I can say this word "no", not because I am so hard, nor because I attach much importance to Li Jiaojiao's safety, or instinctively resisting people like Cheng Hu and unwilling to be used by him.

Even if I want to recognize my elder brother, I will not recognize my elder brother like him.

Even if I was beaten to death by him, I didn't want to be used by such people.

It is conceivable that after I said this word, Cheng Hu's expression suddenly changed. His righteous face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying. He said four words to me viciously: "Look for death!"

Then, he stood up and looked at Zhao Song again. Zhao Song didn't know what we had just talked about, and thought Cheng Hu would still protect me, so he quickly said with a flattering smile: "Cheng Hu, since Wang Wei is your brother, I'll leave first."

After saying that, Zhao Song was about to leave, but Cheng Hu blocked his way. Zhao Song suddenly became a little panicked and said, Cheng Hu, what do you want to do?

Cheng Hu smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll tell you, Wang Wei was my brother before, and you really couldn't move him, touch him would slap me in the face; but from now on, he is no longer my brother, so you can do it!"

After hearing Cheng Hu's words, Zhao Song's eyes widened in an instant, as if he thought he had heard it wrong: "You, what did you say?"

Not only him, but the students around him were surprised. They didn't understand why Cheng Hu changed so quickly. He said righteously just now that he wanted to protect me, but in a minute, he said that he wanted Zhao Song to deal with me at will!

Zhao Song thought Cheng Hu was teasing him on purpose, so he quickly changed his face and coughed, saying, Cheng Hu, it would be boring to say this. Since Wang Wei is your brother, I will definitely not touch him again. Okay, I will leave first if there is nothing to do. Let’s have a drink.

"You don't believe it yet?"

Cheng Hu suddenly pulled out the belt on his body, bent down and strangled my throat. He was very strong, and I couldn't breathe. I grabbed the belt with both hands and made a uh, uh sound, but Cheng Hu ignored it and pulled the belt forward.

"I said he is not my brother." Then, Cheng Hu sneered at the students in the corridor and said, "Whoever sees this thing in the future can kick it. If he dares to fight back, you can come to me!"

Before, Zhao Song dragged me, but he just grabbed my throat, but Cheng Hu directly tied my throat with a belt, making me look more like a dog. He strides forward and continues the path that Zhao Song had not finished just now. This scene shocked Zhao Song and the classmates around him. No one could have thought how things would turn out like this.

Being dragged by someone with a belt is much more uncomfortable than being dragged by someone with a back collar. I have to grab the belt in front of my neck hard and try to make some space for myself to continue breathing.

Cheng Hu dragged me about ten meters before Zhao Song finally realized and hurriedly ran over, saying that Cheng Hu, it should have been like this long ago, this bastard is not a thing.

Cheng Hu nodded and said right, this guy is just a ungrateful wolf. I took him for nothing some time ago.

Zhao Song laughed twice and said that it was not too late to know now.

Cheng Hu dragged me for a while, and was burdened, and then handed it to Zhao Song to drag it. While dragging me alternately, the two of them insulted me, as if they regarded each other as their biggest confidant in their lives. The students also followed up again to watch the fun, and the mixed voices filled my surroundings again. Although most of them still felt pity for me, no one helped me plead with them, and only said that I was really finished this time.

Logically speaking, I was tortured by the two bosses so much that I should be more desperate and sad than before, but for some reason, I didn’t feel sad or despair anymore, but instead felt a sense of relief.

This is what is called death of the heart.

Since I don’t have the courage to stab someone with a knife, but I can’t beat someone with a stick, I deserve to be beaten, insulted, and dragged on the ground like a dead dog.

In this way, Zhao Song and Cheng Hu were joking while dragging me alternately, dragging me to the other end of the corridor before putting down their hands and leaving the scene with their arms around.

Before leaving, Zhao Song kicked me and said, Wang Wei, today is just the beginning, and I will torture you every day in the future!

I lay on the ground, motionless for a long time, and felt my body and soul had been hollowed out. It seemed that I had really become a dead dog. The classmates watching the fun around me slowly dispersed. Although most of them were sympathizing with me, they could not do anything except sympathy.

Gradually, I was the only one left under the wall at the end of the corridor, and the other students returned to the classroom to attend class. I was still lying on the ground without moving, with my eyes straight at the ceiling.

At some point, footsteps sounded again. It turned out that the security guard who had cared about me had come at noon today. He squatted beside me and sighed: "You are brave but not smart. If you are alone, you will attack me. Why are you fighting them head-on??"

I ignored him, but slowly stood up and walked towards my classroom. I pushed the door open and entered. The teacher who was teaching stopped, and the classmates in the class also looked at me.

Everyone knew about the scene in the corridor just now; even if there were those who didn't know, I should have seen something from my scarred body. I walked towards my seat expressionlessly, and then began to clean up the books silently.

At this time, I realized that Li Jiaojiao was not there. It must have been because I had poured brown sugar water in the morning and didn't come to class in the afternoon. I was not in the mood to care about this issue, but instead carried my schoolbag and left.

No classmates in the class stopped me, nor did the teacher stop me, as if my behavior was reasonable.

Yes, if it were someone who was insulted in public by Zhao Song and Cheng Hu, could he continue to read? Leaving with his schoolbag on his back is the only choice and the last choice.

I went downstairs with my schoolbag on my back and walked resolutely towards the school gate. When I passed by the basketball court, I saw a group of smoking students standing there. I recognized them at a glance. They were from the review class, which is from the fourth grade of junior high school. In our school, Zhao Song and Cheng Hu are of course very famous, but the real sky in the school is the students from these review classes, and their boss is called Jackals.

If I could surrender to the jackals, I would no longer have to be afraid of Zhao Song and Cheng Hu. I saw that among the people, jackals were also among them, leaning against the basketball stand, looking up at the sky.

I hesitated for a moment, and although I knew the hope was small, I still walked towards them. If there were other options, who would like to leave school in such a mess?

Originally, an unknown man like me was completely ineligible to talk to these reviewers, but I was already miserable enough now and I didn't care more miserable.

So I dragged my broken body and walked towards them step by step.

Soon, I came to the front of the reviewer.

There are about a dozen of these people, squatting or standing under the basketball hoop, holding cigarettes in their mouths, each of whom remained silent and didn't know what they were doing. I had never dealt with them, but I also knew how awesome they were. If I could surrender to them, Zhao Song and Cheng Hu would never dare to cause trouble for me again. I looked at the jackal with my back against the basketball hoop and finally got the courage to speak.

"Brother Wolf..."

"roll."

"I am……"

"roll."

Before I could finish a complete sentence, I received the word "Jackal" and the word "Roll". My heart suddenly felt like falling from an ice cave, and the last little hope was shattered. In fact, I shouldn't have hope. Why do people protect me for a waste like me?

When I thought that I was driven out of school like a dog, I was so uncomfortable that I almost cried. I clenched my fists and turned around, and was about to leave when I heard the sound of the jackals again: "...The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes."

I was shocked. Did the Jackal just now not tell me to get out, but he was singing?

I immediately turned around and saw that the Jackal had closed her eyes. I wanted to ask him a few more questions, but I didn't have the courage. After thinking about it, I didn't know whether he was singing or asking me to get out. Perhaps the thinking of such awesome characters was difficult to understand. In the end, I left the scene because the two words "Jiang's "Going" had dispelled all my courage.

I still didn't go home, so I continued to wander the streets. I kept wandering until dark, and then I found a public telephone booth to call my mother, saying that I would sleep at my classmate's house tonight and would not go back.

After hanging up the phone, I continued walking on the street. I no longer planned to study at that time, but I still didn't think about what I wanted to do. As I walked, I found that I had arrived in the unfinished building I had been to.

It was in this building that I patted Zhao Song's head with a brick and beat him to a severe concussion, which led to a series of things that happened later. Zhao Song's father collapsed on the bed, while my father was in jail. Both adults paid the price they deserved, while the battle between our children continued.

The traces on my neck were aching, constantly reminding me that I was dragged on the ground like a dead dog, and all my dignity and face were hidden in the laughter at that time. I shrank in the corner of the wall and didn't move, and the scene of my father stabbing Zhao Caizi kept popping up in my mind. I thought I would not follow my father's old path, but it seems that's not the case now.

From childhood to adulthood, what I can't stand the most is my dad's cowardice. Every time someone points at his nose and scolds the watchdog, I fantasize that my dad can punch the other person in the nose with a hard punch.

But no, never once, my dad will always be smiling with a smile. I thought my dad would be like this for the rest of his life, but as soon as he took action, he stabbed Zhao Qianzi, the famous old hooligan in our town. For what reason, can an honest concierge security guard do such an impulsive, intense, and extreme thing?

I thought about it all, but there are only four words: I can’t bear it anymore.

Zhao Song was photographed as a concussion by me. It would be strange if Zhao Crazy Temperament didn't beat me half to death. My father endured his own affairs for a lifetime, but in the end he couldn't hold back his affairs. Everyone has a reverse scale, and once he violated his reverse scale, it would have a very terrible consequence. I am my father's reverse scale.

What about my reverse scale?

I touched the mark on my neck. This mark brought me unprecedented shame. This mark will be better one day, but the damaged dignity will never come back. The first words when others saw me are always: "He is the guy who was dragged by a dead dog."

There is no doubt that as long as I haven't stepped on Zhao Song and Cheng Hu, this will entangle my life.

That night, I spent the night in the unfinished building.

Early the next morning, I quietly sneaked back home with my still broken body. My mother was still sleeping, but I didn't disturb her. I found some food to fill my stomach in the kitchen, and then I touched the fruit knife from the cabinet and put it in my arms and out of the door.

A stick doesn't work, a knife can do it?

I won’t go to school anymore; I’m not afraid of going to prison. Today I just want to settle the score with Zhao Song and Cheng Hu, and I want to die with them. If I don’t take revenge, I will live a life of no interest.

After making this decision, I felt much more relaxed and my steps became very brisk. I didn’t change my clothes, and I still had footprints all over my body, but I didn’t care at all. I was almost in jail, so what else do I care about my image?

Soon, I entered the teaching building. Before class was started, the corridor was bustling with students everywhere. Everyone showed a surprised expression when they saw me. After all, after yesterday's incident, everyone thought I would not come again, but now I am not only here, but also looking relaxed, so I am naturally surprised.

"Isn't that Wang Wei? Why is he here again?"

"I'm not afraid of being beaten by Zhao Song and Cheng Hu again. This person's bones are too hard."

"This is not a hard bone. I think he was beaten to death."

"Hehe, there's another good show this time..."

The voice of discussion came from all directions, but I didn't care at all, and I looked around for the figures of Zhao Song and Cheng Hu like yesterday. It would be best if they appeared together, so that I could kill two at once to save trouble.

Soon, I saw Cheng Hu.

As in the past, Cheng Hu was standing by the window and chatting with his brothers, and he had a very pleasant chat, and would laugh from time to time.

As soon as I saw him, I thought of his hypocritical face, his pretended righteousness and affection, which was really disgusting. My hatred for Cheng Hu was even far more than Zhao Song.

I put my hand in my pocket, held the hilt of the knife tightly, and walked straight towards Cheng Hu. The people around seemed to notice that something was wrong with my expression, and they all made way for me. Cheng Hu's fucking man also discovered me.

"Brother Hu, he..." a little brother pointed at me and said.

"Damn, how dare you come?" Cheng Hu, who was originally leaning against the window, stood up straight, pinching his fingers, obviously preparing to teach me a lesson.

I clenched the hilt of the knife, gritted my teeth, and walked forward without any hesitation or stop. Cheng Hu was also ready and was ready to wait for my attack.

As I was getting closer and closer to them and a fierce battle was about to begin, a man suddenly grabbed my wrist and said, "Calm down!"

My aura was rising and I was about to burst out, but suddenly someone pinched my wrist. This feeling was really bad. I suddenly turned around and found that it was the young security guard who had found me several times. The security guard looked like a mouse, with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek, which made people feel very unreliable, so every time he talked to me, I ignored him.

Especially now, I was about to fight Cheng Hu when he suddenly came to ruin my business. I was annoyed and said, "What are you doing?"

The security guard looked at Cheng Hu and others opposite him, hooked my neck and walked back. I struggled to push him away, but his strength was not as strong as him. The security guard hugged my neck tightly and said, Wang Wei, don't be excited, I have something to say to you.

When I got downstairs, the security guard let me go. I took two steps back and said, "What do you want to do?"

The security guard said what I want to do, and I want to ask what you want to do. Your father is still squatting in prison, and you also want to follow his footsteps and ask your mother to cry every day?

I gritted my teeth and said I can't control that much! I only know that if I don't take revenge, it's meaningless to live!

The security guard sighed, patted my shoulder, and said, Wang Wei, I know you are suffering, but you have to consider the reality. If you are so impulsive, your mother will suffer. Listen to my words, bear it.

I raised my head and said, "I'll bear it, how long will I endure it?"

The security guard looked at me and said seriously: "I'll bear it until your uncle is released from prison."
Chapter completed!