Chapter two hundred and eighty first downtown streaking brother
In the Gulou commercial district, a silver-gray van drove slowly and finally stopped next to a crowded square.
Originally, there were very few vehicles passing here, so when the van arrived, it attracted a lot of suspicious eyes, wanting to see what was going on with the van.
Under the eyes of everyone, there was a 'crash' sound, the car door opened, and the figure above flickered, and a person staggered out.
Then, the door quickly closed, the van honked its whistle, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed outside. Everyone was so frightened that they got out of the way and left quickly amidst curses.
"ah,,,"
"I'm wiping, what are you doing?"
"What a fool, doing body art again,"
All kinds of screams were heard, and soon the curses were suppressed. Everyone's eyes fell on the figure in the center. Even the most reserved girl covered her eyes with her hands and took a few secret glances.
"Uh-huh..." Shao Yu, who was almost ecstatic, felt the strange looks on his face, his face was burning, and he wanted to find a place to get in.
From childhood to adulthood, Shao Yu grew up under the great halo of the Shao family. He used to enjoy other people's envious or nymphomaniacal gazes, but now this kind of gaze is like a sharp sword, piercing his heart. In his heart, his little heart was bleeding, and his heartbeat was almost 180.
Shao Yu struggled for a while, but his hands were tied tightly and tied behind his back, making it impossible for him to take off the socks that were covering his mouth. Yes, it was a pair of socks. This was in the car, and one of the boys was in front of him. His face, Shao Dashao, took it off from his feet with his own hands.
This pair of socks is gray, but Shao Yu swears that when he first bought it, these socks were definitely not gray, but white. A pair of white socks turned into gray socks, which shows how lethal it is. But, Shao Yu Yu could only endure it.
Shao Yu wanted to vomit, but couldn't. He could only grit his teeth, with a fierce look in his eyes. When he was out of danger, he must find the two younger brothers and cut them into pieces, making their lives worse than death.
"Hey, there are words written on his body..." Someone shouted, and everyone's eyes once again fell on Shao Yu's chest, back, and even the inner thighs.
"What are you writing about?" someone asked again.
"I don't know, it's probably some kind of advertisement. They're doing body art just to attract attention. Last time, there were a few beauties who were almost naked. They also want to be famous," someone snorted.
When Shao Yu heard this, his eyes burst into flames. I called your mother's name. Isn't that embarrassing enough? Unfortunately, no one could understand what he was saying.
"Brother is an old Chinese medicine doctor, specializing in hemorrhoids and syphilis..." Someone read the words on Shao Yu's left thigh.
"My sister is a wonderful doctor, autocratic, impotent, premature ejaculation..." Someone read the words on Shao Yu's right thigh.
"..." Everyone was speechless, this is all such a mess.
Looking at Shao Yu's bare chest, there were two circles drawn in a special position, with the words next to it: If you want to enlarge your breasts, please apply 'Shaojia brand plaster. Changing from A to F overnight is not a dream.
Shao Yu was really going crazy. Those two bastards were scribbling on him. When he caught them, he would expose them to the sun for three days and the skin would peel off.
"Oh, what a gangster," a girl stared at Shao Yu's back and shouted loudly, but she couldn't hold back her laughter.
On Shao Yu's back, there is a painting of a man, almost in a 1:1 ratio, and the whole thing is attached to his back. The most important thing is that although it is mosaic somewhere, it is highly consistent with his buttocks. At first glance, it looks like...
Shao Yu didn't know what was on his back. He only knew that his back was a big project because the two bastards were tinkering with it. Unfortunately, he couldn't see it himself, otherwise he would have fainted.
The most exaggerated thing is that a big hat was painted on Shao Yu's forehead. The color of the hat was a very conspicuous green. Under the green hat, there were two big characters written in black paint: bastard.
Seeing this, some people finally realized that something was wrong. What kind of body art was this? Body art shouldn't be such a prank on oneself.
However, even though they saw something fishy, they didn't come forward. Isn't this a society that protects oneself wisely and meddles in other people's business? Otherwise, something might have happened. If you help call the police, then you are considered a 'good person' 'Level.
"Hmm..." Shao Yu's body was shaking a little, and he wanted to run away, but he didn't dare to leave, because Xiao Feng made an appointment with his father and sent someone here to pick him up. Dressed up, no matter where you go, the rate of turning heads is 250%.
"Uh-huh..." Shao Yu got angry and yelled several times at the crowd watching the excitement. Seeing that they still refused to leave, he rushed up and kicked several people down.
Shao Yu is used to being arrogant and domineering. How could he stand this? If his hands were not tied behind his back, he would probably even have thoughts of killing people. He is the eldest son of the Shao family, and he has always treated other people like monkeys. Can allow others to treat him as a monkey.
Shao Yu kicked several people down in succession and felt a lot better. If you look at Male Gobi again, you will pluck out your eyeballs. However, the next second, he regretted it.
"Damn, you're so crazy," a young man got up from the ground and punched Shao Yu in the face.
"Hmm..." Shao Yu's hands were tied, his mouth was gagged, and only his legs were free. However, he had never practiced any Shaolin kick-sweeping skills, so he was basically in a state of being beaten.
Soon, several other people who had been kicked over also got up. They all stared at Shao Yu angrily and started to take action. Several people surrounded Shao Yu, and after a punch attack, they quickly disappeared into the crowd. .
"Hmm..." Shao Yu almost cried. Is this the case of a tiger being bullied by a dog, and a dragon being teased by a shrimp? He hates it, hates Xiao Feng, hates those two younger brothers, and hates the people around him even more. Lively people.
Fortunately, the people from the Shao family arrived quickly enough, and several bulletproof Mercedes-Benz cars roared over, honked their horns to disperse the crowd of onlookers, and stopped next to the Shao family.
"Ayu," the door of one of the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz cars opened, and Shao Weihua, another powerful figure in the Shao family, quickly got out and walked towards Shao Yu.
When Shao Yu saw Shao Weihua, his nose felt sore and tears flowed out. Damn it, my relatives. He has never experienced the humiliation he feels today, nor has he experienced the helplessness of seeing his relatives... …
Shao Weihua quickly took off his suit. He didn't have time to look at the words on Shao Yu, so he quickly put it on for him: "Ayu, are you okay?"
"Hmm..." Shao Yu made a sound in his mouth. He really couldn't stand the smell of the smelly socks, and it almost made him vomit.
Shao Weihua quickly took off the smelly socks and threw them aside: "How do you feel?"
Shao Yu gasped for air, his eyes swept over the crowd watching the excitement, his face was as gloomy as water: "Let's go back,"
"Okay," Shao Weihua knew that this was not the place to stay for long, so he nodded and helped Shao Yu quickly get into the Mercedes-Benz.
The arrival of the Mercedes-Benz fleet shocked the spectators. If nothing else, just looking at the serial number plate of the Mercedes-Benz was exaggerated enough. This boy with "body art" must have a great background.
Back in the car, Shao Weichang had already helped Shao Yu untie his wrist: "Ayu, how do you feel?"
Shao Yu's face turned pale. He looked at the people outside through the car window and clenched his fists: "Nothing, let's go."
"Drive." When Shao Weihua arrived, Shao Weichang had warned him not to cause conflicts outside and to rush back immediately after receiving Shao Yu.
After the Mercedes-Benz fleet left, someone soon uploaded the stolen pictures or videos through various channels such as Weibo or forums.
As for the titles, they are even more varied, such as 'Playing with body art in public, where is the moral integrity?', 'When body art rises, should we also become famous by taking off our clothes?', 'A man ran naked in the downtown area of Jiuquan, suspected of mental illness' ,'When a tall, rich and handsome guy falls in love with streaking, how will we D-girls live?'...
The Mercedes-Benz convoy was very fast, and it took more than half an hour to return to Shao's house. Along the way, Shao Yu had a gloomy face, and his fingernails dug deep into his hands. He did not hesitate.
Shao Weichang, who had already received the news, was also waiting at the door. When he saw the motorcade stopped, he quickly came up to greet him: "Ayu, Ayu, are you okay?"
The car door opened, and Shao Weihua helped Shao Yu get out of the car. When Shao Weichang saw Shao Yu's appearance, he was stunned: "This is..."
Shao Yu glanced at Shao Weichang and said coldly: "You must kill Xiao Feng for me." After saying that, he limped towards his villa.
"Ayu, you..." Shao Weichang looked at Shao Yu's back and called out a few words. He could only turn around and look at Shao Weihua: "Second brother, what happened?"
Shao Weihua shook his head and told what he saw. Shao Weichang's face turned completely dark and he gritted his teeth: "Xiao Feng, I will cut you into pieces and cut you into pieces." After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and dialed The number came out.
"Hello," Xiao Feng's faint voice came from the receiver.
"Xiao Feng, you deserve to die," Shao Weichang roared: "You clearly promised me not to hurt my son, but you..."
"I really didn't hurt him," Xiao Feng said in a very aggrieved tone.
"You actually had his clothes stripped off and threw him into the downtown area. You..."
"I just promised you not to let him get hurt physically, but I didn't promise you that I couldn't let him get hurt mentally. Hey, Mr. Shao, is your son very hurt? That's too fragile. A glass heart is not advisable. "Xiao Feng said mockingly.
Shao Weichang grabbed the phone with trembling hands: "Xiao Feng, we will fight until death."
"Hahaha, I was just waiting for your words," Xiao Feng laughed wildly: "I, Mrs. Xiao, will accompany your Shao family to have some fun."
‘Pa’, a shattering sound came, and then the phone was hung up. Xiao Feng could tell that it was Shao Weichang who broke the phone.
"Shao Yu, the last time you sent someone to kill me, let's settle the matter between us." Xiao Feng put down the phone, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a wicked smile.