That student turned sex

In the police station, those people were all locked in the room last night, separated by a silver fence, begging for mercy from the police on duty.

"We just want to steal some money! I really have no other ideas!"

"We didn't steal anything, shouldn't it be serious?"

"Just steal some money? Then you bring a knife?"

The police sat outside, not believing such words. Last night, this group of people hadn't jumped like this. This morning, when they realized that they might have committed a serious crime, it was not as simple as being detained for more than ten days, and they all started to make noise.

Indeed, although their intention was to steal things, they did not cause casualties or property losses. Generally speaking, the circumstances are not serious.

However, when they entered the house with knives, the nature changed. Now it is not simply a crime of theft.

"We just use a knife to pry open the door." The person inside tried to explain again.

"No matter what you say, the nature of carrying a knife is different." But the policeman on duty suddenly slapped the table, his words were very harsh, and reprimanded: "You guys are already considered burglary! Do you know?! The sentence will be much heavier!"

As soon as they heard the word "robbery", these people immediately panicked: "No way..."

"Brother Qiang! Didn't you say that carrying a knife is just to scare people, will it be fine?"

"... woo woo woo, I don't want to go to jail for a few years..."

As soon as Ji Xiaohan and Yan Mo came in, they happened to see these people looking ashen and dead.

After seeing them, these people shrank back subconsciously. It seemed that they were scared of being beaten last night.

But in an instant, the so-called strong brother reacted first, pointing at Yan Mo and saying: "But we were also beaten by him last night?!"

Others followed: "Yes! Yes! We were injured by them?!"

The wounds of these people have been simply bandaged, but the injuries are still obvious.

This will be laid out, trying to prove that he was also injured, and the punishment can be mitigated.

"Burglary, you still carry a knife, if someone hits you, that's self-defense!"

As a result, the police blocked them back with one sentence.

"It's all minor injuries. It's nothing serious. You deserve the beating." A policewoman next to her whispered while pouring water.

Ji Xiaohan stood there, thinking about the situation last night, he asked: "How long will they be sentenced like this?"

The female policeman handed the paper cups to the two of them and said, "More than three years, depending on the situation."

As soon as she said this, the people inside cried and slapped the iron railing to curse people, but when the policemen raised the batons in their hands, they were so afraid of the pain that they all shrank back and stopped.

Seeing that they were in peace, the police put away the sticks, thinking to themselves, with this kind of virtue, they dared to break into and steal...the prison is not enough!

Hearing that the sentence could last so long, Ji Xiaohan was slightly relieved.

Although it was a false alarm, the scare he received last night was really not small.

If this group of people has been staying near their home, it always makes people feel nervous.

However, how the case will be judged in the end depends on the subsequent results.

Ji Xiaohan could only ask the police what they needed, and when the communication was over, he went out of the police station again.

Yan Mo didn't speak the whole time, and stood aside, this time he would come out with Ji Xiaohan, as if the whole person breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Xiaohan didn't feel it when he was deeply in his own mood last night.

Only then did he realize that Yan Mo had been tense all the time.

The two walked a few steps and crossed a street. Ji Xiaohan looked at the road under his feet, thinking about what happened the day before, and was about to speak to Yan Mo when a voice came in.

"Hey! Isn't this beautiful Ji Damei? Why are you out shopping?"

Ji Xiaohan and Yan Mo looked at the voice at the same time.

There were several people standing by the side of the road, and the leader was the speaker. He was wearing a patterned casual shirt and blue shorts, with his hands in his trouser pockets.

If you say that Yan Mo is the rebellious and frivolous person among the idlers, then this person is the wretched one who appears to be sloppy among the idlers.

His tone of voice is neither yin nor yang, and the tone is like some kind of disgusting animal.

There were also a few other sleazy partners around him, who met him and laughed loudly: "Come out and buy skirts... Hahahaha!"

"I haven't seen you for so long, Ji Xiaohua looks even more beautiful."

As soon as this familiar and annoying voice appeared, Ji Xiaohan's face turned indifferent, and he didn't say anything he planned to say to Yan Mo.

He didn't want to get entangled with these rascals, so he looked away for a moment, turned around and walked home.

The flowered shirt was not relentless, he led the people to follow a few steps, and stopped in front of Ji Xiaohan.

Flower Shirt looked at Ji Xiaohan, looked him up and down, his eyes were wretched and amazed, and then he continued to tease: "It's been a long time since I saw him, does it look better? Why did you run away as soon as you saw me... ah! "

Before he finished speaking, Yan Mo on the side had already stepped forward and grabbed his collar, the floral shirt was dragged forward, and the younger brother beside him was bumped by him and fell to the ground.

Yan Mo grabbed the flowered shirt, and before he could do anything, he uttered wild words and yelled at Ji Xiaohan: "Ji Xiaohan! How dare you find someone to beat me!! You want to be expelled again? !"

The younger brother staggered to his feet, and cooperated: "That's right! If you dare to do something, you will not be so lucky this time!!"

……

Yan Mo's face changed slightly, and he was about to punch him.

"Yan Mo!" Ji Xiaohan shouted behind him: "Don't do it!"

After Ji Xiaohan shouted, Yan Mo really stopped his hands, but only stopped, he still grabbed the opponent's collar and did not let go.

Hua Shirt was still a little nervous at first, worried about being beaten, but when he saw the situation, he instantly relaxed.

I was so scared by this person just now that I almost lost my face, so I have to get back my face.

He lifted his chin and pushed Yan Mo's hand, Yan Mo restrained his temper and let go of him.

As a result, Hua Shirt took a few steps back and stood behind the younger brothers. He seemed to have found a sense of security, and immediately yelled arrogantly.

"Yo, my name is Ji Damei, what are you excited about!?"

Hua Shirt's tone was eccentric, and he looked up at Yan Mo from a distance.

"Could it be that you like him?"

"Hey, how's it going, prettier than a girl, right?"

Yan Mo didn't hold back and walked over a few steps, grabbed his collar, and with all his strength, lifted him from the ground and dragged him to the side of the road.

The veins on the back of Yan Mo's hands were bulging, and two of the buttons on the floral shirt fell off. He was caught off guard and dragged over, screaming in fright: "! Ji Xiaohan!!"

"If your friend dares to hit me! I will definitely let you drop out of school this time!!??"

"It's useless even if your mother comes to kneel down for me!"

A stern look flashed in Yan Mo's eyes, and he was about to punch him.But Ji Xiaohan suddenly grabbed his wrist, and the phalanges that were still exerting force instantly relaxed.

Yan Mo looked sideways at Ji Xiaohan: "If I hit him, it won't affect you!"

Ji Xiaohan didn't say a word, he still dragged him away.

Being grabbed by Ji Xiaohan, Yan Mo had no choice but to let go of the flowered shirt in resentment, and walked behind Ji Xiaohan helplessly.

Behind him, the floral shirt wanted to say a few more words: "...Ji..."

Yan Mo suddenly turned his head and stared at him, the sternness in his eyes startled him.

"... Tsk tsk, who are you scaring!"

When the person walked away, the floral shirt muttered to himself again.

Ji Xiaohan walked back, with low air pressure all the way.

On the way, Yan Mo tried to talk several times, but couldn't find any suitable topics.

Turned another street.

"...Don't be angry." Yan Mo said tentatively: "Don't take what he said to heart."

"What's wrong with me?"

Ji Xiaohan stared intently at the front of the road, and said he was not angry, but his face was completely different, he was seriously angry.

Yan Mo looked worried: "..."

Ji Xiaohan was angry, and suddenly remembered that in the classroom yesterday, what Yan Mo said was not too much, and he looked sideways at Yan Mo, and added: "You are no different, you don't think the same way as them what?"

"How come..." Yan Mo didn't know where Ji Xiaohan was stimulated again, why he suddenly got angry with him, and quickly denied, "I didn't..."

But Ji Xiaohan glanced at him, Yan Mo changed his words and said: "I'm a bitch...don't take it to heart! I definitely don't mean it like they do!"

Ji Xiaohan ignored him, his eyes turned, and his eyes focused on the roof of the station a few streets away.

Ji Xiaohan suddenly changed his words: "You should go home."

"Didn't I change it?" Yan Mo's complexion changed, he didn't bother to scratch his head, he hurriedly grabbed Ji Xiaohan's arm, and apologized: "I was wrong, I will never say it again."

But it has nothing to do with apologizing, Ji Xiaohan felt that Yan Mo should really go home, he tried to retract his arm, but Yan Mo still held onto it.

Ji Xiaohan tilted his head: "Didn't you come to find relatives? There are none here, you won't go home? Your parents won't look for you?"

As soon as Ji Xiaohan said this, Yan Mo was stunned, as if he suddenly remembered that he still had a father, he slowly let go of Ji Xiaohan: "...I forgot."

Can you forget this too?Ji Xiaohan shook his head: "Go back first, I'll bring you your schoolbag, and you can go home."

Yan Mo's face was slightly lost, and he followed a few steps, still wanting to continue to be foolish.

But after a while, I didn't know what I remembered, and changed my attitude again: "Okay, I'll go back first, but I won't go to your house to get the schoolbag, and there is nothing in it, you can bring it to me when school starts. "

Ji Xiaohan stopped.

Yan Mo said again: "You go back and walk carefully, then I'm leaving."

After speaking, he turned and walked back.

"Hey..." Ji Xiaohan turned around after listening, and saw that Yan Mo had already walked a few steps away.

He opened his mouth to say something, but felt that he had nothing to say.

He should find another way to repay the favor he owed Yan Mo yesterday.

Ji Xiaohan finally sighed and went home alone.

The flower shirt watched Ji Xiaohan and Yan Mo walk away, then turned around and walked to the video game city with a few younger brothers.

"No, it's his grandma. I was beaten by him at the beginning, and I haven't found a chance to get the place back. I finally ran into it today, and I was interrupted by some molesting words. I'm so upset!" Hua Shirt stood in the game The more I thought about it, the more unhappy I was, and I suddenly kicked the wall.

The little brother beside him hurriedly gave him an idea: "Brother, why don't we block him tonight? Teach him a lesson?"

Flower Shirt took the exchanged game coins and walked into the game hall, shaking his head while walking: "No, didn't you see that person was with him just now?"

"That's now, wait for him to be alone at night, what are you afraid of! Besides, we were scared just now because we were unprepared. When the time comes, a group of us will sneak up and attack, and we will be fine!" Another younger brother leaned closer and said.

Hua Shirt found a game of whack-a-mole, stood there and distributed the game coins to them, with a bad tone: "Sneak attack? That much price drop."

Several younger brothers looked at him, took the game coins with a smile, and complained in their hearts: It makes you seem like you have never done it before...

"However, you need to find a good place for a sneak attack." After distributing the coins in the flowery shirt, he threw one into the machine and continued: "I think the alley near Ji Xiaohan's house is quite suitable—! Oh shit! Who dragged it?" I take..."

The floral shirt suddenly stopped.

The person they were talking about followed him at some point. He was standing next to the whack-a-mole machine in operation, holding his collar with one hand, and almost picked him up. His pair of phoenix eyes stared coldly at Looking at him: "Very suitable? What is very suitable?"

Considering Ji Xiaohan's presence just now, Yan Mo didn't use too much force, but when he let go of his hand, the soles of the floral shirt were almost hanging in the air. If the clothes were not strong enough, the whole person would fall off.

In summer, he felt cold all over: "No...it's nothing..."

"Nothing?" Yan Mo's tone was very low, not angry, completely different from the tone he used in front of Ji Xiaohan before: "Oh?..."

When Hua Shirt heard his tone, his heart trembled unconsciously: "...Brother! Brother! I was just talking nonsense—"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Mo pressed his head with one hand, and with a "bang", his forehead hit the machine.

"Bingo!"

The game console let out a celebratory sound of hitting a gopher.

Then Yan Mo grabbed the flowered shirt and hit several gophers one after another.

"Bingo!"

"Bingo!"

"Bingo!"

"Binnnnnnnnnnnnngo!"

The gopher machine couldn't be called, almost unable to keep up with Yan Mozai's speed and accuracy.

None of the boys in the floral shirts were playing games, and everyone else in the game hall also stopped and looked this way.

"My mother?! Who is this boss?"

"It's so cruel?! It's terrible, isn't the person in his hands too miserable?"

"I have to say, the boss is a good player in games, with such a high accuracy, I don't know if he is good at catching dolls?"

……

……

"..." Hua Shirt couldn't speak anymore, he was about to urinate in fright, his eyes were staring, his mind was dazed, and he begged for mercy: "Brother! I was wrong, I will never dare again I really don’t dare! I’m just talking nonsense! I didn’t really want to do anything!!”

Yan Mo ignored him until after a round of Gopher, he finally calmed down a bit and let go of the floral shirt.

He loosened the collar of the floral shirt, scraped his chin with the back of his index finger, and stared around indifferently, as if the king had come.

Wherever he looked, everyone avoided him.

Someone muttered quietly: "Why does it feel like acting on TV?"

Someone replied: "It's even more exaggerated than on TV. You can't even play this kind of momentum!"

The flowered shirt looked at Yan Mo, and now he didn't dare to be provocative, for fear of being beaten again.

He looked crying: "Brother, can I hang out with you in the future?"

"Heh," Yan Mo snorted, and said with a smile, "What? Looking for a chance to bully me?"

"Don't dare." The flowered shirt shook his head.

"That is, you want to piss me off..." Yan Mo paused and said, "You want to yin Ji Xiaohan?"

"...don't dare" Hua Shirt took a sneak look at Yan Mo, was swept away by Yan Mo's eyes, and almost knelt down: "I really dare not, I just verbally teased a few words, but I never hit him! He was the one who hit me!"

"Really?" Yan Mo approached the floral shirt and patted his collar.

"Yeah, that's true!"

"Oh, I don't care if you are real or not. Anyway, I am the one who beat you today. If you feel uncomfortable, you can come to me for revenge, and I will accompany you if you find a group of people. But..."

Yan Mo's tone suddenly dropped a few degrees: "If you let me know, you touched Ji Xiaohan, including his family..."

"Don't say anything else," Yan Mo patted the arm of the flower shirt lightly, and the arm trembled suddenly, Yan Mo chuckled: "It's okay to cripple your two arms first."

After Yan Mo finished speaking, he took a small step back.

Hua Shirt was shocked by the arrogant tone, although he didn't believe it in his heart, someone could be so brave!Scrap his two arms?That's going to jail!

Thinking back when Ji Xiaohan injured him with a broken bone, he was almost sent to the detention center. If his mother hadn't knelt down and begged him, would he be able to study in the No. [-] Middle School today?Pooh!

But he didn't dare to show it on his face.

Yan Mo didn't even look at his expression, and didn't care what the flowered shirt thought. He patted the flowered shirt's head lightly: "You can choose not to believe it, just try."

After finishing speaking, Yan Mo took a few steps back, turned and went out.

The floral shirt was about to exhale, but stopped again.

Yan Mo went back and forth, took a few steps back, looked at him, and smiled: "Besides, I forgot to say, my name is Yan Mo. In case you can't find the right person!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Mo really left the video game city completely.

The people behind him watched him go, and when they could no longer see his figure, they immediately chatted away.

"What did he say his name was just now?"

"It seems to be Yan Mo?"

"Damn it! I know him! The school bully of No. [-] Middle School! I heard that his family is very rich, and the fights are fierce. Two days ago, the third school bully went to him for a fight, and he scared him away before fighting!"

"And this, how come I don't know?"

"The third lieutenant colonel is afraid of losing face, so he won't be told! But someone I know has seen it and told me."

"From this point of view, the rumors are true. With this momentum, the number one school bully in Ancheng, I wouldn't dare to confront him!"

The flowered shirt was frightened by Yan Mo, so he couldn't put it down and then lifted it up again. With a big embarrassment, he covered his face resentfully and left the video game city amidst the strange gazes around him.

Before leaving, one of the younger brothers asked hesitantly, "Then shall we still play? All the game coins have been exchanged..."

Immediately, someone slapped him on the head: "Didn't you see that the boss is going to die of anger? He wants to save face so much, now it's okay, he lost such a big face, and he is still playing a fart!"

"Then will he really trouble Yan Mo? Or trouble Ji Xiaohan?"

"……who knows……"

"Then what shall we do?"

"Let's...don't get meddled, just find an excuse to run away when we meet. He wants to die, but I still want to live."

Ji Xiaohan went home alone, his grandfather went out for a walk, and his mother hadn't returned yet.

There was only my younger sister at home. She was sitting in the yard writing. When she saw him come back, she quickly turned out the book and covered it, pretending to be studying.

"..." Ji Xiaohan looked at her, but didn't reveal it: "Are you not drying outside?"

"Well, it's okay, but I don't dare to write in the house, because I'm afraid that people won't know if someone enters the yard." The younger sister giggled, and then she was curious: "Hey, brother, where is your classmate?"

"Going home."

After Ji Xiaohan finished speaking, he entered the bedroom.

Ji Xiaoyu opened her eyes, looked at her brother's back, and suddenly curled her lips: "I'm going home now? You really don't know how to seize opportunities!"

Soon, Ji Xiaohan took out the sketchbook and grabbed a pencil by the way.

He sat opposite his sister, bowed his head and began to draw.

Compared with last night, at this moment, there is a feeling of tranquility, and the mess in the yard has been cleaned up long ago.

Although there was a shock last night, for ordinary people like them, every day's life must go on normally, and it is impossible to be stuck in it all the time.

Therefore, Ji Xiaohan's life in the next few days seemed unusually peaceful.

They re-pasted the sharp broken glass with cement on the fence of the yard, and strengthened the lock of their own door, adding some security measures.

In addition, it is quiet study and painting, without waves.

But he didn't know that as early as the night of the holiday, a new hot post related to him and Yan Mo appeared on the campus post bar.