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

"You, you, you." I casually pointed to a few members in the dormitory, "Clean up Chen Mo."

Chen Mo didn't say anything offensive from the beginning to the end, so I didn't plan to hit him too hard, let Huang Fei and the others practice their hands, so as to save them from being so timid in the future.

Several people in the dormitory did not move, they looked at each other.Huang Fei came out first, pulled Chen Mo, and walked towards the corner, Wang Qiang and the others also followed.I watched their beating movements from a distance, just like scratching an itch, and I didn't dare to be cruel.

"Look at the game, go back to your dormitory and sleep with your head covered!" Zhang Yujie spread his arms, pointed at the students on the left and right sides of the corridor, and shouted ferociously.

Those third-year students took a few steps back, and then stopped. I don't know if they still want to watch the excitement, or they want to swarm over to fight with us. [

But judging by their expressions, the chances of them wanting to fight should be very small.I laughed triumphantly in my heart, this was the first time I came to the No. [-] Middle School of the city to be so beautiful. Frankly speaking, without Zhang Yujie, I am afraid it would not have been so smooth.

I flicked the money next to me and came quickly, and said to him: "Now go and slap Wang Minghang a few times, otherwise, you won't be the manager of my small supermarket."

Qian Kuailai suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Minghang, as if he was brewing emotions.After a while, he walked over and slapped him lightly, as if wiping away his tears.

"Haven't you fucking eaten?" I was so angry that I wanted to kick him again.

Chen Zhipeng was the most excited. Seeing that the situation had turned around, he dragged Che Hao back and beat Che Hao alone.They beat Chen Mo harder than Huang Fei and the others.

Qian Kuailai saw that everyone in the dormitory was making a move, as if he had made up his mind, raised his hand, and slapped Wang Minghang hard across the face with all his might.

After the slap, Wang Minghang still had no reaction, Qian Kuailai took two steps back, carefully watching Wang Minghang's expression, worried that he would fight back.

Wang Minghang lowered his head with a resigned expression.

Qian came soon and felt relieved, slapped Wang Minghang again, and said, "Aren't you going to hit me?" The voice was as soft as a mosquito humming.

"You hit me, now I'll give you a chance, hit me." Qian Kuailai suddenly squeezed Wang Minghang's hand, and greeted his face.