第九章 铁子加盟

谢辰把那块凉饼嚼得嘎吱作响，吃完抹抹嘴，心里那股邪火反而烧得更旺了。旁边人偷偷瞄着他，脸上那表情活像看个疯子。这小子，被打成这样还吃饼？真是没见过。

“大哥，要不…咱们换个地方待着？”旁边的小弟小心翼翼地劝道，声音小得像蚊子哼哼。

谢辰眼皮都没抬，直接摆手：“滚蛋，欺负到头上来了，还换个地方？”

小弟咬了咬嘴唇，没再说话。谢辰这一路被打，动静不小，周围盯着的人不少。他们都是些看热闹的，谁要是敢出头，那就是嫌命长。

谢辰舔了舔嘴唇，手里攥着那几张皱巴巴的纸钱。那是对面开的饼铺，他试过一家家吃，就这家的肉馅还勉强能入口。可惜，老板娘不识字，把他当成了 مجرم，闹了这么一出。

“哼，等着吧。”谢辰低声嘀咕，心里盘算着怎么把这事儿闹大。

Returning to their usual hangout spot, the group sat down at the usual table. The night air was cool, and the distant city lights flickered. Most of them had gone back to their daily routines, but some still lingered, sipping cheap drinks.

The group had been together for a while, and there was a sense of camaraderie among them. They were all outcasts, people who didn't fit in anywhere else. But here, they found a temporary home.

As the night wore on, the conversation became more animated. Someone mentioned a new trouble they had gotten into, and the group immediately gathered around, listening intently.