What if there are no inhibitors?

——I am a friend of Brother Sheng, and he really lost contact with Song Zhiwei later.

——Are you the roundworm in his stomach?Did you know someone else wasn't in touch?

——Everyone in our No. [-] Middle School knows that Brother Sheng's friend gave him a watch worth more than [-] yuan. No one in No. [-] Middle School has the strength to afford this, and only Song Zhiwei can afford it.

——Don't listen to the wind and rain upstairs, He Shengze doesn't have any other rich friends, right?

Things got louder and hotter, and half of the people said with certainty that Song Zhiwei was txl, and there were so many evidences in the building.Half of the people said that the host was spreading rumors, and they also said that other people in the building were stalking.

It is related to the influential figures of the two schools. If there is nothing to do, I will bring Song Zhiwei's friend: Han Lu.

The trio's Dog Blood Crematorium is everyone's favourite.

As a result, more and more people eat melons, and even people from other middle schools in Nanhuai City came here after hearing the news.

——What, I heard that the number one in the city is txl?

——Oh, it's his friend.

——What, his friend is so good-looking?

——I followed this post.

Among them, the swearing-talking landlord was the most powerful, as if he planned the big news that affected the high schools in the city, and he was the same as You Rongyan.

Belittle Song Zhiwei from time to time to find a sense of existence.

Obviously, even if he hid behind the keyboard with a Sanwu trumpet, he was still afraid of Han Lu and He Shengze.

Replied comments are still rising geometrically.

Song Zhiwei understood that some people said he was gay.

He does not discriminate against this sexual orientation.And this seems to be a problem left by the original owner, but he doesn't blame the original owner.

He blames the person who posted it.

He called Jian Chao back, but before he could speak, Jian Chao asked him anxiously: "Have you finished watching?"

"Ah."

"Then what do you think of homosexuality?"

"No idea."

"What's an opinion without any opinion?"

"It's the kind of thing that other people like to do." Song Zhiwei said: "Don't care if you see it or not, let's talk about the business first."

"Oh good."

Song Zhiwei glanced at the post bar building that kept replying on the computer screen: "This landlord is still replying to others, do you know how to check his ip?"

"I know, I know. Don't worry about leaving this matter to me." Jian Chao said, "I've been dealing with this matter just now. He's in an Internet cafe two streets away from our school."

"What is your name?"

"xxx. It's not easy to find." There was a sound of closing the door: "I'll go with you."

By the way, let's watch Song Zhiwei beat someone up. The last time it was too far away and it was night, I couldn't see clearly.

"Thank you then."

Jian Chao said smoothly: "Call Han Lu."

Song Zhiwei froze for a moment: "What are you calling him for?"

Jian Chao yelled: "Since when did you become a lone ranger?"

Song Zhiwei: "I can be a lone ranger at any time."

Two 10 minutes later—

Song Zhiwei met Jian Chao at the door, and Jian Chao was still holding a mini notebook in his hand.

He yelled at Song Zhiwei: "I, I can be precise in which row."

Song Zhiwei gave a thumbs up: "Excellent."

Jian Chao looked behind him suspiciously: "Han Lu really didn't come with him? He's not loyal enough."

"I didn't tell him."

"What, did you two quarrel?"

"Are you looking for a fight?"

"Hey, okay." Jian Chao diverted his attention: "At table 72."

Hearing the words, Song Zhiwei rushed into the Internet cafe, followed row after row to search, and locked on table 72 after a while.

The owner of this table wears a pair of yellow shoes and is of medium height.

Song Zhiwei walked behind him silently.

This person was still immersed in the excitement that the gathering of more than a thousand people was planned by him alone.

The clatter of the keyboard.

——Look at Song Zhiwei, that bitch is not a normal person either.

- He is not txl I eat shit.

Very good, there is a wrong and a debt.

Song Zhiwei walked over, and clasped the opponent's desktop with his beautiful knuckles: "Come out, I have something to talk to you about."

Xiao Huang was so frightened that he shook his body and shrank his neck. He turned his head and saw Song Zhiwei. He was not very scared at once, but he saw Jian Chao behind Song Zhiwei.

Not necessarily two people.

He wanted to call the network administrator to come over.Just opened my mouth...

Song Zhiwei twisted his neck, with a faint smile: "Although you call someone, today is over for now, and you will never get through it in the future."

His tone is very flat, but it is this flat self-confidence that makes people feel cold for no reason.

Jian Chao took a breath, "Hiss".Song Zhiwei was so fierce, he couldn't be a real gangster, he thought of another influential figure in this post, this He Shengze happened to be the gangster boss of No. [-] Middle School.

Why do I somehow feel that his brother is a bit green.

Xiao Huang was inexplicably frightened by Song Zhiwei's aura, and stopped his hand.

Follow Song Zhiwei obediently out of the Internet cafe.

The sun is shining outside and the air is fresh.After staying in an Internet cafe all afternoon and typing on the keyboard all afternoon, my brain finally came to life.

Xiao Huang thought: just now it must be because I have a guilty conscience.Song Zhiwei had nothing to be afraid of, he was just a quail.It's just that Jian Chao is not very talkative, this person is Han Lu's friend...

Song Zhiwei looked left and right, and found the alley in the next street. There was no one in the alley, and Jian Chao was behind to prevent Xiao Huang from running away.

Song Zhiwei nodded his chin: "Stand over."

Xiao Huang was a little foolish for a moment: "You don't need to go online like this, do you? I'll come out with you, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Song Zhiwei twisted Xiao Huang's wrist with one hand and turned it around, Xiao Huang knelt down fiercely, with his whole hand folded at an anti-human angle.

"Ahhh-"

The shouts were loud.

Jian Chao was afraid that people outside would come in and watch, thinking they had done something illegal.

"This hand likes typing on the keyboard, doesn't it?"

"No, no, ahhh——" Xiao Huang wanted to save his hand, but half of his body was in pain, and he lost all strength from being pumped.

"You like spreading rumors, don't you? I'll treat your problems."

"I was wrong, brother! Brother Song!" Xiao Huang wanted to roll all over the floor in pain, but Song Zhiwei's hands were like big pliers, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

Xiao Huang's back was chilled, sweat was breaking out on his forehead, he felt real fear, and screamed shrilly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Du Xu told me these things, and my two friends also participated in it."

"Don't worry, take your time one by one." Song Zhiwei said, "Do you think this kind of thing should be handled by the school? Or should we keep it private?"

"It's private." Xiao Huang begged.

"That's fine, if you do three things, it's over. The first thing is that our class will take turns cleaning the toilets next week, and only a few of you will go. Second, after the national flag is hoisted on the next Monday, the teacher tells us to end the class." But before everyone leaves, if you want to yell 'I'm a disgusting ugly ghost', you must yell so that everyone can hear. As for the third... I haven't figured it out yet."

Xiao Huang hesitated.

Song Zhiwei said with a light smile, "I respect your opinion."

After dealing with Xiao Huang's matter temporarily, Jian Chao exclaimed: "Song Zhiwei, please read the post."