I nodded, still feeling a little sad or scared. What will happen after such a big battle? I can't imagine it at all. Yu Chengfei was holding a machete with traces of blood on it, and he said again: "Think about Ye Zhan!"
I was shocked again. Yes, think about Ye Zhan! He is still in the emergency room of the hospital, and the culprit is these bastards from Beiqi. Since I started this bloody battle, it is not my turn to be fussy and soft-hearted now!
I picked up the steel pipe, and the anger in my body surged again. I wished I could tear Hou Shengshuo into pieces right now!
The classroom could no longer hold the battle between the two sides. Most of the students had already poured into the campus, fighting each other in the wind and snow. Every time I walked past a window, I couldn't help but look down. Suddenly, I saw a figure dodging and moving in the crowd, occasionally hitting other people's heads with bricks in his hand. Every time he broke a brick, he took out another one from his cloth bag, and acted decisively and without any hesitation. I remembered that he had also cried for Ye Zhan. Sure enough, they had established a deep relationship in their daily interactions. This hero who had always been a loner also had moments of anger for righteousness!
As they walked along, they smashed everything they could, from the windows in the corridor to the blackboards, desks, chairs, and lights in the classrooms. Everything was in a mess, like a swarm of locusts. In every classroom, there were a group of girls crying in the corners, and there were always a number of boys lying on the ground, ranging from four or five to more than a dozen. Among them were students from North No. 7 High School, as well as students from City High School and Vocational College.
I walked side by side with Yu Chengfei and others. Perhaps they felt the strong hostility in our group, so almost no students dared to provoke us. Some students from North 7 who were running in the corridor turned around and ran away immediately when they saw us, or stood by the wall and dared not move. But their cowardice did not bring peace. As long as we walked past, there were always screams behind us.
I didn't look back to see who had chopped it off, for I was afraid I wouldn't be able to bear it. But I also knew that since I had done it, I had to go all the way.
In the entire North 7, the students related to me were expelled from the school in the morning, so the only ones who can stay in the school now are the hooligans who obeyed Hou Shengshuo's orders. Even those students who don't help either side have taken up weapons and are fighting with the "foreign mobs". To them, I am not a student of North 7 at all, and I have never been one. When they call me, they always call me "Wang Hao from Cheng Gao". So facing them, I should not have a trace of pity!
When I passed by a classroom, I heard a loud noise, which seemed to be the sound of a desk being pushed over, mixed with the cries of several girls, and a sharp voice rang out: "Protect our home of Beiqi, kill these students from Chenggao!" I knew something was wrong when I heard it, and rushed in to see that more than a dozen Beiqi boys were pressing towards a corner, and there were four or five students from Chenggao in the corner. Liu Zihong was holding a broken stick in his hand and was trembling as he confronted these people. He was not with Gong Ning and the others, and he was probably separated in the chaos.
The classroom was in chaos, and those people didn't notice that we had come in. Liu Zihong and the others were surrounded, and didn't see that I had come in. One of the students from North 7 cursed, "How dare a coward like you come to our North 7?!"
Liu Zihong's head was covered in sweat, but he still used the half-broken stick in his hand to block in front of him, and said tremblingly: "If you dare to offend Brother Hao, we will fight you to the death!"
The students of Beiqi laughed loudly. "Hahaha, your brother Hao is just a rat in our school!" "I can't make it in Beiqi, so I can only call on you cannon fodder!" "A few hundred people want to come to Beiqi to make trouble? We have thousands of people!"
"I'm going to fight you!" Liu Zihong swung the wooden stick in his hand and hit the one who laughed the most fiercely.
The person playing the zither said:
Fortunately, fortunately, I was only ten minutes late. Amitabha, please don't scold me too harshly.
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