The enemy is pretending to be weak every day

Zhai Shen was tightly hugged by Tao Ji, unable to take half a step forward, he was a little impatient, but he couldn't do anything to Tao Ji, Tao Ji was his cousin, the serious nephew of his mother.

Zhai Shen could only watch the little weak chicken leave before his eyes, but knowing his name, he would have to settle the score with him sooner or later if he escaped the monk and couldn't escape the temple.

After the person left, Zhai Shen pulled Tao Ji's hand away, and sat back on the dining chair with a displeased expression on his face.

"Brother, calm down, calm down." Tao Ji pushed the instant noodles in front of Zhai Shen, and explained to him: "That kid is a top student specially poached by the school, and the school leader treats him as a treasure, so you really can't hit him."

Zhai Shen raised his eyes and looked at Tao Ji, "Is the building donated by my father worth a weakling?"

Tao Ji was dumbfounded.

How do you measure this? On the one hand, there are elite talents who are hard to buy, and on the other hand, the rich and powerful donate directly to the building. With the attitude of the school leaders, it is estimated that they are reluctant to lose either side.

"The main reason is that the boy is in poor health. I heard that he had an operation to delay his schooling, otherwise it would not be our turn to poach people from Songyang High School." Tao Ji continued to analyze, "Brother, think about it, with his body, you can When the fist goes down, he will fall to the ground and get up, and then you will be blamed for not letting go of your anger, it is not worthwhile, is it?"

Zhai Shen felt that there was some truth in what he said, and thinking about seeing that little white face so weak just now, the anger in his heart dissipated a little.

But this can't make Zhai Shen let him go, he always has revenge, and the video that the little boy made him go over the wall was played on the school's big screen in a loop all afternoon, so he must suffer a little.

A few days passed, and before Zhai Shen had time to teach that little boy a lesson, he was called by the earring boy from the next class to make a temporary rescue.

I also blame the stud boy for his bad luck. When Zhai Shen climbed over the courtyard wall to leave the school a few days ago, he happened to meet two gangsters from the school next to him. The two gangsters carried a steel pipe and blocked a student from Songyang No. [-] Middle School in a broken tile house. Ask for money later.

It's fine to rob him, but if he robs Songyang No. [-] Middle School, does he really think that Zhai Shen is a piece of paper?

Zhai Shenchun thought it was a brave act when he was out of school, and beat up the two gangsters until they screamed, then clapped his hands and swaggered away.

The two gangsters from No. [-] Middle School couldn't hold back their breath. They went back to school to find helpers. They blocked the door of No. [-] Middle School and prepared to give Di Shen a hand. Then they met Wang Xu, the stud boy. Wang Xu followed Di Shen all the year round. Several schools nearby The gangsters in the house are already familiar.

If you don't block Zhai Shen, then beat his little brother up first.

The unlucky Wang Xu was surrounded, so he could only tremblingly poke his phone to ask Zhai Shen for help.

When Zhai Shen led a group of people to the old alley at the back gate of the school, Wang Xu was squatting in the corner with his head in his arms. Hearing the movement, he raised his head and looked over.

Zhai Shen's eyelids twitched twice, he was so ugly by Wang Xu's current appearance.

Ugly in the first place, even uglier after being beaten.

Zhai Shen looked opposite, the one with the yellow hair in Thirteenth Middle School was their leader, his name was Chen Ding, he was thick and thick like a prickly man, probably when he was born his father wanted him to stand upright, but he didn't expect to grow into a A tripod.

When Chen Ding saw Zhai Shen, he smiled very sinisterly. Coupled with the sloppy face on his face, if he went to play tricks and become a bandit, the crew would have to pay him 50 yuan more.

Zhai Shen slandered inwardly before he could barely concentrate.

Seeing that Huang Maoding was still going to say ten or eight back and forth nonsense, the big class break was almost over, Zhai Shen hurried back to class, and directly raised his hand, "Hurry up, how many of you are going to class together?"

A dozen or so students behind Zhai Shen who hadn't had time to take off their school uniforms shouted, "That's right, hurry up!"

Zhai Shen curled his lips, he was a little disgusted, the team that Tao Ji assembled for him was all fake.

But talk is better than nothing, these few were brought to carry a stretcher for Wang Xu, not to help him fight.

To deal with those flamboyant scumbags in the thirteenth high school, Zhai Shen alone is enough.

Facts have proved that his estimation of the combat power of the [-]th Middle School was not bad, and he beat five or six people on the opposite side, that is, about ten minutes later, Zhai Shen threw the rusty iron pipe aside, and passed the construction site smoothly. The weapon he picked up was stained with rust in his hand.

Zhai Shen stepped on the yellow-haired tripod's face and smiled brightly, "Are you still fighting? Didn't play well? Do you want to make another appointment?"

Huang Maoding struggled under his feet, Zhai Shen moved his feet and squatted down, grabbed his yellow hair, lifted him up and leaned up, his voice was soft but full of sternness, "You go elsewhere to show off your power No matter, if you dare to move a person from No. [-] Middle School, don't blame me, Zhai Shen, for not teaching you how to do things."

After finishing speaking, he threw the Huangmao Ding aside and saw Huang Maoding slumped on the ground, his chest heaving unceasingly. He hooked the corners of his lips, patted off the rust in his hands, and stood up.

The group of male students who came to be the cheerleaders had never seen this scene before, they felt their blood boiled, and they all applauded, wishing to roll up their sleeves and rush forward twice.

Zhai Shen began to feel ashamed of them again.

He asked the group of people who came to make up the numbers to help Wang Xu back, and left the group of people by himself.

There used to be a crooked neck tree by the courtyard wall on the north side of the school, but after he was caught climbing over the wall last time, the crooked neck tree was cut down. Electric barbed wire.

Zhai Shen looked up, not going to test whether the barbed wire was really charged, and walked around a bend.

The wall on the west side was a fish that slipped through the net. Zhai Shen took a few steps back, then ran up to the top of the wall with a run-up, raised his long legs, and sat astride the wall.

He looked down at the terrain under his feet, and suddenly met a pair of eyes. At this moment, Zhai Shen's first reaction turned out to be a headache.

He should have never recognized these eyes a few days ago, but now, they are deeply imprinted in his mind.

After a few days, when he climbed over the wall again, he met this little boy again.

When the little white face saw Zhai Shen, the astonishment flashed across his eyes, and he unconsciously took half a step back.

Di Shen raised his brows, things like momentum ebbed and flowed, the little boy panicked, and he, Di Shen, was not polite.

Zhai Shen leaned on the wall and jumped down, walked up to the little boy in two steps, blocked his way, with a wicked smile on his face, "Where are you going? Want to sue the principal again?"

The little white face pursed his lips, without saying a word, he turned around and was about to walk back.

Di Shen was not willing to let him go, he took his arm and dragged him back against the courtyard wall, "Why are you running? I will still eat you?"

The two stood opposite each other, and Zhai Shen was surprised to find that the little boy was half a head taller than him. He felt a little uneasy for no reason, and he shook his feet indiscriminately.

The little boy still ignored him, leaning against the courtyard wall silently, holding a book in his hand, his eyes drooping slightly, with the attitude of an obedient student, looking easy to bully.

"Isn't it class time? Why are you a good student still hanging out in school?" Zhai Shen stepped on the wall with one foot, crossed his arms with his chest, and propped his body to keep a close distance from him.

The other party still did not respond.

Zhai Shen frowned. No one in the No. [-] Middle School dared to treat him with such an attitude. He moved his wrist and said in a gloomy tone, "Hey, little boy, can I ask you something?"

The little white face raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes were cold, without any sign of shrinking, for a moment, Zhai Shen was shocked by his eyes.

But it was only a matter of a second, the person in front of him was as thin as a bamboo pole, he looked like a rookie with little strength, bluffing.

The little boy refused to talk to him, and Zhai Shen's patience was worn out, "I wanted to teach you a lesson two days ago, but I never found a chance. This time, you have thrown yourself into a trap."

Before Zhai Shen finished speaking, he grabbed the front of his shirt, and according to his usual habits, his fist was about to hit the opponent's face in the next second.

With his arms waving, the people under him froze, motionless, the joints of the hands holding the book turned white from being too tightly gripped, and his face was already as pale as paper.

When Zhai Shen saw his posture, he was in a trance for a moment, and he was already frightened like this before hitting him. Could it be that this person is just paper?

Thinking of this, his hand subconsciously turned slightly, his fist brushed the opponent's shoulder, and hit the wall behind the little white face, the rough wall made his hand hurt.

Di Shen gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his hands, and threw the man away angrily. With strength in his hands, he pushed his little white face, and his back hit the wall with a muffled sound.

Tao Ji said that the little boy was not in good health, so he couldn't help beating him, and two strokes would send him to the emergency room.

For the sake of his weakness, let's not argue with him today.

It was probably unexpected that Zhai Shen would be so kind-hearted enough to let him go, the little boy didn't move for a while, his eyes slightly surprised.

Zhai Shen clearly saw that after he let go of the opponent, the white T-shirt on the little white face was loosely covering his body, one side of the neck and shoulders was exposed, and the place where his fist had just brushed was smudged red, and the more Deeper and deeper, like a flower blooming on his radiant white skin.

His eyes stayed for a few seconds, and he looked at him carefully, thinking that this little boy was not only in poor health, timid, but also very delicate.

It's just that the fist brushed it, and it was red and swollen to the point of bruising. If he didn't stop his hand just now, wouldn't this kid be unable to get up now?

Noticing Zhai Shen's gaze, Pei Zheng stood up straight and tidied up his clothes silently.

His face regained some color, and he no longer gave people the illusion that he would fall down at any time. Zhai Shen put his hands in his pockets to watch him tidy his clothes slowly and smooth the wrinkles on his chest. Like a girl.

"Hey, can you talk?" Zhai Shen asked.

People, the more they want what they can't get, the more Pei Zheng ignores him, Zhai Shen just wants to talk to him, ask and ask, beat him, why is he still silent?

Hard or soft?

Pei Zheng didn't look at him. After the wrinkles on his clothes were smoothed out, he turned around holding the book and walked away. Zhai Shen frowned and followed, "It is known that Xiao Ming walked 120 meters per minute, and a stone hit him. The speed is 27 meters per second, Xiao Ming walked for half a minute first, how long does it take for the stone to hit the back of Xiao Ming's head?"

Pei Zheng paused, "Yes."

Zhai Shen: "Huh?"

Pei Zheng: "Can talk."

After speaking, he continued to walk forward, and Zhai Shen stopped on the spot with his hands on his waist, tilting his head.

Good guy, it turns out that intimidating Xueba has to rely on euphemistic expressions.