Chapter Seventy-Two

"Fuck!!" Jiang Wancheng was dumbfounded, this bear kid still has a mobile phone, the teacher in this school would actually let a first-grade child bring a mobile phone, bastard!

In a hurry, Jiang Wancheng directly let go of Han Fei and quickly rushed towards Wang Xiaoming, threatening to snatch the mobile phone in his hand.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoming had already dialed the phone, and on the other end of the phone, a woman's voice asked: "Is it a civil dispute or a ......?"

After she finished speaking, Wang Xiaoming shouted directly: "Zhuyuan Primary School, teacher's office, pervert!!"

After speaking, he hurriedly hung up the phone, and when Jiang Wancheng rushed over, he pinched the hand holding the mobile phone, and the mobile phone disappeared immediately.

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"Take it out, you little, Ben Shao will kill you!!" Jiang Wancheng never expected that this older child would actually know the police call, know the police call, and even bring a mobile phone, which is a special mistake.

If you don't do it well this time, it's going to be planted in the hands of this bear child.

Wang Xiaoming looked calm, spread his hands, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Mobile phone!!" Jiang Wancheng didn't seem to realize the most important point, and kept struggling with the fact that Wang Xiaoming had a mobile phone.

"No?" Wang Xiaoming showed an innocent look, little look, you're done, kill you!!

Jiang Wancheng was very angry, and he didn't do anything to Wang Xiaoming immediately, he stupidly wanted to snatch Wang Xiaoming's mobile phone and searched Wang Xiaoming's body.

"Where did you put it??" Jiang Wancheng shouted angrily.

"I didn't put it anywhere, you are looking for it!!" Wang Xiaoming sneered, secretly thinking that his acting skills were really good, and the Best Props Actor Award made this Shabi never take himself seriously.

Since this is the case, it will make you suffer a loss that you will never forget for the rest of your life.

Han Fei saw that Jiang Wancheng had already focused on Wang Xiaoming at this moment, so Han Fei was ready to take out his mobile phone again and call the police.

But Jiang Wancheng was keenly aware of Han Fei's actions, turned around and walked over, directly snatched the mobile phone in Han Fei's hand, and fell directly to the ground, directly shattering the screen of the mobile phone, so frightened that Han Fei couldn't help screaming.

Jiang Wancheng's face was distorted, and he directly pulled the weak Han Fei with his backhand, hugged her, so that he couldn't leave his sight, and shouted angrily at Wang Xiaoming: "Are you hiding in the crotch??"

Wang Xiaoming was stunned, brother dei, your IQ is worrying!

Why are you still bothered with that phone!

Besides, why did you look at me with that eye tucked into my crotch?

"You big shabi, I can't stand you anymore. Wang Xiaoming rubbed his palms, twisted his neck, and did a warm-up exercise, this is about to beat people.

Before the police came, beat this fool to the point where he didn't even know his mother.

The coolest thing in the world is that after I call the police, I will beat you up, beat you, and you still don't remember that I beat you!

Jiang Wancheng's face was cold, and he said to Han Fei: "This is the good student you teach, full of such swear words, and let primary school students bring mobile phones, you are really an excellent and good teacher!"

Wang Xiaoming's face was cold, and he shouted angrily: "Beep less, look at the fight!!"

Since Wang Xiaoming's words fell, I saw his delicate little hands, stretched out in an instant, as if from the claws of the devil in the dark, when they extended over, they continued to become thicker, and under the manipulation of Wang Xiaoming's mind, the wrists could be big or small, longer and thicker.....

Under Jiang Wancheng's frightened and angry eyes, he directly pulled him over like a pliers.

There was no power to resist at all, Jiang Wancheng was like a little chicken, he was lifted by Wang Xiaoming and stomped heavily in front of him.

"o" Han Fei looked at this magical scene, his face was full of surprise, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak, Wang Xiaoming, this kid, is it a devil?

Jiang Wancheng was stomped on the ground heavily, and he was also frightened, looking at the child in front of him who was not as high as his waist, as if his throat was stuck, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"The police are coming soon, before that, I'll give you a good beating and let you know how stupid it is to despise my teacher Han. Wang Xiaoming brought his fist to his mouth, sighed, and then said coldly: "Because Teacher Han is mine!!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Xiaoming punched out, and the fist was in the shape of an arc, as if a snakeskin move had come, directly from the bottom to the top, and hit Jiang Wancheng's chin.

"Bang!", Wang Xiaoming used fifty percent of his strength to blast Jiang Wancheng into the air with a punch, and then fell straight on the desk not far away.

Han Fei looked at this scene, and immediately covered her mouth, so frightened that her heart kept beating at the moment, she was shocked that why Wang Xiaoming, a child, would have such powerful means.

When Jiang Wancheng flew out upside down, his saliva was knocked out, and the two front teeth jumped out directly and landed in front of Han Fei.

Wang Xiaoming didn't care about these at all, but flew up directly, sat directly on Jiang Wancheng's body, and punched Jiang Wancheng in the face.

Even though Jiang Wancheng covered his face with his hands, he was pulled away by Wang Xiaoming's direct and powerful wrist, and after being dragged away, he was beaten even harder.

"Bang bang.... Let you bully my teacher, let you be a sperm worm in the brain.... Kill your turtle grandson!" Wang Xiaoming kept beating, and there were words in his mouth.

This made Han Fei look at this scene and faint directly in fright.

Even Han Fei, who is a people's teacher, has never encountered such a violent picture, so he has no resistance at all.

Wang Xiaoming watched Han Fei faint, hurriedly flashed his figure, jumped over, and hugged the soft delicate body, but because his body was too small, he was directly pressed under Han Fei's body.

"This body is sometimes good, sometimes it's not good!" Wang Xiaoming was pressed on his stomach by Han Fei's back, and he almost didn't catch his breath.

After a lot of effort to break free, Han Fei was gently laid on the ground, Wang Xiaoming looked at the face lying on the table, who had been beaten beyond his own eyes, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, he exhaled heavily, and said, "Hmm.... That's cool, old rules!!"

Wang Xiaoming still did the same as he did with Song Lingfeng before, creating a crime scene, and then the memories that should be deleted cannot be left at all.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming looked at Han Fei who was lying on the ground not far away, and secretly thought that she didn't look like she was being slighted, so she had to be realistic.

So Wang Xiaoming walked over and messed up Han Fei's hair, as well as his clothes, and most importantly, the scenery on his chest.

Doing this, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but stretch out his guilt, and muttered in a low voice: "The teacher is sorry!"

As he spoke, Wang Xiaoming stretched out his little hand and stretched out towards Han Fei's full peak, just lifting it slightly, he really didn't dare to do anything more, turned his head to look at Jiang Wancheng, who was knocked out by himself at the moment, and secretly thought that he could do something on him?

Just when Wang Xiaoming was thinking like this, he suddenly heard the sound of an alarm outside, his face changed slightly, the police were coming, and he had to hurry up.

Saying that, Wang Xiaoming hurriedly walked over and took off Jiang Wancheng's pants.

Uncovering the belt, Wang Xiaoming saw that this guy was still wearing Pikachu's boxer briefs.

"Oh mom, spicy eyes, you really have an innocent childlike heart under the obscene skin!" Wang Xiaoming smiled, and then said to the system: "Old rules, delete memories!"

[Three more today, four more tomorrow, strive to write it during the day, because tomorrow night Chinese New Year's Eve night, the New Year, so there are activities, I will send three waves of red envelopes in the group, although not much, but my thoughts, the atmosphere should also be done, here Fuyu wishes everyone a happy new year, in the new year, everything goes well, if you like this book friends, you can join the book friend group of this book: 620688870, interested in joining the exchange, you can accompany Wang Xiaoming to participate in the journey of the heavens and all worlds!!]