Brody Wan's Shadow in the Game Chapter 2

Brody Wan was stunned when he heard the name, and then quickly turned to look at Sterling Bian.

"Yeah." Sterling Bian responded without asking any more questions. He put his hands in his pockets and walked along the road.

"Holy Sh!t, I want to get Felix Qiu," Brody Wan followed him for a while before whispering with excitement in his voice, "Isn't it just what you want?"

"I want to eat right now," Sterling Bian fumbled in his pocket for a long time looking for a piece of candy to eat, but only took out a supermarket receipt. He turned around and looked around, "Where to eat?"

"Fellow fellow, I want to eat his spring pancakes," Brody Wan said, and then added after a pause, "I knew that Dexter Pan would be the first to trouble Felix Qiu, so I didn't expect him to hold it in until this semester." "

"There are some damn spring pancakes at this hour..." Sterling Bian pointed to the row of restaurants in front, "Just have some fried noodles or something."

"Whatever. Your eldest master doesn't mind, so I don't mind either." Brody Wan waved his hand, not caring about making fried noodles directly from spring rolls. "If you want fried noodles, I'll treat you."

Sterling Bian and Brody Wan sat at a small table for two by the window of the small restaurant, waiting for fried noodles.

After nine o'clock in the evening in this Sh!tty place, the only ones with lights on are Internet cafes, KTVs, and late-night snack restaurants.

Sterling Bian kept tilting his head to look out the window, but he couldn't see anything. There was only one street lamp far away, and many of them were broken and have not been repaired. It was pitch dark outside, and only the scene in the restaurant could be reflected on the glass. .

There were only four people in the restaurant, including him and Brody Wan. The other table was probably shipping students, their heads down eating noodles without even saying a word.

"Aren't you going home this week?" Brody Wan asked.

"Yeah." Sterling Bian nodded, took out his cell phone, stared at it for a while, and sent a message to Seraphina Zhang.

Do you have time to go out for dinner on Saturday?

Normally he wouldn't ask a girl like this, he would just ask you to have dinner on Saturday, but that was not the case for Seraphina Zhang.

"Not coming back again? You didn't come back last week either." Brody Wan made a pose and made a two-hand sign with his hands.

"There's no point in going back," Sterling Bian took a picture of Brody Wan with his cell phone, "Waverly Bian's birthday is the day after tomorrow, why should I go back."

Waverly Bian is Sterling Bian's half-sister, only half a year younger than him. Sterling Bian has not spoken to her since she was a child, and even after more than ten years of talking to her, she probably can't even put together a pear-shaped poem.

There are probably more indirect conversations than direct conversations.

Usually like this, Waverly Bian said, Dad, Sterling Bian hit me. Sterling Bian said I didn't. Waverly Bian said, Mom, Sterling Bian snatched my baby. Sterling Bian said I didn't.

"The main thing is to avoid Thayer Bian, right?" Brody Wan poured him a cup of tea. Brody Wan and he had known each other since they entered the junior high school sports school, and Brody Wan knew everything about his family's bloody ethics drama.

"Well," Sterling Bian took a sip of tea, "he must go home for his sister's birthday."

Thayer Bian is Waverly Bian's biological brother. Sterling Bian and he don't even have a pear-shaped body, and they can fight if they don't suit each other.

"Go to my house," Brody Wan said, "My mother said to make dumplings this week. Don't you love eating the cakes she bakes? Ask her to bake them for you."

"Let's talk about it," Sterling Bian shook his phone, "If Seraphina Zhang doesn't want to eat with me, I will go to your house to eat cakes."

"Can you two still eat for two days?" Brody Wan sighed.

Sterling Bian smiled and said nothing.

After finishing the fried noodles, Seraphina Zhang's message came back.

I'm in a bad mood these days.

"You're so hard to please. You wait for a long time and then you get a reply of nonsense." Sterling Bian looked at his phone and frowned. "Are you in a bad mood and don't want to eat, or are you in a bad mood and need to eat? It takes so much effort to just say whether to eat or not."

"Aren't all women like this?" Brody Wan came over to take a look and laughed for a long time.

"Fart, have you ever had such a hard time talking to Li Dan and those other girls?" Sterling Bian stood up and put on his coat.

"It's easy to talk to Li Dan. Just chase after Li Dan." Brody Wan clicked his tongue twice.

"Too cruel." Sterling Bian gritted his teeth and clicked his tongue, then lowered his head and sent a message back to Seraphina Zhang.

Come out, I'll stay with you until you feel better.

After coming out of the noodle shop, it was still a little while before 10:30, Sterling Bian and Brody Wan slowly walked towards Dongqing Internet Cafe.

Because there are three schools in this area, besides restaurants, Internet cafes are the most numerous, with more than a dozen of them, large and small.

However, Internet cafes also have territory. People from the Dongqing Internet cafes and sports schools generally don't go there, and shipping students don't go to the Internet cafes here at the sports school.

If someone appears on the other side's territory at this point, it basically means they are looking for trouble.

People like Sterling Bian and Brody Wan, who wear sportswear and even down jackets with white stripes, look like they belong to a sports school, so they are particularly eye-catching when walking near shipping.

On the way, they passed two new buildings that had not yet been built. Sterling Bian went in and took a look around. He found two hollow iron pipes. He weighed them in his hand and handed one to Brody Wan: "Be careful not to let the nails get caught on your pants again."

"Fcuk." Brody Wan took the iron pipe.

Sterling Bian didn't know how many people Dexter Pan had called, but just looking at the few people under the wall just now, according to the level of high school fighting, they are already considered to be middle-level masters. They are not good at fighting, and they are ruthless. Brody Wan.

Even though Brody Wan could still be hung on the wall by nails after climbing over it, he was very dedicated and professional when fighting. His energy was definitely beyond that of an average high school student, and if he couldn't control himself, he would become a street thug.

Sterling Bian didn't blame himself for this. He also fought, and he hadn't stopped since kindergarten. Because he kept fighting, his father spent money and sent him to a sports school. He said it was a waste of energy, but he usually didn't take the initiative to pick fights. It's just that he has a bad temper, and he easily picks on people who are looking for trouble.

After walking for a while, I saw the words Dongqing Internet Cafe shining under the spotlight.

Sterling Bian tightened his grip on the iron pipe. He didn't see Dexter Pan. Dexter Pan was not the kind of person who would escape from a battle. The only possibility was that they had already entered the Internet cafe.

"Go ahead." Brody Wan quickened his pace and walked in front of him.

When they walked only fifty meters away from the Internet cafe, they heard the noise coming from the Internet cafe, and then saw someone running out of the door.

"Block the door." Sterling Bian said, and two people ran towards the door.

The few people who ran out were very panicked, and the expressions on their faces were clearly visible under the light. These people were either their targets, or they were frightened by the fight and escaped.

Then two more people ran out with blood on their faces, holding something in their hands that had metal reflections. Brody Wan rushed up and raised the iron pipe towards the arm of the one in front and swung it over.

Sterling Bian's iron pipe hit another person's hand, and the thing he was holding fell to the ground with a clang. He glanced at it and saw that it was the stainless steel armrest removed from the Internet cafe chair.

Sterling Bian swung his shoulder again. The man screamed and shook his shoulder, then quickly reached out to pick up the handrail on the ground. Sterling Bian kicked the handrail away and pointed it at the ribs. Kicked up.

He didn't use too much force with his kick, but the man was still knocked down by his kick.

After Sterling Bian and Brody Wan knocked down two people, they were about to rush into the Internet cafe, but suddenly four or five shipping people rushed out from inside, all with weapons in their hands, and they started waving them around fiercely.

Sterling Bian didn't have time to brake, and someone threw something in his hand towards his face. He raised his hand to block it, and the back of his hand suddenly felt a burning pain.

"I'll Fcuk you, uncle." Sterling Bian cursed, and without caring about anything else, he swung the iron pipe and smashed it at the person in front of him.

The iron pipe in his hand hit people and made his hands numb. In the chaos, Sterling Bian himself was hit several times. He was wearing very little, just a T-shirt with a very thin down jacket on the outside. These hits made him a little angry.

There were a lot of people running out of the Internet cafe. Sterling Bian and Brody Wan were at the door, and they rushed out without blocking them.

Dexter Pan chased him out with his men. Judging by his stance, he probably had the upper hand. When he came out, he saw Sterling Bian and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Sterling Bian responded.

"Chase!" Dexter Pan shouted, "No one can Fcuking run away!"

A group of people from the shipping company had already run onto the road. Sterling Bian chased after him and jumped out of the guardrail on the sidewalk with his hands. He swung a pipe behind a person's knees. The person knelt on the ground and rolled around. Fei pushed him up and kicked him down with his back facing him.

The process of group fights is often very short. It only takes five or six minutes from the time Sterling Bian and Brody Wan join the battle to the situation where a group of people are running and a group of people are chasing each other on the road.

Dexter Pan's target this time is Felix Qiu, but Sterling Bian still doesn't know who is Felix Qiu among this mess of people. He just feels that a dignified new shipping boss can't handle it.

He chased, ran, stopped, and swung a few times, then chased and ran, stopped, and swung... After repeating this process two or three times, Sterling Bian heard a girl's voice behind him scream sharply and briefly. A sound.

Sterling Bian thought the voice sounded familiar, and then a deep male voice sounded behind him: "Hey."

Hey, uncle. Sterling Bian turned around.

A fluorescent green bicycle rushed behind him, and it rushed in front of him in an instant. Sterling Bian only had time to see clearly that the person on the bicycle was wearing a mask. The deep eyes exposed on the mask were very eye-catching. Before he could react, his right shoulder He got hit hard.

The tremendous pain caused by this made Sterling Bian almost scream out, and the iron pipe in his hand almost slipped off.

This man rode a bicycle past him like a gust of wind. The rubber baton he carried in his left hand was raised, and with the forward inertia of the bicycle, it hit Brody Wan in front of him on the right rib.

Brody Wan was unprepared and staggered to his knees.

"Behind!" Sterling Bian roared, giving Dexter Pan and the others a wake-up call.

But just a few seconds after the person in front turned around, the bicycle rushed straight behind Dexter Pan. When Dexter Pan turned around, the person on the bicycle raised his hand and hit the rubber baton from the bottom up. Dexter Pan was hit hard on his chin and fell back to the ground.

At this moment, all the shipping people stopped running for their lives and turned back.

Hold!

Sterling Bian changed the iron pipe to his left hand and rushed over.

No matter what the previous results were, Dexter Pan was the one who took the lead this time. His being brought down meant that the sports school was in disgrace.

And his intuition told him that this person was Felix Qiu.

After Dexter Pan was knocked down, the man on the bicycle paused for a short while, and Sterling Bian rushed to his side during this gap.

The iron pipe in his hand was smashed into the man's face.

This man reacted very quickly and raised his hand to block Sterling Bian before it hit him in the face.

However, Sterling Bian used a lot of force this time. The iron pipe first hit his left hand, and then the top of the iron pipe hit the corner of his eye due to inertia.

When Sterling Bian was about to hit him a second time, the man kicked hard and the bicycle sped forward.

The man turned around and looked at him while riding on his bike. Sterling Bian saw the blood gushing out from the wound under the corner of his eye.

When Dexter Pan was pulled up from the ground, his slightly deformed jaw and twisted expression looked a bit miserable.

"Fcuk..." Dexter Pan cursed half a sentence in pain, his enunciation was a little unclear, and he probably bit his tongue.

"Dodge first." Sterling Bian said, Dexter Pan was injured in a wrong place. As the leader of this incident, his broken jaw directly affected his command.

The shipping crew had already been disabled. As soon as this man appeared suddenly, he immediately regained his momentum. A few wanted to rush over, but the man stopped him and said in a muffled voice: "Let's go." "

After the people on both sides exchanged a few harsh words, the shipping man turned around and left.

The shipping crew was beaten very badly. If the man hadn't knocked Dexter Pan down in the last round, their provocation would have been successful today.

Except for Dexter Pan, everyone else in the sports school has no big problems. These people are all in good physical condition, so a few hits are nothing.

Brody Wan was beaten pretty hard, and there didn't seem to be much impact at the moment.

Two people accompanied Dexter Pan to the hospital three miles away for emergency treatment. The others dispersed, some went to the Internet cafe, and Sterling Bian and Brody Wan climbed over the wall and returned to school.

When climbing up the water pipe, Sterling Bian discovered that the injury on his shoulder was more serious than he had imagined. It was very difficult for him to lift his right arm and he had no strength.

"Mom!" Sterling Bian ran into the bathroom and leaned against the wall and cursed, then pulled Brody Wan in who was hanging on the window sill because of rib pain and couldn't get in.

"Fcuk," Brody Wan opened his clothes, and a large black bruise under his right rib was revealed, "Fcuk!"

Sterling Bian pressed the bruise and said, "It's OK as long as the ribs are not broken."

"Fcuk, stop pressing it," Brody Wan quickly dodged, "It hurts...it shouldn't be broken."

"That person is Felix Qiu?" Sterling Bian asked in a muffled voice.

"Well, you'll know when you look at the car." Brody Wan blew air on his ribs.

"So damn S3xy!" Sterling Bian filed his teeth.

After gritting his teeth and pouring cold water over his shoulders in the bathroom for about ten minutes, Sterling Bian returned to the dormitory and took off his clothes. Looking at the light outside the dormitory, he discovered that his shoulders were also completely blue. Not as swollen as before.

He gritted his teeth and moved his arm. There should be no problem with the bones, but even the slightest stretch in the muscles made him want to kneel down. Even the shoulder straps and his neck were numb with pain.

"Holy Sh!t..." Maverick Zhu leaned out half of his body from the upper bunk, "What's wrong with you?"

"Can you see it?" Sterling Bian glanced at him, "You have a good eye."

"This piece of nonsense is so bright and eye-catching," Maverick Zhu got out of bed, took out a bottle of spray from the cabinet, sprayed it a few times on Bien Nan's shoulder, and turned around to see the large strip on Brody Wan's body, He clicked his tongue, "What are you two doing?"

"Wild fight." Sterling Bian said, lifting the quilt and falling on the bed. After fighting for so long, this was the first time he was beaten so unprepared.

But that wasn't what made him most depressed.

As he walked back, he saw Seraphina Zhang standing in front of a milk tea shop on the roadside.

He immediately realized that the familiar scream behind him was Seraphina Zhang's, and the distance was quite close at the time. Sterling Bian could guess that Seraphina Zhang might have just jumped off Felix Qiu's car at that moment.

Hold!

Sterling Bian didn't have much thought about Seraphina Zhang at first. He just thought that she was pretty, and not in a vulgar way, but in a very artistic way.

Now when he thought of Felix Qiu, his heart felt clogged, and the wound on his shoulder was as unspeakably uncomfortable as burning.

He has to catch this Seraphina Zhang!

Suffocating a lot of anger, and getting more and more angry the more he thought about it, Sterling Bian actually fell asleep not long after.

When he was woken up by the school's loudspeaker before dawn the next day, he still felt that he had slept well.

When he turned over and got out of bed, he suddenly felt a pulling pain on his shoulder, which made him think of what happened last night, and he suddenly felt a little angry again.

When Brody Wan got up, he held his ribs and turned sideways, hunching his back like an old lady.

"Today's training is going to be tough." Brody Wan hunched his back and took a towel and walked out of the dormitory.

Sports school students wearing sportswear and running circles along the sidewalk outside the school every morning have always been a beautiful sight in the "second city center".

Aunts and uncles who get up early in the neighborhood often stop to watch.

Sterling Bian was running in the middle of the team, swinging his arms as if he were on the ropes, but he could still bear it. In the past, the strained shoulder in training just felt like this.

Just after running half a circle, Sterling Bian felt that he caught a dazzling green light from the corner of his eye.

He turned his head and looked over, stunned: "Fcuk!"

There was a fluorescent green bicycle parked across the street. The person on the bicycle had one leg on the ground and his hands in his pockets, looking this way.