The next day, Lei Ze No. 3 Middle School immediately sent a message to hand over the assassination of Jiang Xiaobai to the Public Security Bureau, and the principal of No. 3 Middle School personally came forward to supervise the matter.

After receiving the news, the Public Security Administration did not slack off at all.

If it was an ordinary case, they might have put it aside, but now it is different, the assassination is the student of Lei Ze No. 3 Middle School who is about to take the college entrance examination, the future pillar of the country.

Soon, the Public Security Administration Bureau sent several warriors to investigate the matter, and even interrogated the head of the Zhang family.

After Zhang Qiming learned about it, he was stunned.

He had no idea that things would be exposed, and so quickly.

What is the reason for this?

How long has it been since it was exposed?

Despite this, Zhang Qiming was very calm and did not have any panic at all, especially at this time, he couldn't mess with himself.

"Housekeeper, take care of the family's business. When Zhang Qiming left, he told the old housekeeper at home.

"Master of the house, leave the affairs of the family to me!" said the old housekeeper calmly.

Hearing this, Zhang Qiming followed the people of the Public Security Administration with peace of mind.

The old housekeeper looked at Zhang Qiming's back, his eyes swollen and revealing a gloomy color.

"Jiang Xiaobai, I didn't expect that just a student still needs me to deal with it!"

……

Jiang Xiaobai has already learned the news of the Zhang family, and this time, Zhang Qiming is facing the accusation of maliciously assassinating a student in the martial arts class.

Once this crime is implemented, not only will Zhang Qiming's life be over, but the Zhang family will cease to exist in the future, and it will become a despised existence in the entire Leize City and be spurned.

The students of the martial arts class do not have a particularly high social status, but they have the potential to become martial artists in the future. And it is also the hope of the country's future, if it is an ordinary student, he may rely on the power of the family to settle the matter, but the other party is Jiang Xiaobai.

The most dazzling genius in the last mock exam is also the Tianjiao who is most likely to be admitted to the national key martial arts university.

The principal of No. 3 Middle School is quite concerned about this matter, and basically does it himself.

In his opinion, the third middle school finally came out with a Jiang Xiaobai, and there are still people to do things, which is simply not taking the third middle school in his eyes.

Although the No. 3 Middle School is not as good as the No. 1 Middle School, it is also one of the few high schools in Leize City, and there is a country as a backer behind it, so it is natural that it will not be afraid of the Zhang family and others.

The principal of No. 3 Middle School also wants to prove to all the people in Razor City that the students of No. 3 Middle School will not be provoked by others.

A genius like Jiang Xiaobai is related to the reputation of the third middle school, and it is also a stepping stone for the promotion of the principal.

There is no room for error.

"Jiang Xiaobai, don't worry, I must not just forget this matter. The day before the college entrance examination, the principal of the No. 3 Middle School personally came to Jiang Xiaobai and explained, "You just take the college entrance examination and leave everything to me." ”

"Well, I'm relieved to have the principal's words. Jiang Xiaobai nodded seriously, "Otherwise, I'm really afraid of the Zhang family's retaliation." ”

"The Zhang family retaliated?" the principal waved his hand, "It doesn't exist, he has so much guts?"

"Don't worry, if I don't obey them, what face do I have to be the principal of the third middle school?

Jiang Xiaobai quietly listened to the principal's righteous and awe-inspiring words, and was full of emotion, this guy still has a way of comforting people.

Although the principal said so, Jiang Xiaobai would not trust each other all, although the Zhang family was not as good as Lei Ze No. 3 Middle School, they also had a certain strength.

And Zhang Hao once said that there are three-rank martial artists in the family.

If it is a third-grade martial artist, even Jiang Xiaobai can only be captured obediently.

Especially now that Zhang Qiming has been arrested, it is inevitable that the other party will not jump over the wall in a hurry and give up his life for him.

After the principal left, Jiang Xiaobai fell into deep thought.

Now if you want to rely on the power of the school to protect yourself, it is obviously not very reliable.

But if he faces a third-grade martial artist, he has no chance of winning at all, if the other party is a second-grade martial artist, and can he escape, a third-grade martial artist?

How can this stand up?

"Forget it, it's useless to think about this now, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, I, Jiang Xiaobai, am I still afraid of him?" Jiang Xiaobai quickly stopped dwelling on this issue.

"Xiaobai!" Zhao Chong ran in sweating profusely, and came to Jiang Xiaobai with a smile.

"You're a blind chicken running every day. After Jiang Xiaobai saw Zhao Chong, he scolded with a smile. "It's going to be the college entrance examination tomorrow, don't drop the chain. ”

"What is the blind chicken running, I just went to get the baby. Zhao Chong smiled mysteriously and handed over a glass bottle.

"What treasure can you have, what is this?" Jiang Xiaobai took the medicine bottle, and there was only a drop of purple liquid in the medicine bottle.

"Didn't I hear last time that you were attacked at school? I went to the black market to get this thing for you. After Zhao Chong closed the door of the dormitory, he said, "Don't look at him, he only has one drop, it is said to make a martial artist lose his strength." ”

Can this drop deal with a warrior?

Jiang Xiaobai re-examined the bottle of liquid medicine again, saying that there was only one drop in a bottle.

"Can you deal with a third-grade martial artist?" Jiang Xiaobai played with the medicinal liquid in his hand and asked Zhao Chong.

"Three-rank martial artist?" Zhao Chong shook his head, "It shouldn't be!"

"Xiaobai, don't tell me, the Zhang family is going to dispatch a three-rank martial artist to deal with you!"

Three-rank martial artist, what a powerful existence this is.

It's a big shot in Razor City!

In Lei Ze No. 3 Middle School, if someone told Zhao Chong that he wanted to engage in a three-rank martial artist, Zhao Chong would definitely scoff at him.

Are you kidding?

"Xiaobai, if an ordinary martial artist is okay, a three-grade martial artist, this is a bit too big. Zhao Chong rubbed his head, thinking that a third-grade martial artist would make his scalp tingle.

He has seen the strength of a third-grade martial artist, it is extremely powerful, not to mention dealing with them, even against a first-grade martial artist can be easily crushed.

Jiang Xiaobai wants to deal with a third-grade martial artist, which is tantamount to using a mantis arm as a car.

"Xiaobai, let's tell the instructor!" Zhao Chong thought for a moment and said with a serious face.

"Tell the instructor?" Jiang Xiaobai chuckled, "Do you think they'll believe it?"

"What's the matter?" Zhao Chong sat on the bed, looking like he was facing a great enemy, "This can only deal with ordinary martial artists, if it is a third-grade martial artist, this medicinal liquid is useless at all." ”

"Why don't I go back to my dad?"

Zhao Conflict's eyes lit up, if he went back to his father, maybe there would be a solution.

Zhao Danian is still very energetic in Leize City, from starting from scratch in the past, to now gaining a firm foothold in Leize City, he is naturally not an idle person.

"Looking for your father?" Jiang Xiaobai glanced at Zhao Chong, "You're not afraid of being beaten to death by your father?"

"It's better to be beaten than if you were killed by a third-grade martial artist!" Zhao Chong said speechlessly.

"Do you really think I'm going to be killed by a third-rank martial artist?" Jiang Xiaobai asked rhetorically.

"Xiaobai, Brother Bai, is it possible that you can still be a third-grade martial artist?" Zhao Chong disagreed, "A third-grade martial artist is not a mouse in Qingshan Town, so you can't be careless." ”

"I'll think of something else. Jiang Xiaobai looked at the purple liquid in his hand and fell into deep thought.