Chapter 272: If I don't hit others, I'll hit you

The relationship between the sissy and Sanmei is progressing rapidly, they talk and laugh, and the more they talk, the more speculative they become, as if they have endless words.

At this moment, the class bell rang, and seven o'clock arrived, and the evening self-study was about to begin.

People got up and walked towards the teaching building, and the three beauties also said goodbye to the sissy, which meant that they agreed to talk again when they were free.

The sissy stood up, the orchid finger pinched the silk juan under the buttocks, shook it angrily, and looked at the disdainful eyes around him, he snorted, twisted and walked away, with an orchid finger in one hand and a fan of the wind in the other, just like the old bustard in the green building is about to greet the girls to pick up guests.

"Fake!" Zhao Kun scolded fiercely, full of contempt.

"Hmph, don't despise others, just those three beautiful girls just now, who of you dares to step forward, and who is sure that you can take them down?" Gao Jun suddenly asked.

A few people were stunned, and although Lu Lei was not convinced, he also shook his head.

Those three beautiful girls are famous brands all over their bodies, either their families are rich, or their boyfriends are rich, and judging from their facial expressions, they don't look like the kind of girls who help socialize and do drink bottles on the door cover.

In short, these girls don't seem to be bad for money, and they can't be won with two bad money.

But everyone wondered why Gao Jun said this, could that sissy still be able to take them down?

Gao Jun smiled, waved his hand and said, "It's class, you go back to the classroom first, and I'll go to the class to talk to you when I'm free." ”

Everyone doesn't know why, but Mr. Gao's lectures must be topics they are interested in, and this Mr. Gao is good at everything, but the occasional exam papers are too abusive, so that good students dare not write, and bad students dare not copy.

Gao Jun stood in the doorway and continued, beckoning the students back to class.

When the people were almost gone, they suddenly heard a noise and shouting from the grove, which subsided after a few shouts.

Gao Jun frowned and immediately walked over, only to see the policewoman Zhang Jiao walking out first, fiery red tight-fitting sportswear, high ponytail, fair skin like snow, tall, well-proportioned and fit.

Every time I see it, I feel amazing, and I can't wait to go over and pat her ass and touch her flat belly.

And Zhang Jiao suddenly glanced at him when she saw him, and seemed to have some resentment.

Immediately after, a few people came out from behind, a tall man with a mustache on his lips, a black face in his thirties, looking a little vicious, obviously a teacher.

Behind are two boys, one of them is Wu Zhipeng, holding a laptop in his hand, unkempt, there are several obvious shoe prints on his body in addition to floating soil, and there is a red palm print on the left cheek, which is already swollen.

Behind him was a boy who was also burly, his face was flushed at this time, and he was dressed in a rough manner.

Walking out of the grove, these people seemed to be soldiers who had walked out of the battlefield of life and death, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and at this moment, an exclamation came, from Wu Zhipeng, who was surprised to find that the laptop in his hand was broken.

"You broke my computer. Wu Zhipeng was furious, as if this computer was his family heirloom, extremely precious, his eyes were red, and he couldn't even care about his red and swollen face and footprints all over his body, just pursued the computer.

After saying that, he rushed forward directly, as if he wanted to make a move with the strong boy.

At this moment, the mustachioed teacher immediately stood in the middle of them and said to Wu Zhipeng: "What are you doing, it's endless, follow me to the students!"

Wu Zhipeng was full of anger, faced the mustache teacher, and said: "Teacher, you can figure it out, just now you saw with your own eyes that he was beating me, and now my computer is broken, why don't you say a word about him?"

The mustachioed teacher snorted coldly and said, "I don't listen to your words, as the so-called slap doesn't make a sound, so many people don't beat him, why do he beat you?"

As soon as he heard this, Wu Zhipeng's eyes suddenly burst out with a terrifying light, as if he wanted to kill someone, and with infinite grievances.

He was just about to speak angrily, but before he could make a sound, the mustachioed teacher suddenly screamed, and the whole person flew out upside down, falling heavily three meters away, and his elbow hit the ground first, and suddenly there was a soft clicking sound, not a fracture or a bone crack.

"Ah......" The mustachioed teacher screamed again and again, rolling on the ground with his arms covered, and several people around him were also shocked, looking at Gao Jun in front of him in surprise, one of his legs had not been put down, obviously all this was caused by his domineering kick.

"You, what are you doing, why are you hitting me?" said Mr. Mustache in a rage.

Gao Jun spread his hands innocently and said, "I have to ask you, why didn't I beat so many people at the scene, I have to beat you?"

Burst......

Zhang Jiao laughed directly, this damn guy not only beats people, but also slaps his face.

Teacher Mustache was also speechless for a short time, and he deserved to be beaten for the unfair words he just said.

What do you mean by how can he hit you without hitting others?

Gao Jun sneered: "You also said just now, if a slap doesn't make a sound, it means that since there must be a reason for the fight, but you have to wave a sentence, what do you mean to hit you if you don't hit others, I'll beat you now, there's no reason, okay?"

"You ......" The mustache was almost choked to death, and the flames of anger supported him to his feet, "I'm educating the students!"

"Educate you to make a fork, just because of the words you just said to the bastard eight calves, let the beater feel that what he did is a proper person, let the beaten person feel wronged, I really want to fucking kick you again. Gao Jun said angrily, after saying it, he had to do it,

When Mr. Mustache saw it, he immediately forgot about the pain and retreated again and again, Gao Jun was too domineering, and the kick just now was really too ruthless.

He is a graduate of the University of Physical Education, practicing shot put javelin for many years, a national athlete, the most important thing is that he weighs 100 kilograms, and he exercises his muscles horizontally, and was hit by an electric car with a speed of more than 30 kilometers per hour a few days ago.

But Gao Jun's kick directly kicked him to take off, which was obviously not a first-grade player.

Especially at this time, Gao Jun is full of swear words and his momentum is monstrous, no matter how much he dares to quibble, he will definitely beat him even harder.

Zhang Jiao covered her lips tightly, her eyes were full of smiles, as a police instructor, she was tougher than most men, and her personality was as straightforward as a man, she was also very unhappy with the way she handled it just now, but she didn't expect Gao Jun to be so domineering.

And the one who felt the most was Wu Zhipeng, his eyes were full of anger just now, and when he looked at Gao Jun at this time, his eyes were full of surprise and emotion.

For example, if you make a mistake in a subject class, the homeroom teacher and the subject teacher will absolutely unite to criticize you, and the homeroom teacher will not even ask you why you made a mistake.

Under this kind of education system, the old man thinks that you are wrong, you are wrong, and there is no reason to talk about it.

"You still dare to fucking stare at me, as a teacher, you are a bastard yourself if you say such words with a tendency to be in charge!" Gao Jun said coldly: "Look at your physique, you should be a physical education teacher, and then look at this beating classmate, I'm afraid it's a sports student, your proud protégé, right?"

Gao Jun's keen insight and analytical ability made Zhang Jiao no longer surprised, but the two of them were surprised.

"Hmph, because of this, you have a tendency to protect your protégé with a supervisor, and you want to use power to suppress people, make the victim shut up, and turn the big thing into a small thing, and turn it into a small thing, maybe you don't even notice it, because you are used to it, so I kick you lightly!" Gao Jun said mercilessly.

"Okay, okay, you're amazing, I can't say it, I'll go to the director and sue you. Mr. Mustache said angrily.

"Go quickly, it's best to go to your parents and sue me by the way, and I like to sue parents and teachers." Gao Jun said with a sneer.

Teacher Mustache was furious, and the teachers and students of the whole school gave her the nickname King Kong, strong and domineering, how could she have been so wronged.

But looking at Gao Jun's cold and fierce appearance, he couldn't afford to resist in the slightest except for fear, in Gao Jun's eyes, he, King Kong, was just a baboon.

"Okay, you wait!" said the mustache angrily, and he had the ability to speak ruthlessly, and retreated as he spoke.

When the strong student saw that the mustache was leaving, he was about to follow, and suddenly heard Gao Jun shouting, "Will you stop for me and let you go?"

The boy suddenly trembled all over his body and said, "I...... I ......"

Even the teacher was beaten, how could he not be afraid.

Gao Jun snorted: "Don't pretend to stutter with me, to be honest, why do you beat people?"

Gao Jun dared to say this, because he had absolute trust in Wu Zhipeng, he didn't believe in such a poor student, he only knew that the child who agitated the computer would take the initiative to provoke others, and this strong sports student was not good at first glance.

"Tell me the truth!" Gao Jun snapped, and the majesty he had just played made the young man's whole body tremble.

The boy immediately said: "I was with my girlfriend, I thought he was peeking, so I hit him!"

Needless to say, Gao Jun understood as soon as he thought about it, Wu Zhipeng was playing on the computer in the woods in the DND mode, and the boy was making out with his girlfriend in the woods, and it was estimated that there were some large-scale behaviors, thinking that Wu Zhipeng was peeking, but also to play prestige in front of the chick, and the other party was such an otaku, so he shot unscrupulously.

"When you started to hit someone, did he fight back?" Gao Jun asked again.

"No, he didn't fight back. The boy said honestly.

"Okay, your words are all testified by this teacher Zhang Jiao now, and they may become evidence in court in the future. Gao Jun deliberately scared him and said: "Now, if you hit someone, you have to apologize to him first, and then, if he is injured because of the beating, you will also be fully responsible, understand?"

"Yes, yes. The boy said tremblingly, bowed to Wu Zhipeng and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong." ”

This sudden change made Wu Zhipeng a little overwhelmed, but he heard Gao Jun say: "You now have the right to go to the hospital for examination and treatment, and to check your injuries, ask the police to intervene, ask for reasonable compensation, and will ask the police to take compulsory measures against him according to the business report." ”