don't stick with me

Chapter 79

Wen Kuo lowered his eyes: "Then how much do you think they should owe you?"

Cut pocket: "What? You want to pay them back?" He sneered: "I still heard that you are rich, but I'm sorry, I will settle Jiang Peizhi's debt with him slowly, why don't you pay this trash first I'll say 20, and it's a headache for me to ask for money from such a poor man."

"I didn't..." Ding Xiang struggled a bit. He was not tall, and he was very thin. He looked like a malnourished chicken in the chopping pocket.

He glanced at Wen Kuo quickly, and breathed out quickly: "I don't owe any money."

Cut the pocket and grabbed his back neckline: "You said you owed nothing? Oh, I forgot, Ding thought, I haven't calculated interest for you yet, why don't you add it all, the compensation from your mother Is there still a lot of money left? How about I go directly to your mother for it? Huh?"

"No more!" Ding Xiang suddenly became emotional: "My mother has no money!"

"Boom!" Chodou suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked him to the side, and Ding Xiang slammed into the brick wall on the side with his back.

"I've changed my mind." Cut the pocket: "Wen Kuo, you pay back the one hundred thousand for him, and I'll ask Auntie Ding for the rest, how about it?"

Ding Xiang's face turned pale in an instant, and he began to mutter something in a low voice again. His eyes were wide open, his breathing was short, and his hands were tightly covering the injured part of his back.

Wen Kuo took a look and then looked away, with a cold look on the corners of his eyes and brows.

It's not just a bullshit training camp.

He kicked away a stone under his feet and spoke slowly: "That exam is really important to me, but I don't have to take it."

"Oh, so Young Master Wen is planning to...fuck me..." Chodou was punched hard on the face suddenly, nosebleeds spewed out on the spot, he spit foul words, and before he could catch his breath, he was hit by a The slender white hand grabbed it.

"Because even without that training camp, your dad can still get into Beijing University."

Wen Kuo's voice was cold and arrogant, and his whole body seemed to be covered with spikes.

The two people blocked at the entrance of the alley were dumbfounded, and they rushed up after reacting for a while, but they were kicked out by Wen Kuo before they got close.

He was very tricky in fights, most of them were in the wild style, and the beatings were cruel and painful. After a few punches, his legs were trembling, and he almost knelt down.

"Compared with exams, I think it's more important to let off steam."

His voice was neither high nor low, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear.

When he swung his fist, there was a gust of wind, which lifted the hem of his clothes, Wen Kuo: "Do you think I have a better temper than Jiang Peizhi?"

"Damn it. Your mother's Wen Kuo..." Chopou covered his face, blood flowed from between his fingers: "You're fucking dead today..."

"For you stupid idiot, I should have done it earlier." Wen Kuo pulled his hair and dragged him to the wall, "Don't you want money? I'll cover all the medical expenses for you to be admitted to the ICU today."

"Wen Kuo..." Cutting his head against the wall, he half-bent, spat out a mouthful of blood and panted, "Wait a minute, don't cry and call Dad."

Wen Kuo grabbed his head and bumped it against the wall. The force was so great that he didn't intend to stop, but when he raised his hand again, someone behind him swung a stick. He carried it alive.

The piercing pain spread in his back, he shook, and grabbed the stick in the attacker's hand.

The man was timid, and he didn't expect Wen Kuo to snatch it directly, so he let go of his hand in an instant and wanted to avoid it.

Wen Kuo's forehead was already covered with cold sweat. He has been afraid of pain since he was a child, and he is even more sensitive to pain after his differentiation.

He breathed tremblingly, the pain in his shoulder blades made him a little unsteady, he propped up the wall with a stick, and it didn't feel good.

He said to the cowering Ding Xiang, "You go back to school..."

But before he finished speaking, the chopping pocket suddenly moved, there was a loose brick by the wall, he unloaded it at some point, and smashed it on Wen Kuo's head while Wen Kuo was not paying attention.

At almost the same time, the shrinking Ding Xiang also stood up.

Wen Kuo saw what was in his hand at a glance.

The place Ding wanted to hold on to just now was not because of the pain from the injury, but because there was a fruit knife pinned there.

He opened his eyes wide and almost shouted, "Ding Xiang!"

But it was still a step too late, the sound of sharp metal piercing into flesh was startling, the brick shattered into two at Wen Kuo's feet with a bang, and the scream of Choppou falling to the ground was heard beside his ears.

Ding Xiang muttered in his mouth, his lowered voice was fast and eager, his emotions seemed to be extremely tense, and he stabbed the second knife without any hesitation, and the blood fell drop by drop into the sand on the ground.

"It's you who owe me, you go to die, go to die, you should all go to die." His tone was a little crazy, and there was a not so obvious cry.

The two people were already scared to death, one of them was paralyzed on the ground, fumbling with his mobile phone, he cried and asked the other to call 120 or 110.

Wen Kuo was the closest, and he was about to grab the knife, "Ding Xiang, calm down!"

"Do not touch me!"

He swung his knife to resist, and the sharp blade rolled across Wen Kuo's forearm, and the skin under his not-so-thick coat was instantly torn apart, and the blood stained the clothes, spreading into a large dark red mark.

Wen Kuo clutched his arms and let out a muffled grunt. Ding Xiang seemed to have come back to his senses. He was startled, and threw the knife to the ground with a clang. He panicked seeing the blood on his hands.

Muttered: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Wen Kuo couldn't even speak out the pain, his face was pale, he kicked the knife away, making sure that no one could touch the knife again, he took out his mobile phone and dialed 120.

People would be unconscious in the case of excessive pain, but he was not, and his thinking was almost clearer than ever. He quickly explained the situation and gave the address, and then called the police.

Because there are hospitals and police stations near the No. [-] Middle School, the ambulance and police cars came very quickly, within a few minutes.

Noisy and sharp police sirens and chaotic crowds broke the tranquility of Qilipo in the morning, and the narrow alleys were surrounded by water.

Wen Kuo looked at the chopping bag that was carried away, and took a deep breath. The tip of his nose was filled with the lingering strong smell of blood. He seemed to have trekked thousands of miles in the snow, his limbs were numb, except for the hood. Cold or cold.

The two people who were with Chiadou were so frightened that they couldn't speak clearly. They tremblingly got into the police car. Only Wen Kuo remained calm the whole time. The policeman noticed his injured arm and asked him to go to the hospital first. Sentence: "Does it hurt?"

Wen Kuo shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

However, when he came out of the alley and saw the man running up panting, all his rationality and calmness seemed to collapse at that moment.

Jiang Peizhi's suppressed trembling voice came from beside his ear: "Does it hurt?"

The cold sweat on his forehead slipped into his eyes, which were astringent and prickly, and turned red.

He lost all his strength and fell into Jiang Peizhi's arms, saying, "It hurts like hell."

This kind of thing happened during the exam, and the whole school was shocked. No matter whether you saw it or heard it or not, everyone was discussing the sirens that blared outside during the exam, but few people knew the real situation. Even the teacher in class one didn't understand the reason until he heard the news and went to the hospital.

Wen Kuo's right arm was cut, blood was stabbed, and he was sweating profusely with a white face. He was so frightened by the teachers. When he asked the doctor, he found out that it was nothing serious. It was just a skin trauma. No sutures were needed. Bandage it up. can go.

Only then did Old Qiao feel relieved, and went back to the police station with Lin Yang to see Ding Xiang, Sister Hua was here to accompany him.

Wen Kuo was in pain and guilty, and he gave Jiang Peizhi winks, but Jiang Peizhi only gave him a cold head the whole time, and left with the doctor with the list in his hand.Wen Kuoxin said that he was overreacting. At the beginning, he was so nervous when he was injured, but now he started to show off when he heard that there was nothing wrong with him.

He had a premonition that this grandpa's anger would be difficult for a while.

Sister Hua saw his shy eyebrows and drooping eyes like a frost-beaten cabbage, and wanted to laugh and beat him at the same time.

"Don't look, I'm going to fetch your medicine, just sit here obediently, what's the contact information of your parents, I'll let them pick you up."

"Don't, don't, don't..." Wen Kuo almost jumped up when he heard that, but he pulled his shoulder blades and grinned his teeth in pain. He explained: "My parents are all abroad, with my grandparents. They want to know that I Getting injured in a fight and going to the hospital can kill me."

Sister Hua raised her eyebrows: "Why did you go so early? I didn't think of your parents and grandparents when we were fighting, but now?"

Wen Kuo touched the tip of his nose and lowered his voice: "I won't dare next time."

"What about other relatives? Parents must come."

Just as Wen Kuo was about to talk about Lin Susu, he remembered that this lady and her boyfriend had gone to Mauritius for vacation, and they had been away for two weeks.

Wen Kuo: "No...the parents happen to have something to do, and other relatives are not in Huaishi. There is an aunt who cooks at home. I gave her a holiday a few days ago and she went back to her hometown."

Sister Hua: "..."

Take this little bastard.

"Don't be a good boy to me. You go back to starve to death in this semi-disabled state? It's not a big deal for you to starve to death, but it's a big deal in the semi-finals. If you expect you to enter the finals, just do it for me, Wen Kuo. "

"I was wrong about the teacher. Really, I must prepare well for the rematch and get back all the points lost in the training camp."

Sister Hua held her breath in her throat, not knowing whether he was admitting his mistake or looking for trouble.

"I'm too lazy to care about you. You should take care of your health first. Your teacher Qiao has approved you for leave. You don't have to go back to school. I'll take you home later..."

"No need, teacher." Jiang Peizhi came over with a bag of medicine, and he said, "He's going back to my house."

Wen Kuo: "..."

"I take care of him."

"Are you taking care of him?" Sister Hua glanced around his body, and slowly felt the smell.

She patted Jiang Peizhi: "Then take up the responsibility of being a parent, lose a catty, and drop a little in your studies, and I will blame you for it."

Jiang Peizhi gave a "hmm" and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry."

"Don't do this. I'll be angry when I see you two. The training camp places are so precious, so I throw them away for nothing. When you regret it later, I don't bother to talk about it. Go back if you have nothing to do. I'll let Teacher Qiao I'll give you another note."

Wen Kuo: "Wait a minute, teacher, the injured...classmate, how is he doing?"

Sister Hua: "I've been transferred to the city hospital. It's probably troublesome, but it has nothing to do with you, so don't worry about it. When the Public Security Bureau asks you to take a record, don't show your loyalty. You should explain everything clearly."

"What do you think?"

Sister Hua raised her eyebrows: "You care so much."

Wen Kuo shut up.

"It's not your turn to worry about this kind of thing. Don't think too much about it. At most, he is overprotective. After all... it is a fact that he has been bullied on campus for a long time. That's all right. Go back and call me if you need anything." Telephone."

After Sister Hua left, only Wen Kuo and Jiang Peizhi were left staring at each other.

Jiang Peizhi: "Does it hurt?"

Wen Kuo immediately climbed up the pole: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts to death."

"It deserves it, no pain and no long memory."

Wen Kuo: "..." Is this a fucking word that a human being can say?

The author has something to say:

Zai (resentment): What kind of parent are you.