Zhong Xiaosheng looked coldly at Zhang Bo, who had bullied him many times.
"Is it too late to regret it now?"
What good is Zhang Bo's regret to Zhong Xiaosheng?
The humiliations he endured can never be healed.
After all, it was Xiaoxi who helped him, so Zhong Xiaosheng found it hard to make a decision and he would wait and see what Xiaoxi's decision would be.
Xiaoxi said that sending Zhang Bo and the others to the police station was just to scare them.
If we really send it to the police station, that would be quite troublesome, and we can't trouble Captain Zhao every time.
Moreover, she was also present at the scene, so her original intention was not to send Zhang Bo to the police station.
"You don't want to go to the police station, but how much money did you steal from my friend? Hand it all over!"
As long as we don't go to the police station, everything is negotiable.
Zhang Bo couldn't remember how much money he robbed Zhong Xiaosheng. That poor guy Zhong Xiaosheng always only had 5 or 10 yuan on him, but he robbed him too many times.
Zhang Bo happens to have the 500 yuan he stole from his grandfather's house yesterday.
Zhang Bo still wanted to keep the 500 yuan.
But when he heard Xiaoxi say, "Hand over everything, however much you have," he panicked.
He kept the 500 yuan in two places: 300 yuan in his back pocket and 200 yuan in his shirt pocket.
Zhang Bo took out 200 yuan from his shirt pocket, feeling so heartbroken his teeth ached.
The other four students, with long faces, took out coins of 50, 30, 60, and 100.
These four people were honest and they really emptied their pockets completely.
Zhang Bo thought he could keep the 300 yuan in his pocket, but Xiao Xi glared at him.
"You're not being honest. Now that I can't see any injuries on your body, do you want me to give you some more?"
The feeling of being beaten was too unpleasant for Zhang Bo to relive. After hesitating for a long time, he finally took out 300 yuan from his pocket.
They raised a total of 800 yuan and returned it to Zhong Xiaosheng.
Zhong Xiaosheng felt relieved after receiving the money.
Zhang Bo thought that once he handed over the money, the two thugs would release them.
Unexpectedly, the little girl said, "My brother Zhong's debts have been settled, so let's settle our debts too."
You ruined my brother's potato pancakes, how are you going to settle this score? My brother is a national-level chef!
Xiao Xi's deep gaze fixed on Zhang Bo, making him feel as if all his life force was being drained away, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
"I have no money left, how can I stay with you?"
"That's easy, just write an IOU for 10,000 yuan."
"What? Why don't you just rob it?"
"I'm grabbing it, who told you to step on my brother's potato pancake?"
Xiao Xi snapped her fingers, and Zhang Bo's hand moved uncontrollably. He took out paper and pen from his bag and wrote down an IOU for 10,000 yuan.
Finally, he bit his finger and made a handprint on it.
Strangely, Zhang Bo couldn't even break a cold sweat anymore; he just felt ice-cold all over.
"I'll come back to collect it in three days! You'd better have it all ready for me, or you'll cause some trouble later. Why didn't you consider the consequences when you did it?"
Finally, Zhang Bo dragged his heavy steps home.
His parents still didn't come home; they were probably playing mahjong.
Zhang Bo searched high and low but couldn't find any money. His parents always carried their money with them, and the family didn't have any savings.
He thought about going out to steal, but who carries cash around these days?
Another day passed, and Zhang Bo had no choice but to tell his parents the truth.
In the end, he was beaten until his skin was torn and bleeding.
His parents had exceptionally good luck today, each winning 5,000 yuan.
I didn't want to give Zhang Bo any money in the first place, because Zhang Bo described the little girl as too terrible.
His parents, after pressing him for details, discovered that he had bullied his classmate Zhong Xiaosheng.
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