Behind me, nearly two hundred people breathed coldly. Behind Yao Wei, everyone lowered their heads.
The momentum has completely overwhelmed the opponent.
"I'm willing to cooperate. I'm willing to cooperate." Yao Wei nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. He seemed to be an old hand. He knew that the harder he talked, the harder he would be beaten. The wind in the playground was getting colder, and the snow was getting denser.
"Very good." I praised Yao Wei, and then said, "Stand up straight, don't lie down." Then I held the iron rod horizontally.
Without any hesitation, he swung a stick towards Yao Wei's head. Killing the chicken to scare the monkey, began.
Yao Wei's body swayed, and then he fell straight down. "I told you not to lie down." I shook my head, and then walked in front of the bald man. "So, are you willing to cooperate?" I asked coldly.
The bald man still had a bandage on his head, and he nodded slightly with trembling. "You're so good," I said. As soon as I finished speaking, a stick was swung towards the bald man's head. The bald man also fell straight down, making a dull "thump". The scene was very quiet, and the dull sound was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. Every sound laid the foundation for our victory.
Then, I walked to Dabin again. This guy who had come to cause trouble when I first entered the dormitory was now shaking his legs, looking at me with fear, and said with his throat moving, "Don't... don't hit me."
I pretended not to hear and continued to ask, "Are you willing to cooperate?"
Dabin didn't answer, but his body swung more violently. "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent." I hit him with a stick without mercy, and Dabin fell straight down. After beating three people in a row, I still didn't have any sympathy. I am very satisfied with my current mental state. It is much better than the first time I beat Song An with the arm stick. At least my palms are not sweating, and there is no hesitation in my mind. These people never showed mercy when beating me, so I was even more ruthless when beating them. Treat the enemy as cold as winter, otherwise they will come back and get worse.
My heart is getting more and more cruel, and it is because of these people who force me to do so. If I am not cruel, they will think I am easy to bully.
After I attacked three people in a row, there was no reaction from the enemy camp. It seemed that they had completely given up fighting us.
"Huh?" I pretended to be surprised and said, "Why are you still holding your weapons? Do you still want to fight me?"
Someone in the crowd threw their weapons on the ground. Even their boss was scared, so there was no need for them to pretend to be strong. More and more weapons were thrown on the ground, making a clanging sound, announcing the complete failure of their operation.
I was very satisfied with the result, but the action of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys was not over yet. Three of the five class leaders had fallen, and the remaining two were looking at me timidly. If I was going to do it, I had to do it thoroughly, and I couldn't let people think I was soft-hearted. I walked up to a senior student and recognized him as the guy who stuffed Kung Pao Chicken into my neck in the cafeteria.
I looked at his trembling face and sighed deeply. "I am a man who will never let go of my grudges. What do you think we should do?"
"I...I was wrong." The senior wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Don't rush to say you're wrong." I said, "If you make a mistake, you have to pay the price. Otherwise, everyone would be willing to make a mistake. Come on, squat down." I pressed his shoulders, my tone was so gentle, and my movements were so soft. He squatted down obediently.
There wasn't much snow on the ground, and I spent half a day kneading a relatively large snowball. "Last time, my neck was greasy and I had to rinse it with cold water for a long time before it was clean. Your punishment is very light." Then I opened his clothes and stuffed the whole snowball into his underwear close to his skin. The senior shivered with cold and didn't have the courage to take out the snowball.
"It's not over yet." I continued, and then I started to roll the snowballs and stuff them into his underwear until his front and back were full. "It's not over yet." I continued, and then I started to stuff the snowballs into his crotch again.
Well, he's going to have an unforgettable winter.
Bad Youth
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