Reckless Youth of Delinquency

That night, when I was getting ready to go to bed, my phone suddenly rang. I picked up and said "feed" twice, but there was no words, only a slight choking sound.

"Xia Xue, is that you?" I suddenly woke up, my voice trembling slightly.

There was still no words inside, but the choking sound became heavier.

"Xia Xue, I'm sorry." I said, "What happened last time was because I lost my mind, and I actually took Su Xiaobai's words seriously..."

There was still no word inside, so I kept talking alone, especially afraid that Xia Xue would hang up the phone. I always thought that I didn't dare to face Xia Xue. Until this call came, I was sure that I should be responsible for this matter and could no longer run away like a loser. "If you are willing to wait for me," I said, "I will definitely marry you when I come out of my house."

No words were spoken inside, and he died after a while. I stared blankly at the "beep" sound inside, and leaned helplessly against the wall, but I had no sleepiness at all, and my mind was filled with what happened that day and Xia Xue.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a noise in the cage. I thought someone was going to the toilet, so I didn't take it seriously. But after a while, the noise gradually increased, and it seemed that many people stood up. I opened my eyes strangely and saw that in the cage, except me and Ma Wulong, who was snoring loudly, everyone stood up, eight in total. What were they doing up in the middle of the night?

There was no light, and only the vague silhouettes of people could be seen. I found them tiptoeing towards Ma Wulong, and suddenly realized what they wanted to do, and without thinking, I shouted: "Brother Ma!"

On the bench, Ma Wulong suddenly sat up. The cage was also boiling, and everyone rushed towards Ma Wulong together. "Damn, that kid ruined our affairs, deal with Ma Wulong first, and then deal with him!" said the man who had imitated the barking of a dog before, who was also the former head of this prison. Ma Wulong stood up suddenly and punched the person who came over first. The person flew out without saying a word. Immediately afterwards, Ma Wulong started fighting with others. For a while, the sound of "bang bang bang" could not be heard. It was too dark to see clearly. There were only the sounds of breathing and fighting.

"You bastard, you are so tired of living!" Ma Wulong roared, fighting with many people.

There was also a lot of noise next door, and everyone shouted: "Brother Ma, what's going on?" "Damn it, what the hell are you doing in the middle of the night?" "Brother Ma, are you all impatient if you dare to sneak attack on us?" "Wang Hao, go up and help us, Brother Ma, and we, the ghosts, will repay you!" I have only heard that even ghosts will not let you go, but I have never heard that even ghosts will repay you.

However, Ma Wulong has been really nice to me these days, so I couldn't sit idly by and join in the melee. I caught a slightly thinner man and tried to push him to the ground. But I was wrong. The gap between adults and high school students was too big. They just hit me with an elbow and pushed me away.

"Little bastard, this is none of your business." The man scolded, "I'll take care of you later, you sycophant..."

I was very angry. I had been helping them a lot these days, but in the end they called me a flatterer. Ma Wulong was right. In this world, you can’t be too kind. If you are kind, you will be bullied! Only evil people can make others afraid!

I really went crazy. I picked up the bedpan in the corner. There was a lot of feces and urine in it, and I threw it towards the melee.

"Fuck!" Those people cursed one after another, and three or four people even rushed towards me. I kicked the person in front of me in the stomach, but it seemed that I was kicking on a wall. The other person didn't even move at all. He grabbed me and threw me towards the wall. My whole body was pressed against the wall, and I grinned in pain. In front of three or four adults, I had no choice but to take a beating. In an instant, several people's fists and kicks had fallen on me. I covered my head tightly and used my body to resist the beatings from these people who were not good people in the first place.

The other cages all started to boo, shouting: "Beat, beat, beat! Beat each one to death and lose the other!"

It was impossible for the police officer on duty to know about such a chaotic environment, but he just refused to come over and take a look. I was really anxious to death.

Fortunately, I made such a fuss and finally bought Ma Wulong some time. With a few punches and kicks, Ma Wulong finally knocked down the people surrounding him, and then ran towards me. "Hitting a child is nothing!" Ma Wulong roared, grabbed the guy who hit me the hardest, lifted him straight up, and threw him to the ground. What a natural power!

The man who fell to the ground groaned and stopped moving. When others saw this scene, they did not dare to move.

I was finally able to rest for a while and slowly sat down against the wall, rubbing the pain in various parts of my body. As expected, this old scumbag was really vicious and showed no mercy at all just because I was a child. Ma Wulong is a pretended villain, but they are the real villains. Such evil people can only be dealt with by more evil means.

"Okay, you're pretty cool, right?" Ma Wulong looked at the few people still standing: "Whose idea was it to attack me in the middle of the night?"

A voice came from the prison next door: "Haha, Ma Wulong, you weren't beaten to death? What a pity."

"Don't worry, I won't die. Otherwise, who will burn paper for you idiots every Qingming Festival?" Ma Wulong said nonchalantly, and then walked up to the man who barked like a dog before: "You were the one who picked it. right?"

The man was trembling and swallowing his throat from time to time. He seemed to be extremely frightened.

"Hey, why are you panicking?" Ma Wulong said: "If you dare to do it, you must dare to admit it, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Wulong grabbed the man's hair, pulled him and knocked him against the wall.

With a "boom", the man's head hit the wall firmly, followed by a scream.

Ma Wulong obviously had no intention of stopping, but continued to press his head and knock on the wall, "dong dong dong dong..." The force was so strong that the sound alone made him feel very painful. Although there was basically no light, I could still vaguely see the blood on the wall.

I was afraid that something would happen if I kept on knocking like this, so I quickly said: "Brother Ma, stop now, please?"

Ma Wulong did not stop, and said while kowtow: "You still intercede for him? You should know what they are helping, right? If you are good to them, they will not remember it at all. Instead, they think you must be easy to bully; only Be bad to them, be cruel to them, and then they will treat you with respect and treat you like a god!"

After a long time, I almost forgot what Ma Wulong looked like, but I kept the words he said firmly in my heart.

Because in my life, there have been many people who said, "The nicer you are to them, the less they will take you seriously, and the worse you are to them, the more they will come to please you." It makes me dumbfounded. Unbelievable. The human heart is indeed the most difficult to predict.

There were sounds of running in the corridor, and it was obvious that the police on duty had finally arrived. Before he could reach the door of our cage, Ma Wulong had already released the man. The man collapsed to the ground, a horrified sound coming from his throat.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, why is it so loud?!" the policeman on duty asked sternly.

"Scared, it's nothing, hehe." Ma Wulong rubbed his big hands: "Someone is kowtowing to me and asking me for lucky money, right?"

The man immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times: "Grandpa, I was wrong!"

"Hmph!" The policeman outside the door sniffed: "Why is it so smelly that you knocked over the bedpan?"

"Hey, I'll let them clean up in a moment, don't worry." Ma Wulong smiled honestly.

"Ma Wulong, stop doing something wrong!" the policeman shouted: "Otherwise you and your friends will be shot!"

"Don't worry, I won't die that easily. I still have to take care of their parents, wives and children." Ma Wulong smiled; "I have to burn paper for them every year, otherwise these grandsons have no money to spend down there, so they will scold them in their dreams." I’m not feeling well.”

"It's good that you know!" said the hoarse-voiced guy next door: "If you dare to die early, my brothers will fight with you down below."

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