Everyone left in discussions, and Zhang Feiyang stood in the same place. There were still people who did not walk far away and watched nearby.

"Party Leader Li, I really didn't take your money."

"Well, Feiyang, look at it, take out the money, and I told everyone in front of the queue that I lost it myself. This not only saved your face, but also dealt with this matter. What do you think?" asked Platoon Leader Li.

"I really didn't take it. If you don't believe it, you can search your body. You can also search my dormitory luggage." Zhang Feiyang said excitedly.

Platoon Commander Li's face changed: "Okay, just forget it if you want to say that, okay, there's not much money, go, you'll have dinner later." After that, he turned around and left. Zhang Feiyang said to Platoon Commander Li's back, "I really didn't take it." Platoon Commander Li didn't look back.

Zhang Feiyang returned to the dormitory in a hunch. Everyone in the dormitory seemed to have encountered a ghost, and they all left quickly.

Zhang Feiyang sat on the bed, thinking about it without any good idea. The sound of supper was heard outside, and Zhang Feiyang had to run to gather.

Walking on the road, Zhang Feiyang vaguely heard someone talking behind him, "It's him, the thief in Class 2." " Stay away from such people." Zhang Feiyang felt a chill on his back.

During the meal, there was a bit of a crowd of ten people in a class sitting together, but today it was different. Zhang Feiyang's comrades on both sides were far away from him.

There was a bench space on both sides of the left and right sides. Zhang Feiyang was very embarrassed and went back to the dormitory after taking a few bites.

The person who slept with Zhang Feiyang on the upper and lower bunk beds is Songsong, and he is also a factory worker. Both of them have similar identities and status. At the beginning, they were very good at chatting, but since this happened, Songsong seemed to have misunderstood him.

That night, Songsong was reading a book in the dormitory. When Zhang Feiyang saw that there was no one in the dormitory, he said to Songsong: "Songsong, believe me, I really didn't get the platoon leader's money."

Songsong smiled and said, "I know you didn't take it."

"You really believe it?"

"I believe it, everyone in our Class 2 believes it." Songsong said that and went out, and Zhang Feiyang clenched his fists.

For two days, Zhang Feiyang spent the whole time in depression and pain. Zhang Feiyang thought to himself that only 20 days of training had passed halfway through, and he gritted his teeth and persevered until the end of the training, and he would be fine after returning to the factory by himself.

That night, Zhang Feiyang returned to the dormitory alone. As soon as he opened the door, the remaining nine people in the dormitory were there. He rushed to the general Zhang Feiyang. Zhang Feiyang retreated and leaned against the wall. Everyone was still surrounded.

"What...what happened?" Zhang Feiyang said with a stiff expression.

A man named Jianwei in the class started to do it first, "Bang!" slapped Zhang Feiyang in the face, gritted his teeth and asked, "You dare to steal!"

"Bang!" Someone of them tugged it over. Zhang Feiyang groaned and covered his stomach and said, "I don't!"

Xiaohui, who was in the same dormitory, asked: "You are so stubborn, take out the money!"

Zhang Feiyang looked at the crowd, Songsong was also there, looking at Songsong anxiously, and whispered: "Songsong, what's going on? Who has lost the money again?"

"There are more than 2,000 people in Jianwei's bag and more than 800 people in Xiaohui's bag. Take it out, and it's okay if you take it out." Songsong said.

"But, I really didn't take it..." Zhang Feiyang couldn't help but burst into tears.

Jianwei shouted, "Is it? I have money, I don't want it anymore, I will kill you." He kicked Zhang Feiyang, and everyone rushed forward, and if they couldn't squeeze in front, they found an opportunity to kick him through the cracks. Zhang Feiyang held his head and curled up in the corner.

"Dong!" "Dong!" "Bang!" There was a dull sound of fists and feet hitting the body in the dormitory. Zhang Feiyang resisted without saying a word. I don't know how long it took to fight, but Zhang Feiyang felt dizzy.

Jianwei pulled Zhang Feiyang's neck and pulled it up, and said word by word to Zhang Feiyang's face: "Do you take it out? Don't take it out to call the police, and then report it to your unit and family, so that you can be embarrassed."

Zhang Feiyang's nostrils were bleeding, his eyes were blue, his head drooped like mud, and he muttered, "I really didn't take it. Please don't beat it. It's really not..." Before Zhang Feiyang finished speaking, someone kicked him up again and kicked Zhang Feiyang to the ground.

Jianwei stopped him with his hand and said, "Don't hit me, look at me."

Jianwei unzipped the zipper of his pants and smiled at the person next to him, "Hold him down. I'll quench the thief."

Xiaohui pulled Zhang Feiyang with his feet. Zhang Feiyang turned his head and was about to struggle. Xiaohui stepped on Zhang Feiyang's forehead, "You guys step on him. Don't let him move." Xiaohui said.

The people next to them stepped on Zhang Feiyang's arms, legs, and torso with their feet. Zhang Feiyang was beaten so hard that he was weak and struggled several times without any effect.

Jianwei urinated at Zhang Feiyang's face. Zhang Feiyang's face was full of anger, gritted his teeth, and his muscles on his face became deformed.

After Jianwei finished peeing, Xiaohui pushed Jianwei and smiled and said, "It's my turn, haha."

At this moment, someone shouted, "Lever... the platoon leader."

Everyone turned around and saw that Captain Li entered the house and immediately stood attentively.

"What are you doing?" Platoon Commander Li said angrily.

Jianwei pointed to Zhang Feiyang on the ground and said in a very aggrieved manner: "Report to the platoon leader, he stole more than 2,000 yuan from me and more than 800 from Xiaohui."

Platoon Commander Li walked up to Zhang Feiyang, leaned over and tried to help Zhang Feiyang up, and took a sudden step back, "What does this taste?"

"Jianwei, get him up, no matter how you say it, you can't hit someone, don't you understand?" said Platoon Li.

"Yes, yes, the platoon leader, don't hit anyone." Jianwei smiled and helped Zhang Feiyang up.

Platoon Commander Li asked Zhang Feiyang: "Is it okay?" Zhang Feiyang looked straight ahead without saying anything.

"Everyone is packed up and you are ready to turn off the lights. You are not allowed to fight anymore. Let me find out again. Let you arm your cross-country ten kilometers!" Platoon Commander Li said while walking behind his back.

"Yes." "Yes." "Platform Commander Li walked slowly."

"Bang!" Jianwei closed the dormitory door, walked slowly to Zhang Feiyang, and pulled Zhang Feiyang down.

Everyone surrounded him, and Xiaohui smiled and said, "It's time for me to pour tea for the thief to drink."

The repetitive scene was no different. The only difference was that Zhang Feiyang did not cover his face with his hands, allowing Xiaohui to insult him, and his eyes were dull and blind.

After Xiaohui finished the work, he seemed a little boring, so he called everyone to scatter and prepare to wash and go to bed.

Zhang Feiyang got up, wiped his face with his sleeve, and said in a deep voice: "I want to kill you!"

Jianwei walked over in surprise and said, "Damn it? I want to make a fuss? Come on, kill me, kill me."

Zhang Feiyang looked at Jianwei with a blank look, and Jianwei smiled and said, "Don't kill me? I'll go to bed. Comrade thief."

Zhang Feiyang didn't say a word and curled up on the ground and lay overnight.

The next morning, Platoon Leader Li came to the dormitory of Class 2 and called Zhang Feiyang to the office of the militia training base.

There were two policemen sitting in the office. The police asked clearly about the incident and conducted an investigation. Due to insufficient evidence, they only asked the militia training team to conduct internal investigations and dealt with. Zhang Feiyang left the militia training base with his back.

Zhang Feiyang returned to the printing factory, and the factory manager informed Zhang Feiyang to go to his place.

The factory manager said to Zhang Feiyang: "Platform Commander Li from the militia training base called to inform the factory that you have studied and decided on theft at the militia training base. You have been fired. You have not been clean outside and you dare not keep you in the factory. You can go."

Zhang Feiyang didn't argue, but turned around and left. As soon as he left the factory, "Zhang Feiyang stopped!" Zhang Feiyang's girlfriend Xiaoyu chased after him.

"Xiaoyu." Zhang Feiyang smiled.

"Well... I called you, just want to tell you, let's forget it, we are not suitable, I will not find a... a thief to be a boyfriend. Take good care of you. Goodbye." Xiaoyu turned around and left.

Zhang Feiyang's smile froze and he shouted, "Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu!" Xiaoyu left without looking back.

Zhang Feiyang was at a loss and walked on the street without any goal, and unknowingly came to his home.

When he pushed open the door, his father Lao Zhang was watching TV in the room. When he saw Zhang Feiyang coming in, Lao Zhang suddenly stood up and shouted: "Get out of here! Our Lao Zhang family does not have descendants like you!"

"Dad! What's wrong with me?" Zhang Feiyang said aggrievedly.

"You are still pretending to me? The leaders of your training base told me, get out quickly! Our old Zhang family will not leave any thieves!" Old Zhang roared angrily.

Zhang Feiyang laughed bitterly, turned around and left. "Bang!" Angry sounded closed the door behind him.

"Later, Zhang Feiyang wandered on the street for several days. Zhang Feiyang's sister gave him some money, rented a house in the suburbs, found another job, and worked in a private small business. At this time, Zhang Feiyang lived steadily, and had only one goal, that is, kill all the parties involved, and humiliation can only be washed away with blood! So, in addition to getting a salary at work, Zhang Feiyang could ensure that he would not be starved to death, and began to investigate the people who had insulted him from the side, address and

The rest of the time, I trained all the skills of killing, studied physical fitness all night in the rental house in the suburbs, and studied anti-reconnaissance methods. A year later, Zhang Feiyang began his first revenge, Jianwei, the first person to do it. Zhang Feiyang was wearing a headband, gloves, and shoe covers, sneaked into Jianwei's home late at night. It was too dark, and he stabbed three times at the blurred figure on the head of the bed. After killing this person, he found that Jianwei was sleeping next to him.

The woman who just killed was a woman, so she just kept killing Jianwei with two stabs. After escaping, Zhang Feiyang laughed loudly in the rental house in the suburbs. The feeling of murder made him intoxicated. The indescribable pleasure spread throughout his body. From then on, it was out of control. Unfortunately, after killing several parties, Platoon Leader Li and Zhiyong from Class 2 disappeared. According to Zhang Feiyang's plan, the people who beat him in the class were appetizers.

, platoon leader Li is a regular meal and wants to kill him in the end. Unfortunately, since platoon leader Li disappeared, he has not been able to kill him. If platoon leader Li was not so selfish and dealt with impartially at that time, all this would not have happened. If platoon leader Li saw everyone beating Zhang Feiyang and stopped it in time, all this would not have happened. If platoon leader Li did not call the police and reported to the leaders of the printing factory afterwards, all this would not have happened. Shouldn't platoon leader Li die? Ah? Shouldn't it?"
Chapter completed!