第一百二十二章揉碎在浮藻间(8/9)

                                                                                                                           “金胖子，别装啊！我可没下重手，你可别讹人。”“陈楚，我金奎不是那讹人的人。我起来还得被你打趴下么，还起来干啥？你牛逼，我服了。”陈楚哑然失笑。
                                                                                                                                                                呵呵的乐了几声。“糙，不带这么没意思的。”金奎爬了起来。
                                                                                                                                                                冲陈楚说：“服了就是服了，干不过就是干不过，有本事你和金星打一架！”“金星谁啊？”陈楚问。“就是红星台球厅的老板。”陈楚回忆了一下。
                                                                                                                                                                “你说的是红星台球厅？那个个头不高，头发挺长的，脸通红的那小子吧？”“行，陈楚，你敢说金哥的坏话，我告诉他去。”“麻痹的，金哥个屁！我服他谁啊？”“行啊，陈楚，你等着，晚上放学别走！”陈楚两眼微眯。心里冷哼一声，老疤都干了，还惧什么金星不金星的。
                                                                                                                                                                不禁又想起张老头儿那句至理名言，男人怕打架就不算男人。“行啊，我不走，你现在告诉他才好呢，我现在就跟他干！”“行，陈楚你有种，你等着！”金奎手指点了几下陈楚，转身往班级走了。
                                                                                                                                                                “糙，属狗的……”陈楚骂了一声。心想自己总不能背着宰牛刀上课了。
                                                                                                                                                                看了看学校大墙。眼睛动了动，跳了过去。
                                                                                                                                                                把刀埋在了后墙根。这才跳回来，进班级上课去了。
                                                                                                                                                                人不管是混，还是不混，不管做什么事，都是需要勇气的。没有豁出去的勇气，做什么都会一事无成。
                                                         

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