I was stunned for a moment when I heard Brick's bold words. But Brick had already laid down, waved his hand at me and said, "Goodbye, goodbye." Then he closed his eyes and began to snore in an instant. I turned around quietly, left the room and closed the door. Standing in the corridor, I looked around in a daze. Brick's words just now aroused my lofty ambitions.
I had originally planned to retire after finishing my work with the two big guys at the vocational college, but now I couldn't help but have a vision that made my blood boil: Red Stick Brick, Straw Sandals Ye Zhan, and White Paper Fan Wang Hao, will there be a chance to get together again in this life? Did the battle at Beiqi really make us go our separate ways from now on?
I shook my head, thought of Xia Xue who was still waiting for me in Xinxiang City, and quickly threw those unrealistic thoughts out of my mind.
In a classroom of Beiyuan No.7 Middle School, a handsome young man was leaning over the table, writing and drawing on a piece of paper. He was the overlord of Beiyuan No.7 Middle School, the leader of the seven dragons and six phoenixes - Ye Zhan. Ye Zhan wrote seriously, and two names appeared on the white paper, one was Qiu Feng, and the other was Nie Yuanlong. Under Qiu Feng's name, Ye Zhan wrote Fu Jiaming and Qin Bo; under Nie Yuanlong's name, Ye Zhan wrote Wang Lei and Zhao Peng. After writing, Ye Zhan carefully looked at the six names on the paper.
After looking at it for a while, he said to himself, "The layout is complete. At this rate, Mouse will be done in less than a month, right?" After coming to this conclusion, he took a long breath, his expression relaxed, and he showed a long-lost bright smile: "It seems that we can go back to Chenggao together soon."
After an autumn rain, the temperature dropped sharply again. After resting for a few days at Yuan Xiaoyi's place, Xiaoxue returned to class. Without Jia Tai's torture, she changed into a youthful and beautiful outfit, without makeup, clean and tidy. When someone asked about Jia Tai's whereabouts, she proudly said that he went to a drug rehabilitation center. I communicated with Fu Jiaming and "redeemed" Xiaoxue from him. Therefore, Xiaoxue was able to live a carefree life, and the "perfect Jia Tai" will always live in her memory.
Wen Xin, Chen Siying, and Han Yunuo also returned after staying in the hospital for a few days. Girls' bodies are more fragile after all, so Wen Xin still has a bandage on her head. If it were us, we would have taken it off eight hundred years ago. Wen Xin did not shy away from her wounds. She pointed at her head and boasted in class, saying how she had smashed the heads of several little hooligans with beer bottles, and how she had fought Mei Xiaoliang and his dozen brothers with a machete. I found that Wen Xin had been with us boys for a long time and had learned to brag. But none of this mattered. The key point was that the girls who listened to her nonsense looked at her with admiration, as if they had already regarded her as the big sister of our class. She was surrounded by people coming in and out, and many vulnerable girls also hoped to get her care, so the snowball effect became bigger and bigger, and she even formed a female army in our grade.
Within a few days, Wen Xin's fame gradually grew, and she became a female boss with a place in the vocational college. Although there was more teasing, no one dared to mess with her easily. It was scary when so many girls were arrogant. Nan Nan had been away from the campus for a long time, and a new hot pepper came out, so naturally everyone paid full attention. Wen Xin was naturally very happy. She had said a long time ago that she admired Nan Nan the most, and now it was a tribute to her idol. So, Wen Xin was a blessing in disguise because of that incident.
On this day, I sat in the classroom to study as usual. I have read one-third of the notebook that Xia Xue gave me. The four-person card game I used to play can no longer be sustained. Since Wen Xin has her own "soldiers", she has spent more time with her sisters. Just as I was concentrating, a person suddenly walked to the table. I looked up and saw that it was the second eldest brother. "Hey." I smiled at him: "Sit down quickly." The second eldest brother sat down, leaned his head over and said: "Brother Hao, what are you looking at?" I closed the notebook and said: "Nothing, are you okay?" The second eldest brother nodded and whispered: "Brother Hao, Xiao Xuanfeng has been discharged from the hospital and returned to the vocational college!"
My eyes widened. Thinking of the little whirlwind who betrayed me, I naturally became angry again. That guy, after being beaten by me last time, actually dared to come back. He really didn't take me seriously. So I stood up immediately.
"Take him to the toilet." My voice was so low but cold that the whole classroom fell silent.
"Yes." The second eldest nodded and left.
The toilet at the end of the corridor exuded a pungent stench. Little Tornado was forced into a corner and looked at me with horror.
"Brother Hao..." As soon as he opened his mouth, I slapped him. "Brother Hao..." He called out again, and I slapped him again. There was pity and fear in his voice. He called out Brother Hao more than ten times, and I slapped him more than ten times. Both his cheeks were swollen, and blood came out of his nose and mouth. He held on to the windowsill, gasping for breath, and his eyes were still full of fear and begging. Behind me, stood eleven bosses from the second grade, all looking at him with cold faces. "Have I treated you badly?" My cheeks trembled. The feeling of being betrayed was really uncomfortable.
Even a soft-hearted person like me couldn't suppress the anger in my heart, so maybe I can understand what Nie Yuanlong did to Xiong Fei that night. Little Tornado lowered his head and said with a tearful voice: "No, Brother Hao is very good to me."
"Why do you do this?" I grabbed his shoulders with both hands and kneed him hard in the abdomen. Little Tornado showed a painful expression, his body bent like a shrimp, and then slowly fell down. "Tell me, why!" I kicked him again, hitting his ribs. Little Tornado was so painful that he couldn't speak, and a little tear squeezed out of his eyes.
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