C88 He Cleaned It up
C88 He Cleaned It up
Because of the pain, the man in the jersey was screaming loudly.
As a senior, he was actually beaten up by me. This made the man in the jersey feel as if a stone had been stuck in his heart.
The pressure in his heart, the pain in his head, and that disdainful voice of mine, everything made the man in the jersey feel unbearable.
However, this fellow is really awesome.
Under these circumstances, most people would have long been unable to withstand it and would have fallen to the ground, unable to get up. Although this man in the jersey was screaming in pain, his body did not collapse.
On the contrary, because of the bloodstains on his face, his face looked even more ferocious. "F * ck, go, kill him..."
The man in the jersey roared loudly and woke up the people behind him. Those three underlings were also shocked by my sudden attack.
The three of them immediately reacted and rushed towards me.
As for the man in the jersey, he was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. He waved his fist that was the size of a vinegar jar and rushed towards me.
We're going to fight again.
An uncontrollable excitement and impulse welled up in his heart, and even the sound of his breathing became a little hurried.
Just as the fist of the man in the jersey was about to touch my face... My left hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the man in the jersey's wrist. Exercise force! With a twist, there is a creaking sound and the man in the jersey instantly lets out an extremely miserable scream.
Then, he sent a kick flying, directly kicking the man in the jersey in the stomach.
His well-built body instantly bent. Under this kick, his body flew backwards and crashed into the two lackeys behind him. The two lackeys were knocked down to the ground.
Only the last man was left. Looking at the situation, gritting my teeth, I was prepared to charge forward and fight to the death with me, but in the end, I directly rushed over. The stick in his hand smashed into the little brother's head.
With a 'kacha' sound, another bloody wound appeared. The remaining stick on the chair in his hand was broken and only half of the stick was left in his hand.
That little brother held his head with both hands and his body rolled on the ground continuously. There were even bits of blood on the ground.
His move was fast, accurate, and ruthless. In a short time, the four of them were all knocked down onto the ground.
Although it was not to the extent of completely losing the ability to move, there were even two people who were basically uninjured. However, under the current circumstances, these two people didn't dare to casually attack again. After all, no one wanted to see a wound appear on their body for no reason.
The man in the jersey seemed to be unwilling to admit defeat. He struggled to get up from the ground.
In the end, I step on the chest of the man in the jersey. The sole of my foot seems to weigh a thousand kilograms. The upper half of my body that I had just lifted up cannot withstand the weight of the sole of my foot and collapses onto the ground once more.
My body slowly squatted down and stared at the man in the jersey.
"Kid, what's your f * cking name? This isn't over. I'm going to kill you." With a hoarse voice, the man in the jersey roared and struggled with all his might. He grabbed my ankle with both hands, as if he wanted to grab my ankle... Get off my body.
However, it was as if my soles were rooted to the ground as I stepped on this man's chest. No matter how hard this guy struggled, he was unable to break free.
That appearance of mine seems to be in a very sorry state.
"My name is Ye Chen. Now, some of you in the third grade should know my name. If you want to take revenge, feel free to do so. I don't care." I said with a ferocious smile.
My left hand slapped this fellow's face. That action was quite insulting.
"A trash like you who only knows how to bully women, not to mention the four of you, even if there were a few times more, it wouldn't matter."
"But next time, I might not let you off so easily..." As he said that, the remaining half of his hand, a twenty-centimeter long wooden stick, was left. The broken end slowly approached the eyes of the man in the jersey.
The places where it was broken were all sharp and sharp.
It got closer and closer to the eyeball of the man in the jersey bit by bit. From the looks of it, it seemed like it would pierce through the eyeball of the man in the jersey.
The distance between them was getting closer and closer, and the fear in the man's heart was getting stronger and stronger.
He couldn't bear it at all, and his body kept trembling.
Beads of sweat kept rolling down his face. This guy wouldn't really want to blind his eyes, would he?
There was a sound of despair in his throat.
Just as the end of the wooden stick was about to touch the eyes of the man in the jersey, my arm suddenly stopped.
My throat moved slightly, and my heart was filled with fear.
At that moment, an impulse really emerged in my heart. I had the impulse to poke the stick in my hand into the man's eye.
Fortunately, my hatred for the man in the jersey wasn't as strong as when I was facing Liang Youcai. Thus, I was able to control myself.
The brutality in my heart made my hair stand on end.
No matter what kind of situation it is, the brutality in the depths of my heart seems to keep urging me, wanting to make things develop to an irreparable stage.
Shaking my head slightly, I stand up and move the soles of my feet away from the man's chest.
"Scram..." I said coldly.
Although the four of them felt extremely ashamed and embarrassed, they didn't have the courage to continue fighting. Who would have thought that this fellow would be so good at fighting? Most importantly, he was vicious and ruthless, and didn't take human lives seriously at all.
If they continued fighting like this, something irreversible might really happen.
A few people supported each other and got out of the classroom.
As for me, I conveniently stuffed that stick into my pocket and walked towards the classroom door.
The students in the classroom looked at me differently.
If it was pure fear before, now it seemed to be a little more admiration.
In such a short period of time, the problem that might lead to a violent conflict was solved in such a short period of time.
Seeing that I was about to leave, Su Yiyi hurriedly grabbed her bag and followed me from behind. She followed me out of the classroom one after the other.
"Little Uncle, wait for me. You are fighting again..." Su Yiyi complained in a low voice as she spoke.
"Look carefully. I didn't start the fight first." I casually replied.
Just as Su Yiyi and I were chatting, a voice suddenly came from behind us.
"Please, please wait a moment..." The voice sounded somewhat anxious.
I stopped and turned around. I saw that the person who appeared at the door was the girl who had just been beaten up, Huang Qianling.
Her face was flushed red, and her big bright eyes were staring at me, sparkling like stars.
That divine eyes, that expression, that aura, it is very easy to cause some misunderstanding. Could it be that this girl has taken a liking to me? I knew it! I still have the charm of a man!
If this girl really confesses to me, then should I agree, agree, or agree? This question is very complicated!