Chapter 130 Prepare to go under the knife

Style: Romance Author: multiple substancesWords: 2513Update Time: 24/01/11 15:05:13
There used to be a floor manager on our third floor, who worked in the bathing department, and was still a brother with Wang Hao, but this man was seriously injured and was left disabled a month ago. He is still recovering at home. I guess even if he recovers later, he will not be able to survive. I will never come to work at Royal International again.

So our third floor is currently empty.

The manager of the second floor is from Lao Hei's chess and card department, and his nickname is Rocket. His and Lao Hei's jobs are different in nature. Lao Hei is responsible for debt collection, and that person is responsible for the daily work in the chess and card room.

He didn't have a good relationship with Lao Hei, and the two had fought many times before.

Finally, under Brother Long's mediation, the two ostensibly reached a reconciliation.

For this reason, Lao Hei and Ma Gan had to move from the second floor to the third floor and came to our dormitory.

As for the building manager on the first floor, he is responsible for security at the disco.

He is not only the director of the first floor, but also the director of the entire dormitory. This guy is nicknamed Wild Bear. He is not an ordinary person. Lao Hei has reminded me before that you should not mess with anyone. If you mess with him, he is really Dare to enter the dormitory in the middle of the night and kill me.

This wild bear is not someone who likes to cause trouble or show off his power. Usually, he will come forward only if there is a major accident in the dormitory area, or if the boss has something to tell him. Normally, he will not go to the second or third floors.

By the way, after Xiaopang and I walked around the second floor, we still didn't find anyone suspicious.

The sissy also said: "Brother Yang, could it be that this kid has gone to work? Everyone on the night shift is busy at this time. Look, many dormitories are empty or only half full."

Xiaopang immediately said: "He must be in the dormitory area. I took a picture of him entering the dormitory building."

"I mean, we just don't know whether he left again later."

Xiaopang frowned and thought for a moment, then said it was a possibility, and then he gave me an idea: "No, let's show the video to others? Let's see who knows this Huang Mao."

I said that even if someone knew him, they would definitely not tell him, so we should go look for him on the first floor. If we couldn’t find him on the first floor, we would wait until after work in the evening, when most of them were in the dormitory area. Again.

When I was going to the first floor, a man suddenly walked out of the public toilet on the second floor. This man was yellow-haired and was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt with a golden dragon printed on the back.

The man who punctured my tire in the video had a golden dragon behind him when he bent over.

Apparently he didn't run away.

Xiaopang obviously noticed it too, and he winked at me, which meant it was that person.

The three of us chased after him, and I stopped him at the same time.

Huang Mao turned around and asked me what I was doing.

I didn't follow him either, so I went up and kicked him in the stomach. Huang Mao was kicked to the ground unprepared, and he looked very angry with embarrassment.

He got up from the ground, pointed at me and cursed: "Fuck, you want to die, don't you? Which dormitory dares to beat me..."

Before he finished speaking, I slapped him again, then grabbed his hair and banged him against the wall next to him several times.

Because the impact was quite severe, the guy became a little dizzy after being hit a few times.

"You...which dormitory are you from...I didn't provoke you, why did you hit me?"

I was a little surprised that this guy didn't know me. I thought that since you punctured my tire twice, you must know about me. It seems that he was also instructed by others. He only knew how to puncture the electric tire, but he didn't know that the electric tire was mine.

"It's okay, I just want to get to know you and make a friend."

I actually learned this from Wang Hao.

When Wang Hao kicked me for the first time, he said something like this, saying that he knew me and his name was Wang Hao or something.

I always remember that feeling of humiliation and suffocation.

So now I also like to do this to others, and I feel really happy.

"Making friends, right? If you have the guts, wait here and don't leave."

After saying these words, Huang Mao ran towards the end of the corridor, probably to call someone.

Xiaopang asked in a panic at this time: "Could we have made a mistake? If it's really him, he should feel guilty when he sees you. I don't think he feels guilty at all."

I said he must have been instructed by someone else, and he didn’t know the electric car was mine.

Soon, four or five people came out of the dormitory at the end of the corridor.

I have some impressions of this dormitory. When we went to their dormitory for a walk just now, several people in this dormitory looked very awkward and were not very willing to talk to us. They even impatiently asked us to leave quickly so as not to affect their playing cards.

If I guessed correctly, this dormitory is the Rockets dormitory.

But this rocket should not be here, because I paid special attention to the people in the dormitory. Although they looked very cool and crazy, none of them had the "boss" temperament.

"it's him!"

Huang Mao came over with someone and pointed at me and complained: "He beat me and said he knew me. He was so crazy!"

At this time, I reminded Sissy and Little Fatty to step back, not because they were afraid of being beaten, but mainly because they were afraid that if a fight broke out, they would stand in front of me and get in the way, preventing me from being able to perform my movements.

After these people rushed in front of me, they did not take action directly. One of them, a man with a Chinese character and a face, asked me why I hit his brother.

Then I said: "Ask your brother why he punctured my tire."

They all probably knew about this, and everyone felt a little guilty when I said this.

They looked at each other, and they seemed to have reached a tacit consensus. Then Huang Mao pointed at me and scolded: "What the hell, why do you say that I punctured your tires? I don't even know you, so I punctured your tires." What are you doing? You..."

"Don't pretend to be your mother, I recorded it on my phone."

I asked Xiaopang to take out his mobile phone.

Xiaopang's hands were shaking a little when he picked up the phone. He was obviously frightened.

I took his phone and showed him the video: "Look, is the bitch in the video actually you?"

Huang Mao still refused to pay: "This... I can't see my fucking face, I can only see the top of my head. How can you be sure it's me?"

I said there is also a golden dragon on the clothes on the back. Is it possible that there is another person in the dormitory building with yellow hair and clothes like you?

He said who knows, it’s not him anyway.

Seeing that he refused to admit it, I had no choice but to use provocation, telling him that if he dared to do it, he would act like a bitch and that it would be best to pee while squatting.

The provoking method was obviously effective. Huang Mao cursed and said it was what he had done, and kicked him after he was done.

I had already prepared for a fight and retreated to avoid it.

Then the group of people behind him rushed up and tried to catch me.

I ran faster, but they didn't catch me. Instead, they pushed the chubby boy and the sissy girl there and gave them a good beating. The sissy girl was probably scared, so she even started to fight back, which made me feel very happy.

Sissy is at least not as cowardly as Fatty.

As for Little Fatty, he squatted in the corner the whole time, holding his head and shouting.

As soon as the fight started here, some people from other dormitories came out. Many people obviously had a good relationship with them and came to fight with them.

Some people also recognized me and shouted loudly: "That kid's name seems to be Zhang Yang. He nailed someone's hand to the bed before and turned that person's mouth into a hornet's nest. Be careful."

When he shouted these words, I had already taken out the switch knife from my pocket. I opened the knife and rushed directly towards Huang Mao.

The third floor has basically been suppressed by me, and no one dares to provoke me.

As for the second floor, I have to do some surgery to make others fear me.

Huang Mao was frightened and ran back.

On the contrary, the Chinese-character face in front of him not only did not run away, but also took out a stick from his pocket. He swung it and the stick popped out. It seemed to be almost one meter long.

This kind of swinging stick should weigh one or two kilograms, and it has an iron head in front. It can easily break bones if hit on the body, and if it hits the brain, there will be a bloody hole.