"Let's go. Is the canteen closed? I'm still hungry." I said.

The scene in the morning spread throughout the world before noon. There were various theories. The fourth child happily reported to me. Many of the theories were unreliable. There was one theory that was the most unreliable. The fourth child said that some people said that I

After defeating the King of Hell, the King of Hell slapped himself in front of everyone, just because he was afraid of me.

I know that those who said these words were not present at the time, and those of us who were present would not think so. The King of Hell would definitely lose face by doing that, but I think he is at least a very real person, and my impression of him has changed a lot.

, I began to think that it might be a good choice for Qinqin to follow the King of Hell.

Many gangsters came to me with the same intention, wanting to hang out with me. I didn't expect this. I thought these people were too snobbish. Most of these gangsters were freshmen and sophomores, but not a single one was a junior.

Some people flattered me and said to me: "Brother Pi, you will be the boss in this school from now on. The King of Hell is finished."

Some people said even more outrageously: "Brother Pi, the King of Hell is afraid of you, and yet he still has to find such an excuse. How fucking cowardly!"

I suddenly felt disgusted and did something in the afternoon.

I asked the fourth child to find out where the King of Hell was, and then I went to the teaching building where the King of Hell had classes.

I asked the fourth child and others to tell people everywhere that I was going to find the King of Hell. When we left the classroom, there were some gangsters standing at the door who wanted to show off with us.

"Brother Pig is mighty!" the gangsters shouted.

"Let's go and find the King of Hell!" Some excited bastards felt that they could show their faces. They felt that if I went to find the King of Hell, I would definitely step on him again. They were not worried about the danger at all. In their minds, there was no way that the King of Hell would dare to follow me.

Fight.

I didn't say a word and just walked slowly. Only the fourth child knew what I was going to do.

As I walked along, people kept following us. By the time we reached the downstairs of the teaching building where the King of Hell taught class, more than forty people had gathered, and it looked very majestic.

I led a large group of people directly upstairs, and I knew that the King of Hell was on the third floor.

There were too many of us, and most of us wanted to cause trouble, so we walked quite arrogantly and noisily along the way.

Everyone who bumped into us along the way automatically dodged, and some who wanted to watch the fun followed us from a distance.

By the time we got to the second floor, there were almost a hundred people here including those watching the fun.

At the stairway on the second floor, Shuita and several people blocked us: "Chen Pi, what do you want to do?" Shuita looked at me indifferently.

"I'm looking for someone." I replied.

"You're looking for Brother Yan, right? How shameless are you?" Shuita pointed at me angrily: "You really think Brother Yan is afraid of you."

Before I could say anything, there was a commotion behind me: "Shui Tower, get out of here! Damn, you don't want to mess around anymore. Brother Pi, you dare to block it."

"If you want to cause trouble for Brother Yan, step on me!" Shuita shouted.

"Get out of here!" A group of people squeezed past, and the water tower was submerged by the wave of people without even a chance to take action.

We continued upward and reached the third floor.

Someone also stopped us on the third floor, it was Brother Han.

"Chen Pi, don't go too far, you know what's going on." Brother Han snorted.

"Is he there?" I asked.

"Brother Yan is here. He knows you are coming. If you have the guts, go see him alone." Brother Han's tone was full of contempt.

"I'm waiting for him here. Please go and tell him." I stopped and didn't move.

Brother Han glanced at me, sneered, turned and left.

People kept coming out of various classrooms on the third floor. They were all junior gangsters. These people were blocked in the corridor and looked at me with cold eyes. The noise behind me gradually became lower.

Then there was no sound.

In fact, there are only more than 30 junior gangsters in total, which is far less than us. But there is a group of rabble behind me, and the momentum is still not good.

I waited for a while, and suddenly there was a burst of cheers from the junior class. Following the crowd, the King of Hell walked over from the crowd with his ears picked out.

"Look for me." The King of Hell walked up to me and said calmly.

I said nothing and looked up at the King of Hell.

I really wanted to see the person in front of me clearly, but I still couldn't see clearly. The King of Hell should be aware of the gossip in the school, but he didn't seem to care at all. There was a faint expression on his face, and he didn't mean to show affection to me.

The King of Hell and I didn't speak, and no one on either side of us said anything. There was a quiet, weird atmosphere in the entire corridor. The junior gangsters stared at me, and the gangsters behind me also gathered around me.

I suddenly laughed...

"Brother Yan, I'm kidding you, I really have something to do with you." I smiled and took out a pack of cigarettes, pulled one out and handed it over.

The King of Hell accepted it casually, and I took out the lighter and leaned over to light the cigarette for the King of Hell.

All eyes turned to astonishment! Everyone thought I was looking for trouble, but my actions obviously didn't understand them.

"Brother Yan, I want to treat you to dinner, so I can give you face." I smiled.

"There are so many people, why don't they beat me up if I don't go?" The King of Hell was the one with the calmest expression, as if he didn't care what I was going to do, and smiled lightly.

"How is that possible? We came here to invite you together, so I'm afraid I won't be able to invite you alone." I shrugged.

"Let's talk more, I'll see if I have time." The King of Hell held a cigarette in his mouth and turned around to leave.

Damn! It’s too embarrassing. I wanted to help the King of Hell regain face, but this guy actually did this to me.

"San'er, you must have been played by someone." The fourth child chuckled in my ear.

I also laughed. It doesn’t matter. I am here to help the King of Hell to save face. I don’t like the words I heard today. I don’t want to be the boss of the school at all, and I don’t want to take advantage of the King of Hell. Tit-for-tat, I don’t

I don’t want the King of Hell to be criticized by others, and no one will lose face. If I don’t do it for the King of Hell, I will do it even for Qinqin. I don’t want the people who are with Qinqin to be looked down upon.

"Brother Yan! Then I'll wait for your call." Since it's just a show, I might as well do it, so I yelled at the back of the King of Hell.

The King of Hell did not look back and raised his arm at me.

"Let's go!" I turned around and saw a bunch of faces with their mouths open.

I ignored it and walked through the crowd with Lao Si and others.

We went back to our classroom, and I didn't care what others would say, I just wanted to be happy.

As soon as we sat down, the fourth child's phone rang. The fourth child answered the phone and only said a few words. Then the fourth child's face changed and he shouted to me: "San'er, something happened!"

When the fourth child and I rushed to Cuicui's house, Cuicui's mother was scolding Cuicui's father.

Cuicui's mother cried and scolded: "I asked you to sign earlier but you didn't sign. What should I do now? Everything is gone."

Cuicui's father kept his head down and said nothing.

When Lao Si and I came here, we saw that the situation here had changed again. There were several bulldozers and excavators parked on the way we came here. There were quite a few people gathered along the road. It looked like they were going to be demolished.

The fourth child pulled Cuicui aside and asked: "What's going on? Didn't you say you had signed it yesterday?"

Cuicui sighed: "The man who was stabbed yesterday died, and word spread today that the contract signed yesterday doesn't count."

"It can still be like this!" Lao Si cursed.

"A lot of police came in the morning, and then everyone started making trouble, but it was useless. The people from the demolition company said that because of the death, the higher-ups had sent word that they would reconsider signing the contract." Cuicui also said that it was not OK.

Know what's going on.

The Cuicui family community has been divided into several large blocks. Demolition has begun in other blocks, and the people there have also moved away. Now only the Cuicui family area is left, and there are still some scattered unwilling nails.

The household has not been moved. I know these situations.

"What should we do?" The fourth child also had no idea.

"Have people from the demolition company been here?" I asked.

"I gave a notice when I came in the morning, but I didn't show up again," Cuicui said.

This matter is getting more and more complicated, but I can't help. Demolition has never been a simple matter. I guess there is something fishy in it, but what can we ordinary people do? We are not meat on other people's chopping boards. We can cut it how we want.

Just cut it how you want.

I stayed with the fourth child for a while, but Cuicui's mother kept crying, which made me even more irritable. I thought about it and said to the fourth child: "I'll go to Old Man Yan's place to have a look." After that, I went out.

As I walked along, I saw many residents in this area talking outside. Everyone's face was anxious, and a few excited people were inciting everyone's emotions.

There were dilapidated scenes everywhere, and some people were already moving, probably to prepare their own escape route. I saw some people gathered near the excavator, and a few gangster-looking people gathered around smoking and talking.

When I walked to Old Yan's Drug Store, I saw a police car parked at the door.

I walked into Old Man Yan's pharmacy. There were two people sitting in the pharmacy, one was Old Man Yan, and the other was a middle-aged man wearing a police uniform.

As soon as I entered the door, both people looked towards me.

"Chen Pi, you're here." Old Man Yan greeted me.

"Dad, I have said everything that needs to be said. Please hurry up. This house will be demolished in two days. If there is anything you want me to do, please tell me." The middle-aged policeman said and stood up.

Dad! This policeman should be King of Hell’s father, the director of the Public Security Bureau.

I glanced at the director. Director Yan nodded to me and walked me out the door.

"Old man, your son?" I pointed in the direction of the door.

Old Man Yan didn't answer me, he just sighed. Then Old Man Yan stood up, walked slowly to the counter, stretched out his hand to touch the counter and said, "I have been here for thirty years, and I really can't bear to leave."

I quite understand the old man's mood. People like to be nostalgic when they get older, and my grandma is like that too.

"Old man, forget it, just enjoy your old age. It's going to be demolished anyway, how can you help?" I asked.

"It's nothing. I've already moved the medicinal materials, and I don't plan to get rid of these cabinets. They're all old and useless." Old Man Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Old man, I want to ask you something. You know Cuicui. Her house is going to be demolished. Something happened here yesterday. Did you hear about it?" I asked. I guess Old Man Yan should know more about the inside story. I

I wanted to ask him about it, and also wanted to see if I could help the Cuicui family.

"I know, one person died." Old Man Yan nodded.

"Cui Cui said that it seems that because someone died, their demolition contract was invalidated. Why does the demolition here seem to be so chaotic? Do you know what is going on?" I asked again.
Chapter completed!