Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Zhou Yichen was alone wearing the school uniform of Jinhe Middle School, carrying his schoolbag and lowering his head, walking along the edge of the green belt, walking towards the school gate little by little.

On the other side of the road, Song Jianyu ate bread and looked at the intact figure. He didn't leave until the other person walked into the campus and couldn't see his back at all.

When school was over, Song Jianyu bought two cups of milk tea by himself and continued to squat near the school.

When that figure came out from the door, three other faces of students not far away soon caught up with Zhou Yichen who was in front of him with their shoulders crossed and their backs crossed.

Song Jianyu followed behind them, stooped to pick up a brick from the ground, and walked into the alley with them at a distance of ten meters.

In front of him, Zhou Yichen was being pushed into the corner by Zhu Jiajun's younger brother. The handsome young man struggled with humiliation on his face. The three surrounded him and searched for the pocket money in his pocket and schoolbag.

Song Jianyu, who was walking slowly from behind, quietly appeared in front of the four of them.

He raised the brick in his hand, pointed it at the head whose back was facing him and was rummaging through other people's pockets, and knocked it down.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Three voices sounded.

The three teenagers who were busy robbing their classmates covered their bleeding heads and wailed. Zhu Jiajun was the hardest hit, and when his head hurt, he touched it with his backhand.

After he saw the blood on the palm of his hand clearly, "Aww." He fainted from his own blood.

Zhou Yichen looked at the young man standing in front of him, pursed his lips and clutched his schoolbag, his back pressed against the wall, not daring to move.

This person jumped out suddenly and beat Zhu Jiajun and the three of them. He didn't know if he would be the next person hit by that brick.

But the other party carried the brick, walked up to him, looked him up and down, and then began to speak.

"Do you know what this thing is called?" Song Jianyu asked.

Zhou Yichen looked at the brick in his hand, "Brick?"

"Wrong, this is called resistance, blindly forbearance will not let Shabi know what is right and what is wrong, you have good grades and a good personality, there is no problem.

But you live in a school surrounded by garbage dumps, and you expect the garbage to recognize your mistakes. How can garbage understand people's thoughts? "

Song Jianyu raised his palm, put the brick into his hand to help him hold it tightly, and pulled him to Zhu Jiajun who was unconscious beside him, "Beat it, I will pay the medical fee and the lawyer's fee."

Zhou Yichen looked at the serious young man in front of him, then looked down at Zhu Jiajun, who was lying on the ground without any response, and shook his head firmly after a few seconds, "I don't want to hit him, so there is no difference between me and him? I don't want to become trash. "

"Then what should you do the next time you are bullied?" Song Jianyu threw back the problem that had plagued the other party for a year and hadn't been resolved.

This question is still difficult to solve for the minors in front of them.

"Can't think of a way? Or don't dare to think?"

"If it's rubbish...you have to ask a professional cleaning uncle to clean it up and pack it up and send it to where they should go." Zhou Yichen whispered about sorting the garbage, but where can people be assigned?He couldn't figure it out.

"You are human, not rubbish, so before sorting, you should walk out of the trash, go home and tell your parents that you are going to transfer to the No. , if they ask you why, tell the truth."

Song Jianyu took the brick back from his hand, rubbed the soft head in front of him, "I will be around in the near future, no one will bully you anymore." He stuffed the cup of milk tea into the palm of his hand, "Please drink."

Zhou Yichen looked at this person strangely, no matter how he looked at him, he realized that he didn't know him at all before today, "Why did you help me?"

"Because I hate children being bullied the most. If someone asks you what happened today, you should tell the truth."

The person who came out of the alley used the mobile phone he took out from Zhu Jiajun just now to call 120 on the side of the road.

"Hello, 12? This is an alley 500 meters in front of Jinhe Middle School. Three students were beaten and fell unconscious on the ground. Please come here now."

The person who hung up the phone threw the phone into the river under the bridge on the way back to the apartment.

At night, Song Jianyu lay on the bed in his apartment and opened it again, and he had already turned into Hua Yaqi.

The woman got up from the floor of the living room, leaned on the wall expressionlessly and walked into the bathroom.

Looking at the bruised and swollen face in front of him, Song Jianyu heard the information he had found while passing by.

In a world without him, Hua Yaqi was sentenced to 11 years in prison for killing her father.

That child also became an orphan in the orphanage.

Pushing open the door of the second bedroom, Song Jianyu saw the sleeping little girl inside.

Without disturbing the other party, he closed the door again and walked into the master bedroom, and found the fruit and knife under the pillow.

The sharp blade is printed with cold light.

The sound of the door opening came from outside the living room. Song Jianyu put the fruit and the knife under the pillow again, and walked out the door to see the drunk figure.

The other party stumbled in with a briefcase, "Go get me a glass of water, I'm thirsty."

Song Jianyu walked into the kitchen, poured him a glass of cold water from the cold kettle, and handed it to him.

Xiao Hua was lying on the sofa like a lazy bone, squinting at his wife with a cold face and water coming over.

He kicked her on the calf, "I work so hard every day to make money outside, and I have to come back at night to see your face. You are dead at home! Give Lao Bo a smile! Smile and you know what it means." ?”

The top of the hard leather shoe kicked on the calf, and every kick was throbbing.

Song Jianyu put the water cup on the tea table, and showed Xiao Hua a smile looking at the dead.

The last time I just divorced him was really cheap.

At night, Xiao Hua, who had had enough trouble, went to bed.

Song Jianyu went out alone with the key, and went to a nearby 24-hour pharmacy to buy some medicine for wiping the wound.

The person who was sitting downstairs in the community, wiping the bruises on his arms and legs, calmly thought about how to deal with Xiao Hua this time to make him vent his anger.

There were also some residents in the community who hadn't rested at night. Some people passed by and saw Song Jianyu applying medicine to the wound, and they couldn't help exclaiming, "Oh my God, how can this ointment work for your injury so badly?" Hurry up and go to the hospital."

"There are still children sleeping at home, so I can't leave."

Song Jianyu said as he rolled up his trouser legs, exposing his calf that was swollen from the kick just now, and quickly applied the medicine on the wound.

"Your injury..."

The other party looked at his wound marks and hesitated to speak.

"My husband beat me. Every time he got angry after drinking outside, he would beat me when he came back."

No matter who came to ask, Song Jianyu said that it was her husband who beat her.

After he fixed all the obvious wounds on his body, he said goodbye to the crowd who surrounded him unknowingly, "My daughter is still at home, I don't worry about her being alone at home, I will go back first."

"Go back, go back."

Many women told her not to be afraid, to report to the police and beat the Women's Federation if something didn't work, because beating is illegal, how can you beat your wife.

"Auntie! Auntie!"

On the way home, Song Jianyu heard a cry behind him.

A hurried figure ran over from a distance, and the girl with twin ponytails took out something from her pocket and handed it to her, "Here, you can go home and ask your husband to eat some, it will change his personality." It’s better not to hit people so impulsively again.”

Song Jianyu looked at the unknown item in his palm, and calmly sized up the person in front of him, "Sister, what is this item?"

"Actually, I'm not my younger sister... I'm a boy, but I'm taking medicine now, and I'm going to have a plastic surgery after my physiological hormones stabilize."

The young man with a feminine look in a small skirt explained with a blushing face, "I have been an adult for a long time. This medicine is taken by the drug girl. It is not illegal and you can buy it. If you take it, it will cause too much estrogen in your body and your personality will become soft. You will become a mother, even if he wants to beat you, he won't be able to beat you."

Song Jianyu: "..."

He didn't get out of the shock just now until he got back upstairs.

Anyway, he couldn't sleep, so the person sitting on the sofa took the opportunity to search online with Hua Yaqi's mobile phone.

This night, Song Jianyu got acquainted with a brand new door to the world that he had never touched before.

The little girl in the second bedroom at six o'clock woke up by herself, got dressed and came out to hug Song Jianyu and act like a baby.

Song Jianyu made breakfast for the other party, and sent him to the kindergarten after the meal.

When he returned to that home, Xiao Hua who was sleeping in the master bedroom had disappeared.

The person who walked into the master bedroom alone opened the bedside cabinet and took out a notebook, wrote a few words and wrapped it with the fruit and knife under the pillow, and then lay down on the bed again and fell asleep.

The person who woke up in his own apartment skillfully opened the refrigerator door and ate bread, and then used his mobile phone to search and added several so-called drug girls who are well-known in the industry.

Using the popular science knowledge I learned last night, I sent out the troubles of many drug girls who wanted to change themselves but did not have drugs.

After no one replied at first, Song Jianyu later added a sentence that the price is negotiable.

Soon three or five strangers came to add him, saying that he had goods and could express the transaction at any time.

Within five days, Song Jianyu received three couriers.

There are also colleagues who thoughtfully wrote to him in it how to eat these things, and where the effect starts.

The third time Song Jianyu possessed Hua Yaqi, he hid these items in an unmanned art building in advance.

Possessed Hua Yaqi went to take out those things at the first time, grind them into powder and put them in the chicken bouillon box.

Xiao Hua, who got off work that night, was drunk again, and when he got home, Song Jianyu, who was ready for everything, hid behind the door, broke a leg with a baseball bat, and beat that face into a pig's head by the way.