[Shocking] Do you know how primary school students fight?

I am a junior high school student, and there is an elementary school just across the street. What do elementary school students need to fight? What weapon? How to fight? My eyes have been opened today


First, the fuse, the conflict, can only be of two types,
One: fighting for my girlfriend (I can't understand this, what do people with big balls know)
Two: fighting due to accidental injury in a game
Three: saying bad things about someone behind their back, being discovered, fight!


Second, the first test of skills: The two primary school students first yelled at each other, and then began to arouse each other's fighting spirit, such as the following dialogue: A: What do you want, ***? B: What do you think about the mud horse? A: Can you try to move me? B: You move me. After repeating this cycle for N times, one party couldn't help it, cursed and punched, and the first test of skills began


The most intense time I have ever seen was when one party pulled the other party's hair and beat him wildly. The weapons were only a bench (not for small fights) or fists, and then they struggled together. In the end, they were separated by classmates. The loser said harshly: Damn, see you in the alley after school! (The so-called victors must go after hearing this. One type is the powerful one who wants to save face, and the other type is the one whose family is slightly rich but has no social strength and pretends to be 13) Next, is the real competition


First of all, why choose the back alley? First: there are relatively few residents and it is the only way for primary school students to go home. Fighting can attract the attention of primary school students and establish their own image of campus strength (don't challenge my strength in the future). Second: there are many small alleys in the back alley, which is convenient for escape, and the entrance of the alley is easy to beep to prevent adults from intruding. Next is the preparation before the "big war", weapons, manpower, and routes, explained in detail one by one. (The powerlessness of the Claw Machine Party)


There is a group of "senior" students on campus, what are they doing, they are troublemakers!
One type: I like to watch the excitement, but I am afraid that the world will not be in chaos.
The second type, those with social background and timidity, often say: Can't play after school? Wow, those fellows have had enough! Beat him! (This kind of person is the most shameful. When he stirred up the conflicts between classmates, it seemed like there was a blood feud, but now the classmates stopped doing anything.) Why did they stir up the trouble? Firstly, they told the school that I was loyal enough, and a group of people who didn't like to learn came to act as younger brothers. Secondly, it was also to satisfy their own vanity, and most of the back alley battles were started by this group of people


First: Of course, you should find classmates with whom you have a good relationship, and ask them to call as many people as possible. It is worth reminding that this is not called a helper, but a shaker. Yes, it is also emboldened for yourself. Weapons are usually placed in some small corners. For primary school students, most of them are wooden sticks (brooms, mops, etc. in the classroom). Well, there are also stones, what are they used for? Fight back while running! Yes, but these are all what we thought. The poster accidentally discovered it with his classmates. What's the matter? Blade! ! ! Belt! And there are sharp nails, well, there are wooden sticks, but there are a few more nails on the head of the wooden stick! (Don't say that the poster is a liar, brother, the poster can't believe it either, but I saw it with my own eyes. If you don't believe me, go and investigate the area around your own elementary school)


Next, both parties are waiting for the moment when school is over. (The poster here expresses his opinion. How big a mind does a primary school student have? You have caused such a dark shadow on the purest childhood. It is really the responsibility of the school and the parents. Alas, the classmates who were beaten probably came to the alliance to trick us.) After school, A group of people surrounded the fighter and began to walk toward the alley. The two groups consciously separated and gave up the "dueling" position in the middle. I believe that the classmates who were fighting at this time were all stunned. However, the environment made them have to wait with bated breath. After a while, one party said: Because we were friends, I will let you punch three times first. The other person was stunned for a moment, then roared and rushed towards him, but he almost ran up crying (the host also sighed secretly), and in a blink of an eye, he came to him, grabbed his hair with his hands, and then smashed his face with his fist! Once, twice, three times, the face of the person being beaten began to bleed! The location where it was hit turned out to be the eye! !!This is, an unexpected scene appeared...


The three punches had passed long ago, but the student believed that the fist hit him. The classmate who hit him seemed to have forgotten the conflict in the morning, and just punched blankly, retracted it, and punched again. The anger began to fade away, but the strength of the punch did not weaken at all. At this time, someone shouted: Fight back! Three punches have already passed! The person who was beaten seemed to be electrocuted, roaring and waving his fists. In his heart, the helplessness and disappointment of being beaten by his friend began to change to anger, and he began to fight back, even harder. The two petite bodies began to struggle, and the onlookers were not breathing. No one knew what they were thinking, but just watched numbly, which shocked their hearts. (Dear, what did you think of when you saw this?)


The two sides fought for half an hour, and their physical strength was gradually exhausted, but they were still unwilling to be the first to let go. When the student with a bloody face looked up, I saw the injury. It was on the orbit of the right eye, and it did not hurt the eye. Everyone let out a long breath. This was when the student with bleeding eyes suddenly gave a blow. Using force, he pushed the other person to the ground, and then took a few steps back. From the beginning, he had already understood that they could not be friends. Perhaps it was the unconvinced stubbornness of a primary school student. He said to the student who fell to the ground: "Don't run away, I can't kill you. I'm looking for someone!" After that, he walked towards the crowd and took out his mobile phone skillfully... The student struggled to stand up. At this time, a student about the same size as him suddenly emerged from the crowd and whispered something in his ear...


The two gangs remained silent but had different intentions. The student with blood in his eyes kept looking at his mobile phone. Anyone with common sense knew that this little brother's brother was a local gangster. He dropped out of junior high school and struggled for a few years. Now he has achieved a small amount of "achievement". This elementary school is his sphere of influence. Thinking of this, the student with blood in his eyes smiled slightly. The clotted blood accompanied by an unnoticeable smile made people sigh, is this a primary school student? The student on the other side, after being whispered by his classmates, felt a little calmer. After all, in the eyes of primary school students, gangsters are not easy to mess with. The only thing he dares to think about and do now is the legendary troublemaker classmate. After all, his family's background , it should not be underestimated. The crowd was surprisingly quiet. No one dared to break the silence first, nor did they dare to retreat. After all, the real show was about to be staged. The aunt upstairs sighed: Children nowadays... She closed the window


At this moment, a commotion broke out in the crowd, and someone shouted: Here we come! As everyone looked, sure enough, several arrogant motorcycles stopped in graceful arcs on the side of the road, "Who the hell dared to bully my brother? Get out of here!" A man with purple hair shouted, and the crowd voluntarily gave way to a road two meters wide. The accompanying gangsters naturally had different hair. The gangster with a cigarette in his mouth glanced at the crowd, who messed with our boss..., brother? ! Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and their eyes fell on the students who hit them. With their colorful hair, cross-dressing, and snake head tattoos exposed on their necks, in the eyes of the primary school students, they were simply god-like existences. The group of people walked towards the alley in three steps. People were sweating in their hearts for the student... "Brother, it's that kid. Don't beat him to death. Just beat him and keep him in the hospital for a few days." After saying that, he looked at the classmate with contempt. People were shocked. Good guy, what was just a scene of brotherhood that was pitiful has now become a fight between enemies. People once again said helplessly: Primary school students... Of course, no one dared to say it, after all, they couldn't afford to offend these vicious people. The purple-haired young man looked at the blood stains in his younger brother's eyes and spat out the cigarette he handed to him: Boy, what's going on? Are you serious, little bastard? Give me a reason, hurry up!"I, I..." The classmate who had been shivering for a long time now had a face full of panic. He knew that the person in front of him was something he could not afford to offend, and he might be attacked by a stick in the next moment. He just kept uttering the inconspicuous word "I" with his trembling lips, secretly worried in his heart, where was his reinforcement? ! The purple-haired young man didn't have that much patience. He hummed and walked up... one step, two steps, and everyone was shocked. At some point, the purple-haired young man held a trousers belt with a sharp weapon in his hand! ! !


The classmate looked at the approaching demon and trembled and squatted on the ground. He understood that at this time, he could only protect his softest part. The classmate whose eyes were bleeding laughed even more happily: "Haha, what was so awesome about you just now? Lift your butt (yes, you heard that right, neither did I) Ah, what the fuck!" Maybe he smiled too hard, and the congealed blood in his eyes remained again... This time, maybe it was really hurt, and he bared his teeth and said, "You idiot, who is laughing at you!" The snickering purple young men glared at the crowd in unison, and the crowd stopped rioting. The purple-haired young man had already walked up to the trembling classmate. His face was full of bruises, and several disproportionate scars made the primary school students shudder. He raised his belt and was about to strike with a wicked smile, "Stop it!" As he spoke, a sharp voice drew people's attention out of the depths of the alley. What is supposed to come will eventually come! That's right! The shit-stirring classmate is here!


Classmate Shit Stirrer acted like a big brother in elementary school. Of course, he came empty-handed, either to pretend to be 13 or to die. Of course, Shit Stirrer belonged to neither. Behind him, there was a crowd of heads in the darkness. As soon as he finished speaking, the entrance of the alley also There were twenty or thirty people blocking the crowd. Well, I read that right. They were all primary school students. Their uniforms of "Eagle Takes Flight" represented their special status. Looking at the lower grade students mixed in the crowd, I cursed in my mind: Damn, even if you are so small, you won't let them go. It is said that the shit-stirring classmate led the Yigan brothers into the crowd. When the trembling student saw that the savior had arrived, he crawled into the crowd as if he had seen Lafayette. His legs were shaking and weak, but compared to life, he obviously liked the latter. After all, the purple-haired young man was a man of the "Tao". He snorted: What? Who wants to challenge my strength? ! The shit-stirring classmate saw so many "subordinates" being emboldened, but he also had to take care of his own face and straightened his back. How dare you underestimate our Feilong Gang? (Khan, this is my name. I live in JB. I'm a primary school student.) Hey boy, which one of you will go up first? I will destroy you bunch of useless losers!


By the way, the domineering shout of the purple young man made the primary school students a little scared. After all, the belt in his hand was hung with a hook, and there were really no one who dared to learn from it. I can't lose my face as a shit stirrer, okay? It's an obvious provocation, okay? I'm afraid of you! Shitstick looked at the people around him, found some confidence, and took the lead in charging forward with an angry roar: Brothers, charge with me! ! ! (As an aside, why the Communist Party was able to defeat the Kuomintang during the Liberation War was because when the Communist generals charged, they shouted, "Brothers, come on me." The Kuomintang generals shouted, "Brothers, come on me.") I couldn't help but admire his courage. I followed the classmates who were on the stick, and they all gnashed their teeth. Even before the fight started, they all started to brew their own hatred. In their hearts, they imagined that the purple-haired boy in front of them had killed their whole family. The purple-haired boy was stunned for a moment, and he mechanically started to stand against the wall, trying not to leave the blind spot on his back to the enemy. He understood this. In the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by the shit stick and more than a dozen "men". The other gangsters saw that their boss was surrounded, and hurriedly moved closer to him. However, the elementary school students all shared the same enemy and were ordered by the shit stick to block them. I was very happy to see it, haha, gather around for reinforcements


Seeing his men being blocked by a group of primary school students, the purple-haired young man was so angry that they were a bunch of losers!As he spoke, he raised his belt and brushed away like a crowd. With a "snap", one student's face was red and swollen from the beating, but the student refused to say anything and just stared at the purple-haired boy fiercely. Tears fell from the corners of his eyes. If looks could kill, the purple-haired young man would have been beaten long ago. Looking at this strange scene, the purple-haired young man couldn't help but sweat. He had been messing around for so long, and he had defeated countless enemies with the same technique. In order to cover up his uneasiness, he raised his belt and hit him in another direction. You guessed it, in the same scene, the student who was beaten was just Staring at him without saying a word, they were waiting, waiting for orders. Shitstick saw that his side's morale was gradually rising, and he felt happy. He had his own little Jiujiu. If the purple-haired young man in front of him was defeated by him, wouldn't the surrounding elementary schools be his "world"? ! He imagined that he was Xie Wendong, and he was very proud. Returning to reality, the shit-taker saw that the time had come and shouted: Come on, brothers!


"Ah..." The primary school students rushed forward! Everyone rolled up their sleeves and punched them with fists. As the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. The purple-haired young man was also in a hurry, desperately resisting the angry fists. It was the first time that he was in such a mess. He was actually treated like this by a primary school student. He couldn't help but feel angry: " Come on, give it to me! You are a bunch of little bastards! "After that, he used his fists and kicks to push a student out of the crowd, and then hit the person closest to him on the head with his palm. After all, he is a primary school student. How can he withstand such a heavy force? He was crying and cursing with tears in his eyes, throwing out his little fists again and again, and was also punched by the shit stick. Oh my, it really hurts. Looking at his "men" with bruises and swollen faces, his eyes were red, and he picked up a wooden stick and threw it at the purple-haired young man. After all, the purple-haired young man was alone. Weak and at the end of his strength, he was hit in the head by a whistling wooden stick. He groaned, woke up, put his right leg behind the wall, and used his body to rush towards the crowd. He was really punched out, and he immediately moved closer to his thugs



The primary school students who gathered around to call for help watched the purple-haired young man walk away and did not dare to move. They moved out of the way mechanically. They retreated behind the shit stick one after another. When the gangsters saw the purple-haired young man walking away, they hurriedly went over to help him. The purple-haired young man pointed at the primary school students and said with a smile: " Haha, you little bastards really dare to play, I will kill you, go and call Erzi and the others, you, go and copy the guy on the motorcycle!" The purple-haired young man began to assign tasks. Seeing this scene, the shit-taker felt that he was playing too big. " There are already more than a dozen people beaten by "his subordinates". When he got big, his parents made trouble at school and he had to be expelled. Shitstick paced back and forth, looking at the purple-haired young man opposite who kept smoking and sneering. His anger grew, and Shitstick whispered to his confidant. After a while, he turned around and made a phone call, and then quickly said to his "men": Brothers, I am incompetent today and I didn't vent my anger for you, which made you suffer. Now you guys go home first, and I will give you an explanation tomorrow! "After that, he waved his hands to signal the primary school students to disperse. The students had long been so shocked by this scene that they had forgotten the time and rushed to disperse. "Hey, you want to run? ! "The purple-haired young man became even more arrogant when he saw this formation, "I won't run away, just wait! "The shit stirrer sneered, and some primary school students walked away reluctantly.