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"Why are you looking for us? We don't seem to have any enmity with you." You Ling took a step back calmly, looking for a breakthrough, but all the places where he could run were surrounded.

"The one next to you has an enmity with us. As for you, blame yourself for being careless in making friends." Huang Mao took a few steps forward, and the steel pipe dragged on the ground making harsh noises.

Fu Shiqi stepped forward and blocked You Ling completely behind him, and said in a deep voice, "I don't even know you, so how could I have a grudge against you?"

He had a gloomy face and looked like a bluff.

"You don't know me?" Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly changed his face, raised the steel pipe and knocked on the ground forcefully, and said fiercely: "You just robbed my horse last week, now tell me you don't know me." Know me? It seems that you don't pay attention to me, the boss of the thirteenth middle school!"

You Ling hid behind Fu Shiqi and sent Lao Tang a text message asking for help. Now it only needs to wait for the teacher to bring the security guard over.

"Erha, you still steal other people's girlfriends?" You Ling asked, after all, Fu Shiqi would not cling to him all day long if he showed any signs of love.

It can be said that except for studying and sleeping, Fu Shiqi has taken over his time.

"I'm with you every day, so I don't have time to find a girlfriend." Fu Shiqi muttered, "I really don't know who he is."

You Ling: "..."

Although what you said is correct, why does it feel so strange.

"What did you do last week?" You Ling asked.

"I didn't do anything. I took class seriously every day and then went home after school to wait for you to finish class. I occasionally went to play ball, run and swim."

Nothing wrong, very routine and regular.

"Then how did he steal your girlfriend?" You Ling asked Huang Mao seriously.

"Last week, our school held a swimming competition. I made good connections so that others would lose to me. I was going to have a good time in the pool and then confess to my horse. In the end..." Huang Mao seemed to have thought of something painful , covered his face and said: "As a result, he suddenly came to meddle, and he beat all the contestants by himself. He swam repeatedly like a perpetual motion machine and he wouldn't get tired! After attracting the attention of all the girls Just pat your ass and leave, leaving behind us who are exhausted!"

Okay, needless to say, just imagining it is very tragic.

Everyone knows which one to choose between a group of people who are tired from swimming after a few trips, and the victorious champion who is energetic and handsome.

"He's not from our school, and I think that what I can't get is the best, and I didn't promise me in the end!" Huang Mao roared: "It's all your fault! Without you, Juan'er would be mine now! "

Seeing Huang Mao's hot-eyed attire, You Ling felt that even without Fu Shiqi's trouble, this confession would not be successful.

"Last week, Ah Ling was injured and couldn't play with me. I saw the swimming competition open for registration and went to join in the fun." Fu Shiqi frowned and said, "Who knew that your physical strength is so poor..."

"Shut up! We are the physical strength that normal high school students should have!" Huang Mao, who was poked at the pain point, was like a firecracker, the kind that could explode with any sentence. It seems that he really paid for this game many.

She shed tears of sympathy for Huang Mao, after all, generally speaking, outsiders rarely participate in competitions held by the school.

There's nothing wrong with it, it's just a daily exercise for Fu Shiqi, but for Huang Mao, it's a well-prepared confession scene being ruined.

"Well, before you confessed successfully, that girl wasn't your girlfriend either..." You Ling raised his hand to speak, but no one else agreed, why did you call it an addiction.

"If you go according to the plan, she will be!" Huang Mao never thought that he would fail in his confession. If he failed, it must be someone else's fault.

The phone vibrated, You Ling looked down, hid behind Fu Shiqi and poked his waist, and the two exchanged a tacit expression.

"What do you want?" Fu Shiqi asked coldly.

"How about it? I'm going to beat you up, and then take a photo of you in a mess and post it on the Internet, so that I can stabilize my position as the boss of the thirteenth high school. I also want to send it to my horse, so that she won't treat you again I have fantasies in my heart." Huang Mao motioned to the social youths around him, and the people next to him immediately took a few steps forward, surrounding them even tighter.

"The girl you like is so pitiful." You Ling said coldly.

He came out from behind Fu Shiqi, the bandage on his hand was untied and fell to the ground, he stepped hard a few times, his eyes closed as if he was brewing feelings.

But in the face of so many people, there is no fear at all.

Do they have any backhands?Huang Mao hesitated for a moment, but no matter what, it was impossible not to fight this fight. He had already paid the money, gritted his teeth, and ordered to the youth in society: "Go!"

You Ling just looks weak, but his physique is actually comparable to Fu Shiqi's. After all, the two have been fighting since childhood.

They flexibly dodged people holding steel pipes, and broke through in the direction of no weapons, but there were too many of them.

"Uncle policeman! This way!" You Ling shouted.

As soon as the words fell, the young people in society seemed to have been pressed the pause button to stay where they were. They just charged some money to scare the children, and they didn't dare to really deal with it. But when the police came, the nature of the society would be different.

"There is no police, this kid is yelling!" Huang Mao shouted angrily. He specially chose a remote place with no surveillance and no people. There were no passers-by, so there was no chance that the police would come.

As soon as these words came out, everyone moved again, but they were a little more careful.

Opposite You Ling was a small young man with little strength and no fighting skills. After calculating the timing, he deliberately did not avoid the punch that the young man swung to his face.

Weak chicken, not one-tenth as strong as Fu Shiqi hit him.

The young man didn't seem to expect that he would hit him, and he stood there a little at a loss. He is usually a group performer, and he has never hit anyone.

"Stop, policeman!" A policeman in police uniform suddenly appeared, showing his ID card, and at the same time, Old Tang and a large group of security guards arrived.

The young people in society were all stunned, and the current scene could not be explained clearly.

Huang Mao was so frightened that he hid behind the group of social youths. In essence, he was just a high school student. What he was afraid of was nothing more than the teacher and the police asking parents.

Seeing Huang Mao like this, the social youth in beach shorts knew that he could not rely on him, so he went out and apologized to the police: "I'm sorry, we are just filming, collecting money to scare them, and we dare not beat people at all. We are professional , with certificates. Although they look more realistic, I have never met them. If you don’t believe me, you can ask them. It’s no problem to go to the hospital for an injury check.”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Fu Shiqi, wanting to prove that he was not injured at all, but...

Why do you have bruises on your face!

Fu Shiqi bowed his head, acting as if he was too bullied to speak out.

Why would it hurt?Of course it was You Ling who beat him this morning, and the bruises are still there.

"There's no need to explain, just follow me to the police station." The policeman said in a deep voice.

"This kind of nonsense can only be believed by ghosts! Don't let them go!" Old Tang also looked angry, and while calling You Ling over, he said: "This kid just transferred from the third middle school, and his grades are very good. This kind of thing happened in one day, don't be afraid, the police uncle will definitely seek justice for you."

"Well, I believe in Uncle Police." You Ling limped towards Old Tang, with tears in his eyes as if he had been terribly frightened.

You Ling's skin is very fair, the kind that even a pimple would be obvious, so the punch just now was not heavy, but it looked particularly scary.There was still a red scratch on his face, his arms were bruised and purple as if he had been punched and kicked, and his legs couldn't even walk normally.

The wounds on the corner of the mouth looked like they had just been beaten, so the police uncle preconceived all these wounds as being beaten right now, and was so angry that he wanted to arrest them all immediately.

"Little friend, call your parents here, and we adults will seek justice for you together." He didn't want You Ling to be hurt again in the process of remembering.

"I can handle it myself." You Ling's face turned pale, as if he had been poked into something sad, and whispered, "My parents are overseas and can't come back."

People have always had sympathy for children with good grades or good looks, but now You Ling has both.

The poor image of a well-behaved boy who was bullied on the first day after transferring to another school due to unknown reasons immediately appeared in everyone's hearts and captured the sympathy of the audience.

Even the young people in the society spurned themselves in their hearts. They didn't wake up until the shiny handcuffs appeared on their hands, and shouted: "We didn't beat him! These injuries are what he had before!"

He didn't forget the look on You Ling's face when he took off the bandage, he probably could fight better than his airs!

"Yes, they didn't hit me. These are the injuries I got from falling down the stairs before." You Ling said honestly, grinning in pain because he accidentally touched the wound.

That little one is so pathetic.

The young man who beat him couldn't stand the torment in his heart, so he weakly raised his hand and said, "I gave him the wound on his face, but that's all I did."

"Yes, he just hit it once." You Ling admitted decisively.

But for some reason, everyone turned their loving eyes on him.

"It's okay, these scumbags will not appear around the school in the future." The police uncle assured, "You don't have to be afraid of their malicious revenge."

"Well, thank you all for coming to help us." You Ling bowed to cover up the corners of his mouth.

……

"Zhou Yangqing, thank you for helping us yesterday." You Ling handed Zhou Yangqing a cup of milk tea during the break.

He is not an impulsive person, if he hadn't seen Zhou Yangqing bringing the police over and received a text message from Old Tang, he would not have dared to provoke those youths in society, but he didn't expect that those vicious people were actually group performers.

Although it is okay to continue waiting for someone to rescue, but it is very angry to think that these people may continue to bully unarmed students with their own ferocity.

This time he was lucky enough to be rescued, but what if it was a single child who was blocked?Who will save them?Unable to send text messages and isolated and helpless, he could only accept intimidation and threats in desperation, leaving a lifetime of shadows.

"No thanks, no thanks, in fact, we are helping each other." Zhou Yangqing took a sip of milk tea and said with a smile: "The policeman I took yesterday is my uncle, who has been patrolling around recently. I received many reports a few days ago Some people threatened students, but they have not been caught and are not easy to deal with."

"I passed by yesterday and saw that you were blocked, so I called him to come over. After all, we can come to school with peace of mind only if this hidden danger is eliminated." Zhou Yangqing sat cross-legged on the table drinking milk tea, still smiling.

In fact, he concealed one detail, that is, the reason why his uncle came so quickly was not because he was patrolling nearby, but because he skipped class in the afternoon and did not report to Old Tang, so he was invited by his parents.

But because we have to deal with that group of social youths, everyone has no intention of scolding him, so there is nothing wrong with the idea of ​​helping each other.