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  Chapter 161: Continuous Chaos

  Hu Jianmin nodded and said, "Hao Ge be careful yourself, if there's anything just tell the brothers, if Bei Qi doesn't give Hao Ge face, we won't give Bei Qi face either, do what needs to be done." I waved my hand at Hu Jianmin, and he escorted Xia Xue away. Xia Xue kept looking back, her eyes filled with worry and reluctance.

  They entered the city high, and I stood up, holding an iron rod and entering North Seven. Right, no mistake, it was in my hand that I held the stick, not hidden in my sleeve. I believe that many people in North Seven already knew me, and now I walked into the campus with an iron rod in my hand, which was even more eye-catching. I was cold as ice, with a fierce aura on my face, holding the iron rod towards the teaching building.

  In the campus of Bei Qi, there were many boys gathered in groups, some with three or five people, others with seven or eight. Each and every one of them had a arrogant look on their faces, and at this moment, they all stared at me. I was barefooted and not afraid of those who wore shoes. Anyway, I had just been beaten up outside, so I didn't care about being beaten again. With a provocative gaze, I looked at them. As a result, even when we walked to the teaching building, none of the groups came out to fight with me. Actually, this was within my expectation.

  In the past, Zhuge Liang opened the city gate and sat alone on the city wall, playing the lute to scare away Sima Yi's 150,000-strong army. Now I'm imitating this empty city strategy, although the method is old, it still works. The more arrogant they are, the more they think I have some trump card that hasn't been played yet.

  I walked into the teaching building, feeling relieved, and quickly returned to my classroom. Seeing that Lei Yu and the others were all there, I went straight over to them. They had already noticed that I was covered in dirt and didn't need to ask what had happened, directly asking: "Who did it?"

  "The first one is a bald head, with a tall and sturdy figure."

  Lei Yu thought for a moment: "There aren't many bald heads in the north, let's find them one by one." The group of people left the classroom and searched for that bald head under Lei Yu's guidance. At first, they found two bald heads, but neither was the right one. When they got to the third bald head, I and Lei Yu were standing outside the window looking in. "Is it him?" Lei Yu asked me, pointing at a corner where there was another bald head. I recognized that guy with just one glance and said coldly: "It's him!" The group of people didn't say anything, but suddenly rushed into the classroom.

  That bald head seemed to be still bragging about his achievement just now with the surrounding classmates, vaguely hearing something like "just beat Wang Hao from Chenggao at the school gate". When we rushed in, the students in the class looked at us in horror.

  That bald head soon discovered us, muttered a curse under his breath, picked up the stool from under his buttocks and stood up. But he was too late, I rushed over quickly, without any hesitation, and swung my club at his head. The bald man's movements were not bad, at the critical moment he dodged slightly, and the club finally hit his neck. The bald man stumbled twice but didn't fall, and I kicked him in the stomach again.

  The girl's head hit the ground, and she shouted: "What are you still dazing about? They've all stepped into our class!"

  The entire classroom was in an uproar, with many students holding stools and gathering around. I ignored everyone else and continued to beat the bald-headed boy fiercely with a metal rod, which only targeted him. The bald-headed boy covered his head, but the rod landed on his arm, causing him to cry out in pain. Just as I was enjoying the thrill of the fight, Lei Yu suddenly shouted: "Wang Hao, run away quickly!"

  I turned around and saw that Lei Yu and the others were being surrounded by students from their class. Lei Yu and the others were empty-handed, while the students from their class were all holding stools and immediately fell into a disadvantage. I didn't care about the bald guy anymore, and rushed to Lei Yu's side, punching at several students who were hitting them the hardest. It was really chaotic, with everyone fighting and cursing at each other, and several students dropped their stools and retreated to one side.

  Suddenly, a sharp pain appeared on my back. I didn't know who threw the stool over. Then other students followed suit and stopped fighting us at close range. They retreated to two or three meters away and started throwing stools at us. "Hurry up!" Lei Yu pulled me, and we rushed out of the classroom, occasionally getting hit on our backs and legs, but finally escaped.

  The classroom was in an uproar, with some people even chasing us out. We fled back to our own classroom in disarray. It seemed that those students didn't dare to cause trouble in other classrooms and didn't follow us into the room. When we returned to class, we only then discovered that Old Fourth's head was bleeding profusely. We frantically searched for paper towels to help him stop the bleeding and asked if he needed to go to the infirmary, but he said it was fine and he didn't need to go. The other classmates in the room all came over to ask what had happened. Lei Yu recounted the events of earlier, saying that Wang Hao had been beaten up at the school gate, and when we went to avenge him, we were surrounded by an entire class of students. Our classmates were outraged, clenching their fists and saying they would go fight back again.

  This atmosphere was absolutely non-existent in Chenggao. I remember when Hong Li came to our class and hit me, my classmates just watched and not one person stood up for me. It wasn't until later that I slowly realized, Beiqi is like this, dorms and dorms, classes and classes, almost always at war with each other, because of some small matter they would often start a big fight, you can see how fierce the school spirit is.

  However, with more people, there were surprisingly no injuries, and everyone just ran away after a brief commotion. The atmosphere became intense, and Lei Yu picked up a stool, saying: "Let's go!"

  The boys in the class picked up their stools, about twenty or more people, and rushed out of the door to start the second round of attack. The old fourth, who was still covering his head with a tissue paper, also didn't want to fall behind, carrying a stool and squeezing into the middle of the team, shouting and scolding loudly. Students from all grades came out to watch the excitement, and the corridors were lined with people on both sides, as lively as during the Chinese New Year.

  They soon returned to their classroom, where they had already received the news and closed the door tightly. I was the first to rush in, kicking the door open without saying a word. The door creaked open, and the classroom was in disarray, with desks and chairs scattered all over the floor. I held an iron rod and struck at the nearest student. Immediately, the students behind me also rushed in, fighting together with the students of this class, everywhere was chaotic, and it was unclear what the situation was like. Because I had seen more scenes, I didn't appear flustered, but instead calmly looked for my opponent, striking down with one rod, and soon knocked down two or three people.

  At this time, the sound of a whistle came from the corridor outside, and then a voice came through the loudspeaker: "Don't fight here, go back to your own class!" I still didn't know what was going on, but my classmates were rushing out of the classroom one after another. Lei Yu came over and pulled me: "Hurry up, the security team is coming!" I also rushed out with him.

  After leaving the classroom, there were no students in the corridor, but instead dozens of tall and sturdy security personnel appeared, all wearing anti-terrorism masks and holding rubber batons. Whenever they saw a boy from our class, they would beat him up. It was real beating, without any mercy at all. The boys in our class quickly covered their heads and ran away after being hit once or twice. When I passed by those security personnel, I also couldn't avoid getting hit one or two times. The rubber baton hurt a lot when it hit my body, but it shouldn't be a big deal.

  The boys returned to the classroom, all with excited expressions, not affected by the beating of the security guards at all. Each and every one of them was boasting about their earlier achievements, saying they had knocked someone down with a stool and so on. The boldness of Beiqi's school spirit, I really got to see it today, fighting is like child's play, no need for planning or deployment, just grab the stool and go at it.

  The most primitive, the most violent, and also the most pleasant. To be honest, I've taken quite a few blows, and without looking, I know it's all blue and purple, but under their influence, I'm also laughing loudly, and haven't felt any sense of loss at all.

  The hormones are restless and can only be vented in this way. It's not a big deal, but it's inevitable that it will escalate into a struggle between the two classes. If it were in Chenggao, even a slightly famous gangster could do whatever they want in other dormitories or classes, and others would dare not speak out. But in Beiqi, it doesn't work that way, everyone is a gangster, and the strength is evenly matched, who's afraid of whom?

  During class, Zhou Mo asked me: "How was it? Wasn't Beijing more exciting?"

  "Wow." I said: "I really regret not coming to this place earlier, living such an exciting life every day."

  Zhou Mo laughed and handed me a bottle of red flower oil, "Take it back and rub it on."

  The bell rang, signaling the end of evening study. The boys in our class were all raring to go, ready to head out together when suddenly the classroom door was kicked open and twenty or thirty boys from another class rushed in, having already started fighting elsewhere. And so another chaotic battle began, with the girls in our class screaming and desperately trying to hide in the corners. I wielded my iron rod, wildly attacking in all directions, growing more excited as the scene grew more chaotic.

  The classroom was in a state of utter chaos, but Zhou Mo sat calmly and quietly, watching the commotion with an icy gaze. When the boys from both classes fought their way to her side, they all tacitly avoided her, apparently aware of her true nature. It could be said that a vacuum had formed around Zhou Mo, just like when I was in high school. I felt that if Zhou Mo stood up and shouted, "Get out, all of you! This chaos would stop immediately." Unfortunately, Zhou Mo had made up her mind to ignore the matter and instead lifted her legs to watch the spectacle with interest.

  I knocked down two more people, but I was also kicked in the stomach by someone. After coming and going back and forth so many times tonight, my body is covered in scars, and I'm almost out of energy. This kick sent me rolling over, and I fell to the ground in a very embarrassing manner. As I sat there dazed and confused, my head seemed to be resting on something soft and fluffy, and then a fragrant scent wafted into my nostrils.

  "Are you comfortable?" Zhou Mo's voice sounded.

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