Directly below the senior high school building.

Chirp.

A flock of birds hovered and flew by, chirping a little weakly, rendering the sweltering heat.

Thirty-two classes of high school.

Crash.

The three windows in the classroom were all opened, and the students of Class 12 basically gathered around the windows, dark and looking at the scene below.

"Fortunately, all the teachers have a meeting, otherwise we would not be able to watch the excitement at will. ”

Zong Kaixuan carried the classmate record and muttered in a low voice: "The one below should be Ni Quan, a five-grade martial arts student, who is usually relatively low-key. The boy didn't know that he had provoked Ni Quan. ”

said.

He looked at a boy with glasses next to him and quipped, "Zhang Liang, don't you like to match poetry to match the situation?" ”

Zhang Liang pushed his glasses.

He was the student with the highest Chinese score in Class 12 and won the second prize in the Suhe Ancient Poetry Competition.

Zhang Liang hesitated: "Poor Da doesn't know what is going on in his day, and right and wrong are all in his heart at this time." ”

Zong Kaixuan sneered: "What a mess. ”

......

In other classes in the third year of high school.

Some senior high school students who are tired of studying, or do not want to study, and are extremely bored, stand by the classroom windows, squeezing each other, watching the interesting things below.

"This is the school. That tall man dares to openly bully other classmates in public?"

"I still need to ask, it must be because the teachers are in the academic affairs building, and there is no teacher to take care of it, so it is naturally more arrogant than usual. ”

"Don't you know? That tall boy is Ni Quan, a five-grade martial arts student, who has been admitted to Suhe University. The graduation certificate has already been issued, the college entrance examination is approaching, and there is really nothing in the school that can make him jealous. ”

......

In the classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school.

The classmates, who should have been a little noisy and crowded around each other to watch the excitement, were all silent, occasionally looking at Han Dong who was standing at the first window.

The window was always open, facing the classroom door.

Han Dong stood by the window, holding the cup of milk tea with ice, looking at the situation below, his deaf and clear physical fitness made him basically understand the whole story.

Seats in the first row.

Li Ziwei stroked her hair twice and shook her head secretly: "Boring." ”

Through the whispers of her classmates, she also understood what was going on below. But for Li Ziwei, everything that has nothing to do with learning is not worth paying attention to.

Her face was delicate and fair, and her beautiful eyes turned, glancing at Han Dong's straight back, and continuing to land on the math notebook on the table.

There are no distractions, and the old is learned.

......

Underneath the school building.

Disheveled!

Ni Quan flew out and kicked through the thin milk tea cup, causing the few remaining milk tea to splash on Gu Yuanliang's blue and white school uniform, speckled with some black pearls hanging on it.

"What are you looking at?"

"One more look, kick you to death. ”

Gu Yuanliang pursed his lips tightly, and picked up the broken milk tea cup with his right palm.

The sweltering heat made the splash of blue and white school uniforms and the milk tea on his cheeks sticky, and those black pearls fell to the ground along the school uniform.

"I've apologized. ”

Gu Yuanliang said in a sullen voice.

Ni Quan raised his eyebrows, took a step forward, grabbed Gu Yuanliang's hair, and pulled it back, revealing that flushed face: "What are you talking about, what's the matter, aren't you happy?"

Gu Yuanliang gasped heavily, and looked at Ni Quan: "You are enough." ”

Smack.

Ni Quan was happy, patted Gu Yuanliang's right cheek with his left palm, and said jokingly: "Actually, I'm just in a bad mood, so I want to hit you, can't I?

Boom!

As soon as Gu Yuanliang's left arm was raised, he was kicked on the shoulder by Ni Quan, and half of his body was numb.

"Huh. ”

Ni Quan continued to pull Gu Yuanliang's hair, and was about to continue to sneer.

"Stop. ”

A deep voice came clearly from the window on the third floor above.

Han Dong was wearing a blue and white school uniform, his face was not happy or angry, and he was holding milk tea in his left hand, staring indifferently here.

Ni Quan looked up, and said with a smile: "Han Dong, what's the matter, you know him? You don't care about this matter, don't think that if you turn into a martial arts student, you are really a martial arts student." Which university did you get into with the martial arts test? I don't have any points in my heart?"

Han Dong spoke lightly, and his flat voice reached the bottom of the teaching building.

"Ni Quan, I am at the same table for this matter, but you have gone too far, apologize to my tablemates, and this is the end. ”

The voice fell.

The students of the seventh class of the third year of high school all trembled in their hearts, as if they sensed Han Dong's anger, and couldn't help but feel worried.

The college entrance examination is approaching, so don't have any fierce conflicts.

Li Ziwei frowned and raised her eyes: "He wants to persuade the fight?" ”

Feng Yanqi combed his bangs, pushed his black-framed glasses, revealing his small forehead, and also looked at Han Dong worriedly, secretly praying that he would not fight.

......

The 32nd class of high school is located on the second floor.

Zong Kaixuan was looking down with interest, and when he heard Han Dong's voice from upstairs, he was so frightened that the classmate record in his hand almost fell to the ground: "Han Dong? Is it Han Dong's voice?"

"Huh?"

"That Han Dong-san?"

Zhang Liang's eyes lit up, and he was very impressed with Han Dong.

He glanced at the lower part of the teaching building, and couldn't help but look upstairs, although he couldn't see Han Dong, he couldn't help muttering: "Ten years of sharpening a sword, frost and cold have never tried." I asked you today, is there any injustice?"

Zong Kaixuan laughed: "What are you talking about?"

"Well, isn't that right?" Zhang Liang took a breath and muttered, "Then the poem that the mountain rain is coming and the wind is full of buildings may be appropriate?"

The other side.

Zhang Hao looked at it and recognized Gu Yuanliang, whose slender jade hands were entangled in his chest, standing by the window with the short-haired girl, looking at each other speechlessly.

They knew that Han Dong was a three-grade martial arts student.

If Ni Quan continues to be arrogant, I'm afraid he will suffer, Han Dong is not a good temper. Even if there was a brawl, it would be impossible for the school to punish Han Dong.

The admission certificate of Jiangnan University is a talisman.

But there were three martial arts students below, thinking of this, Zhang Hao hurriedly took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Han Dong: "Don't be impulsive/poor/pitiful"

......

The students in the other classes looked at each other and were a little dazed.

The low and clear voice, sounding softly, combined with the chirping of summer birds, seemed to bring an extremely calm emotion, rendering an undoubted atmosphere.

"Who is Han Dong? ”

"I've never heard of this name, I guess it's just an ordinary martial arts student. ”

"Hahaha, you don't have any points in your heart? This sentence is too domineering, Ni Quan is really strong. ”

......

Underneath the school building.

The building structure of the third high school building is different from that of a normal building, with a higher floor height, and the height of the third floor is about 10 meters high.

Such a distance is just enough for Ni Quan to see Han Dong clearly.

He casually threw away Gu Yuanliang, stepped on the cup of milk tea with his right foot, stretched out his right hand and pointed at Han Dong on the third floor: "What are you pretending to be, if you have the ability, come down to me, don't talk to me on it." ”

"Hahaha. ”

The other two martial arts students crossed their arms, tilted their heads, and sneered.

Xu Churan, who was wearing a black undershirt, showed a touching curve, and the corners of his mouth outlined a chuckle, and glanced at Han Dong who was standing in the classroom on the third floor.

"Hee-hee. ”

"Do you think that Ni Quan is the same as Gao Yang? It's really funny to be slapped in the face like this in front of the eyes of the whole school. ”

She forced herself to smile and wiped her pink nails quite seriously, as if she had carved her own charm.

To know.

In the window of this senior high school teaching building, many students looked here, and Xu Churan naturally wanted to maintain his beauty and dignity and be a little more reserved.

Focusing on her gaze, she was snickering and proud.

Suddenly.

Han Dong squinted his eyes, his voice was low and powerful, and it came out: "You, let me go down?"

Ni Quan touched his long textured hair that had just been permed, and hooked his fingers: "Come, you come down quickly, I'll stand here and wait for you." ”

The corners of Han Dong's mouth were smiling, but there was coldness in his eyes, and he looked down indifferently.

"Hahaha, I'm not in a hurry, how long does it take to take the stairs? Ni Quan continued to sneer and said: "If you don't dare to come down, go back obediently, if you don't have the guts, don't meddle with things!"

After a moment.

An indifferent low cry resounded through the teaching building: "Okay, I'll come down." ”

Disheveled!

A cup of milk tea with water droplets on the surface flew out of the window!

Boom!

As soon as Han Dong stepped on the edge of the window, the power in his body surged, the muscles in his legs tensed, and he instantly exploded with great strength, like a giant eagle soaring in the sky, rushing out of the classroom of the seventh class of the third year of high school, and jumped down!

At this moment, time seems to freeze.

The milk tea in the middle of the toss, maintaining an upright state, fell downward.

The scorching sun at the end of May, with a sultry hot wind, shone on the blue and white figure, leaping out of the classroom window and falling to the ground like a bird.

Crash!

Han Dong was still in mid-air, but his right palm suddenly poked out, grabbing the falling cup of milk tea like a thousand troops taking the enemy's head.

The blue and white figure and milk tea continue to fall downward.

Boom!

Han Dong's face was full of sadness and joy, and between the flow of qi and blood, his right foot touched the ground first, and a thousand catties of great force erupted, making a dull sound when he stepped on the ground bricks.

"Milk tea for you!"

He let out a low shout, and with the power of stepping on the ground, with undoubted momentum, he descended like a tiger hidden in the mountains and forests, and rushed to the stunned Ni Quan.

"You, you ......"

Ni Quan was so frightened that he didn't choose to speak, although it was a hot summer, it felt like falling into an ice cave.

Bang!

Han Dong's right palm pushed forward and slapped it, carrying the milk tea of huge inertia, exploding in the air!

Due to inertia, the milky white milk tea and some black pearls, like waves rolling forward, were all sprinkled on Ni Quan's long textured hair.

Disheveled!

Han Dong's right palm relaxed, and then he grabbed Ni Quan's shirt tightly, and he almost hung in the air, making him feel like a drowning person, and his toes tried to touch the ground in a panic.

Such a series of actions are like a tiger rushing down the mountains and forests, fierce and majestic.

"Ahh

Ni Quan was so frightened that he had no courage, his right fist was clenched subconsciously, his arm strength was suddenly raised, and he slashed down diagonally, and hit Han Dong's head in a hurry, trying to break free.

At such moments, he didn't care about keeping his hands.

"Hmph. ”

Han Dong's left arm crossed the side of his head, and he struck it with a horizontal elbow.

Syllable!

With a crisp collision sound, Ni Quan's right arm trembled and stiffened, and his entire arm simply couldn't move.

"What!"

Ni Quan's head was blank, and he could only cope with it instinctively, his left leg tensed his muscles, leaned on the center of gravity of his half-sided body, and with a slight fall, all the muscles and bones of his legs burst out with five-grade brute force, kicking out like a spring.

Not a side kick, but a poke kick.

That toe went straight to Han Dong's chest, fast and accurate, if it was a martial arts student of the same level, there was no time to dodge.

In an instant, Han Dong's right hand grabbed Ni Quan's shirt like an iron hoop, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he let go of his right palm that grabbed his chest, trembled left and right, and slapped downward.

Disheveled!!

This slap slapped above Ni Quan's knee, and the muscles and bones of the slap made a crisp sound, and the entire left leg of the slap was instantly paralyzed.

But Han Dong didn't bother to delay any longer, took a step forward, his right palm flew Ni Quan's right arm, his left leg straightened, and he slammed sideways into it.

There is no way to play, no rules, a simple bump.

Boom!

Ni Quan, a fifth-grade martial arts student, was knocked off the ground and had no power to resist, even if Han Dong restrained his three-rank huge strength, he also hit Ni Quan's whole body trembling, and he instantly lost the strength to fight back.

Whew!

Han Dong's right palm turned into a grasp, grabbed Ni Quan's shirt and pushed it back, causing Ni Quan to stumble to the ground, his face was pale like a blank test paper, and only the emotion called fear was left in his mind.

Under the scorching sun, he was chilled.

The two martial arts students next to him were already frozen in place, only feeling that their legs seemed to be hanging with steel weights, and they didn't dare to step forward.

Smack.

Han Dong patted Ni Quan's right cheek, expressionless: "I just asked you to stop." ”