Chapter 91: Who Hit My Classmate
Come on, Mo Huasong, as soon as you confess to me, I will immediately slap you in the face. Pang Xiaopei secretly screamed in his heart.
But Mo Huasong listened to Pang Xiaopei's words, didn't say a word, and rushed towards her red sports car.
With a "snap", Mo Huasong jumped into the driver's seat, closed the door, and immediately drove towards the front.
Time is urgent, Mo Huasong thinks it is better to drive Pang Xiaopei's sports car.
If it were another woman, Mo Huasong would not borrow the other party's sports car.
But Pang Wenjun's granddaughter, then there is nothing.
"This, thisβ" Pang Xiaopei was stunned.
Didn't Mo Huasong want to confess his love to her? Why didn't he confess before he drove away in her car?
Is there something wrong with his head? Or is he too shy to say anything?
Suddenly, Pang Xiaopei woke up suddenly: "Ah, the car, my sports car." Mo Huasong, you bastard, you come back for me, that's my sports car. β
But Mo Huasong had already disappeared in her red sports car, and the others were stunned.
"Cut, I thought that boy was going to confess to Pang Xiaopei, it turned out to be a borrowed car?" said a boy.
"That guy is pretty handsome, and if he had a sports car of his own, I would definitely be his girlfriend. β
"Wake up, people have such a sports car, and they will still find a crooked melon and cracked date like you as a girlfriend?"
Pang Xiaopei angrily took out her mobile phone and made a call, she wanted to ask someone to check where her sports car was, and she wanted to make Mo Huasong die very ugly.
After Mo Hua let go of the sports car and rushed out of the school, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the sports square.
As for the red light and traffic police, they were all left behind by Mo Huasong.
When he arrived at the Sports Square, Mo Huasong stopped directly at the gate, and then ran inside.
When he went to the ticket window, Mo Huasong saw Du Ling squatting there, holding Su Weidong, who was covered in blood, crying.
"Wei Dong. Mo Huasong hurriedly ran over there to check on Su Weidong's injuries.
As soon as Mo Huasong caught Su Weidong's vein, his eyes were solemn.
The other party was very ruthless and seriously injured Su Weidong.
The blood stains on Su Weidong's clothes were all spit out by him.
Mo Huasong took out two healing pills from the storage ring and stuffed them into Su Weidong's mouth, and at the same time injected a true qi into his body.
Just for a moment, the unconscious Su Weidong slowly opened his eyes. "Du Ling, don't cry, I'm fine. β
"How can you be okay? Just now a few of them beat you to death, and I am calling an ambulance to take you to the hospital. Du Ling wiped the tears from her face and said. "It's all my fault, if you didn't want to watch Xiao Jie's concert, you wouldn't be beaten like this. β
Du Ling knew that those scalpers didn't want others to queue up to buy tickets, otherwise, how could their tickets be sold at two or three times the price?
When they saw that Su Weidong was about to buy tickets, they deliberately cut the queue in front to prevent Su Weidong from buying tickets.
Of course, Su Weidong, who was strong in blood, wanted to scold the other party, and they just happened to beat Su Weidong with a black hand.
"Who are the people who beat Wei Dong?" Mo Huasong's eyes were angry.
"They were wearing similar clothes, and when a swarm of bees rushed up, they beat Wei Dong in groups. Du Ling turned her head to look ahead, and a group of men in windbreakers were standing there, all looking at Mo Huasong and them with unkind eyes.
Mo Huasong stared at them and asked, "Du Ling, did they beat them?"
"I wore the same clothes as them, but I don't know if they hit them. But they are also scalpers, and even if they are not, they know the murderer just now. Du Ling looked at Su Weidong, who was still pale, with pity.
"They're scalpers. Mo Huasong stood up and walked over there.
Du Ling shouted in fear: "Mo Huasong, don't go over, let's go, we can't afford to mess with them." β
They are still students, where can they fight these scalpers?
Mo Huasong didn't speak, and walked to the side of those scalpers to stare at them: "Who beat my classmates?"
"Hehe, I'll just say, they're young students. A flat-headed young man said excitedly.
Immediately, the flat-headed young man said to Mo Huasong with a fierce face: "What do you see, boy, believe it or not, I gouged out your eyeballs? β
When Mo Huasong heard this, he knew that even if it wasn't for this flat-headed young man who attacked Su Weidong, he was suspected of instigating it.
"I'll ask again, who hit my classmate just now, stand up. Mo Huasong stared coldly at these scalpers.
"Stand on your Mabi. The flat-headed young man scolded. "Get out of here, or we'll make your death even more ugly. β
Mo Huasong didn't say much, grabbed the flat-headed young man's collar with one hand, and hit the pillar next to him.
"Smack. "The flat-headed young man's forehead broke, and blood flowed out.
"Ah, it hurts me to death, you hurry up and beat him. The flat-headed young man wanted to punch Mo Huasong, but he found that he couldn't move his hands and feet.
"Smack. Again, the flat-headed young man's head hit the pillar again.
Mo Huasong used a lot of strength, the flat-headed young man's forehead bone was broken, and blood stained his face and clothes. "Say, who hit my classmate?"
Those scalpers rushed up, but what was very strange was that when they just rushed to Mo Huasong's side, they found a light wind blowing, and then they couldn't move.
"What are you doing standing there when you beat him?" the flat-headed young man cried angrily.
But no matter what he called, the men could only stand there, unable to speak.
Mo Huasong sneered and continued to pull the flat-headed young man against the pillar.
This time, the flat-headed young man's face was all smashed, and he fainted, unable to say anything he wanted to.
"Okay, it's time for the next one. Mo Huasong threw the unadult-looking flat-headed young man to the ground, and then grabbed another man.
Another blow sent another puddle of blood to the pillar, and the man's face was rotten, and blood was pouring all over the ground.
Mo Huasong didn't have the patience to ask any more, so he directly made a heavy hand.
This man was hit by this and was able to speak. "Don't beat me, I said, it was Brother Pingtou who took a few of us to beat me. β
The man hurriedly pointed out the few people who had beaten Su Weidong just now, and Mo Huasong didn't say a word, and directly stepped forward and broke both of their hands.
Now even if these people go to the hospital to get their bones back, they can't let the bones return to their original places, and they will be crippled for the rest of their lives.
If these people just beat Su Weidong a little, Mo Huasong would not have made such a ruthless move.
But they beat Su Weidong to such a serious injury, if it wasn't for Mo Huasong's timely treatment, Su Weidong would have to go to the hospital often for medical treatment in his life.
"What are you doing? Are you looking for death?" a group of security guards ran over with batons.
"Security, someone hit us, help. The scalpers saw the security guards coming and hurriedly shouted.
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