rebirth of cataclysm

Isn't it always better to have more people? This is the first time Sun Zhuangwu and the others have heard this argument. The more people you call for a fight, the better. The more people you have, the more powerful you are and the easier it is to win.

You can't fight alone with more than a dozen people. If you get beaten badly, then that's fine.

"Now, which one of you has the guts to declare a challenge?" Hu Mingchen put down his chopsticks and asked with his hands on his knees.

"War letter? How about it? Can you write a note and send it to them for you?" Gan Quan asked.

"There are two kinds of war letters, one is written and the other is oral. The easy one is of course the written one. Just like Ganquan said, just send a note. Difficulties are verbal and need to be dealt with.

Preach the content to them in person." Hu Mingchen raised his right hand and gestured, "This is just a verbal challenge, and you will get beaten if you are not careful."

"Then you'd better write it down. If you can avoid being beaten, it's better to try not to be beaten." Sun Zhuangwu said quickly.

"My enemy, let's just write a note." Gan Quan and the others also agreed.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you. I'll write a note later and send it to Qin Yingfeng. Which one of you will send it to me?" Hu Mingchen said calmly.

One thing Hu Mingchen didn't tell them was that although a verbal challenge was risky, if he could avert the danger and make a challenge and threat with great momentum, it would be a big deal, and it would be a bit like Guan Yu going to the meeting alone.

When asking for a verbal fight, you need to humiliate and threaten the other person, and then ask the other person to fight outside the school. And it is in public, so that the other person will be unable to retreat, or even become angry. Anyone who goes there may get beaten, or they may become famous instantly.

This is a courageous and wise choice.

"I'll send it. I don't believe in sending a note. What else can they do?" Gan Quan raised his hand and volunteered.

On Monday morning, after the flag-raising ceremony, Gan Quan delivered the note written by Hu Mingchen to Qin Yingfeng.

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you asking for a beating again?" After sending the note, Gan Quan was about to leave, but Qin Yingfeng called him.

"I just sent a note. The content is written in it. If you open it and read it, you will understand that I have to go to class." Gan Quan said as he walked.

In full view of the playground, Gan Quan didn't think they dared to go too far with him. After all, the school leaders were still on the stage and the teachers of each class were in the audience. However, he was kicked or slapped twice by them.

That was also very uncomfortable.

"Nary." Qin Yingfeng opened the note and took a look at it before cursing angrily.

Of course, the letter of challenge written by Hu Mingchen could not have a good word. It basically scolded Qin Yingfeng and the others, and then mentioned that they would meet in the parking lot at five o'clock after school in the afternoon.

"What's wrong? What did you write?" Rory asked.

Qin Yingfeng slapped the note on Luo Rui's chest: "Read it yourself."

Luo Rui opened the note and read it, and Liu Song and the others followed suit. After reading Hu Mingchen's note, everyone was very angry.

"He's a special guy. He didn't dare to ask him out last time. This time he ran out. I must take care of him and beat his shit out." Hai'an said angrily.

"This must be the result of us beating several boys in their class one after another. I heard that the two bastards we blocked and beat that day were hospitalized." Liu Song said.

"It doesn't matter whether the special code is hospitalized or not, there are only so many people who died. If you dare to run when you are surrounded by us, you will end up with that, and you should take care of it." Hai'an said.

"Qin Yingfeng, how many people should we call today?" Luo Rui asked Qin Yingfeng.

"The more the better, at least thirty. Call all the people who are in the second and third grade of junior high school. Even those who are in the first grade of junior high school can call if they dare to make a move. Let's use a formation to scare him." Qin Yingfeng also said

When there was no answer, Hai'an spoke first.

"Forget it about those in the first grade of junior high school. Can't we, who are in the second and third grade of junior high school, not be able to deal with a raw melon egg in the first grade of junior high school? Hai'an, you are in the third grade of junior high school. The third grade of junior high school will be left to you and Nan Jing. The second grade of junior high school students will be left to you and Nan Jing.

I will say hello, Luo Rui and Liu Song, and leave the logistics to you two." Qin Yingfeng waved his hand and ordered.

Qin Yingfeng's so-called logistics is actually just getting some cigarettes, and what the dog said was so polite.

Nowadays, young people, who like to fight and know how to fight, basically know how to smoke. Even if they don't know how to smoke, they still feel that they have to hold a cigarette in their mouths and blow out two puffs of cigarette to be cool.

Qin Yingfeng asked someone to come to fight. He couldn't invite everyone to dinner. He couldn't afford it. However, the smoke had to be dealt with. He couldn't just ask someone to come. He couldn't even smoke, which would be embarrassing. Not only did he have to smoke, but he also had to smoke more than usual.

Only if it's good.

"Are three bags of red camellia enough?" Liu Song asked.

"How can that be done? At least five packs of Hongtashan or Yunyan. We are going to fight today. Can we get the red camellia?"

When they heard that it was five packs of Hongtashan or Yunyan, Liu Song and Luo Rui shrank. It cost dozens of yuan. Where could they get it? The two of them now had only four yuan in total, which was barely enough for one pack.

Just red camellia.

"What should I do? Did you steal some from your store at noon?" Luo Rui looked at Liu Song and said.

"Why am I stealing again? I got a beating last time. No matter what happens this time, it's your turn." Liu Song said dissatisfied.

"Okay, then I'll go to your house with you at noon to play, and I'll steal as long as I want." Luo Rui readily agreed.

Liu Song raised his foot and kicked it towards Luo Rui: "Oh no, you just want to steal my house, so why not steal it myself? Do you think my parents are not responsible for your stealing? Go back."

If I steal from your house, your house also runs a shop and does business."

"Your family sells sugar, cigarettes, and alcohol, and mine sells oil. You can find the money in your drawer. My parents have all the money, so I can't do anything about it. How about I steal some oil and sell it?"

I can give it to your family, okay?" Luo Rui said, spreading his hands.

"Why should I use your rapeseed oil... No, your idea is good, it's okay, I told my mother, remember that the oil you brought is half price, and my mother will only buy it at half price.

So, you have to get more." Liu Song changed quickly.

"Half price? Then my family will suffer a big loss."

"What a loss, what a loss. Last time I stole my family's money, wouldn't it be an even bigger loss? I was whipped with a belt, so it's settled. If you go back and steal it at noon, just bring it." Liu Song said.

"You two are muttering something about each other. Let's go quickly. The bell has rang." Qin Yingfeng shouted at the door of the classroom in front.

"We are just discussing the things you assigned us. Let's go, let's go, Luo Rui. That's it."

Although Sun Zhuangwu did not help Hu Mingchen deliver the letter, he had been helping Hu Mingchen to inquire about news. His cousin and Qin Yingfeng were in the same class, and his cousin knew many of their movements.

"Hu Mingchen, let me tell you, they are calling people in the second and third grade of junior high school. I heard there are already dozens of people. What should I do?" During the second class in the afternoon, Sun Zhuangwu stepped on the bell and entered the classroom. As soon as he sat down, he

Grab Hu Mingchen and whisper the report.

"What should I do? What can I do? If they can call someone, can I call someone too? Even if I want to call, I can't call anyone." Hu Mingchen said calmly.

Hu Mingchen didn't care at all how many people they called. If they were just naughty teenagers in school, Hu Mingchen wouldn't worry at all.

No matter how many people Qin Yingfeng calls, Hu Mingchen believes that there will be many people watching the excitement, but not too many people who really have the courage to take action.

Moreover, those people are only useful when fighting with a favorable wind. There are more people to bully and fewer people, and they can swarm to take advantage. But if the wind is against you, most of those guys who are called will definitely protect themselves wisely, or even run away.

"Oh, what should we do? If there are five of us, we are no match for dozens of people. It's terrible." Sun Zhuangwu said impatiently.

"Are you afraid? If you are afraid, why don't you go?" Hu Mingchen said lightly.

"I'm afraid of Mao. I was the first to express my position yesterday. When I write a note to ask Ganquan and the others, see if they can also call some people. I will also call two buddies I know."

"Don't do this useless thing. It's time for class. Listen carefully and study hard. This is the right way." Hu Mingchen took the note in front of Sun Zhuangwu, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the drawer.

"You are the only one who is still interested in listening to the class. Qin Yingfeng and the others skipped class in the afternoon."

"It's their business if they skip class. We can't follow them. Okay, stop talking nonsense. Teacher, pay attention. Listen carefully."

Hu Mingchen sat up straight, with his books and notebooks spread out, taking notes while listening to the lecture. He didn't look like a student who was about to go out and fight with others. Instead, he looked more like a serious and good boy.

Hu Mingchen could listen to what the teacher said, but Sun Zhuangwu couldn't listen at all. He sat in his seat, full of torment, thinking that after school, the five of them would have to face dozens of people, and those people were even bigger than them.

They were all in the second and third grade of junior high school. Sun Zhuangwu felt restless.

I stayed up for forty-five minutes and finally made it to the end of get out of class.

"Gan Quan, Qiao Wei, He Longfu, come here." As soon as the teacher walked out of the classroom, Sun Zhuangwu stood up and greeted the three companions loudly.

"Don't yell, shut up, and don't say anything. Do you want the whole class to know?" Hu Mingchen asked Sun Zhuangwu with a stern face.

Hu Mingchen put away his schoolbag slowly and meticulously: "Don't be nervous, just keep it as usual. Where are your schoolbags? Don't you plan to carry them home?"

Hu Mingchen carried his schoolbag, but the other four did not.

"Carrying schoolbags to fight would be a hindrance, so our schoolbags will be left in the classroom." Ganquan said.

"Bullshit, how can you do your homework if you don't carry your schoolbag home? If you don't do your homework, what will it be due tomorrow? Carrying it, carrying it, it's the same as usual. If there's anything in the way, shouldn't I just carry it? Hurry up and carry it yourself

Put on your schoolbag." Hu Mingchen threw his schoolbag over his shoulder and cursed at the four of them.

The four of them looked at me and I looked at you. Seeing Hu Mingchen looking so cool, the four of them each picked up their schoolbags and followed Hu Mingchen out of the classroom.

"Hu Mingchen, should we find some weapons? Or should we go to the parking lot to ambush first?"