Afterwards, Zhao Ge was persuaded to quit by the school as he wished, and became the youngest student in the compound who was persuaded to return home.

Xu Hui was the only one who was sent to the hospital as a beater, in fact, he was very wronged, he didn't want to do it that day, he was worried that Zhao Ge and others would get into trouble, and he panicked to pull the rack, who thought that he ran into the classroom and hit him head-on, and what hit him was a bench leg that flew for no reason.

After this incident, Lao Zhao did not beat Zhao Ge for the first time, and his behavior became strange, and he began to frequently ask for leave to go out. In fact, pity the hearts of parents all over the world, Lao Zhao was busy visiting the slashed doll, in order to seek the understanding of the other party's parents, Zhao Ge could not enter the juvenile detention center at a young age;

God paid off, Lao Zhao's efforts finally paid off, because the consequences were not serious, and the parents of the beaten children finally agreed to cancel the case, which made Lao Zhao greatly relieved. And the school has also been settled, Lao Xu's friend is the vice principal of a district middle school far away, and he agrees to take Zhao Ge in.

The turmoil temporarily ended with a complete victory for the boys of the cultural compound, but this incident planted a bane and became the prelude to a full-scale scuffle between several compounds in the future.

Since it is a prologue, there is an opening, and this opening is quite unexpected and funny. It has only been about half a month since the incident, and the big fat man of the micromotor factory began to walk around the gate of the cultural compound with people. His younger brother suffered a big loss, and he had to get the yard back, otherwise he would not be able to mix in the entire Jiefang Road Daxing Street.

You officials may not understand, how could there be so many idlers at that time? After eating all day long, they had nothing to do and ran to fight? Don't you say, this is also a characteristic of the times.

In the 80s of the last century, reform and opening up had just begun, and many companies, factories and mines were still at the end of the planned economy, and the staffing was stuck, with a radish and a pit, while the private economy was still starting in a hazy way, and the employment problem was very prominent.

For many junior high school graduates, the job search path is very narrow, and the main employment channel is to go to university, become a soldier or replace their parents. As for the social recruitment of few workers, there is no way, don't even think about it.

Therefore, most of the graduates who fail the college entrance examination either sign up to repeat the next year's examination, even if they end up mixing with a secondary school, and the rest can only go home and be unemployed, waiting to take over their parents' class, this succession process is the process of the formation of some social youth.

Some people say that being idle is also idle, and it is better to go out to work, or to engage in an individual, and to do some small business to support yourself? The idea is very beautiful, but the reality is very skinny, and the reform and invigorating the economy only began in those years, and even the eastern coastal areas have only started on a pilot basis.

It is possible to engage in individualism, but not much; first, there is a problem of concept, and second, there is a process of policy orientation, or if you are bold and are not afraid of being convicted of speculation, you can do it first and then talk about it; this situation is especially true for the vast western region.

To get back to the point, the big fat man is not stunned, he has carefully touched the bottom of the people who are more demonic in the cultural compound, and the most unprovoked among Zhao Ge's gang is Da Jun, because of his two awesome brothers, followed by the little fart child of Tiedan, or because he has a second-pole brother who can't afford to play with his life, so he reluctantly let it go. The rest, one counts as one, and all of them have to be cleaned up.

After all, it was something that the children poked out, and it was far from the level of conflict between gangsters, so it was really a big fuss to ask the big brother to talk about the numbers, and the big fat man couldn't afford to lose that person. But he is not stupid enough to lead people into the cultural compound, he believes that by doing so, he will die more and live less.

But the big fat man was very unlucky, he forgot to turn over the yellow calendar when he went out, knowing that Da Jun could not be provoked, but he happened to meet Da Jun's eldest brother Da Hui at the gate of the compound.

Dahui has eaten at home for four years, waiting to take over his father's job, which is useless. The only specialty is to find trouble and fight.,From junior high school to high school.,Few defeats.。 Then in the four years of leisure time, he kept improving his fighting skills, and his name was known to the whole street, and he rarely caused a big mess, which can be regarded as a miracle after a hundred battles, because several of the first batch of people who mixed with him were squatting in the class room.

When the big fat man saw Da Hui, his face immediately trembled, and he hurriedly beckoned his companion to pretend to be passing by and leave quickly, but where could he escape Da Hui's eyes.

Last time, Dahui didn't make a move, because of the little kid's business, he was really too lazy to care, and the price dropped, since Zhao Ge was able to do it himself, then let them go. And in the area of Jiefang Road, he also knows a few moths in the micro-motor factory, and he is usually polite to him, but he can't tear his face for the little guys.

But today is different, Lao Tzu doesn't go to find trouble, but the people from your micromotor factory have bullied to the door, how many meanings do you have? The paralyzed meat head sent to the door doesn't practice his hands, so it's too special to be sorry for this fat man.

"Stop. Don't go, don't go, what about you? Da Hui picked his teeth and beckoned to the big fat man, "Did you hear me?"

That's right, you read that right, he's just one, and there are seven or eight on the other side.

The fat man and the others couldn't wipe their face and slipped away, it was too embarrassing, so they had to say hello, "Brother Hui, you called me?"

"Nonsense, isn't it? You have a lot of meat in this circle, don't you understand people?" Da Hui spit out the toothpick in his mouth, and stood in front of the fat man with a swaying eye, staring at the other party's fat with slanted eyes, and his stomach was spinning in circles.

"Uh...... What do you have to say? Brother Hui. "The fat man suffered a loss in words, and his heart was angry, but he didn't dare to really care, the other party was not good, and he was at the gate of the cultural compound, so he had to endure it.

"I don't have a cigarette to smoke, can I borrow a cigarette?"

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly took out a pack of high-quality Ximei from his pocket, took out a very attentive one and ordered it for Dahui, asking himself if the rules were done well and nothing went wrong.

"What's your name?" Dahui took a pleasant puff, and the thick smoke sprayed the fat man's face.

"Haoqiang, Liu Haoqiang. The area around Daxing Street is called me strong...... Cuong. ”

"Damn, why are you very good at mixing around Daxing Street?" Da Hui puffed out another puff of smoke, and his eyes suddenly became grim, "Do you know Da Jun?"

The fat man's face changed, and he quickly shook his head, "I don't know." ”

"Well, he's my brother. Da Hui said to himself, suddenly smiled brightly, reached out and took the cigarette from his mouth, and then raised his eyes to look around, as if looking for something, suddenly his eyes lit up and said to the fat man, "What are you hiding in your hand?"

"Nothing. The big fat man Liu Haoqiang didn't know why, he couldn't figure out what the other party wanted to do, he thought that the machete was wrapped in newspaper and hidden in his arms, and there was nothing in his hand, so he unconsciously stretched out his right hand.

This hit Dahui's arms, he smiled and pressed the cigarette butt on the other party's palm, and very viciously supported the back of the other party's hand with his other hand, the action was so fast that the fat man had no chance to react. With a sigh, a smell of burnt skin and flesh, Liu Haoqiang shook his hand in pain and jumped up, and yelled, "I'm grass!"

"Who are you so grassy?" Da Hui's face turned completely cold, he took the half of the cigarette butt in his hand, and asked Liu Haoqiang to light the cigarette again with extreme contempt.

Liu Haoqiang was shocked and angry, but he still didn't dare to attack after enduring it. But the people around him are different, even if they have heard of the fame of the black wolf, but it really has nothing to do with the two hundred and five in front of him. It was only because of the fat man's attitude just now that they endured it until now, but without such a bully, some were clamoring and scolding, and some were ready to do it, and the very impulsive one had already taken out the machete from his arms.

What you want is this effect, Da Hui, who seems to be weak, suddenly moved, but his thin body has amazing explosive power, everyone felt that his eyes were dazzled, Da Hui had jumped to the side of the guy with a machete, and the leg swing was a side kick, with a snap, his heel kicked the other party's cheeks, and his body of more than 100 catties fell to the ground in response, and he began to pump on the ground without even screaming.

Just kidding, after so many years of fighting, Dahui calls himself an athlete, and no one dares to boast that he is a first-class athlete. Whether it is a group fight or a heads-up, he has a lot of experience, using intimidation, harassment, raids and other means in different states, Dahui can be said to know it well and use it freely. often fights with the gangsters on the street next door, and he can also be comfortable in the big scenes of fifty or sixty people, not to mention the half-sized children in front of him.

Just when Liu Haoqiang and his gang were stunned, Da Hui suddenly broke off, and he didn't know where he found a bright serrated sharp knife, the knife body was a foot and two inches long, and the rough blood groove was very scary, coupled with the hideous inverted teeth at the lower part of the blade on both sides, which made people feel cold all over the body.

"Silly hangers, do you want to go up together or come one by one?" Da Hui lowered his right hand and carried the hilt of the knife, seemingly careless, but his eyes were aimed at which person, the quasi-protector shuddered.

"Brother Hui, Brother Hui, wait a minute, I didn't provoke you, why are you?" The fat man Liu Hao endured his anger and forced the scene, but he was afraid of death, on the one hand, he was afraid of the other party's fame and legs, and on the other hand, he was really frightened by the sharp knife. In his consciousness, it doesn't matter if he slashes the other party himself, but if he is slashed by this knife, he will be crippled if he doesn't die.

"Paralyzed, are you a pig? I just said that Dajun is a brother of Lao Tzu, do you have long ears?"

"But I don't know Dajun?" the fat man cried.

"I really don't know?" Dahui saw that the intimidation was basically effective, and he didn't want to make it bigger, otherwise it was really possible to completely turn against those moths in the micromotor factory. But the rules that should be established must be established, and the interest that should be collected must also be collected, and the cultural compound is not something that cats and dogs can come to talk about casually.

"I really don't know, if I lie to you, I'm a pig. ”

"Then why are you leading a bunch of people here*?"

"Passing by, really passing by. ”

"Passing by Nima, Lao Tzu is unhappy, what do you say?"

"Brother Hui, you name a road. ”

"Damn, light a cigarette for Lao Tzu, and then stretch out your pig's paws. ”

"Brother Hui, you are a strong man......"

"Order?" Da Hui glared, flipped his wrist and held the serrated knife upside down, with a great momentum of immediate outburst.

Liu Haoqiang took out the matchbox unwillingly, and sighed that he was unlucky, and when he met such an unprovoked two hundred and five, this face was really thrown home.

After Liu Haoqiang's heart-rending screams, Dahui walked through the alley with satisfaction, and went into his brother's video hall.