After school, except for the students who stayed to do hygiene, the others packed their schoolbags and left one after another. Qin Yi planned to talk to Zhang Feng, but Zhang Feng ran out of the classroom angrily as soon as he got out of school, looking like he wanted to find someone to fight. Seeing this, Qin Yi went back to the office and cleaned up briefly, and was ready to chase after him.

"Teacher Qin," at this time, Xia Yuxin suddenly called out to Qin Yi and asked with a flat face, "Just in case, I still want to ask if you like to eat Western food or Chinese food?"

"Oh, all of them. Qin Yi replied simply, and then looked at the office door a little anxiously.

But Xia Yuxin obviously hadn't finished speaking, she hugged her arms and muttered: "I prefer to eat Western food, but considering that you have been abroad for a long time, it is better to eat Chinese food, okay?" I don't want you to think that I am a very self-centered person who does not care about the feelings of others, although I am usually cold in school, but ......"

"That," Qin Yi interrupted her and smiled, "I can really do anything, just do what you like." If I don't mind, I'm worried about the state of a certain student, so I'd like to catch up on it now. It's rude. ”

"Hmm......" Xia Yuxin looked a little puzzled, but still responded.

Qin Yi hurriedly chased out, at this time, it was already ten minutes before the end of school, and everyone was far away.

But fortunately, he used to be a secret agent, and he was responsible for crime scene investigation, psychological profiling, and criminal behavior simulation, so he was especially good at tracking.

Tracking is not only by observing the traces left on the road to trace the target, after all, there will not always be traces that can be found, it is also important to speculate on the psychological changes of the other party, and predict the route that the other party may choose according to the personality of the other party. Qin Yi has tracked down the most vicious killer, and a high school student is naturally not a problem.

And at this moment, Zhang Feng was walking on the road with his head down in anger, his chest was full of anger, which made him rampage on the road like a runaway truck, regardless of the pedestrians on the road or the private cars that came on. Fortunately, it is the rush hour after school, and there are many students on the road, and no car will dare to hit it in the crowd, but pedestrians are different.

He stumbled along the way with pedestrians, but he was a child after all, so passers-by didn't pay much attention to it, at most they complained. But in the end, someone cares.

"Hey, stinky boy, how do you walk! You don't have long eyes, do you!?" Zhang Feng raised his head and glared at the other party viciously, but found that the other party was not alone.

This is a very burly man, about thirty years old, about 1.85 meters tall, thick eyebrows, big eyes, fierce facial features, a shaven on his face, an "X" shaped scar on his chin, a lot of tattoos can be seen on his body, followed by a few ruffian young people, at first glance, he is a character who is mixed in the road, otherwise he would not have been so angry.

But at this time, Zhang Feng is also full of anger and complaining, many times children of this age will think about "I don't believe you dare to kill me" or "It's a big deal to fight with you who will die and who will live", so Zhang Feng did not back down, and asked angrily: "Lao Tzu goes straight forward, will you let you see it!?"

However, today Zhang Feng ran into a ruthless corner, and the other party slapped him in the face without saying a word, which was really heavy, and Zhang Feng fell to the ground and was dizzy.

"Your parents haven't taught you how to talk to your elders, have they?" The burly man's eyes widened and he said, "Young people don't have much ability, but their temper is not small! Lao Tzu will teach you today on behalf of your parents! Let you know that the calves in this world that are not afraid of tigers are finally eaten by tigers!"

Behind him, a green-haired man dragged Zhang Feng into the alley behind him, and the other red-haired and yellow-haired drove away the onlookers-by: "What do you see!?Don't you have to go to work!?Go home and cook without going to work!""Hey, hey, let's go, there's nothing to see, hurry up and disperse, educate the children." ”

After finishing the matter, these people came to the alley and nodded to the burly man: "Brother Wen, it's done." ”

The burly man named Brother Wen nodded, pushed Zhang Feng out, and roared, "Stand up!"

Zhang Feng came to his senses at this moment, picked up a brick from the ground and stepped forward to fight with these people, but he was also a sixteen or seventeen-year-old ghost, and there were four or five adults on the other side, how could he be hit by him so indiscriminately. The hand holding the brick had just been raised above his head when he was grabbed by the red and green hairs and controlled it, and he couldn't move at all, so he could only roar at the top of his throat.

"Stinky boy still wants to shoot Lao Tzu?" Brother Wen came to Zhang Feng with a sneer, took the brick from his hand, threw it in his hand, and kicked it on Zhang Feng's stomach when he raised his foot. The minor's body and bones were still developing, not as strong as an adult, and the foot was quite heavy, Zhang Feng was kicked and flew out of the control of those people and fell to the ground.

After coughing violently a few times, Zhang Feng only felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, reached out and touched his lips, and his hands were red.

"It's not over yet!" Brother Wen said coldly, waving his hand to a few of his subordinates: "Arrest him!"

Zhang Feng was picked up from the ground by those killers and came to Brother Wen.

"I still want to shoot people, have you heard of a saying that says? Come out and mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back. Brother Wen said, staring at the brick in his hand, "Boy, Lao Tzu is not such a stingy person, after all, you are still a little ghost, if you kneel down and kowtow to Lao Tzu to admit your mistake, Lao Tzu will let you go!"

Zhang Feng was grabbed by several killers but was still struggling, his eyes were red, and his facial features were distorted by rage, but because he couldn't move, he opened his mouth and spat hard at Brother Wen. Brother Wen hurriedly dodged and was almost vomited.

"I won't apologize to you scumbags!" Zhang Feng said as he tried to kick Brother Wen, but he couldn't reach it.

"We're scum, so you think you're superior, huh?" Brother Wen patted the saliva on his clothes and sneered, "But you know what? Bad grades, can't make friends, is a waste in school, what can you do if you don't get into college, and don't you be a gangster like us?"

"Why do you say that!?Say I won't be able to do anything!" Zhang Feng roared as he tried to break free.

"It's a pity that you can't even be a gangster now. Because ......" said, Brother Wen grinned, raised the brick and slapped it down: "After Lao Tzu abolishes your hand, you can only be a beggar!"

However, as soon as his hand was raised, he was grabbed by a pair of pliers, and he couldn't smash it, and when Brother Wen turned his head, he realized that his wrist had been grabbed from behind. This is a young teacher wearing a white shirt and black trousers and tie, looking at him with glasses and a smile, looking weak, but the other party's hand holding him is particularly strong.