"Brother Hao, thank you." Liu Xiangrong said with a little excitement: "You are much better than Brother Long!"

I smiled on the surface, but in my heart I was saying, "Hurry up and pull a few pawns, I'm more evil than your brother Long!" To deal with a bunch of conscienceless guys like you, I have to use the most evil means possible.

After agreeing to fight with Liu Xiangrong, I left his classroom. On the way back, I went over the whole thing in my mind again. When I thought of the part "Zhang Yunfei deliberately attacked Liu Xiangrong so that he asked me to fight together", I suddenly felt a chill on my back. Zhang Yunfei dared to do this, which can only prove one thing, that he is sure of winning! Killing both of us at the same time is definitely not possible with his strength, so he must have arranged other helpers... Who could it be? But no matter who it is, I'm afraid I can't let it go. After Liu Xiangrong was killed, I fell into the attack of two people, and it was 100% dangerous!

Thinking of this, I regretted agreeing to fight with Liu Xiangrong. I was digging a hole for myself.

What should I do? I lowered my head and thought hard, frowning, as if I had gotten myself into trouble again. On the way back, Li Wenchao stayed by my side. He kept touching his head, not knowing what I was worried about. When I got back to class, I still hadn't figured out a solution. It would definitely be inappropriate to tell Liu Xiangrong that I couldn't fight now. I thought hard for an afternoon, but still had no idea. I felt that this was too tricky. I dug a hole and buried myself in it. This white paper fan was really hard to deal with. I thought I was pretty smart, arranging this and that, but Zhang Yunfei made a random change and disrupted all my plans.

Damn, why is it so difficult to come up with a strategy? I know all the Thirty-Six Stratagems by heart, but now none of them can be used!

Lying in bed at night, I still had no idea what to do. Thinking that the battle would start tomorrow, I could only prepare for the worst, that is, to run away as soon as the fight started. It would be embarrassing to run away if I couldn't win, but it would be much better than being killed. Just as I was about to fall asleep, my cell phone rang. I picked it up and heard the voice of a man with a mustache: "Brother Hao, I'll wait for you at the bottom of the dormitory building."

I quickly put on my clothes and went downstairs. I wondered why the mustache guy wanted to see me so late at night. When I arrived at the dormitory building, I looked left and right but there was no one. I saw a cigarette butt flickering in the corner, as if calling me over. When I got closer, it was indeed the mustache guy. The mustache guy hid in the dark, stamped out the cigarette butt, and said, "It's safer this way. I'm afraid of being seen by others."

I smiled appreciatively and said, "What can I do for you?"

"Brother Hao, I just received an arrangement from Qiu Feng. I will go out with Zhang Yunfei tomorrow to kill you and Liu Xiangrong!"

My eyes widened, and joy rose in my heart: "It's you?! You are the one who arranged the battle?!"

"Yeah." The mustache guy didn't know why I was so happy, and said sadly, "Brother Hao, I don't want to fight with you. What should I do now? How about I help you kill Zhang Yunfei tomorrow?"

"No, don't!" I was overjoyed, and it made sense when I thought about it. The entire vocational college thought that the person who hated me the most was Little Moustache, and that he would kill me if he had the chance. It was based on this consideration that Qiu Feng arranged Little Moustache to go into battle.

But he doesn’t know that the guy with a mustache is actually mine!

Right now, I really want to laugh out loud. It really is true that there is always a way out and luck is still on my side.

"Brother Hao, you seem very happy." The man with the mustache was a little confused: "What's going on?"

"I don't have time to explain so much to you." I said: "When the fight starts tomorrow, we have to fight each other quickly. Of course, we can't really fight, just show our respect. But in order to make the performance more realistic, we can do this..."

Then we simulated fighting downstairs, pretending that he was holding a knife and I was holding a knife. How he cut me, how I should dodge; how I looked at him, how he should dodge. Every move was very clear, even though it looked very thrilling to outsiders, but we knew it was nothing at all, which was definitely much better than the "fake fight" of the four great generals and the four red sticks!

(Updated at 10 o'clock tonight~)

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Update tonight at 10 o'clock