Top alpha, owe me money and don't pay back

After Fang Zhixin ran away with his dog and his younger brother, Wei Xiaochi dared to return to the alley the same way.

He was standing at the entrance of the alley, poking his head, looking like a dog.

Alpha's brows and eyes were covered with a shadow, his dark eyes were fierce and cold, his cheeks were bruised, and a cigarette was dangling from his skinny mouth.

Also, quite beautiful.

However, although roses are fragrant but prickly, Wei Xiaochi is not fooled by the beauty in front of him.

"You haven't been beaten enough, have you?" Jiang Zhan's eyes were sharp, full of hostility.

"I was the one who took that husky away just now." Wei Xiaochi said hastily, "I'm not with them."

Jiang Zhan glanced at Wei Xiaochi again, and said "Oh" without any disturbance, "So it's you."

Wei Xiaochi didn't know if Jiang Zhan recognized him, so he moved slowly towards him.

Wei Xiaochi wondered why Jiang Zhan hadn't lighted the cigarette in his mouth, and when he got closer, he realized that it was a cigarette candy.

Jiang Zhan was biting the butt of his cigarette and was chewing. The candy seemed a little sticky to his teeth. He had a stinky face, with disgust written all over it, and finally spat it out.

Wei Xiaochi: ...

Jiang Zhan said suddenly, "Thank you just now."

Wei Xiaochi didn't expect the school bully to be quite polite, so he hurriedly waved his hand to say thank you.

Jiang Zhan took two steps forward, stood in front of Wei Xiaochi, bent his body, his dark eyes were like animal pupils, shining with a cold light.

"Don't tell anyone what happened today."

These words were threatening, Wei Xiaochi dared not agree, he nodded his head, his glasses slid back and forth on the bridge of his nose, looking dumb and stupid.

Seeing him on the road, Jiang Zhan stood up and was about to leave when Wei Xiaochi stopped him tremblingly——

"that."

Jiang Zhan looked at him, "What else?"

Wei Xiaochi asked, "Do you remember me?"

Jiang Zhanying's brows were raised in a heroic manner, and he had an expression of "Who are you?" It can be said that Lai's refusal is justifiable.

Wei Xiaochi managed to create an opportunity to "repay the favor", and this time he must not let him pass it up.

"Last Tuesday, you stopped my bicycle and said you would lend me fifty taxi rides, do you remember?" He looked at Jiang Zhan anxiously, afraid that the other party would say he didn't remember.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhan was not so shameless. He glanced at Wei Xiaochi and suddenly realized, "It's you, the one with glasses, I remember."

Jiang Zhan has mild face blindness, remembering people depends on physical characteristics, he took out his mobile phone, "Fifty, right?"

Wei Xiaochi picked it up again, and hurriedly said, "It's not fifty, you lent me fifty, but I gave you one hundred and seventy-six."

Jiang Zhan didn't care, he just said, "WeChat."

Wei Xiaochi reacted for a while, only to realize that Jiang Zhan meant to forward WeChat to him, so he quickly took out his phone and clicked on WeChat.

He rarely plays with his mobile phone, does not bind his WeChat Alipay with a bank card, and has never even shopped online. He usually buys things in cash.

Because Wei Xiaochi feels that online payment will lose the concept of amount, and it is easy to fall into a consumption trap. Cash can reduce his desire to shop.

Wei Xiaochi fiddled with it for a while, and found out the QR code before Jiang Zhan got impatient.

Jiang Zhan scanned it unsuccessfully, raised his eyelids and looked at Wei Xiaochi's QR code, "Receipt and payment."

"what?"

Jiang Zhan said impatiently, "Receive and pay the QR code."

Wei Xiaochi was not proficient in business, so he didn't quite understand what Jiang Zhan meant, but he didn't dare to ask blatantly, so he lowered his head and whispered, "This...isn't this a QR code?"

"Idiot, this is your WeChat business card, not the QR code for payment."

Jiang Zhan suspected Wei Xiaochi's ink stains, so he snatched his phone, and clicked on it for a long time, but there was no response.

Jiang Zhan nodded violently, "Why don't you move? Damn it."

Wei Xiaochi shrank his neck when he yelled, "Maybe it's stuck."

His mobile phone was eliminated by Wei Dongjian, and when it was newly launched, it was only more than 1000 points. Wei Dongjian used it for more than three years. Fang Yuan bought him a new one, and it was only in Wei Xiaochi's hands.

The use of the mobile phone for Wei Xiaochi is to make and receive calls, and to read the messages sent by the teachers in the wechat group.

He doesn't play games, doesn't have time to indulge in games, and doesn't have that high requirements for mobile phone configuration.

Jiang Zhan gave Wei Xiaochi a fierce look.

Wei Xiaochi lowered his head. In fact, he was more anxious than Jiang Zhan. Finally, the other party was willing to pay back the money. Who knew that the mobile phone was so unsatisfactory, but it got stuck at this time.

With a dark face, Jiang Zhan added Wei Xiaochi's WeChat, "I'll send you a red envelope."

Wei Xiaochi poked his head out, looked at Jiang Zhan's phone, "Have you sent it yet?"

Jiang Zhan threw the phone to Wei Xiaochi, and said angrily, "You don't agree with the friend request, who the hell should I send it to?"

Wei Xiaochi held the hot phone in both hands, desperately praying for the ancestors of the phone to show up, and quickly exited the current page so that he could successfully add Jiang Zhan.

Jiang Zhan obviously didn't have the time, let alone the patience to wait for Wei Xiaochi's phone to show up, and walked out of the alley with his long, superior legs.

Wei Xiaochi held his mobile phone in his hand, and he followed Jiang Zhan wherever he went.

Jiang Zhan's expression was uneasy, and he caught sight of Wei Xiaochi, who was walking along, and was about to speak when he heard an exclamation.

"Hey, all right, all right."

Wei Xiaochi almost cried with joy, he quickly agreed to Jiang Zhan's friend request, and then looked at him eagerly, waiting for him to send him a red envelope.

Those eyes looked like a puppy begging for food. If it wasn't for the glasses blocking it, Jiang Zhan would doubt that he could squeeze two stars out of his eyes.

With this earnest look in his eyes, Jiang Zhan almost misunderstood that he owed him 80.

After looking at Wei Xiaochi strangely for a while, Jiang Zhan swiped his pen and transferred five hundred to Wei Xiaochi.

Wei Xiaochi was stunned, looked at the amount, then looked up at Jiang Zhan.

"Don't mention today's matter to anyone." Jiang Zhan lowered his eyes and warned Wei Xiaochi again.

The extra money is the hush money, Wei Xiaochi accepted it with peace of mind, and nodded vigorously, "I will never tell."

Jiang Zhan was satisfied, "Now that we're settled, don't follow me anymore."

Wei Xiaochi especially likes his phrase "we have settled the debt", which not only means the end of his road to debt collection, but also means that Jiang Zhan will not take back the extra money.

After all, when the two are settled, no one owes anyone.

Now there is a huge sum of 500 yuan lying on the mobile phone, [-] of which is something he got for nothing, which can be said to be a piece of cake from the sky.

Of course, it can also be said that Jiang Zhan gave spiritual compensation. After all, during this period of time, in order to collect debts, he died a lot of brain cells and lost a lot of weight.

Wei Xiaochi thought that when he went to work in a milk tea shop on Saturdays and Sundays, he would exchange WeChat five hundred for five real red banknotes and deposit them in the bank.

Wei Xiaochi is conservative in thinking and always feels that money is not safe if it is not in the bank.

In the evening, Wei Xiaochi finally slept soundly for the first time in a few days. When he woke up the next day, he felt refreshed and full of energy.

Facts have proved that people should not be too arrogant, which can easily lead to disasters.

Today, Wei Xiaochi finished his duty on Tuesday and was blocked by Fang Zhixin when he came out of school.

Fang Zhixin and his brothers seemed to put their arms around his neck, with a smile on their faces, "It's been a long time since I saw my old classmate, let's go to a quiet place to catch up on the old days."

He spoke politely, but his actions were unambiguous.

Post-traumatic stress disorder made Wei Xiaochi's legs limp like fried noodles, and he couldn't even make a sound. He was dragged by the other party to a place where no one was around.

Fang Zhixin didn't come alone, he was accompanied by two teenagers with painted faces and yellow hair.

When there was no one around, Fang Zhixin revealed his true colors and grabbed Wei Xiaochi's hair.

"It was you last night, right?" Fang Zhixin's eyes turned hard, "You think I can't recognize your voice because I didn't see your face clearly?"

Wei Xiaochi's scalp was hot, and when he was struggling wildly, the yellow hair behind him kicked his knees, and he knelt down on the ground in embarrassment.

"Are you happy to see me being beaten? Are you?" Fang Zhixin kicked Wei Xiaochi in the heart.

Wei Xiaochi curled up into a shrimp immediately in pain, covered his head with one hand, and protected the fragile waist and abdomen with the other, and said in a low voice, "No, no."

"No?" Fang Zhixin grabbed his hair and yelled at the ground, "You didn't send the dog away? Why, are you afraid that I will let the dog bite Jiang Zhan?"

Wei Xiaochi's face was pressed to the ground, there was a lot of fine sand on the ground, his cheekbones were scratched and his hair was torn off by Fang Zhixin.

He begged for mercy in a trembling voice, "Let me go, I'm sorry, let me go."

Wei Xiaochi's black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose were crooked, Huang Mao kicked him from behind again, the glasses were thrown out, and the frame was broken by Fang Zhixin's foot.

Wei Xiaochi's nearsightedness is more than 400 degrees, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female five meters away from the glasses.

"Let you go? It's a good idea, today's matter can't be good." Fang Zhixin asked Huang Mao to hold Wei Xiaochi's arm from behind.

Wei Xiaochi couldn't move, completely panicked, his voice was weak, "What are you going to do?"

Fang Zhixin stepped on Wei Xiaochi's shoulder, sneered and took out his phone.

Wei Xiaochi thought he was going to take a photo of himself, and struggled in fright.

One of the yellow hairs punched Wei Xiaochi, "Damn it, be honest."

His fist brushed against the bridge of his nose, and Wei Xiaochi's nose became hot, and a few drops of blood dripped out.

He didn't care about the pain at this time, he looked like a mentally ill person driven crazy, with a few tendons protruding from his neck, bloodshot eyes, and he yelled hysterically, "Let me go".

Wei Xiaochi was terrified.

He was afraid that Fang Zhixin would strip him of his clothes, take those obscene photos and send them to everyone who knew him, then his life would be ruined.

Wei Xiaochi studies desperately in junior high school, just to get rid of people like Fang Zhixin.

He wants to live a good life, get into a good university, get a decent job with his impressive diploma, find a quiet wife if possible, and have a better child.

Wei Xiaochi was really afraid that Fang Zhixin would ruin his life, he had already ruined his junior high school life.

"let me go."

Wei Xiaochi waved his arms, kicked his legs, and kept moving his body.

Seeing that Wei Xiaochi was about to be unable to hold back, Huang Mao was about to hit him again, Fang Zhixin stopped him, "Don't really hit Wei Xiaochi, you will be in the detention center then."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Xiaochi kicked him in the lower abdomen while struggling wildly.

Fang Zhixin was so painful that he couldn't speak immediately, his face was livid, and he slapped Wei Xiaochi twice.

"What the hell are you calling?" Fang Zhixin wanted to make a video of Wei Xiaochi being beaten for Jiang Zhan, as if it was rape.

They couldn't beat Jiang Zhan, they just beat his younger brother to disgust him.

Wei Xiaochi couldn't hear anything, fell into a huge panic of 'the future is destroyed', his physical potential was fully stimulated, Fang Zhixin and the three of them couldn't hold down Wei Xiaochi alone.

Not knowing where Wei Xiaochi borrowed the supernatural power, he broke away from Fang Zhixin and the others, and ran out staggeringly.

He ran too fast, because he was too afraid that his five senses would be blocked, so he didn't see the truck coming from behind.

Wei Xiaochi didn't wake up until the sharp car whistle sounded next to his ears, but his mind went blank, his legs seemed nailed in place, and he couldn't move.

In the blink of an eye, one hand clasped Wei Xiaochi's collar, and yanked him back, bringing him back to the sidewalk.

Wei Xiaochi's body was stiff, his neck turned inch by inch, and then bumped into a pair of dark and haughty eyes.

The other party seemed to have just come out of the sports field, his cold white skin was flushed with a bright crimson, his semi-damp hair was fringed, and he had a kind of unruly wildness.

After confirming that this person was not Fang Zhixin, Wei Xiaochi finally couldn't help breaking down and crying.

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