Chen Hui talked to us for a long time and went back when the time was almost over.

Chi Xiaoya, who had not spoken after she left, said to me: "Yaoyang, do you listen if you don't like to listen?"

"Since I know I don't like to listen, just stop talking."

"Stop pretending to be an egg jacket with us." Chi Xiaoya said: "Chen Hui is squatting. You are the only one who can help him in the fourth grade of the junior high school. Do you believe that you will not bring other classes. By then, the entire third grade of the junior high school will not be abandoned? Besides, what kind of battle is this? You are the people who are about to graduate. Can you do it when you fight? A group of people who are disagreeable and dare not take action. They are thinking about the people who are about to graduate. A group of young people who are just starting out and are preparing to kill the fourth grade of the junior high school and become famous. I think you are at a disadvantage."

I lay on the table and looked at her: "As you say that, will we just watch Chen Hui be beaten?"

"It's not that. I mean to find more. At most, I can help you call those people from our Class 3 and others. To be honest, Chen Hui has not talked about those people since he played with you. Some people have offended a lot. I guess there are not many people going there."

"Even if we are only a few of us, I have to go and fight for my brothers. When will I run away?" I smiled and continued, "I'm going to graduate soon, so I'll be fighting for the last time in junior high school."

It is indeed as I said, this is the last time I have fought in junior high school. I have never fought in the year after this fight.

When I was resting in the second class in the middle of evening self-study, I led the Zhong Bushe to walk around one class after another, and called the person who was the best to speak in their class, and told them to gather after school and fight against the third year of junior high school.

After entering the fourth grade of junior high school, I entered Class 2. When I informed the people from Class 1 and Class 3, I arrived at the last class, Class 4 in diameter.

Qin Ziqing is from Class 4. We haven’t contacted each other for a long time since we were divided.

When I walked into their class, I didn't know why I cheered my name. By chance, I heard someone calling me Qin Ziqing. They all knew our past. It was normal to make such jokes, so I could only pretend not to hear it.

The most powerful person in Qin Ziqing and her class is Ma Yuchen. He was squatting down from the fourth year of the previous year. We usually play basketball together and are pretty bad. There are not many people who can play with him. Chen Yexing always wanted to beat him up, but I stopped him. He couldn't do it. He didn't offend you. He was saying, I like this kid very much.

"Brother Ma, please take the elite heroes of your class to follow me after school."

The characteristic of Ma Yuchen is that he has a big mouth and loves to laugh. When he smiles, he can stuff an apple into his mouth. He sits on the table with a smile, crossing his legs: "Who did you get fucked with?"

"A bunch of forearm boys from the third grade of junior high school are stinky." I smiled faintly.

"What's the name?"

"Yang Kewei."

Ma Yuchen raised his eyebrows: "The leader of the third year of junior high school?"

"ah."

He smiled and said, "Okay, you have spoken, you must help you."

"I'll go, is Brother Yang so hard to speak?"

"That's right. If you don't give you face, you have to give Qin Ziqing a face, hahaha." Ma Yuchen laughed.

"Go to you, don't talk nonsense." Qin Ziqing threw a book over and smashed it on his head.

I looked up at her, and she looked at me too. Ma Yuchen said, "You two can chat, I'm flashing."

"Zhang..." I left when Qin Ziqing didn't even call out my name. Now I really have nothing to talk to with her.

When he returned to class, Zhong Buchuan asked me: "How is it?"

I gestured an OK gesture and everything was waiting for school.

Chi Xiaoya followed me with my schoolbag and ran away. A group of people quickly gathered downstairs, and then the more people gathered, I said to her, "Take me home with your schoolbag."

"Do you want to send me away?"

"Why are you doing here if you don't leave?"

"War." Chi Xiaoya said it as a matter of course: "Couples are united and their strength will be cut off!"

"War a bad war, what are you fighting with me? Get out of here." I pulled her away and took out a cigarette from my pocket and lit it. It felt so cool. She cut it and said, "Brother Yang is so awesome, and then left."

After waiting for almost five minutes, we had basically met. All the people in the fourth grade of the lunar calendar came, including a bunch of people who watched the fun in the first and second grades of the lunar calendars. We walked there in a hurry.

In our hearts, we had long believed that Chen Hui was the eldest brother, so he was walking in the middle. Chen Yexing and Zhong Buchuan and others stood next to him. We were holding sticks in our hands and walked towards the young and dandy, attracting the admiration of the juniors and sisters, making us feel unique in appearance and the wind is always on our way.

There was the same group of people from the third grade of junior high school standing opposite. In a blink of an eye, they saw that the number was about the same. They were Yang Kewei standing in front, holding a stick in his hand. After seeing us coming, he bolted the cigarette butts and twisted his neck to walk towards us. The two sides fought and were about to break out.

Soon, the distance between us was less than three meters, and Huang Kewei stretched out his stick: "Aren't it just a group of fourth-year junior high school? Today I'll let you see what a group fight is!"

"Pretend to be your pussy." Chen Hui shouted loudly, raised his hand and turned over.

At least hundreds of people on both sides, we went together in an instant. We couldn't tell who was who was. Anyway, we just wanted to just mess around when we saw someone we didn't know.

I shouted at the person closest to me with a bang and a stick. My hands were numb. The man covered his head and whined. He was about to fight back, but my eyelids shook so much that he stopped his hands and said sadly: "Brother, I am my own!"

It was too dark, I didn't see who it was. Take a closer look, Damn, Huang Feilong!

Chi Xiaoya's once heart-tempted male god: "Brother, I made a mistake."

While I was talking, I wonder which turtle guy came to do a sneak attack. He hit me with a stick on my shoulders.

Brother Yang is no longer the one who fell in just a few moves, and he is also very fierce in fighting.

I joined forces with Huang Feilong, and with Zhong Buchuan who kicked the big kick from the side, we soon had a blank space around us.

No one around us dared to come over for the time being, but it was different there. Many people from the fourth grade of the junior high school started running back. The reason was that Yang Kewei and the others were so fierce that they became a pot of loose sand in the fourth grade of the junior high school. In the end, there were only a group of people from our class, as well as few as Huang Feilong and others, and sixty or seventy people, and nearly forty people ran away! If we couldn't do this, our reputation for the fourth grade of the junior high school was lost.
Chapter completed!