Chapter 21 Wang Peng of the gun

The matter is very simple, in Wang Peng's words, it can be summed up in three sentences.

When I went to the toilet, I saw a girl slapping a boy, and the boy seemed to want to do it; I walked over and looked at it, and found that the girl was a little familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere; The boy didn't even dare to speak, and walked away.

Can this be called a problem?

Wang Peng didn't even say a word from beginning to end, just leaned over and looked at it twice, but he innocently went to the gun and became the girl's backer.

No wonder Wang Peng couldn't remember this kind of thing, he followed Zhang Qi for half a semester, and the concept of trouble in this guy's mind was that dozens of people rushed up to cut each other, and there was nothing else.

Something like this doesn't last in his brain for a day or a night.

"Do you remember what that girl looked like?" Zhang Qi frowned, he didn't expect Wang Peng to tell what the girl's name was.

"That girl ......" scratched his head, and Wang Peng shook his head with an expression of embarrassment for me.

"I knew that the girl seemed to be a freshman in high school, and the school uniform was blue."

Wang Peng finally gave a useful piece of information.

The school uniform of Zhongshan No. 1 High School is divided into three colors, the first year of high school students are blue, the second year of high school is red, and Zhang Qi's third year of high school is purple.

"Could it be Yang Xue?" Zhang Qi immediately came up with such an idea.

Wang Peng can look at a familiar girl, and she is a freshman girl in high school, and nine times out of ten, Yang Xue didn't run away.

After all, the first and third years of high school were not on the first floor, and Yang Xue waited for him at the door of the class several times.

The most important thing is that those who dare to slap boys, I'm afraid that few girls have done it except Yang Xue.

As soon as the idea came to mind, Zhang Qi hesitated whether to send a message to Yang Xue, but after hesitating for a while, he still didn't send it.

This girl is so reckless, and it doesn't seem like telling herself that tone is necessary for her to suffer a little loss and long memory.

"Do you know who Lu Dao is?" Wang Peng immediately saw Zhang Qi's thoughts.

It's not that this dead fat man has a strong ability to read words and feelings, but that the little girl in the first year of high school looks really good.

Through Wang Peng's understanding of Zhang Qi, as long as this girl is a beautiful girl, she definitely has a leg.

"I probably know who Lu Dao is, but you seem to have been shot." Nodding, Zhang Qi couldn't help but grin at the corners of his mouth, looked at Wang Peng and said.

"I'm shooting? What guns do I have? Scratching his head in surprise, Wang Peng asked with a puzzled expression.

He didn't steal or rob, but he just looked at where the divine actually slapped the boy's big mouth, and this can still be a gun?

"I just heard at the door that someone was trying to trouble that girl, and the piggybacker seemed to be going to beat you up." Zhang Qi's voice was very soft, but the fat on Wang Peng's face trembled obviously.

He is not as round and forbidden to beat as before, and he has lost nearly twenty pounds of meat in his relationship with Wang Fang, and if he is beaten again, he will definitely punch to the bones, and it will not hurt to death.

What's more, this girl obviously has something to do with Zhang Qi, and she was beaten in the past.

With a wave of his hand, Wang Peng's head shook like a rattle.

"Fatty, it's not for you to shake your head, people are going to settle accounts with you by name, and now is the time when you are needed." Zhang Qiqiang couldn't help but say with a smile in his heart.

"Leader, let's not bring such a cheat."

Wang Peng naturally knew that Zhang Qi would not let him go, but he still took Zhang Qi's hand with an affectionate expression.

"The party and the people will remember you, martyr Wang Peng." Zhang Qi couldn't help but be happy, and Wang Peng also patted Zhang Qi's shoulder, and the fat on his face was piled together.

"When did you hook up with a high school girl, and you did it at the age of sixteen?" Talking about serious things, Wang Peng looked at Zhang Qi and couldn't help but smile, rubbed his hands and asked softly.

"It's just an ordinary friend, you and I are like a beast like you? Before graduating from high school, you won't let go of other little girls? I wonder if you're sex-starved. Pouting, Zhang Qi looked at Wang Peng with disdain.

And Wang Peng smiled ambiguously at Zhang Qi, not a little ashamed but smug on his face.

Of course, if this dead fat man knows that Zhang Qi just broke a girl last night, and he can still talk about him without shame, I'm afraid his eyes will be able to pop out.

"You can act when you see the opportunity in a while, I see that the situation will pass, that girl's temper is too big, and she should suffer a loss." Coughing, Zhang Qi glanced at the time and motioned for Wang Peng to go up and pack his schoolbag first.

There are less than twenty minutes left before school, and I'm afraid Yang Xue will be blocked at the school gate first.

It stands to reason that the end of school in the third year of high school is late, but now that the final exam is approaching, all the teachers are in class, and the end time of the three grades of high school is not much different.

After solving the problem of his metabolism in the toilet, Zhang Qi heard the pleasant music of the school as soon as he came out, and walked out of the school gate for the first time, and looked at a few young people in the distance.

Throwing down the cigarette butt in their mouths in the same way, and then walking from their occupied territory to the school gate, several young people were all gearing up and sneering.

Obviously, these young people are ready to beat Wang Peng up.

Zhang Qi didn't make any extra movements, standing as if passer-by A was waiting to pick up the child, without attracting attention at all, and soon the first figure in the school appeared.

A high school boy who is only about 1.6 meters tall, has a face full of pimples with excessive hormone secretion, and he even looks like he has a fight with physical education teacher Zhao Quan.

The expression of the thief's eyebrows and rat eyes looked like that of a lewd ruffian, with a deviation on his head, as if he had not washed it in a month.

"Eh, you're here, two hundred per person, and you'll listen to me for a while." With a little excitement in his voice, the boy took out a handful of red banknotes from his pocket, divided two of them, and then laughed twice.

"No problem, from now on you will be Brother Jie, don't worry, Brother Jie." The young man, who was as diligent as spitting like a pipe before, grinned, kicked two hundred yuan in his trouser pocket and said.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, we'll go sing together tomorrow night after the matter is settled, and then call a few sisters to go together." The boy waved his hand and spoke decently.

"Yo, okay, Brother Jie, then we'll follow you in the future, and have a chance to let your new dad introduce us to a few Japanese girls to try." With a strange grin, a young man on the side said jokingly.

"It's all a trivial matter, let's not talk about it, that girl has come out, let's go over and stop her directly." Just as he was about to say a few words, the face of the freshman boy called Brother Jie changed, and he immediately saw a girl with a ponytail walking out at the door of the teaching building.

The young face, step by step, walked to the school gate with a mobile phone, but as he saw Jiezi's figure, his originally smiling expression turned into disgust in the blink of an eye.