Another eventful autumn
Black Fist Past
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went to the hospital for examination. The result was that Aqiang’s retina and subcutaneous eyelids were congested, which affected his normal vision. Most of the soft tissues of the body were severely contused, and four ribs on the left side were fractured. And the knee injury of the left leg is more serious, which may affect the normal walking in the future. After
a period of treatment, Aqiang’s right eye recovered his vision, but his left eye was damaged, and his vision dropped to only 0.3, which basically had no effect. The small contusions on his face and other parts of his body were insignificant, but the kneecap of Aqiang’s left leg was shaken and cracked, and it was impossible to recover to the original level. After he was discharged from the hospital, he walked in a crooked way, like a kidnapper. But the kidnapper’s kind of old injury, in addition to the image of indecent, does not have any impact on the movement, but Aqiang has to say goodbye to his fighting career. When he
was still lying in bed, Aqiang already knew his condition. He did not react violently, and he was as calm as before. Perhaps, before he was determined to challenge the bulldog, he had already expected the end of everything.
Who can imagine how much courage it takes to make such a realization.
Li Ge would come to see Aqiang from time to time and sit on the edge of the hospital bed to talk with him. A Qiang asked Li Ge, “Is the bulldog dead?”
He didn’t die, but he saved his life by being sent to the hospital. But you might as well let him die. Brother Li put a lighted cigarette into Ah Qiang’s mouth and said, “I have four broken vertebrae and my whole body is paralyzed. I can only lie in bed every day.”. I don’t know which nerve was hit on my head, and my whole face kept twitching, as if I had a stroke. I couldn’t say anything, and when I had nothing to do, I would drool down the corners of my mouth, like a fool.
“Hehe..” A Qiang, who doesn’t know how to smoke, laughed and choked on the smoke. It serves him right.
“Ha ha..” Brother Li laughed. “Ah Qiang, you’ve avenged the big tiger.”
Qiang was discharged from the hospital and walked with a limp. The kidnapper said that Aqiang was deliberately imitating him. Aqiang smiled and was not angry. I found that Aqiang’s temper has become much better since he limped. He is very quiet and indifferent. In the past, he and Xiaoyao had the hottest temper, and they always punched each other. Now Aqiang looks much more mature, like a middle-aged man who has experienced ups and downs.
A Qiang took the ashes of the big tiger and wanted to go back to his hometown in Handan. His legs are already like this, and everyone knows what it means. In life, this little problem can be ignored, but in the ring, it is fatal, the world of fighting is no longer suitable for him. Brother Li didn’t keep him either. He took out 200,000 yuan and gave it to Ah Qiang, saying, “Ah Qiang, I bet on you to win the fight between you and the bulldog.”. This money should be yours. Take it.
Qiang did not refuse. “Thank you, Brother Li,” he said with a faint smile.
Brother Li smiled and gave another hundred thousand yuan to Ah Qiang, saying, “Big Tiger, and you..” Let’s not talk so much between brothers. This money is a little token of my appreciation.
Qiang pursed his lips and took the money with red eyes. “Thank you, Brother Li.”. When I get back, I’ll turn the money over to Big Tiger’s family.
Li Ge patted Aqiang on the shoulder, sighed softly, and said nothing more. On the
day Aqiang left, Naikun followed Li Ge out to work. I went to the railway station with the murder weapon and the little demon to see him off. To my surprise, Ago also came. I understand. She’s here for Lee.
“Let’s all go back, brothers and sister Guo.” On the platform, Ah Qiang was carrying a backpack, and in his left hand he was carrying Big Tiger’s cinerary casket. He looked back at the ticket inspector who was waiting for him to get on the train at the gate. He said to us, “It’s about to leave. You go back.”
Don’t worry, it’s all right anyway. Speak a little longer. The murder weapon pretended to be relaxed and said. The atmosphere was a little dull for a moment. You’re not in a hurry
, I’m in a hurry. When the train leaves, will you throw me on it? After a little silence, Aqiang made a joke. Everyone laughed, and finally it was not so dull. I walked over and put my arm around Ah Qiang’s shoulder and said, “Ah Qiang, take care of yourself in the future.”
“Ouyang, don’t change your cell phone number. I’ll call you often in the future.” A Qiang did not call me “West Poison,” but called my name, which made my heart ache slowly. He was really the one who was going to leave. Qiang hugged me gently with his right hand and said, “Brother, you are still young. If one day you can’t live like this, you will..” Leave.
I didn’t speak. There was a lot of moisture in my eyes. I couldn’t see clearly. My nose was sour, and I took a quick breath.
Little demon, brother, I’m leaving. In the future, listen to the captain more. Don’t look for trouble every day. You have a bad temper. When Aqiang wanted to get on the bus, he finally told the little demon. Before he had finished speaking, the little demon turned his head and wiped his tears with the back of his hand.
“Ah Qiang, be careful on the way.” When a Qiang was about to board the car door, a Guo told him.
Yeah, I know. Guo Jie, and the captain, you go back. Qiang turned and said.
Like the big tiger, it was the last time I saw Aqiang, and his memory was forever fixed on the figure standing at the train gate, turning around and waving. The sun shone from behind him, somewhat against the light, and inlaid his dim silhouette with a faint gold border. The
train pulled away, following the tracks that stretched out to nowhere. I stood on the platform, watching the carriages passing in front of me, like years. I don’t know how Aqiang went on, because I never saw him again, never saw this man who looked like Wang Jie, dared to act, dared to love, dared to hate, and finally left silently.
We turned away from the platform, and behind us was a yellow sunshine. I turned to look at the shadow of the train that was about to disappear, and suddenly remembered a poem called “Goddess Peak”:
It is better to cry on the shoulder of a lover for a night than to exhibit on the cliff for a thousand years
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Qiang is gone, and I still have to go on with my life. At that time, the money I had saved was enough to buy a lot of computers, but I never left. What is it that keeps me here? Money, fame, or desire for the satisfaction of fighting? I don’t think so. If I have to give myself a reason, I think I am a pure person. I just want to be stronger. In
a twinkling of an eye, I was a junior.
In fact, my life in those three years was very boring, and the same content was repeated every day: training, boxing, going out to compete, and going out to have fun on weekends. Go back to school once in a while and show up to prove that I’m still alive.
Yang Meng still often calls me and talks about some problems that are neither salty nor light. She kept asking me what I was doing, and I thought of a hundred excuses to put her off. Sometimes, Wang Hui and I get together and have a drink. According to Wang Hui, Yang Meng has been in love six or seven times over the years.
“That too.” I smiled faintly. When Yang Meng first went to college, he was earthy. Now, after three years of university training, he is more and more fashionable and beautiful, but he still shows a purity that can not be concealed. This little girl, if I didn’t have a fruit in my heart, I would have done it long ago.
“However, every time she fell in love, it was a failed attempt, and she lasted for two weeks at most.” Wang Hui is quite sorry.
“Oh, why?”
“Why else?” “It’s not because of you,” Wang Hui said, staring into a pair of eyes that complained that I didn’t know how to take pity on her. Every time Yang Meng falls in love with a man, he will first tell them that although I am with you, I have another man in my heart.
“Holy shit!” I’m really going to break down. “Why has this girl always had this problem and can’t change it?”
“Hey..” Wang Hui sighed and stopped looking at me. As I
looked at Wang Hui, who was even more resentful than Yang Meng, I couldn’t help laughing and said, “Brother Hui, why don’t you take this little girl, so I won’t be upset every day.”
“Come on, don’t count on me. I’m not in this mess.” Wang Hui said, “I don’t want to be gentle with the woman under me, but she calls out another man’s name.”
“Shit, even if you *** someone else’s woman, what are you not satisfied with?” As soon as I finished speaking, Wang Hui picked up the beer bottle and hit me on the head.
Wang Hui is one year older than me. Since he graduated, I went to school less. One day, on a whim, I went to the school dormitory. Old Zhu, who was in the lower berth, saw me and pretended to be surprised and said, “Old Ou, a rare guest..”
Monitor Xiaoqi patted me and said, “Brother, you showed up just in time.”. If I never see you again, I’ll forget what you look like.
Originally, I was a little worried about my studies, and I was afraid that I would not graduate in the end. But facts speak louder than words, Li Ge is tough, tough life does not need to be explained. I have done very well in every semester’s exam, and I have never failed, even if I don’t take the exam.
For me, the fight is more important than exam. It doesn’t matter if you don’t do well in the exam, you can still pass it. And if the boxing match is not good, it will be fatal. On the one hand, in order to protect the boxers, on the other hand, in order to make a steady profit, Li Ge arranged for us every time the opponent is a reliable guy, the strength gap is not big. The skills taught by Naikun are very comprehensive, and the daily training with great physical fitness is enough to cope with the usual boxing matches. In so many junior black boxing matches, I only had one painful defeat, but fortunately I didn’t lose my life.
Come to think of it, it’s a bit of regret. At that time, the opponent’s strength was almost the same as mine. I was a little too hasty. In the case of a relatively long distance, I took advantage of the opponent’s retreat and rushed to the knee. I wanted to make a quick decision. I didn’t expect that the opponent hit me directly with a long-range straight punch. I didn’t feel any part of my face. I just felt black in front of my eyes and was knocked out by this cold punch. I woke up after I
was carried off the stage, and my whole head was still dizzy. Brother Li scolded me with a black face, and he lost tens of thousands of yuan in that game. But Naikun kept rubbing my neck and comforting me. I thought at that time, the coach is the coach, compared with the boss, the coach is the family.
In the past few years, I have worked hard to train, sweat in exchange for the rapid growth of strength, I am no longer that fledgling boy. Under the careful guidance of Naikun, my strength even surpassed the kidnapper and the murder weapon. Sometimes, hard work doesn’t necessarily pay off, but for physical exercise, hard work can definitely pay off-even twice I was hit in the ring and had a brief dizziness, but my body still reflexively counterattacked the opponent’s attack. Consciousness can betray you, but the body will never betray you. Over the years
in the black boxing world, I have a familiar face. Every time I appear in a bar or nightclub, there will always be a group of loyal fans cheering my name: “West Poison, West Poison, West Poison..” Before the war, let the opponent drown in the sea of cheers for me.
Strangely, as my strength grew, my challenge to Naikun became weaker and weaker, and in the end it could be said that it almost ceased to exist. I also wonder why I abandoned my original intention so easily? In the end, I realized that winning or losing was not so important. The most important thing was to let myself live in this world all the time. As long as you can survive, you can theoretically defeat any enemy.
No matter what you do, it’s important to live.
Time slowly came to October 2004, destined to be an eventful autumn. Another
Sunday, I wanted to sleep late, but I was woken up by a cold wind in the morning. I wrapped my towel quilt tightly, picked up my mobile phone and saw that it was less than seven o’clock. There is no reason for
this cold wind to come, and it is really cooling down. Being excited by the cold wind, I lost all sleep and went to the door to see the celestial phenomena wrapped in a towel. The air was moist, and it was drizzling intermittently, as if God had urinated.
“Hey, guys, don’t stay in bed, go out and have breakfast!” I can’t sleep, and I can’t let them sleep well.
“West Poison, you’re just the type of person who is suffocating in the house. Do you want to go out in the morning?” Although the little demon cursed in his mouth, he sat up from the bed and shook all over. It seemed that he was also woken up by the cold.
Looking at the little demon’s round buttocks, I was suddenly inspired and said to the murder weapon that was wearing clothes, “Captain, I’ll give you a riddle: What kind of tea can you make by soaking your buttocks in hot water?”
“Er..” After thinking about the murder weapon for a long time, “I really can’t guess. You can tell me.” “Chrysanthemum tea,”
I said with a straight face. I
dug out the Jeanswest coat I had bought and put it on. It was the one with two holes burned by the cigarette butt thrown by my friend. The little demon’s eyes were sharp, and he saw the two small holes and said, “Can you go out in such clothes?” What’s wrong with
this? Don’t you understand? This is called culture. The wear and tear of an object itself represents a kind of precipitation of years. Can you iron such random holes in your clothes? For the vulgarity of the little demon, I am very disdainful to say as an artist.
I, the little demon, the murder weapon, and the kidnapper went out on this drizzly day. In the eyes of the new fighters who came later, the four of us had the best relationship, and we were the “Gang of Four” in the base. At that time, Dahu and Aqiang had been away from us for two years. Not far
from the base, there is a morning market, selling deep-fried dough sticks soybean milk or something, we went there to eat breakfast. As soon as we sat down, there was a commotion in the morning market. A pancake and fruit vendor rushed up to us and said, “Chengguan are coming! Chengguan are coming!” Before
we knew it, the vendors jumped into action, faster than I expected! As soon as the stall rolls up and the basket falls down, the small tricycle is about to leave. The stall owner of our meal quickly let us go, saying sorry, you can come back tomorrow.
Just as we got up to leave, another peddler came running over, waving his hand and saying, “Don’t go, don’t go, they’re here to catch the dog!”
It was a false alarm. We sat down again, and deep-fried dough sticks and hot soybean milk were brought up. Before they could move their chopsticks, the Chengguan’s car roared up, and as soon as the door opened, a group of Chengguan came down with a “hula.” Armed with sticks and a dog-catching rope, they spread out and chased after the wild dogs that were looking for food everywhere.
The wild dogs were so startled that they scurried around, barking wildly. However, the fighting capacity of the Chengguan is amazing, and the wild dogs forced by the encirclement, pursuit and interception tactics that the special forces are ashamed of have no way to escape. I couldn’t help asking the stall owner, “What do you mean?”? How come the Chengguan are fighting with the dog again? Who is the dog provoking?
“The order from the higher authorities is that there are too many stray dogs, which can easily spread diseases and affect the appearance of the city. It is said that a leader was bitten by a dog on the street.” The stall owner shook his head helplessly. “These dogs are going to suffer. If they are caught, they will all be killed.”
Several small wild dogs were surrounded by seven or eight urban management officers, who kept attacking them with sticks and dog-catching ropes. The wild dog was beaten in pain and could not run out. It howled and its voice was very miserable.
“***, it’s worse than a dog!” The kidnapper spat.
It’s so ***ing noisy! You said you could see this at a meal. I’m really tired of it! The little demon scolded.
“We were born from the same root, so why rush into each other?” I can only recite a poem because I am not good at cursing.
No more! Can’t eat it! The murder weapon dropped and the chopsticks stood up. “Go, go back!”
I didn’t finish half a bowl of soybean milk, so I followed them back to the base, but my stomach was not obedient, and I was still hungry. “There’s a new wheat porridge shop in the city,” the murder weapon advised. “I hear it’s pretty good. Let’s go there and eat.”
Spicy wheat porridge shop. I think I’ve heard of it. The brothers expressed their serious agreement on the spot.
When we got to the place, it was already more than eight o’clock, and there were not so many people eating breakfast. I said directly to the pretty lady at the counter, “Four bowls of eight-treasure porridge with sugar.”. And two catties of deep-fried dough sticks.
“Well, sir, I’m sorry..” The young lady hesitated for a moment and then said softly, “This is the information office.”
I looked down, and sure enough, there was a sign on the counter that said “Information Office.”. I’m really convinced. Why do you consult when you open a restaurant? But when in Rome, do as the Romans do. “Where can I buy food?” I asked.
The young lady stretched out her jade arm and pointed to the inside and said, “You have to buy a meal ticket before you can eat.”. Refund any excess or make up any deficiency.
Really Nima regular.
When I went to buy a meal ticket, I saw a little boy in sportswear and white trousers, about eleven or twelve years old, jumping and kicking in the hall, making a few gestures to the passing guests from time to time, and others were avoiding him. That kid is practicing Taekwondo, and his white pants are embroidered with English letters: TKD. When
I bought a meal ticket and passed by, the child rushed over quickly and kicked me like a whirlwind. Ordinarily I would have been all right as soon as I dodged back, but today I ran into the Chengguan thing, and I was already a little angry, so I grabbed the foot he kicked and said, “Didn’t your coach teach you to kick people around here?”
The child frowned and shouted in a very aggressive tone, “Let me go!”
“Oh, this kid is pretty awesome.” When the little demon saw it, he came over to join in the fun. “Whose child is this, so proud?”
Who knows who owns it? It’s not my family. I grabbed his feet and said, “You can let go, but do you know that it is very impolite for a person who practices martial arts to kick others casually in public?”
“Take care of it!” The child answered me directly. What else can I say? A man stood up at the opposite table and said to me, “What, are you going to help me educate my children?”
I looked up and saw that the middle-aged man in his forties was really like the child. It seemed that he was his own father. But this man is definitely not an ordinary person, because his face with a vague domineering, although not revealed in the expression, but still can feel domineering. This domineering, originally in Binjiang Road when fighting, surnamed Qin that old boy’s body is this feeling.
“Is this your child?” I asked knowingly.
“Yes, what’s wrong?” The man’s voice was deep, with a sense of confidence. There were two young men behind him, both of whom had stood up.
If you are a child of your own family, you should be a little stricter. It’s a very bad habit to indulge your children to kick people around here. Others will say that this child has no family education. I held the child’s hand and did not relax. Although he did not continue to shout, he began to grin.
“Oh, so you mean you want to discipline this child for me?” The man said with an unkind smile and a strong threat in his voice. A young man behind him took a step forward and seemed ready to do it.
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