Eleven stood behind Pan Wei, his excited eyes lit up: "Big brother, this is really happy, there won't be an accident, right?"

"No, it won't. Pan Wei said lightly, "How can men not fight? Since they have been beaten, they will return it, as long as they do not break the law, they will just fight, who has not been young and frivolous." ”

Eleven looked at the man in front of him with admiration: "Big brother, what you say is so hot-blooded, I have itchy hands." ”

"In two days, I'll take you to the ghost market to make trouble. ”

Tang Lao called him and said that it was Sun Lao who colluded with the islanders. And Sun Lao was facing prison at this time.

Thinking that those Chinese cultural relics in the ghost market were in the hands of the island people, Pan Wei vomited blood and didn't go to do it anymore, how could he be worthy of the space ring on his hand.

And Minako Murakami, who has an angel face and a devil body, did she peel her snake skin and cramp? Or did she find out that someone was playing her?

When Eleven heard this, he nodded excitedly: "Yes, big brother." ”

When I followed Brother Zombie, I was really just running errands, and I was often scolded.

But after following Pan Wei, it not only allowed him to release his nature, but also allowed him to try stimulation and usefulness.

Yu Jun, who received the call to the police, rushed over, and when he saw Pan Wei standing there, he had a headache: "Big brother, are you leading people to fight?"

"Naturally not. Pan Wei spat out a puff of smoke rings, "My students have been beaten, and I will sit for them." ”

Yu Jun held his forehead: "Big brother, students are fighting, shouldn't teachers be persuaded? Why do you still give them a seat? The police calls have all been made to us." ”

Pan Wei patted Yu Jun on the shoulder and sighed: "Didn't you say that you are from the Sharp Knife Special Forces?

Yu Jun was embarrassed: "Hehe, that, big brother, I'm lost, I'll go first." ”

Yu Jun, who almost couldn't outrun with both legs, sent another uniformer to look at Yu Jun hiding in the car, and then looked at Pan Wei, who was standing straight, and swallowed his saliva: "Sir, no fights are allowed here." ”

"I didn't fight. Pan Wei spread his hands, "I'm watching the fight, and I'm smoking a cigarette by the way." Oh, isn't smoking allowed here?"

The uniform looked at the cigarette in his hand: "That, according to the rules, smoking is not allowed in public here." He pointed to the scuffle again, and the people in school uniforms said, "Students are not allowed to fight." ”

Pan Wei smiled faintly: "You don't want to stop the fight? Just now my student was shot in the head, and I didn't see a uniform come out? Now my student wants to seek justice for himself, so you will come out?"

The frightened uniform also wanted to leave: "Sir, if the people from these two schools fight, they have to report it to the principal and the Department of Education......"

"Tell the people in the car, if you don't leave for three seconds, I'll go and kick your game. Pan Wei didn't want to listen to nonsense, so he just spoke ruthlessly.

When the uniform heard this, he turned away like a rabbit, and the car ran away with a thud.

The eleventh person who watched this scene was full of enthusiasm: "Big brother, you are so good!"

"That is, otherwise how can you be your big brother. Pan Wei looked at the cigarette butt in his hand and sighed lightly: "Am I conniving at the students to go down the black road?"

Eleven immediately comforted: "Naturally not, students are also human beings, students also have their own thoughts, students also have depression, students also want justice, students also want to release, students also have self-esteem ......"

"Alright, you're going to be able to tell a lot. Pan Wei took a puff of cigarette hard, and when he was about to throw away the cigarette butt, Hong Zehua ran towards him, his face full of excitement, "Teacher, we beat them down." ”

Well, it's true.

And everyone who participated in the war had a blue nose and swollen face, and there was no good skin, even Lin Ruojun had a blue nose and swollen face, but his face was full of bright smiles.

"Call it a day!"

Eleven took back the Shaolin stick, Pan Wei took the students back, the students of the second middle school with blue noses and swollen faces, only dared to be angry but did not dare to shout, and watched the group of people walk away with their might.

Hong Zehua and others thought that the teacher connived at them to fight, and must have covered them up to the end, but they didn't expect to come to the third class of the third year of high school, Pan Wei had a black face, pointed to the wall and said to them: "Squatting on the horse and thinking about it." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and Lin Ruojun shouted directly: "Why?"

"I don't know what's wrong?" Pan Wei, who was sitting on the table, said lightly, "First, since you can't beat it, then run, don't you have legs? Can't you run? If you can't beat it, run away, isn't this the law of the ages? Why can't it be in your eyes? Don't tell me anything like losing face and saving face, it doesn't apply." If you can't beat it, it's better to run, than to be beaten on the head and bleed. ”

The crowd was not convinced: "They have sticks in their hands, so we can't beat them." ”

"That's right, they have sticks in their hands, you know that they can't beat them with sticks, you don't want to look for a weapon to protect yourself, but rush forward with your bare hands, what is it if you don't send them to death?" The first thing to do in a fight is to protect yourself. If you can't protect yourself, no matter how hard you rush forward or hit hard, you will only give your life to others. ”

The crowd was still not convinced, but they said no more.

"In the class, no matter what dislike there is between everyone, when your classmates are bullied, you have to be unanimous to the outside world, instead of standing by and watching a good show. The classmates who were not named slowly lowered their heads.

"Okay, squatting and thinking about it. Pan Wei patted the table, "I will go home in an hour and come to school in the afternoon." ”

Let's go, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, or go to the squatting horse and face the wall and think about it.

An hour later, more than a dozen boys in Class 3 went home with their legs shaking and their teeth shutting their teeth, with faces full of glory.

In the afternoon, I returned to school with a few newly added scars, and sat in the classroom, no one bowed their heads, full of pride.

The male classmates who didn't participate in the fight resented why they didn't take them there, and they were excited to think about the fight, why they didn't have a share.

The female classmates also whispered, not understanding what Mr. Pan meant by agreeing to their fight.

Principal's Office.

The principal pulled the little hair he had left, and persuaded him bitterly: "Teacher Pan, how can you lead the students to fight? Do you know that the principal of the No. 2 Middle School has called the Education Department? The student fight is a very serious matter, let alone a group fight? There are teachers present at the scene, how can you let me do this?"

Pan Wei shrugged indifferently: "Headmaster, I'm here to defend my students." Also, it's clear that it's the students of their No. 2 middle school, and they are asking the students of our city high school to make an appointment, why did it become ours? You should call the director of the Department of Education to complain and cry. ”

The principal sighed heavily, and he had nothing to love: "I've done it all, but it's a fact that you led the students to fight." ”

Raising a finger, Pan Wei shook his head: "No, no, no, no, if you don't believe it, you can check the camera, I didn't participate in the fight." I didn't scold or fight, and I wasn't afraid of crooked shadows. ”

The principal pulled his hair: "But you're here." ”

"I'm just watching a fight. Pan Wei said, "There are so many people, I also follow and watch a good show." ”

These words made the principal vomit blood angrily: "But you handed them sticks?"

"No, it was handed by someone else, so I just watched. Pan Wei replied again.

The principal's blood vomited three liters: "Teacher Pan, this is not good." ”

"Yes, I know that if you hit my students, you can't do that. Pan Wei, who protects the short, insists on this sentence.

The headmaster, who had nothing to love, waved his hand helplessly: "Okay." Patriarch Jiang said that he would solve this matter, so you can go. ”

He was also helpless.

Standing on the podium, looking at the male classmates with blue noses and swollen faces, he sighed heavily, and then coughed a few times, smiling: "Students, tell you a good news." ”

The emotions of the students were high: "What's the matter, teacher, have the bugs in the second middle school been taught a lesson?"

Listening to the inconsequential words, Che Cong sighed lightly: "Didn't you think that the matter would have something to do with your monthly exam?"

At this time, everyone pricked up their ears, looked at Teacher Che Cong with serious faces.

Hong Zehua sighed: "Needless to say, it's the first in Class 2 again, and we are the last in class, right?"

Everyone nodded, this achievement has not changed through the ages, and no one has any hope.