"You old fox, do you remember my father everywhere for carrying you? And your brother-in-law, who slipped around the horse, if it weren't for my father's back, he would have been the principal? You are all ungrateful guys, let us Huang family plant in the gutter! You are all villains! You are villains!" Huang Zhiqiang's teeth had already grinded out a sound, and he was almost about to eat meat.

"Oops! pain...... Classmate Zhiqiang, I'm not in good health, don't mess around! You're still young, and you still have a great future...... Don't be like your father!In that case, it's a crime!" He Boming didn't know that one nerve was wrong, and he actually said a fatal word at a critical moment.

"What?" Huang Zhiqiang listened, and whipped He Boming fiercely, "Crime, commit your mother's crime!"

When this whip went down, He Boming's flesh and blood flew directly, and he screamed in pain.

"Your Huang family is still saved, the chicken coop can't raise a real eagle, your Huang family is a famous family in Haicheng District, as long as you listen to my words and take the college entrance examination, you will definitely have a chance, and you will definitely do better than your father in the future!" He Boming cried and begged for mercy.

"My father has been arrested, what's the use of my college entrance examination? It's you! It's you who ruined our Huang family, it's you who ruined my future!" The seeds of hatred have begun to sprout in the heart of this young man, and he no longer believes in these scholars who are full of money, and it is the consistent trick of these hypocrites to play tricks and kill people invisibly. If he wants to take revenge and kill all these literati, he will start with He Boming.

"Get me in the car!" A yellow-haired young man opened the rear door of a black Dongfeng off-road car at the corner of the school gate and pushed He Boming into it fiercely.

The black warrior bumped quickly on the uneven cement pavement, and soon arrived at the Sunshine Hotel.

Huang Zhiqiang pushed the car door and walked out first, and several accompanying ruffians dragged He Boming out of the car and pulled him into the lobby of the Sunshine Hotel with a dead face.

However, at this time, a student wearing a peaked cap who had already planned a plan appeared at the door of the hotel panting. This student is none other than Zuo Qingcheng.

Zuo Qingcheng covered his face with his collar, walked quickly to Huang Zhiqiang, and said cautiously: "Brother Huang, I think this matter still has to be considered in the long run, and you must not act blindly. “

"You get out of the way for Lao Tzu! If you don't kill this old fox today, I can't swallow this breath!" Huang Zhiqiang's muscles on his face trembled, and he yelled at Zuo Qingcheng menacingly.

Zuo Qingcheng was not angry at all, he knew that after the accident of the Huang family, Huang Zhiqiang's heart had always been unhappy, and Huang Gongzi, who had infinite scenery on weekdays, had planted a big heel, how could there be any reason not to be mad? What's more, he and Huang Zhiqiang were originally grasshoppers on a rope, and they couldn't make mistakes in the details, so their relationship fell apart.

Zuo Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, and then said unhurriedly: "Brother Huang, if you think about it carefully, killing this old fox will not be of any use to you, but will cause trouble." Don't you just want to breathe a sigh of relief? I think this old man has learned a lesson. Besides, your main enemy is Ye Zirong, so don't favor one over the other, the gains outweigh the losses!"

"Then how do you teach this old fox a lesson?" Huang Zhiqiang asked with some eyebrows when he heard it.

Zuo Qingcheng covered his mouth with his hand, leaned over to Huang Zhiqiang's ear and whispered for a while, Huang Zhiqiang listened to it, and then nodded reluctantly.

......

He Boming was soon taken to a private room in the hotel, and his eyes were covered with a black cloth.

Huang Zhiqiang threw a dozen renminbi to the lobby manager who ushered him into the private room.

The lobby manager nodded for a while, then counted the tickets in his hand and walked away happily.

"Teacher He, let's rest in this dining room first, and then go to have a big meal, what do you think?" Huang Zhiqiang was no longer angry, sat on the sofa opposite He Boming, and asked playfully.

He Boming hurriedly shook his head and begged: "The teacher doesn't eat a big meal, the teacher doesn't eat a big meal, the teacher just begs you to let the teacher leave here." ”

"Then how can it be done?" Huang Zhiqiang retorted, then walked up to He Boming, handed him a bottle of mineral water, and said: "Teacher He, there have been bumps back and forth along the way, you must be old and thirsty, come! ”

"The teacher doesn't drink water, the teacher wants to go back to school!" He Boming pushed back again and again.

"An old immortal, let you drink it, don't be so grinding!" A yellow haired man saw the opportunity, snatched the mineral water from Huang Zhiqiang's hand, unscrewed the bottle cap, and forcibly poured all the liquid inside into He Boming's neck.

With the pouring sound of rumbling fluid, He Boming suddenly felt a stream of air enter his throat, and then as the liquid flowed into his stomach, it was stinging and yelling, which was very uncomfortable, making him either cough or swallow, and it was not a taste all over his body.

"What are you giving the teacher to drink? Why does it taste weird?" After drinking a bottle of water, He Boming felt very uncomfortable, and had a feeling of vomiting, but when he put his fingers in his throat and fished for a long time, he didn't vomit anything.

Everyone in the room let out a tactful and tortuous laugh, and their ferocity was no less than that of the Japanese devils who were reckless in Huaxia decades ago.

"Teacher He, don't worry, the drink just now is a good thing, so I should only give you Lao Run's throat, hehe!" Huang Zhiqiang held his cheek in his right hand and tilted his head to ridicule He Boming.

"What the hell are you giving the teacher to drink? He Boming suddenly covered his little stomach with his hands, and beads of sweat poured down his cheeks.

After a while, He Boming's face suddenly swollen red, as if there were countless worms in his stomach, as if they were about to crawl out, making him very uncomfortable all over his body.

"Whoa, oh, whoa, ......whoa,

"Oh, Mom, Teacher He, what's wrong with you?" Huang Zhiqiang hurriedly stood up from the sofa, slowly walked up to He Boming, held his elbow with his hand, and pretended to be benevolently concerned, but he was very proud in his heart, thinking that this time he had finally made this old fox taste the bitterness, and there was still a good show to watch later.

However, Huang Zhiqiang immediately turned his head to look at the yellow-haired young man who was pouring water and drinking He Boming, and asked, "Huang Mao, what did you give my beloved Teacher He to drink just now?"

The muscles on the yellow hair's face trembled, his expression was extremely weird, he covered his mouth with his hand, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud, saying, "I poured it into him, poured urine, ahhaha!"