Chen Zhipeng suddenly sat up halfway, quickly took the bag to the bedside, unzipped the zipper, and pulled out a machete about a foot long. It was shiny and didn't even have a scabbard!
The timid little glasses man exclaimed: "Chen Zhipeng, where did you come from!"
Chen Zhipeng chuckled: "I'm going to chop up that bitch of Brother Long."
The dormitory became quiet again, everyone looked at each other and looked at each other.
Chen Zhipeng disagreed. He held the handle of the machete and looked at it several times, nodding from time to time.[
"Ahem." I coughed lightly, got out of bed, and pretended to go to the toilet. Wang Qiang understood and followed my footsteps and walked out.
The two of us stood in the corridor and glanced at the door of the dormitory.
"Do you think Chen Zhipeng is serious?" I asked.
"I can't tell. Judging from his previous personality, he probably didn't have the courage." Wang Qiang was a little fat, and he was pinching his lips with his hands, as if he had heard him say before that he had an aphthous sore inside.
"This kid is really annoying. What do you think we should do?" I really want to take him out and beat him up now.
"He suffered such a big blow..." Wang Qiang said thoughtfully, "I used to cut my wrists for a girl who didn't love him, but now I have to watch Lin Ke being beaten by Brother Long. I'm afraid I have to..."
"Alas!" Listening to Wang Qiang's analysis, I felt even more uneasy.
In the afternoon, I was thinking that I could finally stay out of it and just calm down and watch a show. But then Chen Zhipeng was going to cause trouble again?
I instinctively wanted to smoke again and kept waving my hands in the air. Wang Qiang immediately understood and asked other dormitories for one and handed it to me.
I lit a cigarette, smoked it, thought for a while and said: "Wang Qiang, let's do this..."
After the explanation was made clear, Wang Qiang thought for a while and said: "Okay, although it makes Chen Zhipeng suffer a little, it is better than having him actually use a machete to chop Brother Long."
"The problem is that even if he holds a machete, he can't beat Brother Long." I sighed helplessly: "Okay, let's go with the plan."
Wang Qiang nodded and walked towards the toilet.
I turned around and went back to the dormitory. I went in and lay down on the bed. Then I said, "Huang Fei, Wang Qiang pooped in the toilet without paper. Go and give him some."
Huang Fei climbed down from the bed and muttered: "The dormitory leader must be too careless."