Blood Race Little Milk Bag: I became a group pet by punching in

Zhou Yuan stayed quietly in the driver's lounge. He was lying alone on the wicker chair. The faint sunlight shone through the window on his cheeks, and his body swayed slightly with the chair.

Sleepiness came in like a tidal wave, completely swallowing up all reason.

What brother Heng wants to do, I will help him complete it, even if I pay any price.

The vague consciousness travels through time, returning a little bit to that summer, back to the turning point of that dark life.

……

"High Class 37..."

In high school, Zhou Yuan was malnourished for a long time and was often bullied, so he was short and his body was as thin as a hemp stick.

He stood anxiously outside the corridor, his hands clenched the shoulder straps tightly, and he could vaguely see the repaired patches on the surface of the fabric, but the schoolbag as a whole was washed white and hard, exuding a fragrance of soap.

Most of the people who come and go don't wear school uniforms, but Zhou Yuan seems to be a bit of a maverick. He stands awkwardly like a good baby, with a bit of hesitation on his green face, and he can tell it's him just by looking around. Waiting for someone.

Class 37 and them are not in the same building. It is said that this group of people was deliberately assigned to this remote corner, but all the equipment here is very novel.

I heard that when the school started, some parents specially donated money to renovate this old and dilapidated teaching building.

The place near the door of the class exudes a trace of cool air, and it is obvious that the air conditioner is turned on inside.

The door to the class was only opened a crack, but not many people came out, and I don't know if they all left.

Zhou Yuan's Class 4 of Senior Three is a little far away from here, so he came a little later.

He silently touched the position of his arm. In order to cover the wound on his body in hot weather, he had to wear a school uniform gown. On the way here, he received a lot of monkey-watching eyes.

Zhou Yuan kept his head buried and trotted over in a hurry.

He gently pushed the door with his hand, hesitated for a while, and was about to push the door and go in.

The door was suddenly opened from the inside, and a hand directly dragged him in.

Bang.

Bai Siheng frowned, with an extremely irritable expression, he threw the backpack in his hand into Zhou Yuan's arms.

"Are you stuck in traffic? You're 30 minutes late."

"I'm sorry..."

At this time, Bai Siheng was not the only one in the class, besides him, there were a few other students who were playing games with their mobile phones, looking around.

Zhou Yuan lowered his head silently. His monthly exams have always been at the bottom, so he has to stay every day this month to do class hygiene. Usually, he can finish it in 10 minutes.

But today I don't know why there is so much rubbish, some students are still reluctant to leave.

"What to watch, play your game."

Bai Siheng glared coldly at a few classmates who were watching the fun, and seeing Zhou Yuan's submissive appearance, he felt even more angry. If he hadn't been waiting for this kid, he would have left long ago.

"I……"

Zhou Yuan only felt that his eyes were dark, whether he had offended his savior, and felt a little uneasy for a while.

"Shut up, don't talk if you can't talk, starve to death, go."

Bai Siheng swaggered all the way out of the school, his complexion so dark that his steps were extremely fast, as if he wanted to throw people far behind him.

Zhou Yuan got injured yesterday and couldn't walk fast, and was hit by the crowd again, and couldn't find Bai Siheng's position in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly a malicious gaze looked at him, he raised his eyes and looked at the red-haired gangsters who happened to beat him up yesterday, his pupils shrank slightly, his body stiffened in place, trembling uncontrollably.

Zhou Yuan felt surrounded by a few more people, holding Bai Siheng's brand new and expensive backpack in his arms, he subconsciously tightened his grip, but when he wanted to retreat, he was forced into a corner by the group of people.

"It's all your fault, if it weren't for you, would I have been beaten up by that little bastard?"

"It's useless for anyone to come today, just break his leg and throw him into the abandoned warehouse."

The moment the shadow covered his eyes, the tight string in his heart suddenly broke.

Zhou Yuan curled up and sat slumped on the ground, tightly protecting Bai Siheng's backpack in his arms. The cheap schoolbag he was carrying had long been torn into pieces.

Together with those tattered and smeared textbooks.

The only thought in his mind was that if such an expensive schoolbag was damaged, his family would be so poor that he couldn't afford to pay for it.

Just a few times in the abdomen, the people around him who were chasing and beating him fell to the ground in an instant.

"Who are you talking about? It seems that yesterday's lesson is not enough, right? You even broke my schoolbag. Tell me how you should pay for it?"

After the beating, Bai Siheng immediately took out a wet towel from his pocket and wiped his hands in disgust. He stared at these people condescendingly, with a dark light of unknown meaning flickering in his eyes.

The red-haired gangster in the lead was frightened and trembled for a moment. He didn't dare to have any thoughts for a while, and quickly took out several hundred yuan in cash from his pocket.

Seeing the cooperation of the boss, the other gangsters could only take money out of their pockets no matter how reluctant they were.

The money in the hands of four or five people actually exceeds several thousand yuan, and there are obviously some "side jobs" that come in quickly, such as helping classmates collect protection fees and so on.

"If he is beaten once in the future, I will beat you ten times. Even if you didn't do it, I will beat you too."

"Those who deceive others will always be deceived."

"roll."

Bai Siheng dispelled the thoughts of these gangsters with a single look. He looked at Zhou Yuan who was lying on the ground, and couldn't help frowning, his handsome face was full of disgust.

"The schoolbag is not broken, it won't be dirty after washing."

Zhou Yuan stretched out his hand and patted the shoe prints on the schoolbag, with self-blame in his eyes, he felt more and more anxious when facing the silent young man in front of him.

He didn't break the schoolbag, but it was a bit dirty. Sure enough, the other party is still angry.
"Are you a pig? You can't run if you can't fight. If you lose your schoolbag, you throw it away. Just buy another one. Or do you think I can't afford it?"

The breeze gently rolled up the scattered paper money on the ground, neither of them had the intention to pick it up.

Zhou Yuan was a little stunned, he originally thought that Bai Siheng would blame himself.

"Pick up the money and calculate the medical loss they gave you."

Bai Siheng said angrily, turned around and was about to leave, but found that the person behind him stood there blankly without any reaction.

I hate him so much, this kid is stupid and stupid, no wonder he gets bullied.

"Has your brain been broken? Haven't caught up yet."

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan hurriedly picked up the tattered schoolbag fabric on the ground, wrapped the money one by one, and ran after him.

"I can't take this money, you saved me, I..."

"Don't talk nonsense, just take it if you tell me to. Those who don't know will think that I beat you. Don't frame the young master's innocence."

"that……"

"Speak quickly if you have something to say."

"Can you teach me to fight? I can endure hardship and resist beating."

"Tsk, trouble."

The scorching sun was in the sky at noon, and what was hotter than the sun was the rekindled flame of hope in the young man's heart. The tired soul covered with wounds finally found a harbor to escape the wind and rain. One day in the future, they will ride the rough sea waves and move forward bravely.