I walked over quickly, and greeted Wang Zhuo politely, because for a long time in the future, this fat man may be my boss and employer.

"My Brother Zhuo, good morning!" I nodded at Wang Zhuo with a smile, and at the same time glanced at a few students standing next to him who didn't know whether they were sophomores or juniors, among whom there was a small flat head who was particularly familiar.

As for why we know that they are not freshmen of high school, the reason is too simple, because we just reported that they have not been issued school uniforms at all.

"I'm going, the mood is so high in the morning, what about drinking to celebrate?" As soon as I walked up to Wang Zhuo, this guy stretched out his hand and fanned his nose with a disgusted face.

"I drank with a few junior high school buddies last night! What is the drop? Today's school is on holiday? I stood guard at the door early in the morning!" I teased at Wang Zhuo, the friendship between men is very strange, some people have known each other for many years, maybe it is a general friendship, and some people may know each other for three or two days and may not have nothing to say, I think Wang Zhuo and I are probably the latter kind of friendship.

Just ate a bowl of ramen together, drank a bottle of beer, and was beaten by the way, and after a fight, I felt more cordial than buddies who had known each other for a long time.

"Let go of your sister! Don't be poor, let me introduce you, this is my brother, Xie Zeyong, the leader of the second year of high school!" After Wang Zhuo farted me, he pointed to the one standing next to him, who was not too tall and had a pair of big eyes.

"Brother Yong!" I suddenly remembered, isn't Xie Zeyong the guy I saw yesterday when I looked at the post bar in Seventeen Middle School!

Xie Zeyong just nodded his head at me, but he didn't say much, giving people a feeling that he was not good at words but was very stable.

"Brother Yong, this is the brother I told you yesterday, when his brother in Tangshan beat me, it was thanks to this buddy who helped me stop the fight, otherwise I would have been forced to fart by those dogs!" Wang Zhuo turned his back to Xie Zeyong and winked at me.

I instantly understood what the situation was, and hurriedly waved my hand pretendedly, Brother Zhuo! It's an exaggeration, I just said two fair words, and thanks to Brother Yong's name to scare Tang Dong away, he smiled at Xie Zeyong again, when he called me yesterday, the Yellow Emperor kept emphasizing that if you want to gain a firm foothold in the new school, you must do six words "Mouth should be sweet, heart ruthless"!

Xie Zeyong obviously didn't react much to my sycophancy, but after a faint glance at me, he rolled up his sleeves and spat viciously on the ground, sneering: "Tangshan is really a bit of a deception, it's obvious that his brother beat you, and he called me last night to say that you attacked his brother!

"Brother Yong, this is not blind at all! There were so many people yesterday, and my face is still swollen when I see it!" Wang Zhuo immediately pointed to his cheeks with an aggrieved face.

"Fuck off, are you fat or swollen, don't you have a little bit of pressure in your heart? You're not a good bird! Labor and management don't believe that people beat you for no reason, so it's not uncommon to say that you, and you're embarrassed to gasp!" Xie Zeyong scolded Wang Zhuo with a smile, but it can be seen that the relationship between the two is still quite iron.

"Brother Yong, you have to call the shots for me! Otherwise, how will I mess around from school in the future? How can I make money? You don't know the conditions of our family!" Wang Zhuo looked like a panda, rubbing his eyes with two hairy palms and began to sell cuteness.

"Well, let's wait for Tangshan from the school gate! Let me ask him what he wants?" Xie Zeyong nodded, took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his school uniform, lit it in his mouth and put it in his mouth, and dared to smoke so openly at the gate of the crowded school, Xie Zeyong really had no one!

Accepting the strange eyes of many students coming in and out, I actually had a feeling of special enjoyment in my heart, and even began to fantasize about when I would one day, stand at the school gate with such a sparkling pocket and a cigarette in my mouth.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, when you like to be alternative and like to be in the limelight, no matter whether it is good or bad, do something that others dare not do, this is called!

After a while, there were more than a dozen sophomore high school students around us, basically all of them were Xie Zeyong's group, and they were blocking the gate of the school, but Xie Zeyong was the only one who dared to smoke.

The time for class is getting closer and closer, and there are fewer and fewer people entering the school, and I even wonder if that Tangshan saw someone blocking him at the door and didn't dare to come out.

"Brother, isn't Tangshan a resident student, why don't we go directly to the dormitory to arrest him?" Wang Zhuo asked Xie Zeyong with a puzzled expression.

Xie Zeyong didn't say anything, and a handsome boy with a shaved head next to him explained to us with a smile that Tangshan rented a house outside and lived with several brothers who had a good relationship with him, in fact, he was no different from a day student!

"Ah Zong, the situation doesn't seem right! According to the usual time, Tangshan should have come early!" Xie Zeyong frowned, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, and glanced at the bald young man who was talking to us just now.

"Who knows if I played too much last night, which girl died! It just so happened that we did it..."The young man named Ah Zong spat disapplausively, it seemed that he had a very high status in this group, and Xie Zeyong talked to him the most in the morning, and his tone was the softest.

"It's coming!" Ah Zong said, and suddenly the words changed and he stretched out his hand to the opposite side.

I saw four or five teenagers wearing school uniforms on their bodies, clustered behind a particularly tall young man who looked like a bamboo pole, slowly walking towards the school gate.

"Brother Yong, shall I talk to Tangshan?" Ah Zong touched his big bald head, with a eager expression on his face, and it seemed that he didn't take this Tang Sect boss who was known as the most powerful in the seventeenth middle school in his eyes at all.

"Don't worry, he must have something to say to us, didn't you see Tang Shan's eyes staring at me, I'm about to breathe fire!" Xie Zeyong crooked the corners of his mouth, calmly lit a cigarette again, and quietly looked at the group of people on the opposite side who were getting closer and closer.

Finally, the group of guys, under the leadership of the "bamboo pole" young man, came over, and before Xie Zeyong could speak, the other party had already opened his mouth: "Xie Zeyong, I don't want to talk nonsense with you! Who is called Wang Zhuo, who is called Zhang Jingtian to hand it over to me, today I owe you a favor!"

The bamboo pole is very thin, about the same height as Wang Zhuo, about 1.8 meters, there is not too much cyan stubble hanging on the long chin, the eyebrows are so light that they can almost be seen, and the narrow eyes look particularly gloomy.

"Tangshan, you know about your brother beating my brother, right? Tell me how to deal with it?" Xie Zeyong didn't even bring a bamboo pole at all, and spewed smoke into his face.

"Grass mud horse, Xie Zeyong, how can you talk to our mountain brother?" Before the bamboo pole could be spoken, the two wearing school uniforms behind him were not happy for a moment, and they were about to pounce on Xie Zeyong.

"Go to Nima, who are you going to force it with!" The big bald head Ah Zong kicked one guy in the stomach after another, and at the same time threw his arm down the neck of another student and threw the other party into a dog and, his movements were like a martial arts star.

"Xie Zeyong, do you want to start a war with my Tang Sect?" Bamboo Pole looked at Ah Zong's chic performance coldly, sneered and took half a step back, looking cautiously at our side.

At this moment, there are at least fifteen people on our side, and there are only five people on the other side of the bamboo pole, including the two who were Ko by Ah Zong, so it is already clear at a glance that there is no need to fight!

"Just do it! Lao Tzu will put you in the hospital first today! Xie Zeyong was also a violent temper, and as soon as the bamboo pole finished speaking, he waved his arm and rushed towards the bamboo pole first.

The ratio of three to one, there is almost no suspense, and in an instant, a group of people in Tangshan were killed, and three or four people kicked and kicked at one of them, "Fuck... Exercise... ...", the sound is endless!

At this moment, only Xie Zeyong was left on the field and was still supporting while retreating, but he had been hit several times on his body and face, Xie Zeyong looked quite thin, but he was really unambiguous when he moved his hands, and smashed his fist on Tangshan's chest, followed by it like a small tank, and fired a bow left and right at Tangshan, not to say that Tangshan was weak, but Xie Zeyong attacked too fiercely, and there was also a clear practitioner Ah Zong beside him.

Seeing that Ah Zong hooked his foot to Tang Shan's chin and kicked Tang Shan down, Xie Zeyong and Ah Zong ran over and raised their legs and stomped on Tang Shan's body, and the battle was about to end, and a crisp sound of "jingle bell..." came from behind him.

I saw a young man with long hair and a white shirt riding a bicycle, "Jingle bell...", plucking the bell, and the expressionless bicycle slowly shook over.