Son-in-law's Romantic Life

C87 What's the Point of Hitting a Woman



C87 What's the Point of Hitting a Woman

Our eyes met.    

    

Everyone in the class knows who I am, so Huang Qianling should know as well.    

    

A hooligan who goes to fight when he has nothing to do. Compared to other boys, I am definitely more capable of fighting. Perhaps I can settle this matter.    

    

I thought that in Huang Qianling's eyes, there would be a look of begging for help.    

    

But this kind of situation did not occur. In Huang Qianling's eyes, there was no trace of wanting to ask for help. There was only a kind of stubbornness, a kind of strength, and an impulse to not admit defeat.    

    

Her little head suddenly moved back and stared at the man in the ball shirt in front of her like an angry female leopard.    

    

Tsk, he has a personality.    

    

This girl's personality is not bad.    

    

But it has nothing to do with me.    

    

Not to mention that Huang Qianling did not ask me for help, even if she really asked me for help, I would most likely not help, right?    

    

No, it is not that I will most likely not help, but I will definitely not help.    

    

Why do I need to help? This matter has nothing to do with me at all. I don't know this Huang Qianling either. She isn't related to me, nor is she related to me. She is a person who doesn't benefit from anything. I have no reason to help this girl. Isn't that so?    

    

This girl's gaze reminds me of when I was young. Perhaps when I was young, I had this kind of gaze as well.    

    

Stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat.    

    

Seeing Huang Qianling's unconvinced gaze, the man in the jersey might have felt that his dignity had been affected. The expression on his face became even more furious as he raised his palm once again.    

    

But at this moment, a figure suddenly stabbed in and blocked in front of the man in the jersey.    

    

That was a person that even I did not expect. It was actually Xue Ningning.    

    

That rabbit squad leader, that timid girl. At this moment, she saw her classmate getting beaten up. She didn't know where the courage came from, but she actually rushed out.    

    

However, after rushing out, that courage immediately disappeared. That petite body seemed even more petite at this time.    

    

Her neck shrank slightly, as if she wanted to use a more powerful gaze to stare at the man in the jersey.    

    

But when she looked over and saw the dark face of the man in the jersey, the fear in his heart instantly shattered the little bit of courage in his heart. That pair of eyes involuntarily drifted to other places, drifting erratically.    

    

His mouth muttered softly, "That... Please, please stop. Otherwise, I'll tell Teacher."    

    

Inform Teacher, this was already the most severe threat that Xue Ningning could make.    

    

When she first spoke, her tone was higher. In the end, there was almost no sound at all.    

    

"F * ck, I'm already a f * cking graduating student. Why should I be afraid of my teacher?" The man in the jersey said in disdain.    

    

This might be a situation in all high schools.    

    

The graduates were given preferential treatment. Generally speaking, even if they made a mistake, as long as it was not too serious, the school would not punish them too much. After all, if the students were expelled at this time, it would lower the school's admission rate. This situation also caused the graduates to be particularly arrogant. This was no exception even for Shenyu High School.    

    

Seeing Xue Ningning still blocking in front of him, the man in the jersey seemed to be somewhat unhappy. He casually pushed Xue Ningning's body, "Scram to the side."    

    

Poor Xue Ningning, her body was petite and delicate. She could not withstand the strength of the man in the jersey. After being pushed, her body staggered backwards. She walked along the corridor in the middle and looked like she was about to fall. I happened to be in that seat. Just as I was about to hit my chest... I finally reached out my hand.    

    

However, after the lesson from last time, I carefully did not protect Xue Ningning. Both of my hands passed through Xue Ningning's armpits. Originally, I wanted to stabilize Xue Ningning's body.    

    

But with just a little bit of strength, Xue Ningning's body was lifted up by me.    

    

Two legs were suspended in the air.    

    

Speaking of which, this body is really a little too light. Is it 70 jin? Although it was small and delicate, wasn't it a little too light?    

    

That posture made Xue Ningning's face flush red. She felt quite ashamed.    

    

My body is struggling under my hands and tears are about to fall.    

    

"Put me down. Put me down." Xue Ningning begs softly.    

    

As for the surroundings, because of this scene, there was a hissing sound. That kind of sound made Xue Ningning especially embarrassed.    

    

Especially Zhang Hao, you bastard. You actually whistled and watched the show. Don't you think this matter is too big?    

    

This way, even I feel somewhat ashamed, so I quickly put Xue Ningning down.    

    

What happened here made the man in the jersey very unhappy. He came here to cause trouble and teach the person who knocked over his girlfriend a lesson.    

    

Since it was a lesson, it naturally needed everyone's attention. No one paid attention to his side, which made the man in the jersey very dissatisfied.    

    

Where did this guy come from? He actually dared to steal my limelight. Is he courting death?    

    

The man in the jersey turned his spearhead towards me. His eyes were fierce. "Hey, kid, there's nothing for you here. Get away from me. Otherwise, I'll deal with you as well."    

    

F * ck me, that's quite domineering.    

    

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly as he walked towards the man in the jersey.    

    

The man in the jersey didn't expect that not only did I not leave, I was actually getting closer and closer. His face also became ugly.    

    

When I appeared in front of the man in the jersey and glanced at him, I coldly said, "Move aside..."    

    

The man in the jersey was stunned for a moment. "What?"    

    

"I told you to move aside, but I want to go out. Why are you blocking me here? A good dog isn't blocking the way. Don't tell me you can't even compare to a good dog?" With a sneer on his face, I said to the man in the jersey.    

    

This is clearly a provocation.    

    

The man in the jersey's face also became extremely malevolent. "F * ck you, you're courting death..."    

    

As he speaks, he stretches out his hand and punches me in the chest.    

    

This time, I didn't dodge. I was stunned by this punch, but my body still didn't move.    

    

He only stretches out his hand and pats his chest slightly. He seems to find it a bit dirty and raises his head to look at the man in the jersey. "You were the one who attacked first."    

    

"So what if I attacked first?" The man in the jersey continued to shout.    

    

As for me, the smile on my face became increasingly savage. "If you attack first, it means that I can fight back..."    

    

Before I could finish speaking, I suddenly stretched out my right hand and grabbed the chair that I had just placed on the ground. Then, I threw it at the man's head.    

    

This action was really too sudden. Although some people had guessed that I might retaliate, no one had expected that it would be like this.    

    

With a series of crackling sounds, Zhang Hao's poor chair was instantly smashed to pieces.    

    

There was only a round wooden stick left in his hand. He grabbed the end of the stick and pointed it at the man in the jersey in front of him.    

    

This guy's face was covered in blood.    

    

The pain made the man in the jersey howl uncontrollably.    

    

"Bah, what kind of trash is this? What's the point of hitting a woman?"    

    


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