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Chapter 92: The Meat Will Rot in the Pot

"Don't make any noise," Ling Cang raised his middle finger to his lips and reminded softly: "Everyone, listen carefully..."

Everyone didn't know what Ling Cang heard, so they all pricked up their ears, only to find a muffled sound coming from behind a set of wardrobes.

Yin Yonghui hurriedly ordered people to move the closet, revealing a room in the back. Hu Feifei was gagged, tied to a chair, and was banging out desperately.

This is a suite. The original door was removed and blocked by a wardrobe, so no one noticed. Hu Feifei heard the sound of fighting outside and guessed that Yin Yonghui came to save her and was trying her best to make noise to attract attention.

Yin Yonghui hurriedly untied Hu Feifei and hugged her in his arms: "It's okay, wife, it's okay..."

Hu Feifei was very strong and did not cry at all. She buried her head in Yin Yonghui's arms and said after a long time: "Husband, I know you will definitely come..."

"Of course I will come, but to save you, I still have to rely on the desperate help of my brothers." Taking a deep breath, Yin Yonghui looked very tired: "No. 1 Middle School, we can't stay any longer. Let's pack our bags and go back to our hometown in Northeast China." ,"

"No matter where you go, I will go with you..."

Yin Yonghui and Hu Feifei were deeply in love here, and the others were embarrassed to stay, so they quietly left. Zhu Hong called Ling Cang aside, handed over a cigarette, and said with emotion: "Thank you very much. is you……"

"I have already said this, there is no need to repeat it," Ling Cang smiled and shook his head: "Frankly speaking, I have my own purpose in helping because Hong Zhiyuan will not let me go."

"I know this, but no matter what, after this life and death battle, we can be considered good brothers." Zhu Hong sighed and looked out the window across the blood in the room: "I have a request...wait. After we leave, you will be responsible for the brothers from the Northeast Gang,"

"Ah," Ling Cang was a little surprised. He didn't expect Zhu Hong to say such a sentence: "You want me to raise the banner of the Northeast Gang,"

"That's not true," Zhu Hong slowly shook his head: "The Northeast Gang actually no longer exists, but these brothers are still there. I'm worried that they will be bullied by the Chaoshan Gang and the Sichuan Gang, so I hope you can protect them. As for I have no control over whether you let them join your ancient martial arts club or form another gang."

"So that's what it is,"

"In return, my brothers will also be loyal to you," Zhu Hong glanced at Ling Cang: "How about that,"

Being the boss of others seems to be a very cheap thing. In fact, it is not easy to be the boss, but Ling Cang doesn't care, because it is when he needs manpower: "Okay, I agree,"

"Thank you then,"

"Don't say thank you yet, I also have something I need your help with,"

"What,"

"Clean up the scene," Ling Cang pouted at Hong Zhiyuan's body: "I'm not good at dealing with garbage."

"That's what you're talking about..." Zhu Hong smiled with relief: "I thought you wanted the lion to open his mouth..."

Before he finished speaking, a subordinate came over and whispered in Zhu Hong's ear: "The head teacher just called and said that the principal and the teaching office want to have a group discussion with us..."

Zhu Hong's guess was not wrong at all. Although No. 1 Middle School did not want outsiders to punish its students, it still had to punish this incident.

Two days after Yin Yonghui and others left the detention center, a large piece of white paper was posted in the lobby on the first floor of the teaching building, with the students' names written on it.

After investigation and verification, the school has made a decision to expel 26 students who participated in the fight; another 31 students were expelled and detained for probation, 11 students were given major demerits, and 43 students were given varying degrees of warnings. , in total, as many as a hundred students were punished, several times more than those arrested by the police at the time.

The meat will rot in the pot. Although the school does not want to make the scandal public, it is still serious enough to take action internally. However, in order to correct the school spirit, this is necessary.

The school's decision was very technical and based on the facts. It only focused on this gang fight and never talked about gang matters. However, the main force was expelled and the two gangs collapsed. Huang Shouli and others were lucky because they were lying on the ground. He was recuperating in the hospital and did not participate in the fight, so it was a blessing in disguise and he was not punished.

The parents who had been clamoring for the police to release them all fell silent this time and did not express any objection. If No. 1 Middle School does not want these students, even if they stay shamelessly, it is really meaningless. Moreover, No. 1 Middle School has a huge network of connections in all aspects. It's true that not a few parents can easily shake him.

Yin Yonghui and others were mentally prepared and accepted the decision calmly. After packing their luggage, they had a drink with Ling Cang and then took Ling Cang to the gym.

There were nearly 200 people standing densely in the gymnasium. Yin Yonghui pointed and said: "These people will be left to you from now on."

Ling Cang was really shocked. He didn't expect that there were so many members of the Northeast Gang. It might be the same with the Chaoshan Gang. Although the Chaoshan Gang collapsed temporarily, Huang Shouli, Cai Weicheng and Wang Bohai were still there. It is not impossible to make a comeback after recuperation. , now that the Northeast Gang is no longer here, they will definitely cause trouble for Ling Cang.

Speaking of which, Yin Yonghui's approach was indeed timely, but it also left Ling Cang with a difficult problem.

"Be good to my brothers, they will be with you through life and death..." Yin Yonghui picked up his luggage and smiled sadly: "As for us, goodbye."

"Don't make it sound like we are parting from life or death," Ling Cang slowly shook his head: "Life is very long, and we are all fellow villagers. There will be many opportunities to meet each other in the future."

"Well, you're right. If you go back to your hometown in Northeast China during the holidays, remember to visit me."

"Okay," Ling Cang looked at the time and suggested, "It's time to get on the plane. I'll see you off."

"No, definitely don't," Yin Yonghui waved his hands repeatedly: "I hate it when others give it to me. It makes it seem like we can't see each other in the future. Let's go on our own."

"Okay," Ling Cang nodded, watched Yin Yonghui and others leave, and then told everyone in the Northeast Gang: "I believe you have heard what Yin Yonghui said just now, but I have no interest in joining a gang. I hope everyone can join the ancient martial arts club. …….”

"Bullshit ancient martial arts club," a tall and round student stood up and faced Ling Cang with his chin raised: "I'm telling you, I accepted this arrangement to give face to our boss. Don't think you can really lead us. You don't. This qualification,"

"That's right," a lean senior high school student next to him sneered, "Who are you, Ling Cang? Why do you think you are our boss?"

The words of the two of them could very well represent some people. There was a flurry of voices at the scene: "When we were killing people, you were still in junior high school."

"You think you can become the boss by forming a club,"

"It's okay if we join Guwu. You give up the position of president and let our people take it."

"Then..." Ling Cang's expression remained unchanged as he slowly scanned the people present: "How can I prove that I am capable of being the boss?"

"I've heard for a long time that you, Ling Cang, are very good at fighting..." The student who spoke first spoke again: "We just don't accept you, what can you do, beat us all to pieces, I know you have this But let me tell you, it’s useless. If you want to be the boss, your fists must be hard enough, but hard fists are not enough.”

Although this student's words were unpleasant, he also told the key point.

Don't say that Ling Cang can't deal with so many people at the same time. Even if he only takes out the leading few among them and teaches them a lesson, I'm afraid he will still be convinced. Being the boss is not that easy. You can't just rely on violent words. You must also have enough skill and intimidation.

Some people were willing to follow Ling Cang and stood there silently. Those who were unwilling looked at Ling Cang with dissatisfaction and anger, and deliberately shouted loudly. The noise got louder and louder, and finally the gymnasium became a mess.

Ling Cang stood there silently. He waited until the noise from these people gradually subsided, and then slowly said: "Gu Wu, I am the president, and there are two vice presidents, Lin Xuening and Jin Zhiren. Now I want to appoint The third president..."

Many people didn't understand at first why Ling Cang was thinking of making personnel adjustments before he could calm people down. But when the third vice president came over, the smart people saw what was going on and immediately fell silent. Silent.

The new vice president is Tong Tong, whom many people know. She walked up to Ling Cang and told everyone straight to the point: "Many of you should know that my father is Tong Haizhou, the director of the Minghai City Public Security Bureau. , I don’t know if I am qualified to lead you with my status,”

Everyone fell silent and expressed their approval with silence. Tongtong nodded with satisfaction: "I can also tell you that this fight with the Chaoshan Gang was handled by my father personally. You can go out and inquire about it. ,The Chaoshan Gang wanted to focus on the Northeast Gang, but my father suppressed them all."

"We all know this..." The big and round student's attitude softened and he nodded sincerely: "Tongtong, thank you."

"If you want to thank me, just join the Guwu Club honestly and obey the president's command. Of course, if you don't want to join, you can quit now." This is the first time Tongtong has spoken to so many people, and it is also the first time that he has spoken to so many people. Once she tried to intimidate others, and she saw that the effect was very good, she couldn't help but feel complacent and performed better: "It's just that if you stay and don't obey, you will face serious consequences. I won't tell you, but you should too." You can guess what the consequences will be..."

No one raised any objections, and all the Northeast Gang joined the Guwu Society. Although Guwu was still under the guise of a society, as these people joined, the nature began to change quietly.

After becoming the boss of these people, Ling Cang learned that the Northeast Gang not only bullied classmates in school, but also often acted in society. Many bars and KTVs in nearby areas were paying monthly protection fees to the Northeast Gang, and also Some members also have businesses of their own, but they usually leave it to others to take care of and don't go there often.

Although the overall scale is not as large as that of the Sichuan Gang, the profits of the Northeast Gang are considerable enough every month.

Ling Cang felt that since he was the boss, there was no reason to break the rules handed down, so he asked everyone to continue collecting protection fees, and at the same time, he took over the Chaoshan Gang's territory.

Speaking of the Chaoshan Gang, because no one has taken over and taken responsibility, the gang has been wiped out and scattered. Huang Shouli and others are still recovering in the hospital. They don’t know when they will be discharged from the hospital, so they can only watch the evolution of things helplessly.

Due to a school beauty election, the power structure within No. 1 Middle School was changed. No one expected that two of the three major gangs that had been rooted in the school for many years would fall in an instant.

The so-called beauty is a disaster, nothing more than this.

Chun Xiaohua knew to some extent the cause of the gang conflict, but he felt that since the matter had already begun, there was no reason not to give everyone an explanation. So after preliminary publicity, he joined forces with the presidents of several performing arts and other societies to officially start voting. Already.

After school on this day, Chun Xiaohua placed a ballot box in front of the school gate, then raised a loudspeaker and shouted: "The school beauty selection has officially begun. Please vote for your favorite school beauty. Your support is the right one." The biggest encouragement from school beauties,”

There were assistants nearby who were responsible for distributing the ballots, and there were also people responsible for collecting the ballots. Ling Cang asked for one out of curiosity and found that the ballots were printed very formally and the design was exquisite. In order to avoid false voting, the ballots were real-name and limited to one per person.

There is no benefit to participating in this election and there is no money to be made. Ling Cang estimated that not many people were interested in it. But Ling Cang was wrong. A queue of people quickly formed in front of the ballot box. The performing arts club sent more than a dozen people to maintain order.

Everyone was talking about who to vote for and guessing who would be elected. Soon, there were bets on the scene. Everyone who might be selected as the school beauty was listed, and the odds were calculated based on the possibility of winning.

Ling Cang took a look and found that both Shen Fanlei and Lin Xuening were paying one out of ten, indicating that everyone generally believed that the two of them could be re-elected. Ling Cang was about to see who else was there when Luo Ailin's fierce shouting came from next to him: "Hey, I Tell me, what did you do? Why did you give me a one-for-one policy?

"Oh, we have obtained the odds through scientific calculations and strict statistics," the student who set the bet asked expressionlessly: "Do you have any opinions?"

"Of course I have an opinion. No matter what I say, it should be ten for one... Oh, no, ten for one like Shen Fanlei." Luo Ailin pointed to her name and said angrily: "Why should you give it to me?" Pay one for one, have you made a mistake?"

"That's right,"

"It must be wrong. Please correct it quickly."

"It can't be changed,"

"Okay, I'll change it myself." Seeing that the other party was indifferent, Luo Ailin took out a pen from her schoolbag and wanted to do it herself. Several students hurriedly stopped her: "Hey, don't mess around. Let me tell you, we are from the ancient martial arts club. "


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