Chen Zhipeng took the bag over again, put the machete back, and then followed me out.
I shouted into the corridor: "Zhang Yujie, Zhang Yujie!"
Zhang Yujie walked out of one of the doors, pulling up his slippers, wearing a washed-out red vest, and big blue pants underneath, and asked me: "What's going on?"
"Follow me upstairs to clean up some odds and ends!" I still yelled, my face distorted.
Maybe the sound was too loud, which alerted the students in other dormitories, and they all stuck their heads out to take a look.[
Zhang Yujie came over and took a look at the situation in the dormitory. He seemed to understand something and stood beside me without saying anything. He waited for my order and rushed upstairs.
I told several people in the dormitory: "Let's go, you don't need to do anything, just stand there."
To be honest, Zhang Yujie and I are enough to take care of the three seniors, but I still hope that more people can go, so as not to let the other side think that we are weak and they will come to bully us in the future.
Everyone in the dormitory looked at each other but still didn't move. Wang Qiang seemed to have made up his mind and walked out of the door and followed me.
Huang Fei and Xiao Yan saw the situation and came out. Next was Guo Lei. He put the things he just picked up in the cabinet, looked at the almost empty dormitory, and also walked out.
There was only money left in the dormitory, and Kuai Lai was holding his head and crying, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhang Yujie also had a bad impression of Qian Kuilai. Last time I was not in the dormitory, he didn't have any money with him and wanted to buy a few bags of instant noodles on credit, but Qian Kuilai sternly refused and almost got into a fight.
Zhang Yujie looked at Qian Kuai Lai with a bit of disdain, and pulled my arm: "Let's go, why are you calling so many people? I'm here to take care of everything for you."
"You don't understand." I didn't bother to explain. Brother Long is so powerful that he carries several people with him wherever he goes. What matters is momentum.
"Come on the money, how many slaps have you received in vain?" I decided to use provocation.
Qian Kuilai didn't answer, still lowering his head.
"You come with me tonight, and if he hits you, you will hit him back. I keep my word. If he dares to touch you again tonight, I will get rid of him." I said these words with a strong voice.
, also deliberately letting other people in the corridor hear.