The gangster covered his nose with his hand. After looking down at the blood-covered palms, his brain felt dizzy. After staggering a few steps, he slowly squatted down while holding on to the telephone pole.
He stretched out his hand to support the telephone pole and tried to stand up. After several failed attempts, he had to lie half on the ground, poked Zhang Yang, and said in a vague but definitely gritted tone: "Fuck...fuck him to death."
Without him having to say hello, the remaining two gangsters had already rushed forward. With a flick of their hands, one of them had a spring knife in his hand, and they stabbed Zhang Yang straight into his vitals.
Zhang Yang looked at the faces of these two gangsters. It was obvious that they still looked very young. The pimples on their faces and the hair that had just grown on their lips were enough to prove that they should not be more than eighteen years old and should still be underage.
people.
Although he looks small, his fierce eyes and his methods of killing people make people shudder. He doesn't look like a minor.
"Bang!" Zhang Yang mercilessly punched one of them in the face before his knife reached his body, then stepped forward with his wrong leg and knocked down one of them with a hook of his foot.
The other one was just about to run away when Zhang Yang pulled his hair back and snatched his switchblade. While he was leaning back, he grabbed his neck like lightning and tightened it slightly.
The man couldn't breathe. After struggling twice, he knelt down.
"Ah...brother, brother, please forgive me..."
"Spare your life? If I can't beat you, will you spare me?" Zhang Yang slapped his ear hard.
"Pah!" The acne-prone cheek immediately swelled up, and his mouth was full of blood. Zhang Yang didn't feel any pity because of this. After slapping him hard several times, he asked him: "Say
, why should we arrest her?”
Unexpectedly, the guy said something back: "Brother, brother, we didn't arrest her, we were just teasing her. If you don't believe it... If you don't believe it, you can ask her yourself."
The pimple pointed at Xia Weiwei.
Zhang Yang immediately turned his gaze to Xia Weiwei and frowned. He saw that the expression on Xia Weiwei's face looked a little panicked.
At the same time, after Xia Weiwei saw that it was Zhang Yang who saved her, her heart felt as if she had knocked over a five-flavor bottle. She felt uncomfortable all over. When Zhang Yang asked this question, she burst into tears.
Neither admitted nor denied.
"Speak quickly, Xia Weiwei, don't hurt us. Aren't we classmates? Right?" The pimple looked anxious, stared at Xia Weiwei and shouted loudly.
Hearing that he even announced his name, Zhang Yang was slightly startled. Did he really blame this kid wrongly? But his reason told him that given Xia Weiwei's living environment and family situation, he should not know such a little gangster.
Zhang Yang looked at Xia Weiwei's expression. It was obvious that she was very hesitant. After holding it in for a long time, she finally said slowly: "Yes... we are classmates."
"Are you classmates? From which department and class?" Yang Fei frowned slightly and asked coldly.
"I...we are classmates in high school." The young gangster quickly replied.
"High school classmate, okay, tell me, which class is Xia Weiwei in? Who is the class teacher?"
"Uh...it's been too long, I can't remember."
"Pah!" Zhang Yang slapped him hard on the cheek, "Do you remember now?"
"Brother, I...I dropped out of school early, I forgot."
"Crack!"
"Now, have you forgotten?" Zhang Yang slapped him hard again. Both sides of the little gangster's face suddenly swelled up, and his gums were still bleeding.
"Ah...wow...Xia Weiwei, you...you have to tell your friend to stop immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." The little gangster couldn't bear the beating and started yelling at Xia Weiwei again.
Xia Weiwei bit her cherry lips, her pretty face that was already a little pale instantly turned gray again, and her brain seemed to be struggling fiercely.
Zhang Yang is not a fool. He should have noticed something now. There must be something fishy in this.
"Zhang Yang... you don't have to worry about my affairs." She finally said something coldly that made Zhang Yang very angry.
Of course, if it was Zhang Yang in the past, he would have just patted his ass and left. He would have said nothing in the first place, but today he sneered and said, "I want to take care of it, so what?"
As he said that, he picked up the little bastard, pressed him directly against the wall, held the switchblade directly against his cheek, and said lightly: "Tell me, which class is Xia Weiwei in high school? The class teacher.
Who is your name?"
The tone was not serious, but when it came out of Zhang Yang's mouth at this moment, it made people shudder.
"Brother...brother...don't...don't..." A disgusting smell of urine suddenly came out from the crotch of the little gangster. He was frightened to the point of peeing. His teeth were chattering and he hesitated.
, "I...we were just joking...just."
"Are you kidding?" Zhang Yang exerted a little force, and a bloodstain suddenly appeared on the little gangster's face...
"Ah...brother, big brother, I don't dare anymore. I...we will return Xia Weiwei's nude photos to you. We don't want the money anymore. Take it away, take it away, we don't want it anymore."
As he spoke, he took out an envelope from his pocket with trembling hands.
"Nude photos?" Zhang Yang was stunned, Xia Weiwei's nude photos? No, she was photographed naked? No wonder she was so lost, no wonder she was so secretive about helping her.
Before Zhang Yang could fully react, Xia Weiwei on the side saw this and had already taken the lead and grabbed the envelope from the little gangster's hand.
But she didn't know whether she was too nervous or too excited. She accidentally tore the envelope and then all the contents fell out.
More than a dozen photos were poured all over the floor.
Zhang Yang lowered his head and took a look, Ciao, this is really a nude photo of Xia Weiwei, and she is completely naked, and she seems to be taking a shower.
The nude photos were spread out on the ground. Everyone present was stunned. Yang Fei was stunned, Xia Weiwei was stunned, Feng Yu was stunned, and even the three gangsters were stunned.
Only Zhang Yang calmly picked up the nude photo from the ground, took a quick look, wow, what a plump pair of jade peaks, snow white and plump, with pink buds dotted with water drops, and a slender waist going down.
He could only hold it, and in the middle of his snow-white long legs, a dark frown suddenly appeared, which seemed to be quite lush. The background was a bathroom, which looked quite like the one in the Meizhou University student apartment.
If such a photo could be taken, it would probably only be an acquaintance. Zhang Yang looked at Feng Yu next to him and found that the expression on her face was indeed ashes.
Then Xia Weiwei reacted, snatched the photo from Zhang Yang's hand, and burst into tears. While crying, she squatted down to pick up the remaining photos on the ground.
Yang Fei hurriedly walked over and helped her pick it up.
The girl named Feng Yu took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to her and was about to apply oil on her soles, but Yang Fei gave her a cold look and shrank in place obediently.
"Brother, brother, can we go now?" The little gangster was so anxious that he was sweating profusely when he saw this scene.
"Let's go?" Zhang Yang lifted him up with his backhand and pressed him against the wall again: "I'm just asking you once, who asked you to photoshop these photos, and what is the purpose of blackmailing Xia Weiwei?"
"PS?" A group of people were stunned. Even Xia Weiwei herself was stunned for a moment. She subconsciously took out the photo and looked at it. She was confused at first, but after looking at it for a while, her expression softened.
When the three gangsters heard this, two of them shouted that it was impossible.
The remaining one who was restrained by Zhang Yang immediately turned his attention to the short girl named Feng Yu.
Yang Fei looked at Xia Weiwei. Xia Weiwei bit her red lips, nodded gently, blushed and whispered: "It is indeed photoshopped."
Then he reached out and handed one of the pictures to Yang Fei, and explained in a low voice: "The avatar is still mine, and even the background of the bathroom is... but the one below... is not mine, these people are so mean, they actually used photos with PS
Come threaten me."
Yang Fei took it and looked at it for a long time, but she couldn't tell the difference. However, after taking a closer look, she finally discovered that the color difference between the skin on the neck and chest was a little bit awkward.
She couldn't help but glance at Zhang Yang. This guy had really good eyesight. He could tell right away with just one glance.
Zhang Yang understood the meaning in her eyes and couldn't help but smile awkwardly. He didn't know how to explain it. Can I say that I have seen the real Xia Weiwei's [***]? Between Xia Weiwei's pair of snow-white jade peaks, there is a
A small red mole the size of a grain of rice, and obviously different in shape.
"Brother, brother, we are also obsessed with it for a moment." The little gangster who was restrained by Zhang Yang turned pale, "Please spare us, we don't dare to do it anymore. You see, we are still young..."
"You're still young...it seems you are not ready to tell the truth." Zhang Yang frowned. Now he has to take exams and has no time to talk to them, but he has many ways.
He took out his cell phone and made a call. Within a minute, Agou, who was responsible for secretly protecting Yang Fei, came over with three people and directly took the three gangsters away.
This matter is definitely not that simple!
When Xia Weiwei saw the three gangsters being taken away, she immediately walked up to Feng Yu and stared at her coldly: "Why do you do this?"
"I...I...I was forced too." Feng Yu squatted on the ground in fear and cried, "They forced me to do this."
"What's going on?" Yang Fei's questioning gaze also turned to Xia Weiwei.
Xia Weiwei glanced at Zhang Yang, hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "They found out that I was the host of the Nuwa Group's party the day after tomorrow, so they wanted to use these photos to force me to do something at the party the day after tomorrow."
As she spoke, she glanced at Zhang Yang with a suspicious look. When she saw the nude photos, if Zhang Yang hadn't reminded her that they were photoshopped, she really wouldn't have noticed, but Zhang Yang just glanced at them lightly.
Let’s just say it’s fake. This guy’s eyes are so good? (To be continued.)