"I told you to sit on the ground, didn't you hear me?"
"Fuck..."
"I told you to lie down, do you hear me?"
Xie Yao followed Li Miaoyu to the alley and heard the sounds inside, and subconsciously wanted to shout "Stop!"
But as soon as I opened my mouth, I suddenly realized something was wrong:
Why does the more arrogant voice sound like what Wei Qingfan said?
At the same time, Li Miaoyu, who came to the alley first, had already seen the scene in the alley through the dim light of the street lights on the street behind:
Inside the long, narrow alley, there was only the dim light from the street lights in the distance, making it look a little dim.
Two figures were standing in the alley. The figure a little further away was standing blankly. It looked a bit like Wei Qingfan's deskmate, a boy named Cao Ze.
Being closer, she could clearly confirm that it was Wei Qingfan. He was standing in the middle of the alley, sitting on the ground with his buttocks on the ground. He kicked the boy who was trying to hold his legs with his hands, and then kicked him again.
On the opponent's thigh.
"Lie..."
The boy seemed to want to curse something, but was kicked to the point of collapse. Then he hunched over and lay on the ground, hugging his thighs, and the only sound left in his mouth was the painful sound of gasping for air.
Around Wei Qingfan, there were several figures lying on the ground in similar postures.
Xie Yao also stood next to Li Miaoyu. When she saw this scene, she was also stunned.
She doubted whether she was dreaming, and subconsciously turned to look at Li Miaoyu. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a figure lying on the ground behind Wei Qingfan, standing up with difficulty while holding on to the wall.
"Behind!" Li Miaoyu warned.
Wei Qingfan glanced at him, a little surprised. He had no time to say more, but he didn't panic. He turned around and looked at the boy behind him who was climbing up while holding on to the wall.
This boy was Chen Xu. He wanted to sneak up on Wei Qingfan when he wasn't paying attention, but he couldn't lift his leg after raising it twice. Instead, he grinned in pain.
When Wei Qingfan turned around, he still stood on one foot and tried to lift the other foot to kick Wei Qingfan.
The two looked at each other strangely for two seconds under the dim light of the distant street lamp.
Then, Chen Xu opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
Wei Qingfan simply raised his leg and kicked him against the wall. After a muffled sound, he fell to the ground in embarrassment again.
Chen Xu was still trying to get up, but Wei Qingfan came over and kicked him in the thigh again.
Chen Xu hissed, lying on the ground again and hunched over, making a sound of suppressing pain.
Wei Qingfan glanced at them and saw that they were all lying on the ground without any thorns anymore. He smiled at Li Miaoyu and said, "Thank you, it's okay. You can go home quickly."
Li Miaoyu hesitated for a moment, nodded, then whispered "Let's go" to Xie Yao, turned around and left.
Xie Yao didn't expect her to leave so simply. She was stunned for a moment and quickly followed her.
The bus was coming and they waved quickly. The driver saw the two girls on the side of the road and stopped.
Li Miaoyu bought the ticket, then stood up holding the handrail. When the bus started, he looked through the window into the alley and saw that Wei Qingfan seemed to be talking to a few boys on the ground.
Then the bus moved and Wei Qingfan and others disappeared from sight.
"Wei Qingfan is too good at fighting, isn't he?"
Xie Yao stood next to her, as if she had just recovered from the shock. She lowered her voice and sounded a little unbelievable, "Wang Kai and the other five have never beaten him?"
"should be……"
Li Miaoyu's tone was also a little confused.
She knew that some people in life were better at beating. For example, when her father was a hero, he beat four people by himself, and the security situation at that time was even more chaotic. According to her father's own boast, two of them were carrying weapons.
, one person took a dagger, and another person took a stick.
However, my father has been a soldier for several years, and has been on the battlefield, and has seen life and death.
Wei Qingfan is just a sophomore in high school like himself, and even if his opponent is just a student, this is a bit outrageous - he can fight five against one, and he seems to be quite at ease!
In addition, when they met by chance in the library during the summer vacation, she vaguely noticed that this boy had a temperament that seemed familiar to her.
At that time, she couldn't explain why she felt familiar, and she didn't pay much attention to it. See you again today when school starts, and she felt like this again, but she still couldn't explain clearly.
It wasn't until Wei Qingfan and Wang Kai were fighting in the morning that she finally understood.
Wei Qingfan has a temperament similar to that of his father, uncle, and grandfather! This so-called temperament is not uncommon, because to put it bluntly, it is the habits and behaviors developed in the army that make people feel.
This can be seen in many soldiers, but most of them will slowly disappear after retirement. For example, my father, although he has been on the battlefield, compared with his grandfather and uncle who have been soldiers all their lives, this kind of
The temperament is already very weak.
Why does Wei Qingfan feel this way?
They couldn't have been trained during the seven days of military training at the beginning of high school, right?
She had been puzzled by this matter in the morning, and once suspected that it was her delusion, but just now when she saw Wei Qingfan standing in the crowd, she felt this way again, and it was very strong.
Could it be that an elder in his family is a soldier, which has caused him to be affected by this since he was a child?
Li Miaoyu slowly formed a relatively reluctant reason in his mind, and then forced himself to put things related to him out of his mind and think about tomorrow's exam.
Regardless of whether this is your own illusion or not, what the reality is has nothing to do with you.
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"Can you please explain your reasoning now?"
In the alley, Wei Qingfan watched Li Miaoyu and Xie Yao get on the bus before speaking.
He walked up to the nearest boy and looked at him condescendingly, "What's your name?"
The boy was carefully kneading his arm muscles. He had just been pinched by Wei Qingfan, and he felt that it was similar to a muscle strain, with a burning pain. Seeing his condescending question, he was obviously a little panicked, and he lowered his head and pretended not to hear.
Wei Qingfan grabbed his hair, pulled his head up, and leaned down to stare into his eyes.
There was an angry expression on the boy's face, and he also glared at Wei Qingfan. However, perhaps because he was afraid that he would be beaten if he angered him, he quickly averted his eyes and said hesitantly: "Zhang...Zhang Chao..."
Wei Qingfan let go of his hair, stood up and asked again: "What shift are you in?"
"Class 19."
"Have we known each other before?"
"do not know."
"Then why did you come to hit me?"
"..."
"If the person lying down is me, what are you going to do to me?"
Cao Ze, who was next to him, finally came to his senses. He was about to persuade Wei Qingfan to "keep a line", "don't offend him too much", and "let it be okay if you don't suffer a loss". When he heard Wei Qingfan ask this, he fell silent again.
Come down.
Zhang Chao lowered his head and said nothing.
Wei Qingfan kicked him in the chest and said, "Speak."
Zhang Chao was kicked so hard that he fell to the ground. The muscles in his arms and thighs were in severe pain. Such a fall affected his injuries and almost brought tears to his eyes. He tried his best to raise his head and looked at Wei Qingfan, and then
Averting his gaze, he replied in a low voice: "I want you to apologize."
"How to apologize?"
Zhang Chao was silent again, but soon thought of the lesson he had just learned, and replied stutteringly: "Let...let you...kneel down..."
The last two words were barely pronounced.
Wei Qingfan ignored him and came to the boy next to him, "What's your name?"
"...Ye Fan."
Wei Qingfan looked down at him and raised his chin, "Do you know Shi Hao?"
??
The other party was obviously confused for a moment, and then thought hard, "No, I don't know..."
"What shift does it take?"
"Class six."
"Have we known each other before?"
"Recognize... recognize..."
Wei Qingfan didn't expect to get such an answer. He lowered his head and looked at the other person, "How do we know each other?"
Ye Fan looked at the dark wall next to him and whispered: "In the first grade of junior high school, we are in the same class..."
"old classmate?"
Wei Qingfan knelt down and patted his shoulder, "Have I ever offended you?"
Ye Fan glanced at him, then shook his head, "No."
"Then why do you come with others to beat me?"
"..."
Ye Fan said nothing.
Wei Qingfan looked at him and continued to ask: "Why did you come with others to beat me?"
Ye Fan lowered his head and remained silent for a few seconds before whispering: "I don't know..."
"All right."
Wei Qingfan nodded, then stood up, kicked Ye Fan to the ground casually, and turned around to walk towards the third boy.