The three boys took Song Ci and the three of them to the vicinity of their middle school.

Song Ci really didn't guess wrong, these three boys were indeed freshmen in high school, because they didn't study well in junior high school, so they didn't do well in the high school entrance examination, and they naturally didn't study in a good high school.

This high school is the most chaotic high school in Yecheng, the territory of ruffians and hooligans, especially those gangsters in society, who like to accept younger brothers in this high school, and then let these younger brothers collect protection money in the school or in the store near the school, if anyone dares not to pay, or resists, they will find someone to beat them.

This so-called Brother Wolf is the leader of these people, a thirtie-year-old gangster, who leads a group of his subordinates to rob houses all day long, and he was not active near this school before, I don't know why he has reached out here in the past six months.

Many students at the school and some nearby shopkeepers have been affected.

Song Ci saw a group of tattooed young people at the door of a milk tea shop from a distance, and when he got closer, he realized that the so-called wolf brother was eating and drinking in this milk tea shop, and the owner of the milk tea shop was also very helpless, although he was not convinced, he could only eat and drink.

"Boss, serve a few more of your snacks." Brother Wolf sat on the sofa, picked his teeth with a toothpick in one hand, put the other hand on the backrest, shook his legs, and shouted to the owner of the bubble tea shop.

The boss's face was a little ugly, but he was also very helpless, so he could only obediently go to the back kitchen to prepare snacks for them.

Song Ci walked into the milk tea shop, sat down in front of Brother Wolf, glanced at a few plates of snacks on the table, picked up a piece of French fries and took a bite, and nodded: "Well, it tastes good." ”

Brother Wolf and several tattooed youths next to him looked at Song Ci in surprise, and they didn't react for a while.

"Hey, who are you!" A tattooed young man stepped forward and raised his hand to push Song Ci.

But Song Ci grabbed his wrist with his backhand, twisted it hard and buckled it on the table, and swept towards the tattooed young man with cold eyes: "Brother, pay attention to your claws, I don't like others to touch me." ”

"Ahhhh The man was hurt by Song Ci, his face twisted, and he shouted loudly.

Seeing this, the others surrounded him, and Song Ci glanced at the others again: "Don't move, otherwise his arm will be useless." ”

Brother Wolf squinted slightly, stared at Song Ci for a long time, then raised his hand and waved, and then motioned for the others to retreat.

"This little girl, is there any misunderstanding between us?" Brother Wolf said.

Song Ci let go of the tattooed man's hand, leaned back on the chair, looked at Brother Wolf, and said, "Misunderstanding? There was no misunderstanding between us. ”

"It's called Brother Wolf, isn't it?" Song Ci looked at Brother Wolf, pointed at himself with his thumb, and said, "This school, the shops around here are all covered by me, and you are collecting protection money here, isn't it just a slap in the face of your resignation?" Do you think we have a holiday, or a misunderstanding? ”

"You?" Brother Wolf looked Song Ci up and down, in his opinion, Song Ci was a yellow-haired girl who had not dried up, where would he put it in his eyes.

Brother Wolf said funny: "Little girl, I advise you to go home and drink milk, this time, brother, I won't care about you." ”

After saying that, Brother Wolf laughed twice, and the others also laughed, as if they took Song Ci as a joke.

"We haven't heard of the name of the resignation, I don't think you want to live anymore." Luo Qingran stepped forward, slapped his hands on the table, and glared at Brother Wolf.

The corners of Song Ci's mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at Luo Qingran.

Little sister, you are really not afraid of death!