bad youth

"Oh, that's right." Ye Zhan said to me: "Let me introduce you, this is Song An, from Dongji Village, and he is also a well-known figure in the third year of high school..."

Before Ye Zhan finished speaking, Song An laughed: "Okay, Ye Zhan, you used to call me 'Ange Ange' when you met me, and now you just call me Song An? I don’t know my surname after being with Wang Hao. What's the matter?"

Ye Zhan glanced at him and said, "Song An, let me tell you, if you didn't sneak up on the mouse tonight, I would still call you Brother An as before. But what you did tonight is so unethical, you You don't even have the right to call me your brother anymore."

After finishing speaking, he continued to introduce to me: "When Song An was in the second year of high school, he snatched horses from a bastard in the third year of high school, and was chased and beaten for more than ten days. Later, Su Xiaobai came out to give him solve this."

Song An's face turned red and then pale: "Ye Zhan, why are you mentioning this?! Is it interesting?"

"Interesting." Ye Zhan chuckled: "I'm just introducing you to Mouse, so that I can get a general understanding of him."

"Hmm," I said, "so, who ordered you to sneak up on me?"

Song An sat up halfway, and said carelessly: "Who can order me? It's me who dislikes you. Is your hair all grown, and you still want to be the boss? It's better for you to be the boss than Ye Zhan. At least he has been messing around for many years, what about you? What is it? Let me tell you, before things get serious, stop quickly, otherwise you will suffer in the future..."

"Whispering!" Ye Zhan kicked him again, this time directly hitting his head.Song An covered his head and said out of breath, "Okay, Ye Zhan, I'm here to help you, but you still hit me. Your conscience was eaten by a dog, see how I will deal with you in the future..."

Prickly, too prickly, it has to be tidied up.

Many high school students gathered in the corridor to watch, but no one came to persuade them to fight. It seems that Song An's popularity is not very good.

I shook my head, avoided Song An, walked through the crowd, and saw Shi Dong standing at the door of their dormitory and looking at them.I walked over, took a cigarette in my mouth, and then handed him a cigarette. "Dongzi." I said, "Can you use your arm strength machine?"

"It's inside, take it yourself." Dongzi said with an indifferent attitude.

I took out the arm strength machine and carried it heavily in my hand, it was really textured.This is a 50kg class, very thick, and the black spring bar has a unique metal glow, which makes people feel cold all over the body in the hot summer.

I walked back to my original position with the arm stick in my hand, and stood in front of Song An.The entire corridor was silent, and anyone could guess what I was going to do.

"What are you doing?!" Song An looked at me in horror.It's ridiculous, you ask me when you know what I'm going to do...

I put the arm strength device horizontally in the air and pointed it at Song An's face, with a distance of about two meters between them.

My face was still aching, and Song An was merciless when he hit me with a stick.

Ever since people like Zou Yang, Li Jie, and Hong Li have been more honest in front of me, I know that the strong are still respected in this world.If you want to become a strong person, the most important thing is to be ruthless when you should be ruthless.

Now, it is undoubtedly the time to be ruthless.

Many third-year students are watching this scene, and I want them to have only deep fear of me from now on.

The fiercer the reputation, the more it spreads, the more fierce it becomes. There will always be someone to help you publicize your vicious deeds.

It took a whole year for Yu Chengfei to rise.As for me, it only took less than two months, although there is a lot of luck and even a lot of falsehood.But my starting point is already high, and from now on, I want to make this murderous name real.

No one saw me stab the wheat with a knife, but this time, many people will see me hit Song An on the head with a jib.

I still remember the moment when Yuan Shao jumped down from the wall, the knife in his hand pierced Maizi's lower abdomen with lightning speed, without muddling at all, without the slightest hesitation or indecision, all he had was chic and majestic.

The name of the red stick is well-deserved.

And I don't just want to be a white paper fan, I also want to be a red stick.I want to prove to everyone that I can be fierce.

Especially when facing the enemy.

I looked at Song An, the light in the corridor shone on the student's face, and I could clearly see beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Do I look scary right now?

The same me was bullied for three years in junior high school.After being bullied for three years and not daring to speak out, now I beat up another high school senior in front of a group of senior high school students.Who can believe this change?

"Who ordered you to attack me?"

Song An's mouth moved, but he didn't speak.I guess he must still be taking chances.

I suddenly swung the arm strength stick, and the thick black spring stick slammed into Song An's cheek. With a muffled "bang", Song An's entire body fell to the ground slantedly, covering his head with a scream of "嗤", twisting in pain.

At this moment, my heart trembled, and I really wanted to throw away the arm strength stick and go to see how Song An was injured.But I know I can't, there are still many people looking at me, I can't let them see my weak side, I want to leave them a "cold-blooded and ruthless" vicious image, a new senior who is no less vicious than an old dog The image of the guy!

"Pull him up." I said coldly.

Just as Li Mu and Ou Jiahao were about to run over, I said, "Let Hu Jianmin and Dai Zude go."

Let them come, of course I have reason.Hu Jianmin and Dai Zude quickly walked over and pulled Song An up.

Song An's arm was pulled so he could no longer cover his head.I clearly saw that half of Song An's cheeks were blue, the force just now was really not small.Song An's whole body was trembling, and he looked at me with fear.

And the other three students who participated in the sneak attack on me also trembled, all they did was bow their heads, bow their heads, bow their heads!

Suddenly feel that they are very pitiful...

I gritted my teeth and told myself that I must not soften my heart!Now that you are on this road, you must learn to be ruthless!

This time, he was much calmer than when he hit Hong Li's head with bricks, and it can be regarded as a great improvement.

The corridor is still very quiet, and I can even feel the fearful eyes of those high school seniors looking at me.

In this large group of people, I am really not considered tall, nor can I be considered to have a strong aura.It's just that the moment I swung the black arm strength stick, the image of "fierce" has been fixed in the hearts of those people.

"I have always been a person who repays kindness." I said to Song An: "I will treat others well if others treat me well; if others treat me badly, I will also treat others badly. You beat me twice The stick, I plan to return you two sticks, no one will suffer. But..." The tone suddenly became low: "If you confess who is behind your back, you don't have to take the second stick."

After finishing speaking, I raised the arm strength stick horizontally again and pointed it at Song An's cheek, the distance was only two or three meters away.

My heart is shaking.That moment just now not only frightened others, but also frightened myself.Although I repeatedly warned myself to be more ruthless and more ruthless, my body's natural reaction couldn't deceive me. The sweat in my palms almost flowed down my wrists. I made great efforts to keep my hands and feet from shaking.

How many people are standing in the hallway?No matter what, there are four NO.50 people, and everyone's eyes are staring at me.

From the first time I hit Zou Yang with a flower pot and cried myself, now I no longer shake my hands when hitting someone, I know that I am slowly changing, from the weak and incompetent Wang Hao in the past to now "trying to "Cold-blooded and heartless Wang Hao.At the very least, we must hide our weak side and show everyone our cold-blooded side.

I know that only in this way, others will not bully me.

It's just that I don't want to be bullied by others, why is it so difficult...

"I'll count to three." I looked at Song An and said slowly, "After three strikes, if you don't say anything, the second stick will be thrown."

In fact, now I don't know if I have the courage to swing the second stick.

If after counting three times, Song An still hasn't revealed who is behind the scenes, what should I do, should I continue to beat him?

Arm strength is great, a swing is much more terrifying than dozens of punches.Accidentally...

I dare not think about it anymore, I am afraid that I will become weak again.

"One..." I read out a long voice.

The corridor was silent, and I even felt that they were deliberately holding their breath, as if they were afraid of disturbing the "grumpy" me.

"Two..." I read it a second time.

I waved the arm strength stick in my hand, blowing some wind on Song An's cheeks like playing baseball.Even though I've never played baseball, I think that's how it should feel.Song An's head is very big, much bigger than a baseball.

I rubbed Song An's cheek with my arm strength stick, which must have been a painful torment for him.

Song An's body continued to tremble, begging in his eyes as he looked at me, as if hoping that I would show mercy.

"It's tough." I smiled.My mind went blank, and after I counted three, the jerk was about to swing.

What are the consequences?I have no idea.Half of Song An's face was blue from the first blow, will the second blow make half of his teeth fly out?I think it's very possible.Possibly even more serious...

Can't wait any longer.

"Three!" I yelled, and swung the arm stick in my hand towards Song An's cheek!

"I said, I said!" Song An burst into tears, howling loudly, at the same time the floor under him was also wet, and a foul smell immediately permeated.

My strength rod stopped within a centimeter of his cheek.

The red stick... is really difficult to make, in my opinion, it is much more difficult than the white paper fan.The white paper fan only needs to use the brain, and I am relieved in my heart.No need to hit Song An anymore, only I know how relaxed I am now.