I slapped my thigh and thought to myself, "Li Wenchao, Li Wenchao, for the sake of your beautiful sister, I will help you today."
Then he rushed forward waving a machete.
Li Wenchao saw me rushing over and thought I was going to take advantage of my misfortune and join the gang in beating him up. He even laughed and said, "Okay, come on, chop me to death if you can!"
Not only him, but the four or five people who besieged him also thought I was here to help them, because they saw me fighting with Li Wenchao when they came in earlier.
The young man in the head chopped it with a knife.
It was my first time using a machete, and I didn’t know how much force I should use, so I only used 50% of my strength to be on the safe side. But I still heard a “sizzle” sound, and the knife had already cut through his clothes and his skin.
Meat.
"Grass!"
The boy covered his chest and quickly stepped back. The other boys who were besieging Li Wenchao were also stunned. I think 50% of his strength is enough, and he cut the arm of a boy next to him with another knife.
"Damn it, why are you helping me?"!
Li Wenchao looked at me angrily and said, "I won't appreciate your kindness!"
I said nothing, too lazy to talk to him, and started fighting with the rest of the people. Li Wenchao wanted to say something else, but the two people next to him pestered him again, so he could only fight them hurriedly.
The five teenagers had only a slight advantage to begin with, and now with my disruption, they are completely defeated.
The leading young man shouted, "Go!"
Four or five people hurried out, and Li Wenchao chased after them: "Don't run, or you'll fight with grandpa again!"
But he had several stab wounds on his body. He squatted down in pain after running two steps, and then panted. Looking at his appearance, I really wanted to say that he deserved it. No wonder the beautiful sister told me
, his brother was covered with scars all day long.
With this kind of behavior, he still chased after four or five people. It's a miracle that he is still alive and not being hacked to death, okay?
Now that the fight was over, the students in the class went about their business.
Wen Xin ran over and asked me with her big eyes fluttering, "Brother Wang Hao, why are you helping him?"
Li Xiaojie and Yang Xiaotao also came over and asked the same question: "Yes, Brother Hao, why do you want to help Li Wenchao? He, he is Liu Xiangrong's man, and Liu Xiangrong is Nie Yuanlong's man."
The implication is that if I want to be with Yu Chengfei, I shouldn't help Nie Yuanlong's people. I can't explain so much to them, so I just said casually: "We are all in the same class.
, how can I watch my classmates being bullied by those from other classes? "
When this was said, several people stared at each other in surprise. I was even more surprised: "Why, you don't care about this here? Aren't we all united in the same class?"
Li Xiaojie said: "The power distribution in the vocational college is very chaotic. Apart from the three top bosses, the other forces are independent. They only say who follows which boss, but never who follows whom.
Which class is So-and-so in?
I breathed a sigh of relief. No wonder everyone in the class just watched when Li Wenchao was beaten. "Actually, this is not a good thing."
I said, "It's fate that we were assigned to the same class. We spend a lot of time together, seeing each other every day. Don't we have feelings for each other after being together for a long time? How can we look at our classmates and
Being bullied."
When I was in Chenggao and Beiqi High School, everyone paid great attention to the friendship within the class.
Even if there are different factions in the class, they will still help each other if it does not involve principles. After I said this, the three of them still stared at each other, obviously still unable to understand me.
What do you mean by "the feelings of a class"?
I felt a little embarrassed and asked again: "What about your dormitory? Are you united in the dormitory?"
The three of them still shook their heads. Li Xiaojie said, "Unless everyone in a dormitory belongs to the same faction, they will still fight endlessly every day."
In my opinion, "the friendship of a dormitory" is more precious than "the friendship of a class", and these things do not seem to exist at all in vocational colleges.
In a school with little to no culture, there is a clear division of power, with a feeling of either black or white, either enemy or friend.
When I thought of this, I shook my head helplessly. "Brother Hao, what you said doesn't exist in the vocational college at all."
Li Xiaojie pointed at the students burning books at the back of the classroom and said, "Those are the men of the One-Eyed Dragon."
Pointing at the students kissing in the corner, he said, "Those are Big Boss's men."
Pointing to the students playing cards near the window, he said, "Those are Little Tornado's men."
He kept pointing here and there, mentioning seven or eight different forces.
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