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

During the whole process, Brother Long was the only one, and those little brothers who were still standing by my bed didn't move at all!

"It turns out that even Brother Long can play tricks." I endured the severe pain in my arm, and I don't know what happened to my arm just now.

"Never believe what anyone says, especially your enemy." Brother Long spoke sinisterly, and the strength in his hands gradually increased, "If I don't teach you some lessons, do you think that our zodiac signs are all Like that ineffective thing of Agou, it can be beaten up by you casually?"

I was silent, that time at the entrance of the cafeteria, how could I not be a sneak attack?

Besides, even if Brother Long doesn't sneak attack, with his two strikes, it's more than enough to clean up several of me. [

I can only blame myself for being inferior to others...

"I never thought of doing anything to you." Brother Long's hands were like two big iron clamps, tightly locking my body, "But I really don't like your arrogance, you really treat yourself like a character Is it done?"

The feeling of being pressed on the table is really uncomfortable. The half of the face that is in contact with the table is severely deformed, and even the teeth are gnawing on the wooden table.

"Stop talking nonsense, there is nothing to say in your hands, you can kill or cut whatever you want, don't pretend to be a philosophical teacher of life here!" I bared my teeth and squeezed out these words, This is trying to make me bend, what a joke!

"Hey, the boy is still stubborn." Brother Long added strength with his hands again, and my arm seemed to be about to break!

Asshole!One day you will be planted in my hands, and your life will definitely be worse than death!

I didn't say the above sentence, because it was so painful that I couldn't speak!

And to my dismay, I found that I had a few more tears squeezed out from the corners of my eyes, what a joke, didn't I always claim that I was also a person who had been beaten on the road, why am I still so ashamed.

"Brother Long, he seems to be crying?" Several younger brothers of Brother Long gathered around at this time, looking at me and making a fuss.

What a shame!

"Cha, cha, cha." There were three calm and forceful knocks on the door.

"Who?!" Brother Long's hands became lighter,