"Who am I, I am your teacher!"

When Xiao Mengmeng got out of school in the afternoon, she saw a group of people with unkind faces surrounding the transfer student who bumped into her in the morning, and she didn't take it to heart, she was ready to watch the play, after all, she had also seen the scene where Wu Xiang showed his skills and threw four peers to the ground, and felt that Wu Xiang couldn't suffer a loss.

It's just that the scene is changing rapidly, when Zhang Haoyu invited more than 100 students to surround each other, she realized that something was wrong, and immediately dialed 120, and people rushed to the scene, and when hundreds of adults rushed in from outside the school, this scene was out of control, and then a strange man appeared on Zhang Haoyu's side and broke the deadlock, the scene became more and more messy, as a people's teacher, she knew that if she didn't come forward to stop it, the tragedy might be repeated on campus and become out of control.

"Teacher Xiao, why are you. Zhang Haoyu said a little incredulously.

He didn't expect that this female teacher, an ordinary music teacher, would come out to stir up the situation.

"Why can't it be me. Xiao Mengmeng frowned and said with a little displeasure.

"You'd better not meddle in this matter, today my four brothers were seriously injured by this kid and were lying in the hospital, I can't swallow this breath. Zhang Haoyu said with a grim look.

"Then you shouldn't gather in such a sacred place as the school to fight, what's the difference between this and breaking the law, I've already called the police, the police are coming soon, it's too late for you to stop now." Xiao Mengmeng said eloquently.

Hearing that the beautiful teacher who broke in suddenly had called the police, everyone present felt awkward, and they all thought that this woman was sick and what was the matter with her.

Lin Shuangxiong saw that the scene was embarrassed for a while, and coughed lightly twice and said, "Ahem, misunderstanding, this teacher, did you misunderstand that we are here to find trouble, no, this time is indeed a bit abrupt, but it is definitely not an afterlife, there must be a lot of misunderstandings in this situation now, wouldn't it be good for everyone to sit down and explain it clearly?"

"Joke, so many of you gather on campus, is it to catch up with the market? This is the school, is it easy for me to be a three-year-old child?" Xiao Mengmeng said sarcastically.

"Don't talk so much, it's useless nonsense, no matter who is here today, no matter who is behind him, fucking hell, what's the ink, Cao Jun, just cripple the person and bring it to me, lest I have a long night and a lot of dreams, do it!" Zhang Haoyu said impatiently, "Others protect Teacher Xiao and don't let her run around." ”

Cao Jun was also stunned for a long time, and the others divided some people to surround Xiao Mengmeng tightly, the military order was like a mountain, and he couldn't refute it, who let him voluntarily come to this troubled water?

In an instant, he used all his strength, took a step forward with his right foot, and sprinted wildly with his feet as if he were stepping on hot wheels, and his figure was as fast as a frightening wave, and many people only felt that the opponent in front of him had become as unpredictable as the wind.

Cao Jun's hands turned into fists, opening and closing, his hands seemed to be transformed into the scythe of hell and death, wielding the blade, harvesting the other party's life over and over again.

In the eyes of Wei Hu, Wang Song and others, the members of the Yihu Gang were easily slapped to the ground by him like mosquitoes, simply and directly roughened, saving effort and worry.

In Cao Jun's eyes, the enemy was like wheat in the field, harvested little by little by he, a farmer, with a knife.

Fortunately, he also knows how to distinguish the occasion, knows the priorities, and has a measured hand, and the shot is not too heavy, just knocking people unconscious, otherwise these people may be dead or disabled today.

The members of the Yihu Gang, who were arrogant and infinite just now, were so fragile at the moment that they were defeated by Cao Jun's amazing and unparalleled force, and the scene of one side down, Zhang Haoyu and his party were all stunned, their pupils shrank, and they couldn't help but be afraid in their hearts, and they were surprised by Cao Jun's unparalleled combat effectiveness, and they were glad that they didn't fight him.

On the other side, Wei Hu's face was as pale as paper, his eyebrows were raised, looking at the one-sided situation in the field, he was even more full of thoughts in his heart, such a peerless general full of force would be a person from the Purple Star Society, if his own person should be so good, he couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, and Rao is personal heart would be aggrieved and depressed.

Endless greed and ambition prompted him not to be intimidated by Cao Jun's menacing appearance, and he had already begun to think about how to pull the other party into his camp, or think about where his side could find a fierce general comparable to the force in front of him.

Cao Jun brutally and domineeringly swept away the obstacles in front of him, and between the mustaches, dozens of adults were already lying on the ground wailing in pain, and the rest of the people saw that the other party was like a martial saint possessed by him, and his momentum was unstoppable, and they were all frightened, and they unconsciously took two steps back, not daring to take another step forward.

Taking advantage of this great opportunity, Cao Jun waved his palms again without delay, and surged towards Wu Xiang with a momentum like a rainbow.

"Master, how is this good. Lin Shuangxiong saw the fire burning his eyebrows, and said in a panic. Originally, he came to resolve the conflict and ask for peace for his son, but he didn't expect it to be like this, according to the information he investigated, Wu Xiang is an ordinary person who can no longer be ordinary, but because of his son, his cousin Liu Chuan suddenly suffered misfortune and became a vegetative person, and he came this time to make up for his son's mistakes.

Wu Xiang didn't expect the other party to be so breathless, he turned his face when he said it, and then clenched his hands into fists, the aura in his eyes exploded, and a touch of ruthlessness was gone in the blink of an eye, and he was already ready to fight the enemy with the determination and ruthlessness of life and death.

Clang!

"Amitabha!" sighed heavily in the air of the Buddha's name, and at some point he had already moved to Wu Xiang to block the other party's fatal blow for him.

As a monk, the hanging monk is naturally unaccustomed to seeing Cao Jun's murderous appearance, and at the same time, he can also understand the dilemma in Lin Shuangxiong's words, in order to avoid unnecessary tragedies repeated, he must also do something, after all, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Cao Jun didn't succeed in a blow, but was shocked back by the monk who appeared in vain, and said with a little surprise in his eyes, "The golden bell jar of Buddhism, no, it's more like the immortal golden body of Tantra, who are you, monk, why are you blocking my way." ”

"The old man is hanging in the air, but a monk wandering in the wilderness of the world, a nameless person, but the donor, you are full of murderous energy, amazing force, not like a nameless person, who are you? Moreover, when facing the enemy, there is also a three-point leeway, and no one is killed, which means that you have already opened the killing ring, but there is a trace of kindness in your heart, why not be dedicated to goodness, dissolve the anger full of anger, the sea of suffering is endless, and turn back to the shore. Hanging in the air, he immediately explained.

"Lao Tzu Xing does not change his name and sits or change his surname, his name is Cao Jun, he said that you don't know him, the old monk and my affairs don't need you to pretend to be compassionate and compassionate here, pretend to be a good person, Lao Tzu doesn't eat your Buddhism, and I don't want to say the origin, right, don't use your horizontal practice of foreign kung fu, why don't you see the real chapter under your hands, win me, today it's easy to say anything, if you can't win, you just hand over the person, how. Cao Jun said stupidly.

He was sure that he would definitely not be able to break through the old monk's defense for a while, and now that time was pressing, the beautiful female teacher had already called the police, and the police would come soon, and he had to settle the matter before the police came, otherwise the police would be in trouble.

Wu Xiang stared at the special situation in front of him with a confused expression, he never expected that the old monk hanging in the air would block the robbery for him, in the special world in his eyes, the bright red aura above Cao Jun's head was thriving at this moment, and his whole person was wrapped in this special breath, which looked particularly domineering and mighty. The top of his head still did not change much, it was still a piece of blue with some pale golden light flickering, but the surface of his body emitted a faint golden aura, enveloping his whole body, and there seemed to be a Buddha chanting scriptures outside the aperture, and the appearance of the golden light and treasure elephant* seemed to be sacred and inviolable.

Hanging in the air shook his head and kept silent, saying that this method was impossible, but in Cao Jun's eyes, it became that the other party was delaying time, waiting for the police to come.

Cao Jun, who was furious, shouted and scolded angrily, "Look for death." ”

His arms were bruised in vain, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were slightly blood-red, his face was terrifying, his hands turned into fists, as if he was mad, carrying the unparalleled brute force that shocked the world and struck directly into the air.

One punch, two fists, countless fist shadows swayed freely, the body was like a sparrow, the violent and savage power in the hand was covered like flowing water, and the bombardment of fists to flesh was everywhere in the suspended body, The clanging metal percussion sound was endless, shocking the Quartet, as if there was an inextinguishable arrogance that would not break Loulan and never return.

The hanging monk smiled and let Cao Jun punch and kick, and tried his best to help him, and his steps did not take half a step back.

Wu Xiang was shocked to find that the ground under the feet of the suspended monk had begun to settle down slightly, and drops of sweat appeared on his forehead. He knew that this monk was not completely without pressure, but he used ingenuity to resist part of the opponent's attack force, and part of it was unloaded to the ground.

And in everyone's minds, the image of the unfathomable master is naturally more and more profound, imprinted in the mind, can not be erased, from time to time will show a magic power that will only appear in the movie, the stars are moving, thinking that in real life this kind of master similar to martial arts novels will appear, but today it is presented in front of his eyes, Wu Xiang also has to sincerely admire the suspension, the master is a cow, even the most embarrassing scene can be disguised seamlessly, so that people can't detect it.

After a few minutes of continuous blows, the people present were shocked, and no one dared to say a word, and the scene was silent again.