Xia Zili struggled to stand up, covering his right arm that Zhou Zhi had slapped with his left hand: "My brother didn't find out clearly, he deserves to suffer."

"Brother Zhou, you are a trustworthy person. My brother has been deceived this time. I will find the place and get it back."

Seeing that Zhou Zhi didn't speak, Xia Zili hesitated for a moment and then said: "But at your cousin's place, there is still..."

"It's nothing. I will explain it clearly to him and won't cause any trouble to you."

Xia Zili was relieved, nodded, and said to Zhang Erma and Yang Fengzi: "Let's go."

Just as he walked out of the circle of street lights, he heard Zhou Zhi shout: "Erma!"

Zhang Erma turned around instinctively: "What?!"

Zhou Zhi was just testing this, which meant that Xia Zili did not sign up randomly. If there was any follow-up to this matter, it would be easy to inquire. I think there would always be people who knew him in the Qingpi circle.

He picked up the banknotes he had just thrown on the ground, walked over and handed one to Xia Zili: "Fortunately, my clothes are thick in winter, but it's best to go see a doctor. This counts as medical expenses. Brother Xia, I'm sorry."

"I can't take this. I just shouted the word "submit"." One hundred yuan is not a small amount for Xia Zili, but Xia Zili still doesn't want it.

"I'm really sorry for hurting my brother. It's as it should be." Zhou Zhi simply took out another one and handed it to Zhang Erma together with the one just now: "Then please trouble Brother Erma to take Brother Zili to the hospital and see the injury.

"Brother, please find a place to have a good meal. This is my apology."

After saying that, he looked at Yang Fengzi: "But just now you hit my classmate, you didn't."

Yang Fengzi was a little annoyed, but Xia Zili stopped him: "Fengzi! Brother Zhou has already given me some face!"

The path below was already lit up with flashlights. This was the person called by Jiang Shuyi. Zhou Zhi said: "Let's go quickly. If you don't go, you won't be able to leave."

Xia Zili then nodded from Zhou Zhi: "Thank you very much! Let's go!"

Zhou Zhi turned to look at Zhang Lu: "You can't tell, Passepartout. It's okay to be gloomy on weekdays. He's so calm when things happen."

Zhang Lu put away the chain and ignored Zhou Zhi: "Where was that knife that I just shot away for you?"

"That knife is just for fun. Here it is!" Zhou Zhi ran to the roadside, picked up the shiny butterfly knife, and flicked it: "I know how to do this."

"Give it to me." Zhang Lu's eyes lit up: "It looks funny. And how did you get that stick you just made?"

"That's called throwing a stick. My cousin An Ran made it for me. It's very solid."

"How solid?"

"It's so solid that I can't break it with my own strength."

"..."

At this time, several people had already passed by on the path, the first of whom was Jiang Shuyi's father, Jiang Qiao. People Zhou Zhi knew here included Lao Yin, who was looking at the phone downstairs in the dormitory.

Zhou Zhi had a good impression of Lao Yin because last time Jiang Shuyi called back and told her that her mother would take care of Zhou Zhi on the other side of the river, and it was Du Yufen who Lao Yin called.

In fact, this was Lao Yin's job, but he couldn't stand Zhou Zhi because of that, so he was extra kind to Lao Yin, and even carried two bottles of old wine and a few grapefruits to Lao Yin, which made Lao Yin feel embarrassed.

Hearing Jiang Shuyi say that there was a gangster looking for trouble, and that the gangster had a knife in his hand, Lao Yin was even more anxious than Jiang Qiao, so he picked up the shovel at the door and ran over with a few other people.

Seeing Zhou Zhi and Zhang Lu under the streetlight from a distance, Lao Yin shouted angrily: "What idiots dare to bully my nephew! You have lived enough, right?!"

Zhou Zhi couldn't help but feel a black line on his forehead, and was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.

Lao Yin's violent shouting was very similar to the violent shouting of Brother Dayong when he was robbed of crabs by Xiao Qingpi on the river beach when he was a child.

Jiang Qiao rushed forward, holding a big wrench in his hand: "Elbow! Xiaolu! Are you okay?"

"It's okay, those people have left."

"Leave? Are you so easy to talk to?" Lao Yin carried Zhou Zhi in a circle: "I heard that he had a knife and didn't hurt you, right?"

"No more Lao Yin." Zhou Zhi and Lao Yin were both old and young: "It's really okay, we have already persuaded them to leave..."

"Don't talk!" Lao Yin was still worried, looking at his posture, he was about to rub it with his hands.

Zhou Zhi was so frightened that he jumped away quickly: "Really, look at them changing their past and leaving the knives behind. Shu Yi can testify."

Jiang Shuyi had already caught up from behind and saw Zhang Lu putting the butterfly knife away in his schoolbag: "That's the one in Zhang Lu's hand! Zhou Zhi, are you okay?"

"It's okay, they dropped the knife and left."

"What's going on?" Jiang Qiao, who had experienced the "Ancient War", was a little confused: "How is it possible?"

"Uh...I told them that I was Brother Dayong's cousin, and then they were afraid of me, Brother Dayong, uh, so..."

"Who is Dayong?"

"Zhou Zhi's cousin." Jiang Shuyi said, "The youth worker class monitor of the water company."

At this point, Jiang Qiao understood something. He seemed to have heard a group of young people in the lathe workshop of the agricultural machinery factory mention that among the dynamic social youth groups in Jiachuan County, the water company ranks first, the county fleet ranks second, and the electric power company ranks third.

However, Jiang Qiao really didn't expect that a family like Zhou Zhi would be related to the leader of the water company's dynamic social youth group.

But he also breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that nothing happened. Then Lao Yin, you see Zhang Lu off, and I'll see off Zhou Zhi. This nonsense is not reassuring."

"I don't have to." Zhou Zhi said quickly: "There are street lights down the mountain here, mainly on the playground. Why don't you, Uncle Jiang, give me a pass? I can go back by myself. It's really fine."

"Be obedient." Jiang Qiao was not discussing with Zhou Zhi at all. He turned to Jiang Shuyi and said, "Shu Yi, you go home first. Tell mom that I will take Zhou Zhi home."

"Well, Dad, please be careful." Jiang Shuyi nodded obediently, and then said to Zhou Zhi: "Zhou Zhi, be careful too."

I can't refuse this week, I think Shu Yi, you are really good, and your dad arranged for me properly.

From the intersection of the Agricultural Machinery Company Dormitory, turn up the stone road going down the mountain, and follow the stone road all the way down to the lighted stadium at the bottom of the stone road. It only takes less than ten minutes.

But these ten minutes suddenly became quite difficult for Zhou Zhi.

Jiang Qiao actually regretted his decision to send Zhou Zhi away, because he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

When the two of them are together, they usually start thoughtful topics, whether it's food or photography, and even go so far as to occasionally talk about the chalkboard newspaper, because Jiang Qiao is in charge of the blackboard newspaper of the agricultural machinery factory union, and the blackboard newspaper of Jiachuan Middle School is

Zhou Zhi is in charge.
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