After the evening self-study, I went back to the dormitory with the mouse. I sat on the edge of the bed, twisting the steel pipe in my hand, and waited quietly.

The rat was watching me, and I knew he wouldn't be on it. First of all, if you don't talk about the relationship problem, he doesn't dare to dare if he has the guts.

I understand him, he is a good student, loves to learn, and loves to play.

But playing and mixing are two completely different concepts, and rats obviously belong to the kind that loves to play.

"Mouse, you go out at the door first, don't stay in the dormitory. When they come, you go and call Brother Peng and them, so that you won't be able to get out of the accident when you don't have an accident. You know what?"

The mouse looked at me and nodded heavily, "Well, don't worry, Brother Feng!

I think it's good for him that the rat can do that.

The rat went out, and I sat alone in the dorm room, while everyone else was busy. Speaking from the heart, at that time, I didn't look down on these people too much, I always felt that the people who would have a great future in the future were those who were mixed up, and it was impossible for them to be people who read like a fool all day long.

Later the facts told me that I was wrong at that time.

Each society has its own strengths.

Soon, there was a rush of footsteps outside.

Here they come, here they come.

I stood up, calmly straightened my clothes, and took a deep breath. Stand quietly in the dormitory and wait.

In this case, I can't leave the dormitory. Outside the dormitory was a relatively wide courtyard, which was empty, and if I had chosen to fight there, I would have suffered a terrible death from the enemy. But the cramped dorms are different, and although there are many of them, there are not many who can actually attack me.

"Bang, bang, bang!" There was a rush of kicking outside, "Boy, open the door! Open the door! Get out of here!"

I didn't make a sound, but the steel pipe in my hand was grabbed tighter and tighter, endure, endure, and leave enough time for the mouse and Brother Peng......

"Damn, if you don't open the door again, I'm going to fucking kick your door to pieces today!

With my previous character, I think I couldn't bear it a long time ago, but at this moment I have to endure, I have to endure!

"Ahh

I guessed that Brother Peng and they were coming, I slammed the door open, Coke was still standing at the door, and was about to kick the door, but he kicked in the air, lost his center of gravity all of a sudden, and fell backwards.

Anger, complete anger, endured for too long, at the age of the flesh and blood, I can't care so much anymore.

I stepped forward and lifted the pole and smashed it against Coke's head, which dodged to the side.

I kicked Cola the thigh again, and kicked Cola hard in the stomach with the other foot. "Ahh

Brother Peng, there were seven or eight people here, and almost all of them in the dormitory were dispatched, and they were all scooping steel pipes and the like. ・

There are probably less than fifteen people who came, and the guys in their hands are also all sorts, such as wooden sticks, steel pipes, iron bars, stool legs, and messy.

When I was in middle school, there was a slight difference in age, which was obvious from the figure.

Brother Peng, they stood in the crowd, like giants, they were all 1.7 to 1.8 meters tall, and our general height was around 1.5 to 1.6 meters.

The people of Coke suddenly became so vulnerable in front of the Peng brothers, and it can even be exaggerated to say, one kick, one punch.

Later, when I was in high school, I also helped my junior high school brother fight once, and I finally experienced the feeling at that time. It's like a child fighting with an adult, if I had to put it in words, it's just four words: vulnerable!

Cola tried to get up, I stomped on his legs, and the steel pipe kept whipping on him!

He couldn't do anything but dodge.

This battle is undoubtedly the most funny.

I've only been fighting Coke for two rounds, so theoretically there should be a lot of Coke's companions attacking me. But I was there unharmed, and continued to abuse Coke. Unobstructed.

I turned my head and looked, oh my God! I think it would not take more than one minute, and seven or eight people would have knocked more than a dozen of each other to the ground, crying for dad and mother. At that time, this speed was really unbelievable! But now that I think about it, it seems to be perfectly normal. Normal, gray is normal!

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