Delinquent: Reckless Youth

Delinquent youth, hot-blooded and wild!

Wang Hao, who was bullied and ostracized by his classmates for three years in junior high, thought things would change when he came to Chengnan High Sc...

Chapter 688 Nailed to the Wall

Because of my professional habit, I was very wary of this long-haired guy, so I kept glancing at him out of the corner of my eye. Xiaosong introduced me while drinking water: "Changmao is definitely a bully on the construction site. He is from a nearby village and got into the construction team through connections, but he never has to work. He sits in the shed with an electric fan every day. He lives a better life than the contractor. Captain Qian is also very respectful to him."

"Hmm, hmm." I nodded. I already understood. This guy is a rogue. The contractor definitely can't control him.

I was drinking water when Brother Changmao came up from behind us, holding a steel bar. I didn't know what he was going to do, so I pretended to be calm. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind above my head. I didn't even look back, but blocked the falling steel bar with the rubber baton in my hand, and it bounced back. Brother Changmao said "Huh", but I had already turned around, holding the rubber baton, and chopped him hard in the face. Xiaosong said in astonishment: "Brother Changmao, what are you doing?" Brother Changmao took two steps back after being hit by me, and there was already a red mark on his face.

"Damn it, stop talking nonsense and join me in destroying this Wang Hao!" Brother Changmao stared at Xiaosong and said.

Xiaosong said hesitantly: "This, this..."

Brother Changmao snorted and stabbed at me with the steel bar. I didn't care about this level of fighting. I dodged the steel bar with a slight dodgment, and at the same time, I grabbed the steel bar with one hand and pulled it hard, causing Brother Changmao to stagger. I took the stick and hit Brother Changmao's head hard. Although the baton is made of rubber and can't cause any damage, it still hurts when hitting people. Brother Changmao quickly let go of the steel bar and covered his head with his hands. I snatched the steel bar, turned my head in an instant, pointed the sharp end at Brother Changmao, and stabbed it hard. The sharp end pierced Brother Changmao's arm, and Brother Changmao screamed loudly. But I didn't stop, but continued to stab forward. Brother Changmao's footsteps kept retreating with me until his back hit the wall.

With a "pop", the steel bar pierced through his arm and nailed it firmly to the wall.

"Ah...ah..." Brother Changmao continued to scream, but he could only maintain this posture against the wall.

I loosened the steel bar, sat back and continued to drink water as if nothing had happened. Xiaosong was stunned watching beside him, with his mouth wide open.

Brother Changmao tried to pull out the steel bar, but the severe pain made him afraid to use too much force. I finished drinking the water, walked to the corner of the shed, picked out three more steel bars that were also sharpened, and walked towards Brother Changmao. Brother Changmao's eyes became terrified, and he kept shouting: "No, no!"

I held three steel bars horizontally in my hands and said, "You have three chances to tell me why you want to assassinate me."

While talking, I pointed seven of the steel bars at his other intact arm. I really like playing this kind of number game, which puts a lot of pressure on the opponent through the counting. Also, in my impression, the gangsters are tough, and I can't get the information I want without using some special means on them.

I was ready to stab all three steel bars out.

“The first one,” I said.

"It's Captain Qian, Captain Qian!" Brother Changmao yelled at the top of his lungs, "He asked me to assassinate you and teach you a lesson!"

I looked at Brother Changmao in surprise. I didn't expect him to confess so quickly. How did this guy become a bully on the construction site? Captain Qian actually entrusted him with an important task? I suddenly felt the pleasure of "breaking into the novice village and killing the junior trumpets".

"Oh, it's Captain Qian." I said, "Please contact him and ask him to come over."

"I have a cell phone in my pocket." Brother Changmao said pitifully, "Brother Hao, can you take me to the hospital as soon as possible?"

I looked at the ground and saw that the blood had already formed a pool. I said, "That depends on how long it takes Captain Qian to get here."

"Okay, call him quickly."

I took out Brother Changmao's phone and opened the recent call log. Sure enough, I found Captain Qian's number. I dialed the number and put it next to Brother Changmao's ear. The call was connected quickly. Captain Qian's voice sounded a little ecstatic: "How about that kid?" Brother Changmao cursed: "I'll give you one minute, get over to me right now!"

I nodded, hung up the phone, and put the phone back into Changmao's pocket. I walked back slowly, poured another glass of water and continued to drink. Xiaosong was completely stunned, looked at me and said, "Brother Hao, you are my idol, you take me with you." I glanced at him and said, "I think you have a better future as a security guard." Xiaosong said unconvincedly, "Brother Hao, you look down on me too much. I have always felt that I should not be a security guard, at least I should be a gangster leader!"

"Really?" I picked up a steel bar from the ground, handed it to him and said, "Go, stab Brother Changmao's other arm."

"No, no!" Brother Changmao has already shouted.

I pointed with my hand, and Brother Changmao immediately shut his mouth. Xiaosong hesitated for a moment, but still took the steel bar from me. I looked at him carefully. If he really has this ability, it would be okay to recruit him into the Black Tiger Gang.

Xiaosong picked up the steel bar and walked towards Brother Changmao tremblingly.

I turned around, waiting to see what was going to happen next. Xiaosong walked up to Brother Changmao, who was shaking his head in pain, his eyes full of pleading. Xiaosong raised the steel bar and aimed it at Brother Changmao's arm, but he didn't stab it for a long time.

After more than a minute, Xiaosong's arms began to tremble, and the steel bar in his hand also shook.

Finally, he put the steel bar down, turned around and said, "Brother Hao, I can't do it."

"That's right." I said, "If everyone could do this, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

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