"I can't wait any longer." I shook my head and said, "Every day they hang around in front of me, my heart will not be at peace. Especially Su Xiaobai, I am willing to take all risks to deal with him, even if it means we both perish together."

"I'll be with you." Ye Zhan said, "No matter what you do, I'll be with you."

What the slap king said was right. Ever since the melee, he had indeed lost face in Beiqihe Vocational College. The next day, Yu Chengfei called and said excitedly: "I heard about your deeds! Not bad, not bad, you look like a boss now!"

I laughed and said, "I can't do without your influence and cultivation."

"You have to walk your own path, it has nothing to do with others." Yu Chengfei said: "It's really good. It only took three months, and you are more legendary than me. It's really the case that the waves behind push the waves ahead. Now your name has spread to Beiqi and the Vocational College. Many people have asked me about you. It is said that the Seven Dragons and Six Phoenixes of Beiqi are also interested in you."

"What's your interest in me?" I said casually, "Six phoenixes are acceptable, but seven dragons are not."

"Haha, I'm just afraid that you are not lucky enough to enjoy those six phoenixes. Each of them is more difficult to deal with than your sister-in-law..."

Suddenly, Nan Nan's angry voice came from the phone: "Who do you say is difficult? And, I am Wang Hao's sister, not his sister-in-law!" Then Yu Chengfei's "Ouch, ouch" sound came, and I don't know where Nan Nan pinched him again. After waiting for a long time, the phone finally came back with a voice, Nan Nan said: "Haozi, your brother Yu fell asleep..."

As for the popularity of Beiqi and Vocational College, Yu Chengfei told me, so I didn't really believe it. He probably was teasing me. But it was true that I became popular in Chenggao. Lao Gou was forced by me and Zhuantou to not dare to come to school. At least no one said I was not as good as Lao Gou. Some second-year high school idiots also joined me. Of course, I would never accept Maizi's former subordinates. Our team was gradually expanding, and I didn't have time to check who was loyal and who was not, and whether there were any deliberate sneakers who came in as traitors.

For me, the people I trust the most are the Four Heavenly Kings and Ye Zhan, who are brothers who can share life and death with me; then there are Hu Jianmin and his gang, who are brothers who can be confidants; as for the gang of high school students, time will tell. I have a clear distinction in my heart. Not being able to trust others easily is my shortcoming, but also my advantage.

Walking on campus, sitting in the cafeteria, more and more people call me "Brother Hao", some of whom I know and some of whom I don't. Ye Zhan said that now we can easily call more than a hundred people, and I was indifferent to this news. Instead, I was thinking in my heart that maybe some people will stand on the opposite side of me and follow others to humiliate and bully me.

Too pessimistic. The three years of junior high school life left a deep mark in my heart, and I will never take it lightly at any time. I always look at the people around me with suspicion, imagining whether they will bully me one day. This insecurity may accompany me and affect me for the rest of my life. But now I will hide it very deeply. After all, I am the boss of a place. No matter whether I pretend to be cool or deliberately, or the aura I exude naturally, as long as I appear in public, strangers will immediately retreat.

The more people respectfully called me Brother Hao, the more insecure I felt. My face became more and more serious, and it was hard for me to smile. Even Gong Ning said that I was "not so approachable". Only when I was in front of Ye Zhan could I completely relax and open my heart to him and chat. Even so, the big stone in my heart could not be put down.

On the third night, I was lying on the bed with nothing to do. Everyone else in the dormitory was doing their own things. Suddenly, the door opened and the dormitory suddenly became quiet. I continued to look at the ceiling, not interested in seeing who came. It was not until that person stood by my bed and called out, "Wang Hao," that I turned over and sat up, looking at the person in front of me.

It was Zou Yang. Did he want to challenge me to a duel?

"Calling him Brother Hao, you are disrespectful." Someone in the dormitory said in a sarcastic tone, and it seemed that he was the one who shouted "Beat him, beat him to death" when Zou Yang and Li Jie blocked me in the dormitory. Why are people always so unreasonable?

"Hao...Brother." Zou Yang called out as if he had mustered up a lot of courage.

"That's not sincere." Someone in the dormitory started to make a noise: "Brother Hao is so awesome now, is it so difficult for you to call him 'Brother Hao'?"

Zou Yang looked even more embarrassed, not knowing whether to stand or sit. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to me.

I didn't answer. The others in the dormitory started to make more noises: "Now you know to ask Brother Hao for help? What were you doing earlier..."

Zou Yang looked at me with a pitiful look in his eyes. I knew he must have encountered a difficult problem, otherwise he would never come to me. This poor second-generation official, his parents are officials far away in Dongguan Town, and they are not high-ranking officials, so they can't interfere in the capital. Zou Yang has to rely on himself for everything here. When school started, he used money to open the way, bribed most of the people in the class, and took advantage of Li Jie as a backer. He could have been smooth sailing and proud, and could have spent three years in a carefree manner, but in the end, everything was ruined by me.

"Stop talking." I said softly, and the dormitory immediately became quiet. I was more useful than the dormitory manager.

I still didn't take Zou Yang's cigarette, but asked, "What do you want?"

I admit that I softened my heart at this moment. Zou Yang looked around anxiously, as if he was taking care of other people.

I was not soft-hearted enough to consider Zou Yang's face, so I pretended to be impatient and said, "Are you going to tell me or not? If not, get out of here."

"It's Hong Li!" Zou Yang was like a deflated ball: "He is still asking me for money, asking, asking..."

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