I slowly helped Liu Mingjun up, and Liu Mingjun looked at me with a guilty look on his face. I shook my head at him, meaning that it was not his fault.

No one can control such a thing. Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, what can you do?

"Go up, what are you afraid of?" The army was urging the mole again.

The mole gritted his teeth and walked towards me.

But I didn't look at him, but said to Dajun: "Brother Jun, I know Brother Rong."

The army's eyes narrowed, and the mole's steps stopped.

"Which Brother Rong?" Dajun asked.

"Pig Rong, Brother Rong."

Since Dajun is a gangster from Nanjie, he must know Pork Rong, and perhaps he has a subordinate relationship with Pork Rong.

"Haha, you know me if you say you know me? I also said I know Hu Jintao." Dajun sneered.

When Mole's face changed when he heard the name Pork Rong.

"You can make a phone call." My face did not change.

"Okay, you fight." Dajun raised his head at me.

"I don't have his number..."

"Hahaha..." Dajun laughed, and the men who were with him laughed, and even the mole couldn't help laughing, looking at me like a fool.

"You don't even have a phone call, and you dare to claim to know Brother Rong? Do you think of me as a fool?" Da Jun tilted his eyes, and seemed to be ready to deal with me.

"Brother Jun, if you have his number, you can call one, just say I am Zuo Fei, he will definitely know." I said calmly and calmly.

This scene reminded me of Shangguan Ting, Zhu Jianqiu and others on West Street when I was trapped by Sun Xing and called Liu Yan for help. But at that time, I was not sure whether Liu Yan would help me; and now, I was sure that Zhu Rurong would help me, and I was wearing his son's clothes.

"Haha, don't give me this. If you don't have his phone number, you will lose your last chance!" Dajun looked at me viciously.

"Brother Jun, he must be bragging. He has never been to Nan Street before. How could he know Brother Rong?" Mole was fanning the flames next to him.

I sighed: "Brother Jun, wait, I'll ask Brother Rong's number."

I took out my cell phone and dialed Wang Yao's number.

"Wang Yao... Give me the Pork Rong's account... It's okay, I've caused some trouble outside, and then tell you... Well, you look for it, I'll let someone remember it..." I glanced at Liu Mingjun, and Liu Mingjun immediately took out his cell phone, "Oh, 136..." I read it while Liu Mingjun was recording, and Dagang and the others were all looking at me nervously.

After finishing memorizing, I hung up the phone and copied the Zhururong's number to my phone. While losing, I looked at Dajun. Dajun had no expression on his face, and the mole next to him was extremely nervous.

After copying the number, I dialed it in again, but I didn’t answer it once. I called it twice but didn’t answer it.

"What's the situation?" Dajun asked me.

"Brother Rong may have fallen asleep and didn't answer the phone." I was a little helpless.

"Haha, then you can't blame me." Dajun walked towards me with a sneer, and a smile appeared on the mole's face.

I continued to make the phone call, but it still rang out one after another, but the sound of Zhu Rong could not be heard from the other end.

The army was getting closer and closer, cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and my hand holding the phone was also full of sweat. Liu Mingjun pulled my sleeve and said softly: "Brother Fei, you go first..."

I held the phone tightly and kept shouting in my heart: Answer, answer!

The army came to me, and the phone still had a long sound of "Du-Du-" on the phone. At the last moment, the miracle still did not come. I sighed. It seemed that God would not help me, God would not be attached to Liu Mingjun, nor did he be attached to me. Zuo Fei. We were miserable tonight. I turned around and smiled at Liu Mingjun: "It's okay, since I can't beat you, then I'll be beaten together."

Liu Mingjun was stunned for a moment. He was originally guilty and then showed a relaxed smile.

"Sorry, Brother Fei, I've passed on all the bad luck to you."

"Don't say this nonsense."

I put down the phone that was still ringing "beep" and turned to look at Dajun.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from the phone in my hand.

"Hello?"

I took a breath and quickly started: "Brother Rong, it's me, Zuo Fei, do you still remember me?" I almost said it in one breath.

"Hahaha, Zuo Fei, why don't you remember? What's wrong with it so late?" Zhu Ruo Rong's cheerful voice came, but it was also a little sleepy. It was probably because he had just woken up from his sleep.

"It's Brother Rong like this. I've caused some trouble outside and got involved with a brother named Dajun. Do you think you know him?"

"Dajun, know me! Give him the phone!"

I immediately handed the phone to Dajun: "Brother Jun, Brother Rong asked you to answer the phone."

The army quickly took over, and even through the phone, he still looked respectful with his face: "Hey, Brother Rong, are you sleeping?"

"Sleep at your mother, you are such a big man, why are you bullying children?!" Zhu Rurong's voice was so loud that it could be heard several meters through his cell phone.

When I heard Zhu Rurong's voice, I was completely relieved and knew that this matter was over tonight. Actually, I didn't want to call Zhu Rurong, I didn't want to get involved with him, and I didn't want to owe him favors. After all, I have to fuck him in the future. How can I do this if I do this? But in this situation, it's impossible not to make this call.

"Ah, that's the one, he's on the street, fighting, fighting a child from our South Street..." Dajun stuttered.

"Do you know that child?" Zhururong interrupted him.

"Ah, I don't know..." How dare Dajun lie in front of Zhururong?

"If you don't know, do you care about your dick?! Do you think you are Lei Feng, fuck me! Get home and sleep. Why are you wandering outside in the middle of the night? You don't have a wife, others have a wife."

"Yes, yes... Then, Brother Rong, go to bed early." Dajun's face turned pale and pale when he was trained, and he handed me the phone awkwardly.

I also took it over and said a few words to Zhururong.

"Brother Rong, please rest early."

"Hahaha, okay, then I'll go to bed first. I'll come to me with Wang Yao some other day!"

"My certainly, Brother Rong, I haven't paid back your clothes yet."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Mingjun, Dagang and others all had relaxed faces.

I smiled at Liu Mingjun: "Will good luck come now?"

Looking at the army again, the army had already smiled: "Oh, it's really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. Look at this incident..."

"It's okay, Brother Jun, we'll know each other in the future." I'm not the kind of person who can get the upper hand and shy people's face, especially people like Dajun. It can be seen that he is not bad-minded, otherwise he wouldn't have been meddling in this nostalgic business on the street.

"Well, then I'll leave first, you, you should be busy." Dajun waved his hand at Liu Mingjun again, "That little brother, I'm sorry, I just kicked you twice."

"It's okay." Liu Mingjun shook his head. Dajun was a senior after all. It's really okay to be kicked by him, and he doesn't feel embarrassed.

"Brother Jun..." Mole looked at Dajun nervously.

Dajun said helplessly: "What are you watching me? Didn't you see me bringing out Brother Rong? You are so lucky, I can't control this."

The army waved at me again, saying goodbye, and then took the people away.

I exhaled, and just as I was about to let someone surround the mole again, the mole suddenly shouted.

"Run!" The mole ran away, and his brothers dispersed in all directions.

"Chasing!" Liu Mingjun also shouted, and Dagang and others immediately scattered and chased towards their respective targets.

Liu Mingjun chased the mole, and two black shadows ran away on the street.

I was not worried at all. I hadn't seen anyone who could run past Liu Mingjun. The boy ran like a rabbit in the wild.

"Brother Fei, who is Zhururong?" asked Ma Jie next to him.

"Boss of South Street." I took out a cigarette and lit the fire again.

"Brother Fei, you are so amazing. Even the boss of South Street knows it."

"It's Wang Yao who knows it, I don't know it."

"Brother Fei, the matter has been resolved. Why don't you be very happy when you look?"

"Is there?" I laughed: "I'm very happy."

Actually, I am a little worried. Zhu Rong is so generous and has helped me twice. How can I fight with others in the future? This is different from Liu Yan. Liu Yan is a scumbag and has unreasonable thoughts about Wang Yao. There is no pressure to beat him. But Zhu Rong is really good, being a person is righteous.

Although it's still early to fuck him, it'll come sooner or later...

"I'll let you run again!" A loud shout suddenly came.

A few dozen meters away, Liu Mingjun had already kicked the mole to the ground, and Dagang and others also caught many of them. Although there were a few fish that had missed the net, it didn't matter. Just catch the biggest one. Liu Mingjun cleaned up the mole and dragged it to us half-dead before dragging it to us. Dagang and the others also dragged them over and threw them on the ground like dead dogs.

The mole was lying on the ground, with blood emitting from his mouth, looking dying.

In fact, he did nothing wrong from beginning to end, nor did anything that was harmful to the world or shameless, but his biggest problem was that he stood opposite us. If Liu Mingjun wanted to win the first year of high school, this person would be a hurdle that he had to overcome.

Is the mole bad? Not bad, but he must fall.

Liu Mingjun took out a knife, and after my consent, he stabbed the mole several times in front of Dagang and others.

The mole's body shrank into a ball, moaning in pain and howling.

"I don't want to see you in No. 3 Middle School again." Liu Mingjun said coldly.

I also lowered my body and said to the mole, "You heard it just now. I know Pork Rong. You will be done if you want to finish this matter. If you don't want to finish it, let's just play with the white and black."

I told Mole this, and I hope to scare him by using the name of Pork Rally and stop making trouble.

I patted the mole on the head, stood up and left with everyone.

On the way back, everyone was very excited. After packing up the mole, they stood at the top of their power in the first year of high school.

I also asked Liu Mingjun, how long will it take to completely close the first year of high school?

Liu Mingjun said that if it goes well, there should be no problem for a week, but he still needs to streamline and rectify it, and it will be more than half a month.

I was very pleased and hugged Liu Mingjun's neck and said, "Good brother, do it well, and there is a bigger career waiting for us..."
Chapter completed!