923 Last night

Huang Jie was not a, so he immediately dragged the man away, leaving behind a terrified crowd. [A lot of good novels]

After Huang Jie's figure disappeared into the darkness, a sky-high flame roared again. Someone shivered. Someone cried. The footsteps of "Da Da" sounded, and Huang Jie walked back and said that it was done.

"Ok, round three, go!" The monkey throws the balloon at a certain person.

Huang Jie sang again: "Cut a period of time and flow slowly, flowing into the moonlight and rippling slightly, playing a song with a faint fragrance of small lotus, and the beautiful piano sound fell beside me......"

I have to say that Huang Jie's singing is quite good. It's just that we usually listen to it too much, so we don't like to listen to it. I thought that from tomorrow, I might never hear Huang Jie's singing again, so I listened more attentively. I want to imprint every note in my mind forever.

What does not match this beautiful song is that the big brothers who passed the balloon were nervous one by one, and the ball was passed out immediately in their hands, not daring to delay for half a moment, as if it was not a balloon, but a landmine.

In fact, this is more terrible than landmines. Because that's terrible.

Huang Jie sang for a long time this time, and he didn't stop until he almost finished singing the whole song, and a big brother who happened to receive the ball cried out "wow". But the monkey didn't believe the tears, and dragged the man out and threw him at my feet.

Without saying a word, I slashed him with my knife and walked into the darkness.

A burst of fire roared again.

When I returned, the game of drumming and passing flowers continued, and there were only three people left, all three of whom were pale and stressed, and one of them was so frightened that he urinated. But monkeys don't believe in urine. Continue to shout mercilessly to start.

Huang Jie began to sing about Flying Freely, as usual, I accompanied him, and then he began to sing: "Who is singing, the wind has dried the lonely ......" This time, Huang Jie sang almost the whole song again, and the monkey and I also listened quietly.

The three of us seemed to tacitly want to drag on the night a little longer. [A lot of good novels]

Tomorrow, we will be separated.

This night, might it be better to go slowly? Why does the minute hand on the watch turn so fast?

We think it's fast, but some people think it's slow. The last three big brothers on campus who are nervously passing balloons, every second of the past is like years for them. When Huang Jie finished singing, the one holding the balloon at the end also couldn't help crying.

"Let me go, let me go......" The mournful shout resounded throughout the building.

The monkey dragged out. Huang Jie dragged it away, and the flames soared into the sky.

There were only two left.

"See who survives?" The monkey looked at the two of them with a grin and threw the balloon over again.

Huang Jie started singing again. This time, he did not sing the song of the Phoenix Legend again, but sang Zhang Zhenyue's goodbye. We all know that his song means something, it means that we are going to be separated.

"I'm afraid that I won't have the opportunity to say goodbye to you, because maybe I won't see you again, tomorrow I'm leaving, and the familiar place and you, to be separated, my tears will fall......"

The song echoed in the darkness, and the monkey and I were silent.

This is the second time Huang Jie has sung this song.

I closed my eyes, as if I had gone back to that snowy night three years ago, when the monkey was leaving, and Huang Jie sang this song. At that time, our first few partners were there, Wang Yao, Zheng Wu, and Liu Yina...... We listened quietly to Huang Jie's goodbye, and then the monkey got into the car that came to pick him up and disappeared into the snowy night.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before the monkey returned.

And now, only me and the monkey are standing next to Huang Jie. Huang Jie, is there a chance to come back?

"I can't promise you, will I come back again, don't look back, go on without looking back......" At this point, Huang Jie finally stopped. The aftermath lingers, and it seems that it has not yet dissipated. This song probably can also represent Huang Jie's state of mind. [Marshmallow]

The balloon rested in the hands of a certain big brother.

The monkey looked at him and sighed, "Sorry, goodbye." So saying, he stretched out his hand. At this moment, the eldest brother suddenly jumped up and kicked the monkey in the chest. It turned out that he had quietly untied the rope by himself before he knew it.

Of course, everyone has the instinct to survive.

Unfortunately, the monkey did not give him this chance. The monkey also flew out, and the eldest brother's body slammed into the load-bearing pillar, spitting out blood with a "wow". He fell to his knees and kowtowed like garlic.

"Please, let me go."

Monkeys don't believe in kowtowing.

Slash and stun, drag away, and the flames soar into the sky.

Only the last big brother remained, and he was finally lucky to survive. He stammered, "I...... I'll get out of here, and I promise not to talk about tonight......"

"Hehe, I don't believe it."

The monkey said this lightly, then felt for a grenade, pulled the lead and threw it over.

The three of us immediately turned around and left.

"No !!!!!"

There was a terrible scream from behind him, and then he heard a "boom", and there was no trace of him.

The three of us walked and walked and walked and walked and walked away from the dark building.

Of course, these big brothers are not dead, and we are not so mad that we really burn and blow them up. Although they injured Zheng Wu, they did not commit crimes to death, which is different from Xiao Hei and Qian Feng's kidnapping of Zhou Xiaoxi. Winter pages to talent.

Those sky-high fires are actually a few piles of cotton wool arranged by the monkey in advance; The grenade, which was also modified by the monkey with two kicks, was powerful enough to stun people without killing them. When they wake up, they find that they have a false alarm for the rest of their lives, and they should cherish their future lives even more.

After such a catastrophe, we would never believe that they would dare to target Zheng Wu; Maybe it's really bold, at most one or two, Zheng Wu is enough to deal with.

Leaving the building and getting into the van, the monkey asked what time it was, and I said it was three in the morning. Then I continued: "Is there a place to go for a supper?" ”

The monkey laughed: "Just kidding, I have a place to eat twenty-four hours a day in Dalong City." ”

The car drove into the city, and the Dragon City was still brightly lit everywhere, and there were places to eat everywhere. It's just that the monkey didn't go to the big shops, but drove the car into a narrow, pitch-black alley, most of the sides of the alley were dark, and the shops were already closed, but faintly, he saw a little light ahead.

As the car got closer, the light got closer and closer, and it turned out to be a small stall, with only a tent, a stove, and a table and chairs. Next to the stove, sat an old man who looked dirty, his face was full of wrinkles, and the old man seemed to be about to fall into the ground.

He sat there, drowsy.

In this dark alley, there is not even a single figure, and he still doesn't close the stall; And the monkey is very peculiar and can find this place.

The car stopped, a few of us got out of the car, and the old man opened his eyes and looked at us.

Next to the old man was a sign with the book: Sheep soup, 100 yuan.

I was taken aback: "What kind of mutton soup costs 100 yuan?!" ”

Huang Jie also scolded: "Damn, monkey, you brought me to this kind of place, are you going to slaughter me to death?" ”

The monkey did not speak, but said to the old man, "Three bowls of mutton soup and ten cakes." ”

The old man got up slowly and began to work.

"Forget it, forget it, you slaughter me this time, see if I don't kill you next time!" Huang Jie scolded.

"Haha, I'll wait."

But is there a next time?

The three of us sat down, and although there was a small red cloth tent overhead, it still couldn't hide the starlight in the sky, and the bright full moon hanging in the air.

Obviously, there were only three of us, but the mutton soup was made very slowly, and it hadn't come up for more than half an hour. Huang Jie and I complained again, saying that this was too slow. The monkey smiled and did not answer. Finally, the old man brought three bowls of mutton soup in turn, and ten hot cakes were lined up.

"Come, try the first sheep soup in the entire Dragon City." The monkey grinned.

"Dragon City No. 1?!" I was a little surprised, looking at this dilapidated storefront, looking at the old man who was about to die, I really didn't dare to imagine that this would be the No. 1 sheep soup in Dragon City.

The old man smiled slightly, and continued to sit by the stove and doze.

The monkey took a sip of the mutton soup first. After only one sip, his tears fell out: "Let me know that there is a kind of food in this world, so delicious that it can make people cry!" ”

Huang Jie and I scolded him, saying that you have not seen the world, and you drank a sheep soup and drank tears. The two of us also took a sip, only one sip, and we also shed tears, there is such a delicious mutton soup in this world!

My mother asked me why I was kneeling and drinking mutton soup.

I can't describe this taste at all, I just feel that it is different from all the sheep soup in this world, it is it, it is different.

"How's that, isn't it?" The monkey grinned.

Huang Jie and I nodded again and again, and then scolded the monkey, saying that there is such a good place, why didn't you bring us earlier? The monkey said that it was good, but it was too expensive, and I really didn't dare to bring you here without guaranteeing that someone would treat you!

This mutton soup is so delicious that we don't dare to drink it in a big gulp, but only dare to take small sips, for fear that there will be no more after drinking this delicacy.

"Hey, Old Yang, how many years do you have left?" The monkey asked suddenly.

The old man replied lazily, "Two or three years at most." ”

", you don't even have a queen, won't this sheep soup be lost when you die? Why don't you pass it on to me and let me help you carry it forward? ”

Lao Yang squinted his eyes and said, "Young Master of the Sun family, you have begged me for ten years for this matter. Today I will sue you again, no, I will take this sheep soup to the grave. ”

"Why?"

"Because the world is not worthy to drink my mutton soup." With that, the old man closed his eyes.

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