Chapter 207: I've Got Enough
I got up early the next morning, like a madman who didn't want to die, and ran 3,200 meters in one go.
The whole person almost turned his back on his breath, and fell on the artificial turf in the middle of the runway like a waste, and he didn't want to move his fingers.
I pressed my right arm against my forehead and smiled wryly.
With my physical fitness, I still want to break through the protection of the Hong madman and kill Duan Feihu?
If you encounter it again, I'm afraid that under Duan Feihu's "key care", you will have to give your life to death!
Fu Longxing and they carried a weight of seventy pounds, and a cross-country of 5,000 meters was as common as eating and drinking.
I'm just running a plastic playground without any obstacles, zero weight, and 3,200 meters is enough to choke!
Inexplicably, I immediately thought of Duan Feihu wanting to see the signatory of the surgical order.
I realized it later, he actually suspected the news given by Wang Jingyu, right?
If he really thinks of the fox as a panda, there is definitely no need to test it again.
Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a sense of crisis in my heart, sat up straight on the ground, and cold sweat flowed out.
I hurriedly called Wang Jianing and asked her about Wang Jingyu's situation.
She told me that Wang Jingyu had returned to his hometown of Leshan. She met a friend in Leshan and simply arranged a job for him.
That's when I breathed a sigh of relief and thanked me vigorously.
After hanging up, I felt tired.
Huanhuan is right, I'm obviously just a student. But wandering between two identities, experiencing deceit, witnessing the shadow of swords and swords, and parting with life and death, I feel that it is no longer sustainable.
Really... It's so tiring!
But I know I can't be discouraged, and I definitely can't let go of the string in my heart.
I have to hold on, not only to survive, but also to avenge Meng Xue.
With this thought in mind, I slammed myself up and went to breakfast.
After eating, I went straight back to my dorm, picked up the book I had borrowed from the library, and read it carefully.
The three pen-busting roommates slept until noon and woke up, and seeing me reading was like seeing the sun coming out of the west.
"Hey, I'm not mistaken, Brother Reed is reading?"
"I'm laughing to death, who will pretend to be a good student and a good baby?"
"I'll take a look, I'm afraid it's "Golden Vase Plum" that I'm watching. β
They were weird, and seemed to think that they had told some funny jokes, and laughed.
I suddenly felt rather indifferent, and just gave them a cold look.
It may be that they have experienced too much, their mentality is different, and they suddenly feel that their behavior is very childish and funny.
The head of the room was suddenly upset and pushed me: "What kind of eyes are you, dare to stare at us, right?"
I threw the book down the table and stood up with a smile.
At this moment, I felt like a grumpy brother possessed me.
Duan Feihu felt that I was a bully, and shouted at me to kill, even killing Meng Xue without blinking an eyelid.
Okay, I'll admit it. I'm not as big as your fist now, and I deserve to step on a horse.
But what kind of stuff are these three pen-smashing roommates, Lao Tzu is really used to it, do they deserve these crimes?
I think Meng Xue's incident really hit me mentally hard, making me feel very useless, and the people around me can't protect me.
At this moment, my roommate's provocation almost poked at my pain, making me almost angry.
Without any warning, I slammed the stool and smashed it at him: "Am I used to you and give you face?!"
The head of the room screamed, and I stumbled and scolded "Nima".
The three roommates rushed at me at once, knocked me to the ground, and the stool slammed into the floor with a loud noise.
I felt that the whole person was violent, and I slammed myself up, grabbed the pen on the table, and pulled the cap of the pen open.
"You step on the horse and give Lao Tzu a yin and yang weirdness?!" I stabbed the sharp tip of my pen into the head of the chamber's arm.
In the midst of his miserable howl, I ignored the punches and kicks of the other two, pulled out my pen and plunged into his shoulder again!
I don't know what kind of ink the pen used to use it, but when it came out, it was a bright red, dripping like red ink.
The three pen-bad roommates bullied the soft and were afraid of the hard, and they were completely scared stupid.
"Lin Fei, are you crazy about stepping on a horse?!" The head of the room was so inwardly stunned that I could hear the horror in his voice.
"Yes, Lao Tzu is crazy!"
"Isn't it that Lao Tzu is usually too talkative, which makes you feel like a bully?" I gritted my teeth and clenched the tip of my pen against the major artery in his neck.
The head of the room trembled, completely frightened, and his voice was trembling: "Lin... Lin Fei, I have something to say. β
A roommate next to him also panicked: "Lin Fei, don't mess around, you will go to jail if you stab something." β
I spat and looked at him gloomily: "Do you think Lao Tzu is afraid?"
"I don't want to say anything else, from today on, I am the boss of this dormitory. β
"You can disobey me, or you can work against me. β
"But hear clearlyβ"
I smiled ferociously, feeling that the whole person was extremely manic: "If you have the ability, you will kill me, otherwise the days will be long in the future, and I will have time to play slowly with you." β
One of the roommates swallowed and muttered, "Neurotic." β
I ignored him, but looked at the head of the room with a smile: "Do you accept it?"
The head of the room was silent, and his face was cloudy.
The tip of the pen in my hand pierced his chest hard, and I directly "snapped" and gave him a slap: "Lao Tzu asked you if you were convinced by stepping on the horse?!"
The head of the room screamed in pain, and even cried: "Serve, Brother Fei, I obey, you are the boss!
I gave him a disdainful look and cursed. This is only a pen tip of two or three centimeters, and it is 108,000 miles away from the opening of the mountain, which scares you out?
It's really fucking funny, Lao Tzu put on a mask, they didn't dare to take a second look, and when they took off their masks, they were bullied by this kind of thing?
"What about you?" I said, looking at the other two roommates.
With someone setting a precedent, the two roommates seemed to feel that there were steps down, and they agreed to come down after looking at each other.
I also stood up and said with a smile: "If today's incident spreads, I don't care who said it, I will ask you to play slowly one by one, do you understand?"
The three of them nodded submissively, promising not to say anything.
One roommate took the head of the room to the infirmary, and the other handed me a cigarette with a sad face, smiling more ugly than crying: "Brother Fei, smoke." β
I reassuringly asked him to light a cigarette for me, took a deep breath, and exhaled a few smokes.
Refreshing.
The one who stepped on the horse was a vicious one.
"I see. I flicked the ash of my cigarette and suddenly grinned.
"Huh?" the roommate looked at me confusedly.
If the identity of the panda is going to be revealed sooner or later, then I might as well let everyone recognize one thing.
I don't need to be a panda, and I, Lin Fei, am not a roadside wild dog that anyone can kick.
I've had enough of this kind of shit, don't fuck anyone who wants to continue to bully me on weekdays, even if it's Li Xiaoyun!