Chapter 2 skull

Wang Guo was quite unlucky. One night during the summer vacation of his second year in middle school, his skull was torn off by a mace. At that time, Wang Guoguo and I had just finished eating ice and walked out of the ice fruit room. It was not too late, it was only after nine o’clock in the evening, but the motorcycle racers at the foot of Bagua Mountain were already walking around near the Confucius Temple, as if they were gathering like. The drag racers like to adjust the sound of the engine to the critical point that it is about to explode, which is almost too noisy. Although Wang Guo was not so rotten as to stare at him at that time, his brow actually frowned, and this frown caused a problem.

A young man with a gentle face and oily hair came slowly riding a little sheep. Guo Guo and I unlocked the bicycle while sweating, praying that the young man of that era just wanted to drink papaya milk in the ice fruit room. The young man of that era slowly took out a mace from his backpack and narrowed his eyes. "I was wrong just now, right..." Before the flustered Wang Guo finished speaking, the young man of the era had already swung a mace to the top of Wang Guo's head, my eyes widened, and my face was splashed with red dots , hot and sticky. The kingdom is hung. So I made a decisive decision, raised my leg and kicked the fallen Kingdom's stomach forcefully, cursing: "You bitch! Do it! Do it! Do it!"

The young man of that era was already ready to hit the home run next time, but he looked at me in the Kingdom of Pain in a daze, and couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, so I spat forcefully on the face of the kingdom. water, and then calmly rode away on a bicycle. "He must have glue! He must have glue! He will not catch up!" I frantically stepped on the pedals, and then rode my bicycle directly into the police station near Minsheng Elementary School to report the crime. The policeman guarding the gate hurriedly yelled, "Fuck you!" Without hesitation, I knocked him down on my bicycle, and then yelled at the counter: "My friend was beaten to death by a motorcyclist at the Confucian Temple!"

For the next ten minutes, I watched five or six policemen put on their bulletproof vests with painful expressions, and slowly put the bullets into the clips one by one. Some even made phone calls to imitate the affectionate scenes in the movie. He told his wife that he couldn't go home to sleep tonight, and there was a policeman who looked like a supervisor with his ass still stuck to his seat, smoking a cigarette and pretending to be melancholy.I cried anxiously, it would be great if the boss was here at this time! "What are you doing! My friend is about to die!" I yelled. "What? Isn't your friend already beaten to death?" a policeman said in surprise.

"A little bit!" I cried. "Why didn't you say it earlier!" The group of policemen immediately rushed into the police car and ran towards the Confucius Temple in a big way. When we arrived at the scene, we didn't see any motorcycle racers. We only saw Wang Guo lying on the ground reciting Amitabha, and a wild dog licking Wang Guo's head. Oh my God!It's licking the kingdom's head! "Your skull!" I screamed, and the siren of the ambulance arrived. "Why did you kick me!" Wang Guo pointed to a piece of baseball skin next to the bicycle wheel, and I quickly picked it up and kicked the wild dog away.

If I'd been a little late, that wild dog would have eaten the kingdom's brains, I can't imagine. "Will I die?" Wang Guo was carried into the ambulance weakly. "Tell me yourself, how much tuition do you still owe the boss?" I said realistically. Wang Guo closed his eyes thoughtfully. The next day, Wang Guo's mother held a press conference with a member of the Black Gold Council. Press conferences were not very popular at that time. "Is this the law and order of society?" Wang Guo's mother angrily put the skull on the table and shouted into the microphone.

The police said that nine out of ten youths of the era who held maces were dancers nearby. I, who was sitting at the press conference, couldn't agree more with this point. Is it true that the person who cuts people with a watermelon knife is selling watermelons? Is the person who stabbed someone with a fruit knife selling fruit? Can't it be "my favorite weapon is a mace" to bombard people with a mace? Wang Guo's mother yelled angrily: "What are you policemen doing? Why did my son get his skull chopped off by the boozouzoku when he was walking in good order!"

The police chief looks a lot like Haobo Village back then, looking at the manuscript in his hand and swearing the police's determination to improve law and order, while Wang Guo's mother kept shaking her skull in protest.I was shocked to see it. Wang Guo is still lying in the hospital with gauze covering his head, waiting for his mother to take the skull back to the hospital and sew it up.But now the skull is flying in Mother Wang's hands. I have to say this, Wang Guo's mother is actually not normal, if she were my mother, I'm afraid I would commit kinicide. When I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, I went to Wang Guo’s house to play. When Wang Guo was concentrating on reading comics, I sneaked into Wang Guo’s parents’ room to play with a bra. As soon as I entered the room, I smelled a pungent smell of medicine , I didn't take it seriously at first, but when I opened a pile of bras, I suddenly found a palm-sized baby floating in a glass jar, fuck!What the hell is that!

Of course I screamed the shit out of fear, and then Kingdom rushed over to me and saw the baby corpse with its eyes closed in formalin and knew right away what was going on. "That's my sister, who died prematurely." Wang Guo pointed to the charm on the baby's stomach, and said, "My mother thinks it's better for her." Better shit.I vomited all the time, and after returning home, I had a series of bad dreams about "baby corpse attack". Since then, I dare not steal the lunch box that Wang Guo's mother made for him, God knows what was added in it.

I glanced at Wang Guo's mother.Wang Guo's mother is very scary. She can tell the doctor to wait until the operation, and then hold Wang Guo's skull and cry at the press conference about his son's tragic fate. "Do you think that you can explain the past to the public?" Wang Guo's mother smashed her skull on the table angrily. My God, what I was most worried about happened! The skull was broken. All the reporters were stunned, and then looked at each other. "This..." the chief of police faltered.I'm literally paralyzed. That press conference was not broadcast live, SNG was rare in the 1980s, so Mama Wang closed her eyes, and then rushed to every camera like a devil, trying to pull out every video tape.

"What are you doing! You..." The reporter frantically stopped Wang Guo's mother from smoking out the evidence, but Wang Guo's mother took out the white powder from her bosom and sprinkled it on the reporters. Several reporters immediately shouted that their eyes hurt. The white powder was the ashes of Wang Guo's mother's grandparents. According to Wang Guo, his mother added a little to every meal, which was said to make their lives better. And now that the meeting room is full of ashes, I feel relieved for the two elderly people. At least they don't have to be eaten and then flushed down the toilet. "Crazy woman! Bring back the tape!" The reporter closed his eyes and shouted in pain, but the tape had already been pulled out by Wang Guo's mother, and it was rolled up in a mess. Later, I accompanied Wang Guo's mother to the hospital to visit Wang Guo who was waiting for the skull. Of course, I kept a distance of at least three steps from Wang Guo's mother to avoid falling into her magic spell. The door of the ward opened, and Wang Guo, who was lying on the bed, said with relief, "Mom, you are finally back." Wang Guo's mother nodded, put the chicken soup on the table, and said, "Drink it while it's hot." Wang Guo ignored the chicken soup and quickly asked, "Where's my skull?" Wang Guo's mother looked innocent and puzzled: "What skull?" Wang Guo was anxious, pointed to his head and said, "This is the skull!" Wang Guo's mother just tilted her head, as if she didn't understand what Wang Guo was talking about. Wang Guo was taken aback for a moment, then looked at me, I turned my head away, and studied the health tips posted on the pillars of the hospital.Forgive me, I don't want to mess with your mother at all. "Gao Sai! Where's my skull?" Wang Guo almost cried. Wang Guo's mother sighed, picked up the small ceramic saucer that covered the chicken soup, and gently covered Wang Guo's head, as if measuring the size. The moment Wang Guo was about to scream, Wang Guo's mother turned to look at me and said, "Is it just right?" I could only nod my head and say, "Porcelain ones are stronger." Kingdom passed out. After half an hour, the doctor refused the bad operation of "sewing the plate on the top of the head". Instead, he put together small pieces of the skull fragments. After a few hours of hard work, Wang Guo's head was finally mended. Wang Guo lay in bed for a month, and the police did not catch any bird eggs during this month. After being discharged from the hospital, Wang Guo still had occasional headaches (was it because of the bacteria on the wild dog’s tongue?), and sometimes felt windy. Into the brain, cool. That's why I say Kingdom has a cold in the head.The Kingdom, which used to score more than 50 points in various exams, has plummeted to only score 30 points in intelligence, and bid farewell to the dream of passing forever. The most angry about this matter is the boss, Ha Bang, because the thousands of tutoring fees he invested in Wang Guo were wasted.This part will be discussed in detail later, it is the career that Ha Bang has been working on all his life. "Damn! What does that person look like?" Ha Bang grabbed Wang Guo and me by the collar and asked. So Wang Guo and I poured out everything in our memories to Ha Bang, Ha Bang nodded, and then we turned around and left. "Will the boss avenge me?" Wang Guo looked at Ha Bang's back. "The other party is a gang of bad guys." I said. "Bad guy?" Wang Guo was a little confused: "Why do I think the boss is worse?" Yes, although Ha Bang is always alone, but I believe that Ha Bang is not afraid of those gangsters who suck glue.Because harp sucks. That night, Ha Bang got a gun. "My God! Where did it come from!" I exclaimed. "It's a police gun." Ha Bang said grimly.I really don't want to ask the source of the police gun, so as not to be silenced. On many levels, Ha Bang is far scarier than the Kingdom of God. For three nights in a row, the three of us sat in the dark of the Confucius Temple and ate ice, waiting for the gangsters to appear. On the third night, we finally heard the sound of noisy engines. About eleven or twelve locomotives were hoisting in front of the Confucius Temple. Lone wheel, shouting, showing off the golden watermelon knife in his hand. Kingdom was quick to recognize the bastard who had knocked his head out like a baseball, his backpack was bulging and the goddamn mace was supposed to still be inside.Just when Wang Guo wanted to stretch out his fingers to recognize him, Ha Bang stood up and said, "It doesn't matter." Ha Bang walked into the group of locomotives, pulled the safety of the pistol without even thinking about it, and fired a shot at the nearest good young man who was racing, and the young man who was trying to move forward with only the front wheel fell off the car, bleeding Make a mark on the ground.Then, Ha Bang didn't move his feet at all, and just shot at the car formation around him. There was no gap between the guns and the guns. The group of racing youths had no time to escape, and they all lay flat within ten seconds. Fortunately, Ha Bang's marksmanship was not sharp enough at that time, and each shot missed the vital point, but it was enough for them to study the secret of being disabled but not disabled in the second half of their lives. Ha Bang followed Wang Guo's sluggish eyes, walked to the young man of the era who was carrying a mace, pulled the zipper of his backpack, and pulled out a mace. "Hold out your hand." Ha Bang said coldly. Of course, young people in that era did not dare to stretch out their hands. Although he was shot in the abdomen, he was still conscious.At least I'm more awake than when I was sucking glue. Ha Bang nodded, raised his mace and swung it hard at the face of his companion beside him. With a bang, his companion's face was beaten into a honeycomb, and he rolled on the ground in pain. "Stretch out your hand." Ha Bang looked at the youth of the era indifferently. The young man of the era cried, shook his head violently, knelt on the ground reluctantly and kowtowed. Ha Bang nodded, like playing golf, he swung his club towards the chin of a female motorcycle racer, several teeth spewed out of the female motorcycle racer's mouth, and even the scream was avoided. "Hold out your hand." Ha Bang's voice became serious. The youth of the era cried and stretched out his hand, like a wronged child who is afraid of being slapped on the palm. "Damn!" The mace in Ha Bang's hand fell, and I vaguely saw something like a finger falling to the ground and wriggling.The young people of that era screamed and jumped on the ground like springs, not knowing what they were celebrating. Ha Bang dropped the mace and walked towards us with satisfaction.The police gun in his hand was still smoking. That's the stick. my boss.