The landlord fools me every day

Just as he was about to leave, a beg for mercy sounded behind him and successfully caught Zhang Zhushi's attention.

"Brother Yang! Brother Ze! Brother Kui! I was wrong! I was wrong! You must not bring so many people to beat me up!"

Hearing the sound, he stopped moving.

Zhang Zhushi, who was a little sensitive to his voice because of his good memory, turned around and saw Liu Minzheng kneeling on the basketball court.

And the one kneeling on his knees seemed to be Yang Zekui who was leading the way in front of him and was holding a basketball under his arm.

isn't it? !

Zhang Zhushi was shocked.

This kid wouldn't bring so many people to beat Liu Minzheng just because Liu Minzheng pushed him just now, and then because of jealousy or something? !

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhushi hurried up and stood in front of Liu Minzheng: "Yang Kui!"

Yang Zekui, who was holding the basketball, raised his head slowly, and then said expressionlessly: "Go away." It was the same words that Liu Minzheng and Zhang Zhushi said at that time.

Zhang Zhushi pursed his lips hard, and then denied: "No! You can't beat him!"

Yang Zekui frowned upon hearing this, and wanted to say something, but in the end he just rolled his eyelids: "You don't care about my affairs."

Upon hearing his answer, Zhang Zhushi realized that Yang Zekui really wanted to beat Liu Minzheng, and Zhang Zhushi's temples pricked immediately: "Yang Zekui!"

Anxious, he directly called Yang Zekui's full name.

This unconscious action also caused Yang Zekui in front of him to frown slightly, his pretty brows were tinged with sullenness: "Get out of here."

He lowered his voice in a deep and slow voice, every word was full of oppressive force.

"No!" Zhang Zhushi gritted his teeth, unwilling to admit defeat at all.

"Leave, let go!" Obviously, Yang Zekui, who repeated these two words, showed a higher level of sullenness in both his tone and expression.

"No! I won't let!" Zhang Zhushi in front of him was still facing Yang Zekui.

Yang Zekui was so angry that he took a deep breath, turned his head away for a few seconds, and then he didn't utter any harsh words.

At this moment, a few boys who were playing basketball with Yang Zekui couldn't stand it any longer. They stepped forward and picked up Liu Minzheng who was sitting on the ground, and said viciously, "Stop pretending!"

Hearing the sound, Zhang Zhushi looked behind him, and then stretched out his hand to protect Liu Minzheng, who was full of snot and tears: "Don't touch him!"

The boys frowned after hearing this: "Are you Zhang Zhushi? I didn't say that you would rather trust someone you don't know than someone you've been with for so long?"

What the hell!How could it be mentioned that Yang Zekui is his partner again? !

Zhang Zhushi let go of Liu Minzheng, took a step forward and grabbed the collar of the man who spoke just now and explained excitedly: "He is not my partner! I am straight! Straight!!"

The man was taken aback by Zhang Zhushi's actions and words: "Huh? Oh...oh."

A boy next to him laughed dryly, and subconsciously pressed Zhang Zhushi's arm to persuade him: "Student Zhang, if you have something to say, talk it out, don't come up and do it."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhushi rolled his eyes: "I don't mean to do anything! Didn't you guys want to do something to Liu Minzheng?!"

The man's words froze for a moment, then he turned to ask in doubt: "Did we say we were going to beat him?"

"Ah?" Zhang Zhushi was stunned, "You, what do you mean by that?"

Before the man could give an answer, Yang Zekui, who had stood silently behind him for a long time, spoke, stopping the continuation of the farce in time: "Enough."

After finishing speaking, he waited until several people's eyes were on him before he said slowly: "That's enough, let's go."

"Let's go?" One person was shocked, "No, why don't you explain something? And we haven't finished playing basketball yet!"

"Enough is enough!" Suddenly, when turning around, Yang Zekui suddenly lost his temper.

To be reasonable, it was the first time Zhang Zhushi met Yang Zekui.

So for the first time seeing him get angry at such a close distance, seeing his angry look, he was subconsciously startled.

In his impression, Yang Zekui gave him the feeling that the most is coldness, and the second is black belly and contrasting personality.It wasn't until today that Zhang Zhushi suddenly realized——

No matter how indifferent Yang Zekui feels on weekdays, he will still get angry.

When he stepped on the critical line of his temper, he would not express his dissatisfaction with indifference, but, like everyone else, he would express it intuitively and directly.

It's just that Zhang Zhushi hadn't seen it before.

After the oppressive Yang Zekui left, the boys who stayed with Zhang Zhushi also left quickly.

Before they left, they took a deep look at Zhang Zhushi who was standing there with mixed emotions.

In those eyes, Zhang Zhushi couldn't tell what it was, but it probably contained sympathy, anger and dissatisfaction, and even a little...hate that iron can't make steel?

Forget it, it should all be his own guesswork.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhushi lowered his head and looked at Liu Minzheng, who was sitting on the ground in a mess beside him: "Are you all right?"

After the words closed, he stretched out his hand to him: "get up."

However, Liu Minzheng did not extend his hand like Zhang Zhushi did, or express his gratitude to him.

He propped his hands on the ground and stood up, turned to spit in disdain, and slapped Zhang Zhushi's shoulder viciously and left, sneering: "Meddle in your own business, the rich son is really virtuous. If it weren't for you, they wouldn't have done it just now." If you treat me like this, the best thing you can do just now is to get out of here as soon as possible."

"What do you mean?!" Zhang Zhushi suddenly clenched his fists, extremely displeased with his post-mortem appearance.

Fuck!

"What do you mean me to meddle in my own business?!" Zhang Zhushi took half a step forward, his eyes scarlet, "If you hadn't shown your weak side, would I be kind enough to help you!"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Minzheng raised his hand and punched Zhang Zhushi: "What did you say! Say it again if you have the guts!"

Wiping the corner of his mouth that was oozing blood with his fingertips, Zhang Zhu, who was beaten back a few small steps by the punch just now, smiled: "I'll say it as many times as you want. Huh? A weak person? Huh? Weak, Weak, weak?"

While speaking, the arc of his mouth widened wantonly.

At the same time, he tilted his head left and right like a puppy, and put his face closer: "Huh? How about it? Do you want to hit me? Do you still want to hit me? Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on!" Me, hurry up and greet me with your iron fist the size of a sandbag."

"You!" Liu Minzheng suddenly narrowed his pupils, then raised his foot and kicked Zhang Zhushi in front of him.

Extremely quickly, after Zhang Zhushi nimbly dodged the kick, he immediately turned around and pressed Liu Minzheng's arm to restrain him.

Liu Minzheng, whose arm was in constant pain from Zhang Zhushi's grappling moves, hissed, "Don't move! Pain, pain, pain!"

As soon as the words came out, Liu Minzheng, who already felt that his arm was about to be dislocated, even felt that Zhang Zhushi was exerting force on his hand, which directly stimulated his brain nerves to violently stretch into a straight line.

"Zhang Zhushi!" Liu Min was trying to adjust his posture so that he would not faint from the pain. "Let me go!"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhushi just turned cold and said to himself: "I learned this move from Yang Zekui, are you happy?"

"Zhang Zhushi!" Liu Minzheng raised his voice, "Let go! Otherwise, I want you to look good!"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhushi only took a deep breath quietly, and then pressed Liu Minzheng to the ground with a little more force: "Why, do you want me to drag your face on the concrete floor before you can say something nice."

"You! Let go of me!" Liu Minzheng became even more angry, "Let go of me! My dad's boss has something to do with it! Be careful, I'll tell him to fire you!"

Zhang Zhushi found it quite funny: "What kind of international joke are you making? What kind of society is it now? Are you going to play with me the method of threatening people and breaking someone's way?"

And is this Liu Minzheng such a fool?

Didn't he just laugh at himself as a nosy rich son, why did he forget it now?

Since he has connections and money, he should also have money.

So no matter from which angle you look at it, this method will not work.

Outside the arena, there were voices cheering and cheering for the players. The excitement was completely different from Zhang Zhushi's now, forming two worlds.

Zhang Zhushi looked at Liu Minzheng coldly for a while and then kept his mouth shut for a while, and finally let go of his hand lightly.

"Okay, if you want me to let go so much, then I'll let go." While patting the non-existent dirt on his hands nonchalantly, Zhang Zhushi glanced at his body from the corner of his eye and then went straight to the dog-gnawing position Liu Minzheng fell to the ground.

"Tsk tsk," he sneered, "It's really embarrassing." It was even more embarrassing than in front of Yang Zekui and the others just now.

Realizing this, Zhang Zhushi put his arms around his chest and added lightly: "If I knew you were such a cheap person, I should have shown Yang Kui and the others how miserable you are."

After a few seconds of delay, Liu Min, who managed to get up from the ground, pointed at Zhang Zhu and scolded: "Bastard! You wait for me! I will definitely make you pay a terrible price for today's behavior!"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhushi just rested his forehead and sighed: "Oh, is it that the brains of people like you are so underdeveloped now? Tsk tsk, is it because your IQ development has not kept up with the average, that makes you look stupid compared to others? "

As he spoke, Zhang Zhushi held his chin and pretended to be in deep thought: "Well—which one could it be?"

In the distance, Yang Zekui looked at the figure captured on the phone and frowned: "Li Jiaping?"

When the WeChat interface popped up, he clicked on it, and then quickly typed a few times on the keyboard: "Help me and Zhang Hezhi pay attention to someone."

——After completing some simple things, he lowered his eyes to look at the place just now, and his eyes fell asleep.

Seeing Li Jiaping pointing his phone at Zhang Zhushi and Liu Minzheng, who had an argument for some reason, Yang Zekui could probably guess what he had photographed and what he wanted to do with it later.

Correspondingly, he also has the ability to help Zhang Zhushi avoid all unnecessary troubles in advance.

But he didn't do it, and he didn't want to.

On the contrary, God helped him.

With such a good opportunity to gain favor, he won't just watch it go away before his eyes in vain.

So not only to use it, but he also had to secretly help Li Jiaping afterwards to ensure that its various negative effects on Zhang Zhushi could be extended to a certain point.

Yang Zekui was leaning against the window sill with a smile on his lips.

In his eyes, one or two people around him are idiots, and only he is a genius.

And the facts he saw were indeed the same.

"Alas—" he looked up to the sky and sighed, "Although, the world of geniuses is often so lonely~"

a ha ha ha!

His middle school soul was burning with all his might at this moment.