Chapter 123 Can't eat instant noodles on the train?
The train started slowly amidst the sound of the whistle.
The scenery outside the window is like passing clouds, fleeting.
Wu Qing, who was on the side, chatted with the girl one after another.
but...
Obviously, the other party didn't want to talk to him.
With his head down, he took out his mobile phone from his schoolbag, plugged in his earphones, and started listening to music.
Wu Qing's face was slightly ugly, and he spat in a low voice.
"Bah! What are you pretending to be noble, you're not a scumbag who was...x...!"
After finishing speaking, he stared lewdly at the small hill on the girl's chest, and whistled.
Then he wobbled with his legs crossed, took out his phone from his pocket, and watched the short videos.
Generally near the site, the signal is still good.
He had to hurry up, or he would be bored later.
Jiang Lang glanced at Wu Qing and frowned.
He really didn't expect how his high school classmates back then became like this now.
Anyway, he is still a college student, why is his quality getting worse and worse?
He looked back calmly, seeing that everything was safe, he turned his head and looked at the scenery outside the window again.
Unknowingly, a sense of sleepiness welled up in my heart.
After a hutch, he propped his hands on the edge of the table and fell asleep.
Anyone who has taken this kind of green leather train knows that the comfort of this kind of train is completely incomparable with the high-speed rail.
After a long time, it is easy to make people sleepy, and if you squint for a while, you can't bear it at all.
In a daze, I don't know how long I slept.
Suddenly, there was a noise in the ear, and the voice was noisy.
"Hey~ What instant noodles are you eating! It smells so bad."
"This car stinks, but you still eat instant noodles, do you have a sense of public morality?"
"It's time to lose it..."
Jiang Lang was awakened by the sound, shook his head, and raised his head.
A bucket of freshly made instant noodles was held by the little girl.
Her head drooped slightly, her eyes were red and covered with mist, and she looked very sad.
Wu Qing on the side was crossing her hips, accusing the girl with great fanfare, and there was a kind of disgust in her eyes that couldn't be concealed.
Jiang Lang raised his eyebrows and guessed what happened at a glance.
Turning his head impatiently, he said to Wu Qing, "It's all right, give me a hammer!"
Wu Qing seemed to have found a comrade-in-arms, and said quickly: "Prodigal son, you are awake."
"Look at this little girl, she looks so white, but she's making instant noodles in the car."
"Oh~ I'm going, it stinks to death!" As he spoke, he waved his hand on the tip of his nose, with a contemptuous expression on his face.
heard.
The corners of Jiang Lang's mouth twitched slightly, and three black lines appeared on his forehead.
He turned his head to look at Wu Qing, as if he saw something strange and disappeared.
He pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Why don't you sit back in your original seat."
He felt that what he said was tactful enough.
Who would have thought that the other party would not appreciate it.
Wu Qing frowned, and looked at Jiang Lang coldly: "Prodigal son, what do you mean?"
"She ate instant noodles in the car. The smell was so bad. You didn't talk about him, but me?"
"Are you still a classmate?"
Jiang Lang looked at the other party with a playful expression on the corner of his mouth. "I remember when you were in high school, you also ate instant noodles, right?"
"I've eaten, what's the matter?" Wu Qing raised an eyebrow and said.
Jiang Lang clutched his forehead, feeling a little helpless.
As early as when he was in the noodle shop, he had a little disdain for Wu Qing. If it wasn't for the affection of his classmates, he wouldn't sit with him.
Forget about sex, he didn't bother to say it, after all, no man is not good at sex.
But what the hell are you doing with such a small belly?
It's still wrong for people to ignore you. You are a stranger in the first place.
What does it mean to catch a little girl bullying, and no one else messed with you.
You have to talk about instant noodles in a bucket, it's really fucked up.
The main thing is...
Laozi just fell asleep, and you woke up Laozi!
To die! ! !
"Whoo~"
Jiang Lang took a deep breath, his expression gradually became cold, and his words were even more unceremonious.
"Since you have eaten it, why are you pretending to be so cool?"
"I don't know, I thought you were a rich second generation who didn't eat the fireworks of the world."
"What happened to the instant noodles on the train?"
"Which law stipulates that instant noodles cannot be eaten on the train?"
"Made! A big man, does he have the guts to bully other little girls?"
"Hurry up and get the hell out of labor, I'm annoyed just looking at you!" Jiang Lang cursed with a sweet breath.
He had seen the video of "Sister Gaotie Instant Noodles" on the news before.
It was just a fun to watch before, but I didn't expect it to happen in reality.
this moment.
Everyone in the carriage was dumbfounded.
Originally seeing a big man bullying a little girl, everyone felt dissatisfied and spoke a few words of dissuasion.
But Wu Qing was so angry, who would dare to provoke him.
He is 1.8 meters tall and has muscles all over his body, which is rare in the southwest region.
Seeing that he couldn't be dissuaded, he just watched with cold eyes.
after all...
In today's society, more things are worse than less things.
It's not bad to be able to support with words.
However, everyone did not expect it.
The companion of this muscular man is actually a sensible person.
As soon as this remark came out, everyone echoed.
"Well said, lad!"
"It's really shameless. What kind of skill is bullying a little girl?"
"What's wrong with the instant noodles, and it didn't cost you money."
"..." Everyone was discussing and looking at Wu Qing with disdain.
Listening to the words from the people around, Wu Qing's face became more and more ugly.
He yelled violently: "Shut up, labor and management~"
Then he turned his head and looked at Jiang Lang viciously: "What do you mean, don't speak for labor and management, but help others?"
Jiang Lang sneered disdainfully, and then scolded: "Help me, get lost."
Wu Qing froze for a moment, and his face became violent.
"Fuck! How dare you scold me."
He raised his fist and threw it at Jiang Lang.
"Be careful~"
There were exclamations in the crowd, and the girl covered her eyes with her hands in fright.
Jiang Lang frowned, his eyes slightly cold.
Raising his right hand abruptly, the second strike came first, but instead he grasped the opponent's fist and locked it firmly.
"Let go~" Wu Qing roared with a thick red neck.
He wanted to pull his hand back, but found that his right hand seemed to be poured with cement, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it.
In a hurry, he raised his right foot and kicked towards Jiang Lang.
This action completely annoyed Jiang Lang.
His eyes turned cold, and he also kicked over.
Only a "bang~" was heard.
Wu Qing was directly kicked onto the aisle by Jiang Lang.
Hugging her belly, there was a cry of "Aww~", and big cold sweat rolled down her forehead.
Jiang Lang stepped forward and grabbed the opponent by the collar.
Then, a scene appeared that stunned countless people in the carriage.
A strong man with a height of 1.8 meters was held in the air by Jiang Lang with one hand, full of a powerful aesthetic sense of violence.
"Do you still want to fight?" Jiang Lang looked at the other party coldly.
Wu Qing's voice was intermittent, his face flushed red, like a drowning person, his legs were swinging wildly,
"No...don't fight anymore, let me...down...down..."