let loose

Song Mian took off her mask, revealing her straight nose, her eyes were dark, and she wandered wantonly on the faces of the two melons.

Three seconds later, Bunny stared sharply: "Fuck!"

The bragging Sha Matt even jumped out, "Song...Song Mian?"

Song Mian is well-known in the Changning North Campus area. Firstly, because of her good looks, she has a lot of brain-dead female fans, and the discussion is widespread. The confession building on the campus forum has been built layer after layer.Another thing is to be able to fight, very good at fighting.Like No. [-] Middle School, where learning talents gather, Song Mian's existence is a wonderful thing.As for those who hang around in the park, there are not many who don't know Song Mian from No. [-] Middle School.

Song Mian was used to being flattered, and when she was serious, she usually didn't get angry. She lowered her eyelids and gave the two of them a warning look.The two Wogua who consciously kicked the iron plate turned their backs with difficulty in the crowded crowd, gritted their teeth and looked at each other.Just now, he boasted so much about the hype, but now he feels so flustered inside.

Not long after the stalemate, the car arrived at the station, and a pleasant female voice sounded slowly:

"People's Square is here, please get off from the left door after the screen door is fully opened, please be careful when opening the door, and pay attention to the safety of your feet."

The door on the left opened at the sound, and there were many passengers getting off at People's Square Station. The two quickly rushed out of the crowd, and ran away after getting off, without even daring to turn their heads.

Song Mian flicked her tongue amusedly, got out of the car at a leisurely pace, and slowly put the mask back on under the whispering and prying eyes of the surrounding girls.Half of the black headphone cable fell off. He calmly put it back on and listened carefully to the female voice navigation coming from the headphone cable.

Block East Road has less traffic in the evening, this is an old-fashioned block, except for some residents, few people usually come here to shop.Song Mian has stayed in Shanghai for so many years, but has never been here once.

The old-fashioned streets are not very wide, and the roads are full of potholes. The sky is gloomy, and the surrounding houses are dark with no lights.Song Mian tiptoed across a puddle, and when she looked up, she saw a group of people standing in a dark narrow alley not far away.

It was too dark to see exactly how many there were.

Lin Tingxi stood at the entrance of the alley, with his hands in his pockets, wearing a golden jersey that shone in the night, with his right foot stepping on the stone by the side of the road, kicking his legs, with a cigarette in his mouth, making him look like a rascal. A foot.

Zheng Qiran and Lin Pingping took a few people and hid at the corner of the small supermarket where they couldn't see at the entrance of the alleyway. With the light from the small supermarket, Zheng Qiran's blue hair was very conspicuous.

Song Mian raised her hand to press the brim of her hat, and went over to bump fists with Zheng Qiran and others.Looking sideways at his guard team, there were actually quite a few of them.

Some unexpected.This time the reason for the fight was suffocated and useless, he didn't tell a few people, and he didn't plan to ask outsiders for help.

"Where did you find them?" He asked Zheng Qiran curiously, "You really called my junior high school classmates here?" Song Mian carefully observed the faces of the defenders, and he was sure that he had never seen them before.

In fact, even if it was really his junior high school classmate, he probably wouldn't recognize him.

"Online recruiting, 51, cheap and affordable." Zheng Qiran said, "As for junior high school students, I hesitated for a long time, but I still feel embarrassed to call."

I only have that little friendship with my classmates in junior high school. Most of the time, I have the same blessings and difficulties.Usually, he can't fight with eight poles, and he wants to hug his thigh when something happens. This kind of thing is too wretched, and he can't do it.

Lin Pingping continued: "I hung up the message last night before going to bed, and it was hard to recruit ten people by noon today. Many people felt that the money given was too little and they were not willing to come. Chu Qingci was locked at home to study by his mother. , can't come either."

Song Mian understood, looked back at the innocent junior high school students who blinked their big eyes but tried their best to do their best, and were a little speechless, "Next time, don't be so casual when you find someone. , after all, they are here to fight."

These group performers looked like thirteen or fourteen-year-old youngsters, their skeletons hadn't grown yet, and they were all as thin as chickens. Although they weren't skinny, they were weak chickens, and they looked weak.At that time, if there is a real fight, if he has to rescue him, it will not be worth the loss.

"It's good if you can have it. Do you still choose?" Zheng Qiran scratched his head, pointing to the person standing in the last row who was mostly blocked by the lampposts, "Well, at least he is good, and the asking price is three times higher than others."

Song Mian looked in the direction he pointed, and the man heard the discussion about him, so he stood up straight and walked towards him.

It was a very tall man, Song Mian visually estimated that this man could be half a head taller than him.In summer, he was dressed in black, black trousers, black hat, black mask, even the shoes were black, and the dim yellow street lamp shone obliquely on him, casting a thin long shadow.

He didn't walk fast, but his legs were too long, and he quickly stood still in front of Song Mian.

This man has a strong aura, which is the most intuitive feeling he gave Song Mian.In other words, it is not strong, but cold.Obviously he was the one who gave the money, but somehow he felt overwhelmed by this person.

Just looking at his temperament, compared with the group of children with thin arms and thin legs, this person is indeed worth 200 yuan.

The man didn't respond to his scrutiny, his eyes were hidden in the brim of his hat and he couldn't see his face clearly. He was in good shape, with long hands and feet, broad shoulders and narrow waist, evenly thin, and his arms looked very strong, so he should be able to fight.

Satisfied now, Song Mian put his hat on backwards, beckoned to lead his guard out of the corner, and met Lin Tingxi head-on.

Lin Tingxi was holding a lighter and lighting it up and down for fun. When he saw him, he grinned ferociously, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his foot, looked down at his phone, and sneered with a stick Said: "Are you here now? Song Mian, you are 13 minutes late."

Song Mian took off half of the mask, twisted her wrist unhurriedly, "I'm sorry, I was delayed by something on the way just now." As he spoke, his eyes slanted, and he met the two killers he met at the subway station just now. glanced.Xu Shi now has someone to back him up, and those two people are worthy of him, their backs are straight.Song Mian shook her head and smiled slightly, "Shoot directly or?"

Lin Tingxi's father is a contractor, his family is rough and tough, and he himself is a big and rough guy. He doesn't like Song Mian, who wears a mask when he goes out, speaks with an accent, and puts on airs.

"Song Mian, you can't do it." Lin Tingxi raised his chin at the little cuties behind Song Mian, pointing to him, "Is there no one to help? Is this what you can do?"

Zheng Qiran glared at him: "Whoever we call is our freedom, it has nothing to do with you, if you want you to blah blah all day, is it because you are so stupid because of too much food, or because you are so bored?"

"You!" Lin Tingxi's eyes were red with anger, and he cursed countless times.

Song Mian suppressed her smile, took off the mask and stuffed it into her trouser pocket, "You don't have that much face, a few of them are enough."

After a few words of nonsense, the people on both sides immediately entered a state of fighting, ready to fight.

It's really easy for high school students to ask for a fight.It doesn't need to be an unforgivable reason, usually just because of one extra look at you in the crowd, both parties can automatically interpret something like:

"What are you?"

"Look at you."

The provocative meaning comes.

……

The war between Shanghai No. [-] Middle School and Shengguang High School has a long history.

Many years ago, through national policies and its own development, Shanghai and Shanghai quickly emerged and became the first batch of people in China to become rich.After getting rich, the city government began to carry out planning and rectification of various areas, and divided the north of Changning District in the east of the city into the East Campus area.Shanghai No. [-] Middle School and Shengguang High School were established together in the East District at that time.

Shanghai No. [-] Middle School is a key high school in the city. Since its establishment, it has trained many high-achieving students from famous schools such as Qingbei.The whole school thinks that from the principal to the cleaning aunt, the overall style is similar to that of Sheng Guanggao next door.However, No. [-] Middle School puts too much emphasis on grades, resulting in generally low physical fitness of students.

Shengguang High School is an ordinary high school. The students are almost all leftovers from the famous schools in the city. There are many mischievous students.However, Sheng Guanggao's students are well-developed in sports, and the men's track and field team has even won national awards many times.

Therefore, while the academic performance of the No. [-] Middle School far surpassed that of Sheng Guanggao, Sheng Guanggao was able to completely abuse the No. [-] Middle School every time in the school friendship ball game at the end of the semester.

Over time, the two schools have also formed a tacit understanding, and things as small as sesame seeds are compared.

Compared with school flowers, than school grass.Whichever school has the lowest number of votes will be nailed to a pillar of shame by the students of the other school and rubbed against it fiercely. They will be ridiculed in the Shanghai Post Bar, and their failures will be circulated among the universities in the city to serve as a warning until the next session. Selection of flowers and plants.

Both belong to the Eastern District, and the gang leaders of No. [-] Middle School and Sheng Guanggao are not willing to be lonely.The two schools have long been in a state of incompatible hostility.Freshmen who are new to the school can also hear all kinds of "School Bully Legend Collection" from the mouths of the previous students

The legend of the school bully is passed down from generation to generation, and each school bully is described as a brave and fearless soldier with rich and gorgeous rhetoric.

And the new school bullies are Song Mian and Lin Tingxi, and the legend of school bullies about them is still being written.

……

Song Mian sideways dodged Lin Tingxi's fist, turned his elbow to touch the opponent's stomach, Lin Tingxi hissed, and kicked Song Mian's knee.

"Listen, I'll just fucking explain it once...uh," Song Mian frowned and bent down and punched Lin Tingxi's thigh. He was punched in the stomach by the other party. He clutched his stomach and said with difficulty: "I and that woman It doesn't matter half a dime, don't blame Lao Tzu wrongly."

Lin Tingxi broke his arm vigorously, and said with a sneer, "Of course I know, I don't know that woman at all, I just want to find a reason to beat you up."

"Fuck, are you fucking sick!" Song Mian dodged to avoid the restraint, a little speechless: "Isn't it just a three-pointer in front of you? As for remembering it for so long?"

In the last semester's basketball game, with tens of seconds left in the third quarter, Song Mian and Chu Qingci played together and made a fake move to trick the opposing player who came to intercept him. Lin Tingxi reacted quickly and jumped on tiptoe At the critical moment, Song Mian made a shot with all his strength, and the basketball fell steadily into the basket.

That was a great shame of Lin Tingxi's school bully career.Being told about the central matter, Lin Tingxi snorted through his nasal cavity: "You don't care about me."

The two of them were chatting while fighting, but the other younger brothers were not so leisurely.

Zheng Qiran singled out the two, but luckily he was fairly nimble, and the opponent looked like a novice fighter, and the three-way fight lasted for a long time without suffering a big loss.Lin Pingping belonged to the white chicken who howled fiercely but had no strength to restrain the chicken. He had just had sex with the other party for a small inch, and soon touched his glasses everywhere.

Song Mian saw that he hadn't touched his glasses for a long time and was distracted to pick them up for him. Before he got up, he was hit head-on by the slanted bangs of the two subway brothers.

"Day!" Song Mian touched his face, took off his hat angrily, threw the hat far away, and stared at the black melon fiercely, "Don't you fucking know if you don't hit someone in the face?"

He is so handsome!What if the punch flattened the nose and turned into a face!

Hei Wogua also seemed to be taken aback, but he still pretended to be calm: "I... hit me and I hit you, and you are the one who hit me, so what should I do!"

His legs were shaking like chaff, and he wanted to pretend.

The common problem of high school punks is that their face is too big.

Song Mian clicked his tongue and shook his hands.The nest of melons trembled from legs to faces, with a dazed expression, Song Mian raised her eyebrows, and when she saw the right opportunity, she reached out and punched him unexpectedly.

"what!"

Wogua howled pitifully, covered his eyes and hissed.

Usually he would disdain to do anything with this kind of little guy, Song Mian clapped his hands in disgust, and turned to look for Lin Tingxi.

Lin Tingxi knew how to find a place. The place was sparsely populated and desolate. More than 20 people mixed together, humming and fighting, but failed to attract a passerby to watch the battle.Even the small supermarket with lights on the street just now was closed.

Song Mian scanned around and finally found the target at the entrance of the alleyway.

Lin Tingxi was slammed against the wall with one hand, and it took at least three seconds before he stood up.Song Mian stared in shock, and saw the member of the 200-yuan guard raise his foot and throw a flying kick. Lin Tingxi tried to hide, but the opponent's speed was too fast, and he was kicked into the wall again.It took a long time this time and I couldn't stand up again.

"Hold……"

The profile of 200 yuan is especially clear under the street lights.The mask must have been lost, the bridge of the nose is very straight, the skin is in stark contrast to Lin Tingxi's, it is too white.

This is not the point.

Song Mian thinks that he is quite powerful in fights, although it is not to the point of being frightening, but there are always some legends about him in the world.However, every time he and Lin Tingxi fought, they could barely suppress each other.And that person's moves were crisp, quick and accurate.

Lin Tingxi was beaten almost the whole time.

"Tsk..."

It seems a little handsome.Song Mian touched her nose, her heart pounded.

This 200 yuan is worth it.

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