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Wang Sheng fell not lightly, he struggled for a long time before he got up from the ground, and his eyes had become angry when he looked at Tang San. In any case, he is only a twelve-year-old child, and he is still more afraid than impulsive in the face of people who are stronger than himself.

"Can you get out of the way now?"

Seeing Tang San pulling Han Bingwu towards him, Wang Sheng subconsciously dodged the way forward, Tang San found a bed not far from the door and put his school uniform on it.

And Han Bingwu pushed a bed next to Tang San to Tang San's bed in the stunned eyes of Tang San and the work-study students, and the two beds became one.

"What are you doing here", Tang San looked at Han Bingwu suspiciously, not understanding why she did that.

"Don't worry, I won't sleep here at night, and a little girl will come later, and she will sleep with you. "I don't know what Tang San will look like when he becomes a demon in the future, I'm looking forward to it. However, this look is not for himself, but for Tang San and the later Xiao Wumm. However, he looked at Tang San with a snicker.

Tang San took a step back with palpitations, there was no way, Han Bingwu's eyes made him a little afraid.

"Little, oh, no, Tang San, did you use a soul technique just now?" Wang Sheng walked up to Tang San and asked tentatively.

"Soul Technique?" This is not the first time Tang San has heard of this title: "What is a soul skill?"

Wang Sheng scratched his head and said, "It's by virtue of the skills used by the martial soul." However, your martial soul is really Blue Silver Grass?"

Raising his right hand, a faint blue light poured out from his palm, and Tang San used his actions to tell the students in the dormitory that he was not lying.

Hearing the word soul technique, although the other students were intimidated by Tang San's strength, they still surrounded him.

"Is that really a soul skill? It's so powerful, even Brother Wang Sheng is not an opponent. ”

Tang San shook his head: "That's not a soul technique, it's just a fighting technique." Don't we have any futon here?"

A student who was not much older than Tang San had a dark look in his eyes: "We are just work-study students, and the tuition fees were originally exempted, where did we get the bedding! We also brought these from home." Why don't you use mine first?"

Tang San waved his hand and said, "No need, thank you." I'll figure it out myself. ”

Wang Sheng walked up to Tang San, "Why did you show mercy to your subordinates just now?" He had also studied at the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy for five years, if he couldn't even tell that Tang San had changed his knee to avoid serious injury, then he would have learned in vain.

Tang San said indifferently: "We are classmates, not enemies. ”

A complicated light flashed in Wang Sheng's eyes, "I'm sorry just now." Every work-study student who comes here has to face this. We work-study students are already looked down upon by other students, so we must be united. I just hope that you, the newcomer, will be able to unite with us......"

Tang San smiled and said, "So, do you want to give us a dismount?"

Wang Sheng's face flushed, revealing a little honest smile, "You gave me a dismount." Still, you're really good. You're probably just six years old. ”

Tang San nodded.

"What are you talking about?" Han Bingwu leaned over and asked curiously.

"Nothing. Tang San smiled, just talking about trivial matters, there was no need to explain, she should know what the soul technique was.

"Cut, stingy. Han Bingwu pouted dissatisfiedly, not knowing how much he looked like he was seducing Tang San to commit a crime now.

Wang Sheng pulled out a student in front of the bed and said to Tang San: "Tang San, if you defeat me, you will be the boss of our seven houses in the future." ”

Tang San came back to his senses from Han Bingwu's unintentional temptation, and with embarrassment, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I'm here to learn." ”

Wang Shengzheng said: "This is the rule, whoever has a hard fist is the boss." Do you think the boss is easy to do? I'm not humble with you. You see. As he spoke, he unfurled the sleeves of his two school uniforms.

Tang San and Han Bingwu were surprised to see that there were seven or eight bruise-purple scars on his arms.

Wang Sheng smiled bitterly: "This is when I first arrived at the college yesterday, we working students are all from poor families, and the students in other dormitories often bully our seven houses, as the boss of the dormitory, we must stand up for our brothers." I wish I could pass that on to you. ”

The other students all nodded, looking at Tang San, their faces revealing a hint of hope.

A sense of justice is the basic element of chivalry. Protecting the weak naturally includes it, Tang San received a lot of education in this area in the Tang Sect back then, and he no longer shirked when he heard the words: "Okay then."

At this moment, a crisp voice came from outside, "Is this Qishe?"

Han Bingwu looked at it excitedly, and suddenly wanted to cry, even dear little rabbit, you are finally here.

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