"I don't care about your affairs, but just listen to me!"
"Okay, since Brother Bei has said this, we have nothing to object to. If you can endure it for your girl, we will endure it with you. But brothers support you so much, you must treat that girl
Get it done, otherwise we will be sorry." Zhao Penghui said with a smile.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Let's go eat."
In the afternoon, there was still no trace of Chen Deming. No one knew what this kid was doing, but Zhao Penghui always had an ominous premonition in his heart. When school was over in the afternoon, he took Chen Guandong to the football field and told Lu Xiaobei
He went to play football. In fact, he was plotting with Chen Guandong to hide something from Lu Xiaobei.
In the stands next to the football field, Zhao Penghui and Chen Guandong were sitting in their seats, smoking cigarettes while listening to Zhao Penghui yelling in vain: "Dongzi, tell Brother Bei not to continue making trouble about Chen Deming, but I think
It’s a bit impossible. After all, we got into a bad fight in the morning. If we don’t understand, this will definitely not be over. I’m afraid our brothers will suffer a loss.”
"I think so. Brother Bei is ready to stop for that bitch Zhang Wei, but we can stop it, but it's impossible for Chen Deming to do it. Maybe they have already found a lot of people now."
"So, I have a plan. Let's hide it from Brother Bei. If you put Fatty Yin and Du Hu on his feet, don't yell at Bai Hongyu. He can be reasonable and talk, but I'm afraid he won't be able to get in a fight. I'm keeping an eye on Gu.
Call Qiang and Gu Lei, let the six of us fight with Chen Deming, what do you think?"
"No problem. I didn't expect that you are also a militant. I am so lucky to know you!" Chen Guandong stretched out his hand and the two high-fived each other. The matter was settled.
In the evening, eight people finished dinner together in the cafeteria, and Lu Xiaobei went to the electronic reading room of the library to learn computer science from Zhang Wei. The seven people returned to the dormitory, and Chen Guandong asked Bai Hongyu to stay in the dormitory, so don't go either
, and then the other six people walked towards Chen Deming's dormitory.
Chen Deming lives in dormitory 302, at the end of the corridor. This is when there are the most people in the dormitory. Many dormitories have their doors open, and many classmates are walking back and forth.
Zhao Penghui and Chen Guandong walked in the front, followed by the other four people. The six people rushed to dormitory 302 in a menacing manner.
The door was closed, but it didn't matter. Zhao Penghui kicked the door open. The four people in the room looked at the door at the same time. Of course, Chen Deming was among them.
"It's nobody else's business here. Except for Chen Deming, please get out. If you don't get out, don't complain if we get hurt by mistake!" Chen Guandong shouted angrily. Upon hearing this, everyone in the other dormitories stuck their heads out to look at the person.
Brain, the excitement of fighting is something that no one wants to miss.
The three people wisely left the room, leaving Chen Deming alone.
"Brother, I haven't seen you since I went out in the morning. It turned out that you have been hiding in the dormitory. How are you, have you found everyone?" Zhao Penghui asked with a sinister smile.
"What do you want to do?" Chen Deming was a little nervous.
"What are you doing? I'm going to fuck you!" As he said this, Chen Guandong jumped forward and punched Chen Deming on the cheek. Chen Deming staggered back and was about to fall to the ground. Chen Guandong grabbed him by the collar and on his legs.
With all his strength, he pushed his knee hard against Chen Deming's lower abdomen. This young man Chen Deming was seriously injured. With these two moves, it was obvious that Chen Guandong was very skilled.
The other six people also quickly stepped forward and beat Chen Deming repeatedly. Chen Deming felt so aggrieved. He originally called someone when his brothers went out in the morning, but because his brothers were all in Huahai City, there were not many
Those who are willing to come, after all, this is an away game, with more losses and less wins. No one wants to come all the way and be beaten up. There are a few people with strong connections who have agreed to come, but they have postponed it to tomorrow. Chen Deming
He just wanted to wait in the dormitory until tomorrow, when his brothers came to deal with Lu Xiaobei and the others, but they didn't expect to beat Zhao Penghui and the others first. He felt unhappy and aggrieved. But now he was fighting alone and again
He was outnumbered, so he could only huddle on the ground with his head in his hands, and Zhao Penghui and the other six kicked him randomly.
Chen Deming's face was broken a few times, but it wouldn't kill him. Zhao Penghui and the others also knew that this was just to teach him a lesson, so that he shouldn't be too crazy in school and don't hurt him. This kid's family background
It's pretty awesome. If you get yourself into trouble or die, you won't get the good news. Just give him a lesson and that'll be it.
The fight was almost over. Chen Guandong said: "I'll teach you a lesson this time. If you want to stay here, be honest with us! Otherwise, we'll kill you!" Chen Guandong was so excited that he had a strong taste of Beijing in his mouth.
, also very impressive.
"Forget it. If you dare to show off in front of us again, I'll kill you!" After Zhao Penghui said that, he left Dormitory 302 with a group of people.
At this time, Lu Xiaobei was still in the electronic reading room learning from Zhang Wei how to type using five-stroke fonts. Zhang Wei taught him how to memorize the root characters. Lu Xiaobei was holding a root list and reciting: "Wang Pangqing's head fell into the five-stroke pattern."
One, Tu Shi two dry ten inches of rain, big dog three sheep ancient stone factory, Mu Dingxi, Gong Ge Caotou seven in the right frame..."
"Zhang Wei, is there a simpler way, which is very convoluted?" Lu Xiaobei said.
"Yes, but typing will be slower. You can use the Pinyin input method. You can spell the Chinese Pinyin according to the letters on the keyboard. In this way, as long as you know the Chinese Pinyin, you can type."
"Oh, this is good, I'll use this first." Lu Xiaobei and Zhang Wei stayed in the electronic reading room until nine o'clock. Finally, Lu Xiaobei sent Zhang Wei back to the dormitory as usual. When they arrived at the door of the girls' dormitory, Zhang Wei
Wei turned to Lu Xiaobei and said, "Promise me not to conflict with Chen Deming. That would be bad for you."
"Okay, I got it, hurry up and go upstairs."
After bidding farewell to Zhang Wei, Lu Xiaobei returned to the dormitory in a good mood. As soon as he entered the dormitory, Lu Xiaobei heard that Zhao Penghui and the others were talking about a fight, but after Lu Xiaobei entered the room, several people immediately stopped talking.
, and immediately turned to other topics.
"Who did you say you were fighting with just now?" Lu Xiaobei asked worriedly.
"It's nothing. I was telling them that when I went to play football with Dongzi today, I saw a group of people fighting in the stadium." Zhao Penghui immediately made up a lie.
"Oh, you didn't get involved, did you?"
"We don't have time to mind other business. You said the school is pretty messy, right?"
"Well, it's not much different from our No. 3 Middle School." Gu Lei immediately echoed.
At this moment, the door of the dormitory suddenly opened, and Bai Hongyu ran in sweating profusely and said, "Oh no, something happened downstairs."
"What's the matter? Speak slowly." Gu Lei said.
"I just went out to buy something. When I came back, I found...downstairs...downstairs a group of junior high school students, a swarming crowd, saying they wanted to seek revenge on Lu Xiaobei. The dormitory manager was blocking me downstairs, but
They said that if you don't get out in five minutes, they will use bricks to smash the windows of our freshman dormitory."
"Looking for Brother Bei? Brother Bei, why did you provoke a junior high school kid?" Zhao Penghui asked doubtfully.
"It seems that your memory is not very good. Is that because of me? Aren't those kids in the junior high school the same ones we beat up in the junior high school cafeteria at noon yesterday? You forgot so quickly."
"Oh, they are here now." Gu Lei said.
"Then why are you still standing there? Since they are looking for us, let's go down and meet you, brothers, let's go." With that, Lu Xiaobei led Zhao Penghui, Gu and Gu Lei out of the dormitory, and Bai Hongyu also
After calling Chen Guandong and others up, the eight of them walked downstairs in a relaxed manner.
Outside the gate of a dormitory building, there was indeed a group of junior high school students. There were quite a lot of people. Lu Xiaobei visually inspected them and saw that there were at least fifty people. The basketball courts downstairs were full. Of course,
It was not excluded that there was a group of people watching the excitement. It was dark at this time, but the lights on the basketball court were bright enough, so Lu Xiaobei quickly recognized the guy in the lead among the junior high school students. He was the guy who happened to be there at noon yesterday.
The person who had the main conflict in the cafeteria.
"Lu Xiaobei, you have figured it out. My name is Qin Chong, and everyone in the junior high school calls me Brother Chong. Although you are from high school, you still have to pay the price if you offend me."
"Brother Bei, how did this kid know your name?" Zhao Penghui asked with a smile.
"Since people can find out which dormitory we are in, they can naturally know what my name is." Lu Xiaobei said.
"It seems that this kid has quite a lot of magical powers. He deserves to be the boss of junior high school." Although Chen Guandong said this on the surface as a compliment, his tone was completely contemptuous.
"There are so many people, can we beat them?" Bai Hongyu asked nervously.
"You just step aside and we will do this." Du Hu said.
At this time, Qin Chong led a group of people towards Lu Xiaobei and the others, and Lu Xiaobei and the others greeted him without fear. The two groups stood face to face, about five meters apart. According to the rules, it was supposed to be a negotiation.
It's time. But no matter how much we talk, we can't avoid a typist. It's a big mistake to type early, and it's too late to type late. It's better to get it done early.
Lu Xiaobei didn't wait for Qin Chong to say anything, and shouted: "Hit me!"
After roaring, he jumped up and hit Qin Chong with a straight punch in front of his face. Qin Chong didn't expect it and wanted to step back, but before he could move, Lu Xiaobei was already punching him in front of his face.
A fist as big as a casserole hit him, and he was knocked to the ground immediately. His nose bone was broken, and his nostrils and mouth continued to bleed.
Qin Chong never thought that Lu Xiaobei could be so powerful. He was so big that he couldn't even crawl up when he hit the bar. The group of children under him were also in confusion, and the scene was chaotic. Because the school uniforms were basically the same, only the badges
It was marked with junior high school or high school, so it was difficult to distinguish them. In addition, there were many spectators on the field, which made Qin Chong and his group lose their fighting ability.
There were more than fifty people, and more than thirty of them ran away in an instant. Half of the remaining twenty or so were knocked to the ground and could not stand up, and the other half were unable to run away. After all, they were all in junior high school.
Children, and all of them are from rich families, are pampered at home and go out to show off their talents. I have never seen this kind of market. After all, Lu Xiaobei and the others are real gangsters. A bunch of junior high school kids are no match for them. Don't say that.
Even if there were fifty people, even if five hundred people came, they would still be beaten away.
This is the difference between school gangsters and real people who are on the road...