It's a pity that high school students are already nervous about their studies, and the city No. 1 middle school is squeezing the time so that the students don't have a time to breathe, not to mention running morning exercises from six o'clock in the morning to run morning exercises, and evening self-study to go to half past nine and ten o'clock, and the weekly rest time is only Saturday night plus Sunday morning, and classes start normally on Sunday afternoon.

The poor weak scholars just want to feel the power of the martial arts masters, but they don't have the time and energy, so they can only admire it verbally.

Maybe God thinks that high school students are not easy, recently, there is nothing in the company, and it is developing step by step, so that Su Xiaocan and them can live their high school life in peace.

Just because your own people don't bother them doesn't mean that outsiders won't bother them.

After the self-study that night, Cui Yimo rode a bicycle with Su Xiaocan, Li Jincheng, and Li Jinpeng on a bicycle and rode beside them.

It's almost ten o'clock in the evening, and people who don't want to do it now, this time is the beginning of the nightlife. At the end of the last century, there was no nightlife in the remote Yuangu City, and it was considered an unethical thing to have people on the streets at this time.

The era of scarcity of materials is also beneficial, when high school students finish their evening self-study, the street is already quiet, except for the street lamps, there are big trees on the side of the road.

Then, the four of them encountered a dozen or so people who stopped several students in front of them, as if they were setting up a barricade, and when they saw many students who were allowed to go, they all cowered and took out a few pieces of pocket money to each other.

In his previous life, Su Xiaocan was a standard good baby, and he had been living in school for three years in high school, and he had never encountered this kind of formation at all.

Did they meet someone who "collects tolls"?

Because there were still a few students in front of them who didn't leave, even if they wanted to ride quickly, they had no choice but to stop behind the remaining students.

Seeing that these students were also ready to pay for it, Cui Yimo squinted his eyes slightly, and suddenly said loudly to everyone: "Please let everyone go, it's so late, we have to go home early!"

The scene fell silent.

After that, the people on the other side suddenly burst into laughter.

One of the boys with dyed yellow hair laughed the most, and when he finished laughing, he didn't forget to pat his ass, and said to a boy in the middle: "Big brother, have you heard, we have been collecting protection money for so long, and this is the first time we have seen such a stupid fool! I don't know what we do, it's really fun!"

Among them, the person who was called the eldest brother was only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, with a cigarette in his mouth, listened to the words of the younger brother, skillfully held the cigarette between his fingers, shook his bangs, and said melancholy: "Hey, these students are too simple, so we have to tell them to clearly understand in advance what society is and what is cruel! Look, there are fewer and fewer good people like us now! At any time, it is difficult to be a good person!"

Su Xiaocan and the people in front of them all felt the pressure from the front, and felt that the atmosphere at the scene was a little tense, so they all subconsciously shrank tightly together, and moved to the side, lest the gods fight and mortals suffer.

As soon as they shrank and moved, they let Su Xiaocan and the four of them out, and became a dozen or so gangsters opposite the four of them.

Li Jincheng pushed the bicycle with one hand and whispered the number of people on the other side with the other: "One, two...... Sixteen, seventeen!"

Su Xiaocan, Cui Yimo, and Li Jinpeng all looked at Li Jincheng's movements suspiciously, how did they feel that he was a little nervous? !

Before they could ask what they thought, Li Jincheng had already put down his hand, with a cold face, and asked the gangsters opposite as calmly as possible, and said: "There are seventeen of you in total, if I guess correctly, you are the "Seventeenth National Congress" known as the underworld that dominates the city, right?!"

It is said that there were four or five people in the last senior year of high school who had graduated, and it seemed that they had already withdrawn from the club, but I didn't expect that you would act fast and form a gang of seventeen people!

Speaking of which, this may be due to the fact that since the beginning of high school two years ago, he has beaten the seventeenth convincing boss, who is now a senior in high school, Huang Yawen.

Am I right?"

After listening to Li Jincheng's introduction, Huang Yawen couldn't help but applaud for knowing so much about him: "Yes, you look at the eyes, you are a freshman, right? With this powerful eyesight, I am very optimistic about you! Just by what you just said, I particularly appreciate you! How about it, are you interested in our 17th National Congress? Would you like to arrange a position for the top three military advisors in the gang?"

The turn of events is too sudden, isn't it?!

Li Jincheng's hand holding the bicycle tightened, his pupils contracted, and he realized that tonight's events might not be good, so he observed the other party's flaws more carefully, and did not forget to reject the other party with a backbone: "I'm sorry, you're going to be disappointed! I'm not interested in your gang at all, if I want to reluctantly choose my future career, I will only be a policeman, not a good-for-nothing gangster!"

Hearing Li Jincheng's arrogance, Gangster A immediately shouted angrily: "Give shameless guy! Our boss looks up to you, who do you think you are, and you dare to pick fat and thin?! Believe it or not, we will beat you up first tonight?!"

As he spoke, several people rolled up their sleeves, ready to teach Li Jincheng a lesson.

Huang Yawen raised his hand at this time and stopped the movements of the others.

The gangster shouted a little unconvinced: "Boss!"

Huang Yawen said for a long time: "Yes, I have backbone! I like it! Talents, they are all arrogant! In ancient times, didn't Liu Bei have to look at the thatched house three times before inviting Zhuge Liang? We can also have three invitations!"

You kid, I've taken a fancy to you, and I'll say hello to you in advance!

Now, you're good to go!

However, these three friends of yours may be about to break some money and suffer a little injury!

If you become a member of our 17th National Congress, the situation will be different. Your friends are our friends of the 17th National Congress, and I can guarantee that as long as our 17th National Congress is on one day, your friends, in the first middle school of the city, and even in the Yuangu City, the people on the road will protect them as their friends.

Otherwise, the consequences ......"

Huang Yawen was ready to enjoy the wonderful picture of the four people opposite each other blaming each other, but in the end, he was completely disappointed, he didn't see anything.

In particular, the man and woman standing in the middle looked leisurely watching the excitement from beginning to end, and they never changed, as if they hadn't heard what he had just said.