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Zhang Qiu stood on the city wall, surveying the surroundings, and asked Yang Yu, "Is everything ready?"
Yang Yu replied, "Don't worry, Brother Qiu, everything is here."
Zhang Qiu nodded and moved to a higher position. He called out loudly to the Brothers who had followed him, "Everyone understands the serious situation of this confrontation. I appreciate that you all came; I won't say much more. Since you are here, I cannot put the Brothers in danger. Therefore, I have prepared weapons in advance. Each person will receive one, and we will distribute them in order."
Qiu Wan and Yang Yu waved their hands, and several people they brought over carried large bags of fishing gear. They placed the bags on the ground and unzipped them, revealing wooden baseball bats and silver iron pipes inside.
Yang Yu took out an iron pipe and said, "The baseball bats are limited; these iron pipes were bought from a hardware store. Each one is a meter long and just as powerful as a baseball bat."
Zhang Qiu also picked up an iron pipe, held it in his hand, swung it a few times, and said, "This is good—cheap and easy to find. The key is that it's effective. We should equip everyone in our club with one in the future."
Yang Yu nodded and noted it down. Zhang Qiu shouted, "Line up to receive your weapons—one for each person; everyone gets one."
Despite the students crowding together in the cafeteria during meal times, they lined up quite orderly into two lines to receive their iron pipes. Zhang Qiu looked at this scene and sighed, "It seems that as long as there are requirements, a civilized approach is not impossible."
Once everyone had received their weapons, the overall momentum instantly increased; it felt like they were becoming a formidable force. As one student put it, "Holding something in your hand makes you feel secure; it gives you more courage when fighting."
After distributing the weapons, Yang Yu handed out a towel to each person and said, "Everyone put this on."
Some people were confused and asked, "Second Brother, what do we need this for?"
Before Yang Yu could explain, someone immediately stepped forward and said, "You don't understand. That night, Second Brother used a baseball bat while wearing a towel to beat Wang Zhen and his group thoroughly." He raised his head proudly; as a witness to that event, he felt a deep sense of pride. Because of this, when he heard Zhang Qiu was establishing the Hall Society, he immediately signed up to join.
Yang Yu nodded and said, "That's right, having everyone wear masks is the point, to intimidate them. Additionally, since we have just formed, we are still not familiar with each other." Yang Yu raised the mask high, "With this, we can distinguish friend from foe and prevent friendly fire."
Upon hearing the explanation, everyone began to take the masks in their hands seriously, pairing up to help each other put them on.
Zhang Qiu looked at the more than forty Brothers around him, all wearing masks and holding baseball bats and iron pipes, standing together. He found himself in an ancient city of the Yuan Dynasty and suddenly felt like an ancient general. He imagined himself wielding a sharp sword, leading his soldiers into battle for the country.
Just as he was lost in thought, Yang Yu walked over to Zhang Qiu and whispered, "Brother Qiu, they are coming."
Zhang Qiu's expression turned serious as he took a few steps to the edge of the city and looked at dozens of electric vehicles parked in the square. A crowd was approaching, dark and dense. Notably, among the crowd were not only students but also a few bald men and youths with dyed hair.
Zhang Qiu sneered and sighed, "Dark clouds press down on the city, threatening to destroy it."
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