But he didn't expect that his money would leak out of his trouser pocket and be seen by them.
"Hey! One hundred?" Murong Ke reached out and took out the money.
"Give it to me!" Fang Yunhe was a little anxious.
Murong Ke's eyes turned cold and he kicked him hard. Fang Yunhe fell to the ground holding his stomach.
He is not short of money, but he just wants to humiliate this weakling.
They took the money and left noisily. Fang Yunhe held her belly and cried uncontrollably.
Then he saw the door of the cubicle opened and his father was squatting inside, playing with his mobile phone with a leisurely look on his face.
"Dad..." In an instant, a feeling of grievance surged in my heart.
"How dare you call me? I hit you so many times and you just took it?" Fang Zhiyi didn't even look at him.
“There are so many of them…”
"If there are more people, just hold them down and beat them up."
"Besides, Murong Ke knows a lot of hooligans outside of school..." Fang Yunhe simply told everything after his father saw the truth. "I don't want to study anymore."
"If you're not studying, what are you doing? Huh?" Fang Zhiyi stood up, looked at him with complicated eyes, and reached out to pull him up. "Your brother is an idiot, and you're a wimp. This Fang family is finished."
Fang Yunhe lowered his head in shame.
He didn't think about why his father was at school, nor did he consider why his father didn't come to help him when he was beaten.
"Next time someone hits you, if you don't fight back, forget calling me dad." Fang Zhiyi said as he washed his hands. "Violence can't solve problems, but it can protect you. I'll give you a task. Before the weekend, beat him up with your bare hands. If the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you."
Fang Yunhe was startled when he felt his father patting his shoulder before he died, and a trace of courage appeared in his heart.
"Were you wiping your hands on someone else's clothes?" Xiao Hei asked.
"By the way, by the way."
"Your way of education is really eye-opening."
"What should I do? I can't stay by his side 24 hours a day, right?" Fang Zhiyi said as a matter of course. "Besides, if you want to hit someone, you have to learn to be hit first."
No one knew how long Fang Yunhe had been mentally preparing himself, but finally on Friday afternoon, looking at his schoolbag soaked in sewage, he stood up for the first time and threw it hard at Murong Ke who was clapping and laughing.
Murong Ke was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward, and his brothers also rushed forward.
People are often like this. After the first action, the rest will come naturally.
Fang Yunhe remembered what his father said. No matter how many people beat him, he would hug Murong Ke tightly. If his hands were held down, he would bang his head against them. He wanted to vent all his grievances and unwillingness!
After hearing the news, the teacher came and separated them. Murong Ke, with a red face from being hit, said angrily: "Wait for me after school!"
After pulling himself out of the first fight, Fang Yunhe was trembling a little. His rationality returned to his brain. Oh no, he would definitely send someone to block him! What should he do?
Fang Zhiyi showed up after school. Fang Yunhe thought he was saved, but his father just gave him another hundred yuan and told him to put it in his bag.
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