"Oh, yes." Ye Zhan said to me: "Let me introduce you to him, this is Song An, from Dongji Village, and he is also a well-known figure in the third year of high school......"

Before Ye Zhan finished speaking, Song An laughed: "Okay, Ye Zhan, I used to see me as 'Brother An', but now you call me Song An directly?" After following Wang Hao, I don't know what my surname is, right? ”

Ye Zhan glanced at him and said, "Song An, sue you, if you don't sneak attack the rat tonight, I will still call you Brother An as before." But tonight, what you did was so immoral that you were not qualified to let me call you brother anymore. ”

After speaking, he followed xù and told me: "When Song An was in his second year of high school, he snatched a horse with a bastard in his third year of high school, and was chased and beaten for more than ten days, and then Su Xiaobai came out to solve this matter for him. ”

Song An's face turned red and white: "Ye Zhan, why are you mentioning this?!" Interesting? ”

"Interesting." Ye Zhan smiled: "I'm just talking to you, so that I have a general understanding of him." ”

"Hmm." I said, "So, who ordered you to attack me?" ”

Song An half sat up and said with a grin: "Who can instruct me?" Is it because I don't like you personally, have you grown up, and you still learn to be the boss? You are here, it's better for Ye Zhan to be it, people have been mixed up for at least many years, what about you? Count? I sue you, while the matter is not too big now, stop it quickly, otherwise you will suffer ...... in the future."

"Long-winded!" Ye Zhan kicked him again, this time directly in the head. Song An covered his head and panted and said, "Okay, you Ye Zhan, I'm here to help you, and you still beat me." Your kid's conscience was eaten by dogs, look at how I'll clean you up in the future......"

Thorny, too prickly, I have to clean up well.

Many senior high school students gathered in the corridor to watch, and no one came to persuade them, and it seems that Song An's popularity is not good.

I shook my head, avoided Song A, and made my way through the crowd to see Stone standing at the door of their dorm room, looking over there. I walked over and took a cigarette in my mouth, then handed him a cigarette. "Dongzi." I said, "Use your arm?" ”

"Inside, take it yourself." Dongzi had an indifferent attitude.

I took the arm force device out and carried it heavily in my hand, it was so textured. This is a 50KG grade, very thick and thick, the black spring rod glows with a unique metallic light, and it makes people feel cold in the hot summer.

I walked back to my position with my arm stick and stood in front of Song An. The hallway was silent, and anyone could guess what I was going to do.

"What are you going to do?!" Song An looked at me in horror. It's ridiculous, I know what I'm going to do......

I put my arm force in the air and aimed it at Song An's face, about two meters apart.

My face was still aching, and Song An didn't show any mercy when he slammed me with a stick.

Since Zou Yang, Li Jie, and Hong Li have been much more honest in front of me, I know that the world is still respected by the strong. If you want to become a strong person, one of the most important is that you must be ruthless when you should be ruthless.

Now, undoubtedly, the time has come to be ruthless.

A lot of juniors in high school are watching this, and I'm going to make them only have deep fear for me from now on.

The name of murder is more and more fierce, and there will always be someone to help you publicize your evil deeds.

It took a whole year for Yuchengfei to rise. As for me, it only took less than two months, although there is a lot of luck in it, and even a lot of falsehood. But my starting point is already high, and from now on, I'm going to make this murderous name real.

No one has seen me stab wheat with a knife, but this time there will be a lot of people who will see me smashing Song Ahn's head with an arm.

I still remember the moment when Yuan Shao jumped down from the wall, the knife in his hand stabbed into the lower abdomen of the wheat with lightning speed, not at all dragging mud and water, without the slightest hesitation and indecision, all but chic and majestic.

The name of the red stick is well deserved.

And I, not only want to make a white paper fan, I also want to make a red stick. I'm going to prove to everyone that I can be ruthless.

Especially, when facing the enemy.

I looked at Song An, and the light in the corridor shone on the student's face, and I could clearly see beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Doesn't it look scary for me now?

I was the same person, but I was bullied for three years in junior high school. I didn't dare to squeak after being bullied for three years, but now I beat another senior in high school in front of a group of senior high school students. Who can believe the change?

"Who instructed you to attack me?"

Song An's mouth moved, but he didn't speak. I guess he must have been holding on to a fluke.

I swung my arm wand out of my arm, and the thick black spring rod slammed into Song A's cheek. With a muffled "bang", Song An's entire body fell to the ground obliquely, and he covered his head with a scream of "whoosh", twisting in pain.

At this moment, my heart trembled, and I really wanted to throw away the arm strength rod and go to see how Song An's injury was. But I know that I can't, there are still many people looking at me, I can't let them see my weak side, I want to leave them with a fierce image of "cold-blooded and ruthless", an image of a new boss who is not inferior to the old dog at all!

"Pull him up." I said coldly.

Li Mu and Ou Jiahao were just about to run over, and I said, "Let Hu Jianmin and Dai Zude go." ”

Let them come, naturally I have a reason. Hu Jianmin and Dai Zude quickly walked over and pulled Song An up.

Song Ahn's arm was being pulled so he couldn't cover his head anymore. I could clearly see that half of Song An's cheeks were blue, and the force just now was indeed not small. Song An's whole body was trembling, looking at me with fear.

And the other three students who participated in the sneak attack on me also trembled, and all they did was bow their heads, bow their heads, and bow their heads!

Suddenly I felt that they were pitiful......

I gritted my teeth and told myself that I must not be soft-hearted! Since you have embarked on this road, you must learn to be ruthless!

This time, he was much calmer than when he slapped bricks on Hong Li's head, and it can be regarded as a great improvement.

The hallway was still quiet, and I could even feel the fearful gazes of the juniors looking at me.

In this large group of people, I really don't have a tall stature, nor a strong aura. It's just that the moment I swung out my black arm power stick, the image of "fierce" was already fixed in the hearts of those people.

"I've always been a grateful person." I said to Song An: "If others are good to me, I will be good to others; If others treat me badly, I will treat others as badly. If you picked me two sticks tonight, I plan to return you two sticks, and no one will suffer. But what about ......" The tone suddenly lowered: "If you explain who is the person behind you, this second stick can not be beaten." ”

After speaking, I raised my arm bar horizontally and aimed it at Song An's cheek, which was only two or three meters away.

My heart was trembling. That moment just now, it not only scared others, but also scared myself. Although I repeatedly told myself to be ruthless, to be ruthless, but the natural reaction of my body could not deceive me, and the sweat in my palms almost ran down my wrists, and I made great efforts to keep my hands and feet from trembling.

How many people are standing in the hallway? Anyway, there are forty or fifty people, and everyone's eyes are on me.

From the first time I cried when I hit Zou Yang with a flower pot to now I no longer tremble when I hit someone, I know that I am slowly changing, from the weak and incompetent Wang Hao in the past to the cold-blooded and ruthless Wang Hao who is now "trying". At the very least, you have to hide your weak side and show everyone the side that pretends to be cold-blooded.

I know that only in this way will others not bully me.

It's just that I don't want to be bullied by others, why is it so hard and so difficult......

"I'll count to three." I looked at Song An and said slowly: "After three strokes, if you don't say anything, the second stick will be swung." ”

I don't know if I have the courage to swing the second stick.

If, after counting three times, Song An has not said who is behind the scenes, what should I do, should I follow xù to beat him?

The arm strength is a stick, and it is much more terrifying to swing it out than to punch dozens of punches. Accidentally......

I didn't dare to think about it anymore, I was afraid that I would become weak again.

"One ......," I pronounced out in a long voice.

The hallway was silent, and I even felt that they were holding their breath deliberately, as if they were afraid of alarming the "grumpy" me.

"Second ......," I pronounced the second sound.

I waved the arm power stick in my hand, blowing some wind on Song A's cheeks like playing baseball. I've never played baseball, but I think that's how it feels. Song An's head is big, much bigger than baseball.

I rubbed my arm on Song Ahn's cheek, which must have been a painful ordeal for him.

Song An's body continued to tremble, and his eyes looked at me with a begging expression, as if he hoped that my subordinates would show mercy.

"It's tough." I laughed. My head went blank, and after I counted to three, the arm bar was about to swing out.

What are the consequences? I don't know dào. Half of Song An's face was blue after the first stick, will the second stick make half of his teeth fly out? I think it's very likely. Even more serious ones are possible......

Can't wait any longer.

"Three!" I let out a loud shout, and the arm power stick in my hand swung towards Song An's cheek!

"I say, I say!" Song An burst into tears, howling loudly, and at the same time, the floor under him was also wet, and a stench suddenly permeated.

My arm bar stopped less than a centimeter from his cheek.

Red Stick ...... It's really hard to do, in my opinion, it's much more difficult than a white paper fan. The white paper fan only needs to use yào to use my brain, and I breathe a sigh of relief in my heart. I don't have to fight Song An anymore, only I know how easy I am now.