Chapter 102: The school bully who is weakly exploding

Song Baojun took out a Heshui brand cigarette from his trouser pocket and put it in his mouth, lit it for himself, slowly puffed out two thick smokes through his nostrils, and said, "Have you taken it?"

Without waiting for Long Ya to reply, he continued to slap his mouth for the third time: "I see that you are not convinced at all, so let's see if your mouth is hard or my hand is hard." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Several slaps in a row made Long Ya's cheeks swell high, and the two caries teeth in the gums were crumbling. Ma Guodong and a few people stayed on the side, like earth.

Song Baojun found that his palm was stained with vomit from the corner of Long Ya's mouth, and he was a little nauseous for a while, so he simply threw him on the ground, raised his foot and kicked it on his head and face, ribs, lower abdomen and other parts. And the upper body has to put one hand in the pocket, the other hand holds the cigarette butt, the hooligan posture is full, and the ruffian looks like he is bare-chested and radiates out.

glanced at everyone, and shouted with Feng Xiao's momentum when he first appeared in the movie "Kung Fu": "There is - who - !"

Ma Guodong was cold from his head to the bottom of his heart, his hands and feet seemed to be tightly bound by an invisible rope, and he couldn't lift it even a bit. I didn't expect Song Baojun to hide so deeply, who knew that he was so perverted before? Perverted enough that he could be described as "I'm even afraid of myself when I'm angry."

Even famous baseball players such as Dong Changhe couldn't survive five seconds under Song Baojun's violent personality, and Long Ya was even more unbearable.

There was a thumping sound under the hard-soled leather shoes, and Long Ya rolled back and forth, without the power to fight back. Kicking from the door of the dormitory to the middle until he was stuck on the table, Song Baojun's physical exertion was so great that he couldn't help but panting.

He took a puff of his cigarette, looked at the boys who were silent, and said, "Who will tell me where the IOU is? Where is the money scammed? Where is the compensation for our mental damages? Who participated in the collective fraud last night?"

swept everyone's eyes one by one, pointed at Ma Guodong and said: "Don't look at me with innocent eyes, stand up and honestly explain the problem and save it." ā€

Ma Guodong didn't dare not respond, halfway through his daughter-in-law-like appearance, Song Baojun rushed over and kicked with his foot: "You ****** grinding, haven't you eaten milk today?"

At this time, Song Baojun was already at the end of his crossbow, his adrenaline began to drop, and he didn't have much strength on his feet, Ma Guodong dodged and hurriedly dodged. He had already been frightened, how could he think of the difference, and begged: "Ah Jun, actually, in fact, it was Long Ya who asked us to partner with Tan Qingkai, he is the mastermind, and we are only accomplices at most." ā€

"Do you know now that it's serious?"

"Yes, yes. ā€

Song Baojun used the action of smoking to hide his weakness, and said with slanted eyes: "Tan Qingkai is my brother of Song someone, you guys are me." If there is any misery in the future, Lao Tzu told you that you will not be able to get along in Chazhou University. In the past, others used to use this sentence to intimidate him, but now finally feng shui takes turns, and it is his turn to intimidate others.

Tan Qingkai burst into his head, and a wave of emotion soared, and he couldn't say anything in his heart, he felt that something rushed out of his chest.

It was at this moment that Tan Qingkai became Song Baojun's loyal lackey all his life, and he never changed his determination in his life. Even in the most difficult stage and the most stormy moment of Song Baojun in the future, he never gave up his loyalty to his military brother.

"Yes, yes, yes. Ma Guodong, Guo Jun, and Zhou Xiang nodded at the same time.

Song Baojun pointed at Ma Guodong and said, "Remember, from today onwards, the second grade of ancient literature in the Chinese Department of Chazhou University will be decided by me, Song Baojun!"

The grizzled Long Ya took out an IOU written on A4 paper and handed it over, although he did not speak, but this act was already a sign of surrender.

Song Baojun didn't look at it, he held a cigarette butt and faced the ceiling, and said lightly: "I'll forgive you if you eat it." ā€

"Brush!" Long Ya was expressionless, tearing off a piece of paper and stuffing it into his mouth and chewing slowly, his fingers shaking.

Ma Guodong and the others all felt creepy, ******This Song Baojun is too terrifying! I knew this earlier, who would dare to offend him! And that Deng Yanlin shrank under the table and remembered, and then moved his ass inside.

Song Baojun threw away the cigarette butt after smoking a cigarette, and felt it in his trouser pocket to smoke another cigarette. Ma Guodong saw the opportunity quickly, and hurriedly turned out a box of 35 yuan of "Rose King" cigarettes under the pillow of a bunk in the back, respectfully offered them with both hands, and said with a smile: "Song, Ajun, Brother Jun, smoke this." ā€

Song Baojun's violent personality has slowly subsided, and the philosophical personality has regained its possession. But the current situation is complicated, and I don't dare to make any mistakes, so I quickly let the obscene personality who likes to pretend come out and play a role. If you talk about scaring others, it is the best trick of obscene personality.

Unceremoniously accepted the cigarette and said, "I like this cigarette, you can get two tomorrow and put it on my bed." ā€

"Yes, yes. Ma Guodong felt that Long Ya used to call himself the school bully, and he was weaker than Brother Jun.

Long Ya finished eating the piece of paper, and his face was whiter than paper. Song Baojun said: "What about the money you defrauded, how many times do you want me to ask?"

Deng Yanlin finally got out of the bottom of the table, put a stack of banknotes on the table, hung his head and whispered: "I spent three hundred and twenty yuan on a dinner at noon today, and there are more than three thousand nine hundred here." ā€

"If you spend as much as you want, you will make up for it out of your own pocket, do you want me to teach you?" Song Baojun couldn't help but say that he raised his hand and gave him a big mouth.

Deng Yanlin covered his face, so he had to take out his wallet from the other pocket, and just as he counted it, Song Baojun snatched it with his hand, and took out about seven or eight hundred yuan in it, and threw the remaining empty wallet back to him, saying: "You also want to bargain with Lao Tzu?" ā€

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, as if the condemned prisoner had just sat in the electric chair and was about to be executed when someone rushed in to say that there was a power outage today.

Unexpectedly, Song Baojun said again: "In the future, everyone will pay 500 yuan a month for protection, don't blame me for not informing you in advance." ā€

"Huh, isn't it?" Ma Guodong and the others were sweating profusely.

"After paying the protection money, tell me if anything happens, and I will provide you with protection. Song Baojun looked around and said, "Whoever has an opinion is better to put it forward immediately, if there is any trouble in the future, unless you don't want to study at Chazhou University." ā€

"I—I have a problem. Deng Yanlin raised his hand timidly and said, "I, I've been nervous lately, can you give a little less?"

"You pay eight hundred a month from now on. Song Baojun smoked hard, and his eyes were full of fierceness: "Who still has doubts?"