Zhang Xingming did not recite the book. At that time, students carried the books to and from school every day, which was more than ten or twenty kilograms. Later, I thought about how stupid it was, I had to walk five or six miles.

As soon as he left school, there were people looking for trouble. "Hey, hey, what about you, that fat man, come here." Someone pointed at Liu Xiancheng and shouted, "Liu Xiancheng has been fat since he was a child and looks silly."

Liu Xiancheng is not very brave and is not small. He has never fought with anyone in his memory, but he has never been afraid of anyone: "Call me? Who are you? I know you?"

"What's wrong? I can't shout you, a bastard." Several people surrounded him.

Zhang Xingming said: "Are you stupid? Four people come up and beat us six." Zhang Xingming knew these two, two of them in the same class, two of them in the second grade of junior high school, and they are both students. Lao Ben's brother is also a school teacher, and he teaches special classes. He doesn't know what he feels like to teach his younger brother.

A few people looked at Zhang Xingming: "Damn, this kid is quite awesome. Who are your mother talking about? Ah?" Er Laizi reached out to push Zhang Xingming.

Zhang Xingming looked at him pushing him on his shoulder and asked, "Do you do it first?" When fighting in Northeast China, he talked about taking action first and then taking action, as if he could take action after taking action.

"What happened to me?" Er Laizi pushed him for a while without pushing him. He was thin and small, and he was a little angry and reached out to call Zhang Xingming on his head.

Zhang Xingming turned his head and dodged the slap, reached out and grabbed Erlaizi's neck, raised him up, and pushed him two steps forward against the school courtyard wall, thumping: "Is it reasonable to do it? Move now, move."

He pushed Er Laizi against the wall with his hands a few times. Er Laizi grinned his teeth and struggled with pain, but his feet were unable to use force. Besides, with his strength, it would be useless to touch the ground.

On the one hand, Lao Ben reached out to grab Zhang Xingming: "Let go, your mother's pussy." Before he could reach the place, Zhang Xingming twisted his waist and raised his legs, kicked Lao Ben's big hips, and staggered: "Get out of here."

He turned around and said to Erlaizi, "Do you know if you don't move, will I strangle you to death?" At this moment, his hand was on Erlaizi's neck and chin, not pinching it.

After saying that, he tightened his hand and slid his thumb into Erlaizi's chin. His hand was pinching his neck. He grabbed it tightly, Erlaizi's face turned pale all of a sudden.

Lao Ben rushed up again, Zhang Xingming kicked him away again, and the two next to him also reacted at this time and reached out to grab them.

Zhang Xingming tried hard on his hand, pushed Er Laizi upwards, and tried hard on his waist. He swung him half a circle, threw him to the ground, and turned around and punched him in the face. He had been practicing military stamina for six years in his life. It was the actual boxing skills of the scouts, not a fancy way.

The beaten one fell to the ground with a loud bang, his nose and mouth were bleeding, his lips were broken, and he was turning a hole.

Zhang Xingming ignored him, and took two steps, squatted and hugged Lao Ben's waist with one punch. Lao Ben covered his waist and squatted down and couldn't stand up. This trick hits the kidneys. If he hits it hard, he can knock it off. It is commonly known as the waist loss, which is not ordinary pain.

After the beating, Zhang Xingming stood up straight and said to the other party who found that the situation was wrong and retreated, "Can you still beat him?" At this time, the freshmen had already walked away. Several of the beatings ran away now. The bastards and others all surrounded the side and watched and cheered, applauding.

"How cruel is this? This guy is pretty good at fighting."

"Fuck, I've swung this force."

When Zhang Xingming asked, he coaxed him, some shouted and some shouted and ran away quickly, you can't help it. This guy stood there and walked, and he didn't beat him, his face turned blue and red.

Zhang Xingming took out ten dollars from his pocket and threw it to him. To be honest, he really didn't know this person, and he didn't have any impression of him. He said, "Okay, take them to the hospital, don't pretend in the future."

He coaxed him again: "Fuck me, it's ten yuan, who's this guy? He's quite a big deal."

"My real mother is rich, can you make some?"

Zhang Xingming walked over and said to the person who wanted to make something, "Come on, come here, I'll get some for you."

A group of people started to make a fuss again. The guy felt embarrassed and strode over and slapped Zhang Xingming: "Did my mother give you a face?"

Zhang Xingming dodged sideways, and a left hook hit him on the side. He then stepped forward, and another right hook hit the other side. He twisted his waist and kicked him sideways. He used all his strength and kicked the kid's feet away from the ground. He fell more than a meter away in one bang, and his face broke.

"Get up, come again." Zhang Xingming walked over and said to him, touching his head with his feet. The fall was heavy now. The guy crawled a few times but couldn't get up, and blood dripped down his chin to the ground.

"Is there any more? Who wants to fight?" Zhang Xingming looked up at the circle of people surrounding him. They were basically all seniors, and half of them knew each other.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, no one says anything.

Zhang Xingming paid another ten yuan and threw it to the next side of the buddy's head: "Give it, go to the hospital by yourself, come to see me again after you get it, from Class 5, the first grade of the first grade."

After saying that, Zhang Xingming called a few classmates and everyone walked home. After Zhang Xingming won, they were also happy and excited, as if they were much more courageous all of a sudden. This is the sense of honor of their friends.

After walking more than a hundred meters ahead, I arrived at the gasoline depot gate. The little classmate and two girls stood there, stared at Zhang Xingming, and said, "I'm fighting again. I won't tell Uncle Zhang when I go back, what are you fighting?"

Zhang Xingming smiled and said, "They hit me first, didn't you watch?"

The little girl turned her head, and then eight or nine people walked back together, chatting and joking while walking, turning over what happened just now.

When I got home, my dad didn't come back in the evening when I went to work. Zhang Xingming checked the time and went to the kitchen to cook for his grandparents. As he ate with the two old men, he cleaned up the table, and went out to the police station.

From Zhang Xingming's house to the police station, he went out and turned around and arrived. At this time, the bathhouse had not been demolished and the boiler room was there, but basically no one had taken a bath here. There was a side food shop and a grain station next to it. The police station was between the bathhouse and the side food, and there were two broken bungalows.

Zhang Xingming pushed the door and looked around with his hands. A policeman asked, "Kid, Kaha? Who are you looking for?"

Zhang Xingming pointed at Officer Chen who was sitting inside and said, "I'll look for my Uncle Chen." Xiao Chen looked over after hearing the sound. When he saw that it was him, he stood up and walked over and asked, "Erming, is there something wrong with looking for Uncle?"

Zhang Xingming pulled him out of the house, walked a few steps aside, and said, "Uncle Chen, do you know the people from the Zhao family police station?"

Xiao Chen nodded and said, "I know you, what's wrong?"

Zhang Xingming said: "You can tell me to him. School has just started these days, so I guess there will be a lot of fights. There are too many gangsters in the Zhao family. I have had one fight just after school starts today."
Chapter completed!