How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

Wei Qi lay on the bed and waited for a long time, and finally waited until Sun Lei's friend application was approved.

"Brother Wei Qiwei, right? I know. I've heard in junior high that you and Wang Heng are known as the Great Demon Kings. Why do you need help with anything?"

Sun Lei was quite polite when he came up. Of course, politeness comes from a different perspective. If the person who joined him was a nerd who only knew how to read, he would definitely start with a "?". Who wouldn't know how to pretend to be cold?

When they were still in the first year of high school, Wang Heng and Wei Qi participated in several large-scale activities and made some names. Later, they "retired from the world." The myths about the two people became more and more outrageous. This is what Sun Lei pointed out. The reason is polite.

Wei Qi didn't want to be polite to Sun Lei, so he just said:

"Tomorrow at noon outside the abandoned factory outside the school, we will have a chat alone."

After sending these messages, Wei Qi turned off his phone. In his opinion, that was enough.

After teaching Sun Lei at noon, he skipped class and went to see Wang Heng in the afternoon, perfect.

But Sun Lei is different. He is a gangster. His grades are not good and he can only do so well, but he still has some crooked ideas.

Seeing that Wei Qi's attitude and tone of chat were not very friendly, he was already prepared for the worst.

He hasn't done anything big these days, and he hasn't participated in group fights, so he probably hasn't offended Wei Qi in the gangster world.

The only thing he did was to start chasing a girl named Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian is in class 2 of senior high school, and Wei Qi should be in senior high school now.

Sun Lei quickly called his younger brother:

"Hey, let me ask you something, which class is Wei Qi in?"

"Wei Qi? He seems to be from Class 2 of Senior High School, right?"

"Dry!"

Sun Lei hung up the phone.

"Damn it, aren't you just chasing a girl? There's a lot of bullshit! I call you Brother Wei just to give you face. If I don't give you face, what the hell are you doing!"

Sun Lei's face was uncertain under the fluorescent light of his mobile phone. Although he scolded Wei Qi so much, Wei Qi was really strong and he didn't know what he ate when he grew up. He was a little bit shy about the date between the two of them tomorrow. .

After thinking for a long time, Sun Lei finally decided to shake people.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was time for the two of them to make a date.

When the bell rang at noon, Wei Qi glanced at Zhao Qian, who was sitting diagonally in front of him. She was lying on the table in distress, staring at the book and not knowing what she was drawing one stroke at a time.

Wei Qi went to the school wall, pushed his feet hard, and reached the edge of the wall with his arms. Then he climbed up skillfully, turned to a place closer to the ground, and jumped off.

Some people lined up behind him, imitating his example of climbing up the wall and jumping off, but none of them were as skilled as him. Occasionally, someone would jump and sprain their feet, but they would try to hold on and pretend to be fine, limping towards the wall. Rush to the Internet cafe.

The abandoned factory is quite big. In the past, wild mandarin ducks who couldn't afford a house often came here to study English all night long.

During the day, it is left to the gangsters to arrange fights. Day and night, this factory has its own bustle.

But later on, there was a group fight and someone was too violent and beat someone to death. The wild mandarin ducks who came here to spend the night also lost their place to study all night. After all, no one wants to have someone suddenly pop up and ask: when they are studying hard,

"Is it okay to add me?"

The factory door is never closed. When Wei Qi walked in, Sun Lei was already waiting there.

"Brother Wei, right? Why did you ask me to come out specifically to talk about something?"

The young gangster Sun Lei had a cigarette in his mouth but did not light it. Minors are not allowed to smoke. Harmony police are everywhere.

"You are chasing Zhao Qian, right."

Wei Qi got straight to the point. He didn't have the slightest fondness for low-end gangsters like Sun Lei.

"Correct."

"She rejected you, but you insisted on sticking up to her and spreading rumors everywhere. Do you know how much this affected her?"

"do not know."

Sun Lei was very bachelor and answered with a smile.

"you like her?"

"..."

Wei Qi froze immediately and his face turned red.

"If you like it, go and chase it. Why are you looking for me here? I see that you and Wang Heng did a lot of big things back then, so I called you Brother Wei. You really treat yourself like a dishonor!"

Sun Lei smashed the cigarette on the ground with disdain and raised his feet to walk out the door.

"stop!"

"Promise here first that you won't trouble Zhao Qian in the future, otherwise you won't be able to leave!"

Wei Qi finally realized what he was here to do.

"Yoho! Are you still pretending?"

Sun Lei laughed angrily.

"You are so awesome, do you want me to put my hands on your hips? I will not only annoy her, but also not let her study hard and make her beg me to be my girlfriend!"

"Fuck you!"

Wei Qi raised his leg and kicked him!

Sun Lei didn't expect that Wei Qi would suddenly make a move. He was kicked in the lower abdomen by Wei Qi and rolled out a long way, knocking over countless bottles and cans.

"How dare you dare to take action! Come on, brothers!"

I saw more than a dozen enthusiastic young people pouring out of the corners where the wild mandarin ducks camped out at night.

Everyone's face was full of defiance, as if it was an honor for the earth to accommodate them, as if the corner where they squatted would be regarded as a memorial hall and be respected by future generations.

They are the legendary social youths and street runners!

"If you dare to touch our brother Sun, you are seeking death!"

The young man walking in front held a steel pipe in his hand and pointed it at Wei Qi's nose.

Wei Qi has been on the battlefield for a long time and naturally understands that one person cannot defeat this group of people.

It's just that the anger in his heart has not been fully vented. He feels that Sun Lei should not just end up like this.

He rushed towards Sun Lei who was lying on the ground, and made up for it with punches and kicks.

Someone came to fight with him from behind. He blocked the iron rod with his arm and punched the man in the soft ribs.

The fighting style of the street runner is like this, it is a bit underhanded, and it pays attention to the fact that no serious injuries can be seen after hitting someone.

Otherwise, when they were arrested and examined for injuries, the injuries were too serious and they wouldn't even be able to compensate.

It's just that Wei Qi still has too many enemies to face. He blocked one, but he couldn't block thousands of idiots.

He was hit on the back by a gangster, which made him feel a little sore and confused. His reaction was a little slow, and someone bullied him again.

He only used the last of his wits to grab Sun Lei and beat him, beat him hard, beat him hard.

When his consciousness began to blur, he felt a little warm on his face.

He reached out to touch it and felt it was sticky. He subconsciously thought about how he ejaculated on his face.

Something was wrong at first glance. It was red. It turned out to be blood. It was just a little blood. His hands were a little weak, so he put them on the ground. He couldn't open his eyes. What idiot was shining a spotlight on him?

"Clang!"

"Something happened, run away!"

Seeing that something was not right, the gangsters threw away their sticks and ran away. Sun Lei, his head covered with big bumps and blood, limped to catch up with the crowd.

......

"How dare you not answer my call!?"

Wang Heng exploded at that time.

I called one after another, but no one answered.

"My giao, something happened!?"

Wang Heng felt a little worried and made a call directly to Wei Qi's father, Wei Gu'an.

"Uncle Wei, it's me, I'm Wang Heng, yes, yes, yes, my body is fine. I just called Wei Qi, but he didn't answer. I wanted to ask if you arrested him. ....."

"what!"