"It's almost two years..." Huang Jie smiled helplessly.

After being drunk, Huang Jie finally opened his heart and told us about that shameful past.

It was also a winter, and the howling north wind was as sharp as today. Huang Jie, who was about to graduate from junior high school in half a year, was ready to do a big vote.

Although he was in the third grade of junior high school, Huang Jie was already the emperor of No. 3 Middle School at that time. Even the gangsters in the second grade and third grade of high school did not dare to do anything to him. At that time, Jia Yang was in the first grade of high school, and Tang Liang and Xiao Heze and Huang Jie were in the same grade as Huang Jie. They were also outstanding in the gangster circle of No. 3 Middle School, so naturally they were quite dissatisfied with this guy named Emperor.

In their eyes, Huang Jie and others were just a bunch of wild children without fathers or mothers. Although they were strong, they would never be great - because there were too few people, only a dozen people!

Moreover, in order to highlight his status, Huang Jie unilaterally named Jia Yang, Xiao He and Tang Liang as the three officials, and gave different nicknames according to their personality characteristics, namely the Red Flower No. 1 Scholar, the Iron Fist No. 2 and the Broken Ruler Tanhua.

These titles that sound quite childish were actually Huang Jie's unintentional work at that time.

Jia Yang and others naturally dissatisfied and claimed on different occasions that Huang Jie was a dick, so what qualifications do you have to give them nicknames?

So, one day, Huang Jie suddenly had a whim and decided to deal with these three disobedient guys. The specific process will not be described here. In short, Huang Jie used all kinds of despicable, shameless and despicable methods to fully demonstrate his tyrannical characteristics, and conquered all the three officials in one morning.

Although the three officials at that time were many, they were weak and incompetent and could not become great. They were vulnerable to the powerful and tough Huang Jie. Huang Jie took the three of them to a classroom and insulted them wantonly, let them learn to crawl, pretend to be pigs, and ride on them to play pigs and dog racing games...

Huang Jie has been intoxicated by insulting methods one after another.

In the eyes of the three officials, Huang Jie was just an inhuman demon. Later, Jia Yang turned over and spitted on Huang Jie's face. He stepped on Huang Jie's face with his feet, which was actually just one of Huang Jie's methods at that time.

At that time, Huang Jie was angry and resentful, but no one dared to despise him in person. Of course, the three officials were not good things, otherwise they would not have received those titles. Perhaps Huang Jie could only use "worse things" like this, which can be cured.

In fact, it was not only the three officials who were humiliated at that time, but also some gangsters from the second and third graders of high school. Because they had graduated and left school, their names were not mentioned here.

A child in the third grade of junior high school plays a lot of children older than him in his palm. How terrible should he be?

Huang Jie is really much less hostile than before. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why he was insulted by Jia Yang again and again later. However, Huang Jie should feel lucky. If he continues to follow the path he was in the past, there is only one word that greets him: death.

God will see people doing evil.

No matter what industry or career he was in, even the Green Forest thief who was robbing his family had his own set of behavioral principles and principles, such as not killing women and children, or robbing the people. At that time, Huang Jie had no bottom line and principles at all.

He works only by interest.

But Huang Jie was also arrogant at that time. He was successful when he first showed his strength. Huang Jie, who easily reached the top of the Third Middle School, was very excited. In his opinion, there seemed to be no hurdle in this world that he could not overcome.

Jia Yang, who was riding under him, suggested: "Brother Jie, how can you be the boss of No. 3 Middle School? I think the boss of South Street deserves your identity!"

Just one sentence sent Huang Jie to hell.

Huang Jie was overjoyed: "You are right. I will naturally be the boss of South Street. What a bullshit thing about that pork Rong? You should give way to me!" The army stopped.

He did it as soon as he said that, Huang Jie immediately contacted all the people in the entire Third Middle School. He pulled out all the people who could fight. After only one hour of preparation, he had already made up a total of 300 or 400 people, and rushed towards the South Street in a mighty manner.

Huang Jie didn't know that in that more than an hour, Jia Yang had secretly reported to Zhururong. Jia Yang was from Nanjie. Even if he had no direct contact with Zhururong, he always knew a few young people from Nanjie. Jia Yang knew that Huang Jie was no match for Zhururong at all. He wanted to use Zhururong, a super machete to kill Huang Jie, the newly-started little dagger.

Kill people by borrowing a knife.

Jia Yang was already well aware of this at that time.

Huang Jie brought students No. 300 to Nan Street. He knew where those social gangsters were staying, just entertainment cities, foot washing cities, and saunas. Huang Jie walked around Nan Street, but unexpectedly did not see any gangsters. He casually entered a store to cause trouble and beat them up, but in return the manager's begging, but no gangsters came out to stop them. This situation made him very happy. He had reason to believe that when Zhu Ruorong saw that he was strong and he ran away in advance!

Even Jia Yang was very puzzled, and he didn't know what was going on.

Huang Jie, who was overjoyed, took a look at all the entertainment and leisure places on South Street, and then claimed that he would be the new boss of South Street from today!

The mysterious disappearance of pork Rong, and the news that Huang Jie became the boss of South Street was sent back to No. 3 Middle School. Huang Jie didn't go back to school and took Zhao Mingming and others to eat and drink in South Street all day long. The bosses and managers of those entertainment venues were respectful to him.

Huang Jie enjoyed the glory brought to him by the boss of South Street.

But the good times didn't last long. Within a few days, he found out that he was hiding in a slaughterhouse. Huang Jie believed that if he wanted to firmly sit in the position of the boss of South Street, he had to cut off the roots of Zhu Rong!

That day, Huang Jie dispatched troops again, called out 300 or 400 people from the third 3, and rushed towards the slaughterhouse in a mighty manner.

When he came to the slaughterhouse, he couldn't stand so many people. Huang Jie asked everyone to guard the door and brought about twenty people into the slaughterhouse. In addition to Zhao Mingming and others, there were also three officials and some gangsters in the second and third graders.

When I went in, I saw that there were about ten people slaughtering pigs inside, and there were hundreds of live pigs screaming in the pig pen.

"Who is Zhururong? I'll come out and die!" Huang Jie shouted.

Those people looked at Huang Jie and ignored him. They should bristle the hair and should bleed.

"I'll ask you who is Zhururong!" Huang Jie was furious and walked towards one of the pig-killers with a machete in his hand.

"Who doesn't want to live screaming at me?" A man suddenly walked out of the front hall. The man had a big waist and a round waist, a fierce look on his face. His chest was open, revealing a cluster of dark breasts.

When Huang Jie saw this person, he had an answer in his heart: "Are you pork Rong?"

Zhu Rurong was holding a large tea jar in his hand. He lifted the lid and tweaked the tea leaves on the surface, and sneered.

"You are Huang Jie?"

"Yes, I am Huang Jie. If you know yourself, get out of South Street quickly. Maybe I can spare your life!" Huang Jie also had the domineering aura.

"Haha, before I went to find you, you came to me?" Zhu Rurong laughed again.

"Fuck, don't be fucking nonsense, I'm going to kill you today!" Huang Jie shouted, and rushed up with a machete.

Of course, Huang Jie was not brave but unscrupulous. Before rushing up, he winked on Zhao Mingming. Zhao Mingming and others immediately paid close attention to the dozen people who were still slaughtering pigs next to him, in case they suddenly ran out to help Zhu Rong. However, they did not move, as if there was no such thing. They should bristle the hairs and bleed, and they seemed to have not seen Huang Jie at all.

The same is true for pork Rong, as if he had no Huang Jie in his eyes, and continued to hold the teapot and drink water.

How could Huang Jie give up with such a great humiliation? He rushed to Zhururong and slashed it with a machete. But at this moment, Zhururong suddenly tilted the teapot and the boiling water spilled out. Huang Jie was shocked, of course, he reacted quickly and immediately blocked it with his hands, but some of the tea still splashed on his face.

With a loud scream, Zhu Ruorong stretched out his legs again and kicked Huang Jie to the ground with one kick.

This kick seemed to have a thousand pounds of force, and Huang Jie seemed to be hit by a big hammer, and his whole body suddenly lost consciousness. Then, Zhu Rong rushed two steps and stepped on Huang Jie's head.

When Zhao Mingming and others saw Huang Jie suffer, they rushed forward immediately. Of course, it was just a few of them who came up, and Sanguan and others all stood there without moving. At the same time, the pig slaughtered the pigs and rushed over. They waved the bone-clearing steel knife in their hands, and chopped Zhao Mingming and others to the ground within a few strokes.

For a moment, screams were everywhere and blood flowed.

After all, the strength is still far from it.

Huang Jie was trampled under pork Rong and couldn't move, so he could only shout wildly: "I'll get it all, why not get it!"

Sanguan and others looked at him expressionlessly. Not only did they not go to the slaughterhouse, but the three or four hundred people outside the slaughterhouse were not moving.

A dozen pig-killing people stood with their swords. Zhao Mingming and others lay on the ground and moaned continuously. Zhu Rong continued to drink tea with a smile on his face - he just poured half a cup out just now.

Huang Jie roared and cursed, but Sanguan and the others didn't move at all, but instead showed gloating smiles.

"What are you doing to curse me?" Zhu Rurong suddenly snorted: "I can't tell it? You are unpopular. Except for these dozens of dog-legged people, the others are not convinced at all! He led three or four hundred people over, and only a dozen people were willing to help you. You are really the most failed boss I have ever seen!"

Zhururong kicked Huang Jie on the ribs, and Huang Jie spat out with a "wow". He wanted to stand up, but he was stepped on by Zhururong again. In front of Zhururong, he had no strength at all.

Huang Jie looked at Jia Yang and the others angrily. Jia Yang and others felt guilty when he saw him and lowered their heads one by one.

Zhu Ruorong kicked Huang Jie again, and scolded: "What do you think of others? You are the boss who fails, don't blame others for being ruthless and unrighteous!"
Chapter completed!