You choose a male best friend, why are you crying after I let you go?

It is easy to be bad, but the joy of struggle will make people truly reap the joy of fulfillment.

In an empty classroom, several people were working hard on their "paper airplane" project. Everyone was immersed in it and time passed quickly.

At the same time, Duan Mingdong, with a scruffy beard and heavy dark circles under his eyes, appeared in an old neighborhood with mottled buildings.

The industry on this street was depressed. Apart from a few massage shops and bath shops that looked not very decent, there was only one small shop.

In the shabby and low-rise buildings, there were occasional shouts from men and women playing mahjong, which made Duan Mingdong tense all over.

Duan Mingdong took a small note and looked at the address on it, feeling a little nervous.

He knew that once the bow was drawn, there would be no turning back.

Otherwise, forget it.

This place didn't seem like a place where he could come and go as he pleased.

Just when Duan Mingdong was hesitating whether to leave, several messages suddenly popped up on his phone.

First, there was a cold message from his roommate.

"Are you coming to class? The teacher said that if you don't come, you will fail the course at the end of the semester."

Then there was the complaint from the monitor.

"Brother, what are you doing? Our class has never had full attendance this month! How can we strive for collective honor? Do you think you are Gu Zhe?"

"If you don't have the ability, can't you just be honest?"

Duan Mingdong swiped away these messages irritably, and saw the message from the counselor Yang Yan.

Compared with the previous slightly cold messages, Yang Yan's message was obviously much warmer.

"Student Duan Mingdong, I know you may have encountered some problems recently."

"Maybe you are going through a difficult time, but no matter what, the teacher is willing to be your strongest support."

"Tell the teacher about your troubles, let's solve the problems together and get your study and life back on track, okay?"

"I've been in the office these days. As long as you have time, you can come to me at any time."

Yang Yan's words were already quite patient and considered Duan Mingdong's feelings.

However, when Duan Mingdong saw Yang Yan's next sentence, all his rationality disappeared.

"Student Duan, the teacher treats all students equally and will do his best to take care of everyone in the most appropriate way. If..."

Duan Mingdong couldn't read the following words at all.

Anger was like a big fire, burning Duan Mingdong's rationality.

"You treat everyone equally? You are a bullshit equal! You gave Gu Zhe so many green lights, you are so partial to Gu Zhe, and you still tell me that you treat everyone equally!"

"How can you be so hypocritical!"

Duan Mingdong cursed in the street.

At this moment, he had completely forgotten the care Yang Yan had given him.

He forgot how angry Yang Yan was when he was beaten before, and she must support him.

But, in the end, it was his own failure.

But Duan Mingdong would not think of these at this moment.

Perhaps, he would never think of them.

He must attribute all the mistakes to others, and he must clear himself from his own perspective, so that he can retaliate with confidence.

It was all other people's fault, and it was the unfairness given to him by others that pushed him here step by step.

After his reason was completely burned out, Duan Mingdong put his mobile phone in his pocket and walked straight into a chess and card room.

The noisy environment and the smell of cigarettes and alcohol in the air made Duan Mingdong dizzy.

Everyone was busy playing cards, so no one noticed when a young man appeared here.

After standing there for a long time and finding that no one paid attention to him, Duan Mingdong coughed loudly a few times, and then a few people noticed him.

Although Duan Mingdong had a scruffy beard and greasy hair at the moment, the childishness of a student on his body could not be faded in a short time.

A woman glanced at Duan Mingdong and curled her lips: "We don't welcome students here! You can go wherever you want to play. There is an Internet cafe on the next street."

Duan Mingdong said in a gloomy voice: "I'm looking for Brother Mantis."

The woman was a little surprised and stopped what she was doing.

"You said you were looking for Brother Mantis?"

The woman was obviously a little uncertain. She looked at Duan Mingdong from head to toe and confirmed with Duan Mingdong again.

Duan Mingdong nodded with a cold expression.

The woman seemed to sigh secretly.

"Come with me."

Walking up the narrow stairs, Duan Mingdong met the legendary Mantis Brother in a room on the second floor.

and imaginationUnlike the visible ferocity in the video, the man in front of him was wearing a neat shirt, smoking and playing a popular online game. He looked like an ordinary harmless Internet cafe master.

But in fact, Mantis Brother was notorious in this area.

Duan Mingdong learned about this route by chance when he went to Puchang Street before.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

Mantis Brother reluctantly turned his eyes away from the computer and looked at the young man in front of him.

Duan Mingdong did not beat around the bush and said directly: "I want you to help me deal with someone."

Mantis Brother was a little surprised: "You? You are still a student, right? Who can you have a grudge with?"

Duan Mingdong did not speak, and put Gu Zhe's photo and some information he knew on the table.

Mantis Brother picked up the information, glanced at it casually, and looked at Duan Mingdong with an even weirder look.

"You mean, you want to mess with your classmate?"

Duan Mingdong didn't say anything, which was considered as tacit agreement.

Mantis brother looked for a long time and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"How are you going to teach him a lesson?"

"Beat him up, scare him?"

"Or... break his leg or arm?"

Duan Mingdong shuddered.

Although he did have similar thoughts before, he couldn't help shuddering when Mantis brother said these cruel words nonchalantly.

Licking his dry lips, Duan Mingdong asked, "How much do I have to pay if I want him to break a leg?"

Mantis brother took a puff of cigarette.

"Eighty thousand for an arm, one hundred thousand for a leg. You decide."

Duan Mingdong was a little discouraged.

His monthly living expenses were only about a thousand yuan, and these two figures were too far away for him.

"What if we just teach him a lesson? For example, let him stay in bed for a month and not get up?"

Mantis took a deep puff and threw the cigarette butt on the ground next to him.

As he exhaled, the whole room was filled with smoke.

"Boy, I can see that you really hate him."