"Suzu...... Bell...... "The bell rang crisply.

According to the original morality of the seventh class of high school, most of the time before class was over, but today there was an unbelievable scene, Wang Ming, who was still dizzy in the seventh class of high school, all sat obediently in their positions, and seemed to be looking at the blackboard very attentively.

Are they really willing to go to class? Just one beating can make the students in the seventh class of high school obediently go to class?

Actually, as long as you look closely, you can see that most of the students are looking at the blackboard with their faces twitching, as if they are afraid of something terrible.

Let's shift our gaze to each student's desk in the classroom, and we can see a terrifying picture - under everyone's desk, there is a fluffy spider, very similar to Zuo Fei's "black widow" who scares them in the morning.

No matter where Zuo Fei came from, so many "black widows", the students of the seventh class of the third year of high school, even if they are unruly and unruly, they are only a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old young people, who are in the mood for love, how can they spare their lives.

Zuo Fei finally had enough of the frightened appearance of a group of thorns, so he mercifully accepted the group of "black widows" and announced that he could leave class.

As soon as the world saw that the terrible black widow was finally taken away, one by one like a water dog, the whole person was dazed, and the sweat all over the body was also soaked, just like the previous thorn head look like a day and a place.

Zuo Fei didn't care about them anymore after he finished teasing them, and today he was just cautious about them, if he really wanted to teach them anything, he would have to wait at least a week to subdue them all before the professor could have a sense of accomplishment and effectiveness.

Zuo Fei himself understands that now this group of thorns can obey his own arrangement, but it is because he and other teachers have more tough methods and attitudes, which makes them a little jealous. If you want to improve their grades, you can only make them believe in themselves from the bottom of their hearts, which is impossible to achieve by toughness alone, and there is still a vicious battle to be fought.

Seeing Zuo Fei walk out of the classroom, the whole class really breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is the real devil!" this is the common voice of all the students in the seventh class of the third year of high school. Compared to him, he is simply an angel

They dare not and do not want to explain to their parents what happened today. Because they know why they are so disobedient, in fact, they are just children who have no one to take care of, and if they know that the teachers in the school can control themselves, it is too late for them to be happy.

Whether it was Xu Tian, who was originally talking about his father this morning, or Wang Ming, who was stunned in the afternoon, in fact, the family's attitude towards them was already in a state of half-abandonment.

Almost every one of them has more than one child in their family, except that they have one or more of their better siblings, and every time they compare them, they can't help but shake their heads, hating that iron is not steel. Therefore, they have been denied since childhood, and they have grown into existences that can only attract attention by doing things. Therefore there shall be pity for the hateful.

Zuo Fei has his own apartment not far from the school, but he doesn't want to go back so early, it's hard to come out to play, and he always has to play enough.

After finding a small restaurant and casually coping with his own dinner, Zuo Fei finally started his fun.

Zuo Fei had already heard that there was an underground boxing ring in the city, which was specially used by those outlaws to collect money, and the atmosphere of the entire boxing ring was particularly crazy.

Of course, the reason why he wanted to go was just to see what interesting characters existed. Ever since he met Ning Qing at school, he felt that the unimaginable in reality was actually easy to encounter.

After exploring the route, Zuo Fei no longer covered up, and after covering himself with a mask, he ran directly, faster than a car, and the pedestrians on the road just felt a gust of wind blowing, and did not perceive Zuo Fei's existence.

Zuo Fei stopped very close to the underground boxing ring, observed, and found that there were two black security guards at the door, and if they wanted to enter, they needed an invitation, so they had no choice but to sneak in.

Zuo Fei quickly flashed in, and finally entered. I saw that the whole venue looked bloody and dark, and there was an aura of violence throughout the whole process, if some people who didn't have much concentration came in, it would be a place to exist for the sake of.

Zuo Fei frowned, he didn't like the smell of blood in the air, it would make him have a lot of negative emotions and bring back the past that he didn't want to recall. Now he can only calm down and not let those negative emotions affect him.

There were voices of cheers and abuse from the front, and Zuo Fei knew that he had arrived at the core location. He stepped forward, and the bloody, dark light changed, revealing the bright boxing ring.

The perimeter of the boxing ring is filled with red-faced people, most of whom are citizens who are peaceful citizens in real life during the day, but when night comes, they tear their hypocritical masks and become extremely crazy people, which is unimaginable.

There were two people fighting for their lives in the boxing ring, one of them was as strong as a hill, and he felt that every punch and kick had an incomparable strength. One person is much shorter, but although he is short, he has extremely flexible legs and feet, which makes this duel dangerous and exciting.

I saw that the man who was as strong as a hill kicked at another person, was flexibly dodged, and moved to his back in turn, and the whole link was wonderful.

Just when Zuo Fei was watching with relish, suddenly his heart palpitated, and he turned his head to see that it was Ning Qing.

"Why is she here?" Zuo Fei was suddenly a little irritable, he knew that he couldn't stand this bloody atmosphere, even if he wanted to track Ning Qing's traces, he could only withdraw first, otherwise he might be counterattacked, he didn't want the old guy to talk about it anymore.

Just as Zuo Fei withdrew from the boxing ring, he didn't know that Ning Qing had been staring at his back for a long time, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but his eyes were full of complexity.

Zuo Fei no longer cares about what happened behind him, he just wants to get home as soon as possible, he knows that there is something wrong with his psychology, but is this something he can control? He can only try to control himself, not let himself get out of control, the blood is really his nightmare. Zuo Fei thought helplessly.

Zuo Fei returned to the apartment, only took off his shoes, and put himself on the bed in the bedroom, not wanting to move anymore at all, and the restlessness in his heart slowly stabilized as he moved away from the source.

Zuo Fei lay on his back on the bed in a daze, staring blankly at the ceiling, because of the stimulation of the bloody gas, the memories that had been hidden appeared uncontrollably in his mind.

The originally happy outing activities also seemed to be difficult. Zuo Fei could only stubbornly turn his thoughts to the struggle with that group of little hairy children tomorrow, as well as the competition with Yin Menglin.

Zuo Fei fell asleep in these disturbing thoughts. But in his sleep, he still frowned, and people couldn't help but wonder what kind of unbearable past such a tough person had, which would make him so entangled.

Only a few muttering sounds could be heard in the dark room, and the night passed, until the morning sun shone into the room, there was a trace of warmth, and the stuffy atmosphere in the air was also split a crack.