After the first piece of glass broke, everyone behind me knew what to do. More than 700 people rushed to every corner of the North Seven Teaching Building like a flood. They picked up knives, guns, sticks and clubs and smashed the windows, doors and glass of every classroom. Angry roars came from all directions. I didn't know if they were from us or the North Seven people.
Facing this moment, everyone is angry!
After I smashed the first glass, people were already pouring in front and behind me. I jumped into the classroom from the window, ignoring the shocked faces of the students inside, and swung the steel pipe in my hand at the unlucky guy closest to me. Did he attack our hooligans before? It didn't matter anymore, I was now venting my anger on every boy in North 7. Our people kept pouring in from the windows and doors, and the girls in the classroom screamed.
Under my leadership, all the boys in the classroom suffered. Just like when we were attacked without any preparation in the morning, these people had no chance or ability to fight back. Although the students of North 7 often brought weapons with them, they were completely frightened by the influx of people and let the steel pipes and machetes hit them. Of course, no one touched the girls, but they still shrank into the corner like frightened sparrows.
There were also some smart boys who knew they were in trouble and tried to escape to the door, but they were chopped to the ground before they even reached the door. In just a moment, the classroom was in a mess. The tables, stools, lecture tables, and even the blackboard were smashed. The young people's energy, which had nowhere to vent, was converted into destructive power in actual actions. They rushed to every living and dead thing without mercy, enjoying the pleasure of destruction. It is no exaggeration to say that even the flower pots on the windowsill were killed. The crazy students had smashed almost everything that could be smashed.
Someone even stepped on the table and jumped hard, smashing the fluorescent lamp hanging from the ceiling. The fragments flew down and hit other people's heads and faces, but no one cared. Everyone's face was full of excitement. Faced with such a crazy attack, some students in the classroom even cried desperately, especially the girls who gathered in the corner. Although no one touched them, their screams and cries still shook our eardrums.
A boy in a vocational school uniform couldn't help it, and ran towards them waving a machete. Maybe he just wanted to scare them, but their screams got louder. "What are you doing?!" Yu Chengfei shouted, and the student didn't say anything. Yu Chengfei glanced at the classroom. There were almost no students who could stand up. He pulled me who was still punching and kicking a student. We walked out the door together. As soon as we left the classroom, a dozen students with steel pipes attacked us. I recognized these people. They were Yang Wei and his men. I said mercilessly: "Hit!" and then rushed up first.
Yang Wei cursed, "Wang Hao, you actually brought people from the city high school and vocational college to Beiqi, you are such a coward!" Then he swung the steel pipe violently, hitting my head with a thunderous force. I was about to raise the steel pipe to block, when someone rushed out from behind, Yuan Shao grabbed Yang Wei's hair and cut his belly with a knife.
"Stop talking nonsense to grandpa!" After chopping with the knife, Yuan Shao kicked out. Yang Wei lay on the ground holding his stomach. He looked at the blood on his hands and the cut on his belly. Suddenly, he howled in fear.
The two sides had already started fighting, but they were no match for each other. After a while, they were lying in the corridor in all directions, and each of them was bleeding. It was a one-sided fight. A student who had not been hurt yet saw this situation and showed extreme fear. He screamed and ran away. Zhang Beichen chased him two steps and cut the student's back with a knife. The student ran forward two more steps, blood oozing from his back, and fell straight to the ground.
Even though Ye Zhan's condition made me cruel and black-hearted now, my brain still buzzed when I saw this situation. Yu Chengfei patted my shoulder and said, "It's okay. Beichen's cut was shallow and no one will die, but the scar will definitely be left." I nodded and said, "Go find Hou Shengshuo!"
We walked along the corridor to the second grade. There were many people walking back and forth in the corridor. There were terrible screams in every classroom. The whole Beiyuan No. 7 Middle School had fallen into a hellish situation. In the chaos just now, we had been completely separated from Xiaochun, Zhuantou and the others. They should also be fighting in other classrooms.
When I walked past a window, the glass had already been smashed. I looked into the campus and saw that many people had spread the battlefield to the snow outside. Under the dim street lights, snowflakes were still floating endlessly. The two sides were fighting each other. From time to time, there were sounds of clashing swords, the sound of flesh being torn, the sound of injured screams, and the pools of blood in the snow were frightening.
Is this what I want?
Under the crazy attack of students from the City High School and the Vocational College, the students of North Seven finally responded. Regardless of whether they were hooligans or not, they quickly organized themselves to fight against us, the "mob" from outside. The battle spread from the teaching building to the campus. Along the way, students lying on the ground were seen everywhere, including students from the City High School and the Vocational College.
I couldn't bear to watch any more, and Yu Chengfei patted my shoulder again: "Since you have done it, don't regret it!"
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