Another student looked at him and said: "Be content, I didn't even wipe my butt. When I become more powerful in the future, I will beat up all these people!"
Both students were dejected and walked past me with their heads lowered.
I knew that Brother Long and Chen Zhipeng must be here. I looked back at the entrance of the playground and saw that Li Sijia and the others had not brought anyone over yet.
What would happen if I went in hastily like this?
I took out my cell phone, do you want to call Han Bing?[
I hesitated for a moment, and then I heard the sound of slaps and the sound of Chen Zhipeng crying and howling.
I couldn't wait any longer, so I rushed into the toilet. The two gangsters at the door were stunned for a moment when they saw me, and even called "Brother Ming" they didn't dare to stop me.
I entered the toilet and saw Chen Zhipeng lying on the cement floor with footprints all over his body. Brother Long was standing in front of him menacingly, and he was about to kick him in the head again.
"Brother Long!" I yelled.
The toilet in the big playground is very long, with about twenty squatting positions, so the space is large. Brother Long's boys can stand for more than a dozen and it still doesn't seem crowded.
"Zhou Ming, you're here!" Brother Long put down his foot, stepped over Chen Zhipeng's body, and came to me.
I looked at Chen Zhipeng, who was lying on the ground crying behind him, and laughed dryly and said, "Hey, Brother Long, what's going on?"
I noticed that Brother Long did not appear flustered by my arrival. Instead, he looked matter-of-fact and angry. He must have had enough reason to beat Chen Zhipeng.
"Ask him yourself." Brother Long turned sideways and pursed his lips towards Chen Zhipeng.
Brother Long took out another pack of cigarettes from his pocket and gave them to his younger brothers. He handed another one to me, and I declined with a smile.
I walked up to Chen Zhipeng, bent down, slowly helped him up, and asked softly: "What's going on?"
"Zhou Ming..." Chen Zhipeng cried so hard that he was out of breath. His face was covered with footprints and tears, like a big painted face.
"Don't cry, I'm here." Only then did I realize how cowardly a boy who can cry looks.
I can't cry anymore, it's so embarrassing.
Chen Zhipeng was still crying and couldn't explain why for a long time.