Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Just about to stand up, Xiaoyu pushed me down and whispered in my ear: "Listen to what they say first."

I nodded, and sat down again weakly, my throat wriggled again, and I tried to bear it.

I couldn't open my eyes anymore, so I had to close them, and felt that my head was heavy, so I had to support it with both hands, and listened carefully to what they were talking about.

I only heard the person with a very familiar voice say: "How is your side?" It seems to be speaking to one of them.

Sure enough, a person with a sharp voice said: "These days, I have been working all night, and I have sawed off three iron fences on the edge of the playground of the old middle school. It can be sold for 200 yuan."

There are two middle schools in County X, which are located on the east and west sides of County X.The east school has just been built for a few years, and all the students are studying there.And the middle school in the west has been established for more than 20 years, and my dad graduated there. After years of wind and rain, it has already been cracked and precarious, and it has been classified as a severely dangerous building.This school is commonly known as the Old Middle School.

There is a small playground next to the old middle school, and the surrounding area is the land of farmers in the nearby village. In order to distinguish it, many iron fences with a height of two meters and a width of three meters were installed around the playground.

These people actually put their minds on it, dismantled it and sold it as scrap iron!After all, this is the property of the public. If caught, they will be detained and fined.

The man went on to say, "Well done, saw off the other fences as soon as possible. It's 200 yuan, give it to me."

I opened my eyes slightly, and saw under the candlelight, a person took out a handful of loose change and handed it to the leader.This person didn't even order, he stuffed it directly into his pocket, then turned to ask another: "What about you?"

The other person spat, and said: "There are dozens of supermarkets, shopping malls, shops, and small shops in the county. Our people have been transferred. Although there are a few misses, overall the harvest is good. .It's all in your basement."

I immediately remembered the two children I saw at the entrance of the mall when I came back last week!Sure enough, they have formed a certain scale and become a small criminal gang!

"Hey..." The man smiled, looking extremely happy.I asked a few more people one after another, all of which involved stealing and robbery, and collecting protection fees from low-grade students.