In comparison, the two boys next to him were more normal with their vigilant and ruthless expressions because of seriousness.

Before he could figure it out, he saw that Li Jincheng and Li Jinpeng had both set up their bicycles, and Li Jincheng said with a serious face: "I'm sorry, Yimo, Xiaocan, I have been a burden to you in today's incident!

Yimo, I know you're good, when the fight starts, you can leave with Xiaocan quickly!

They don't have much courage, so at most they let us hang the lottery!"

Su Xiaocan and Cui Yimo looked at each other and smiled, and they both saw the recognition of the two people next to them from their eyes.

Su Xiaocan raised his hand to hold the bicycle and said happily: "Yimo, it's not early, I'm sleepy, hurry up and solve it, let's go home!"

Cui Yimo let go of the bicycle armrest, took two big steps forward, and stood between the people on both sides.

Obviously wearing a very ordinary school uniform, loose clothes, and a slightly larger backpack on his back, no matter how you look at it, he looks like an ordinary teenager.

I don't know why, but it gives a compelling momentum, as if a sharp sword is out of the sheath, and from a distance of several steps, you can feel the sharpness and coldness of the sword.

Everyone at the 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China faced Cui Yimo's momentum, and they couldn't help but shiver one by one, Huang Yawen stood in the middle, and even more directly faced Cui Yimo, feeling that the hairs on his body stood up, and the trembling feeling of fear that he had never felt before hit his heart directly from his feet.

Cui Yimo didn't delay with them too much, and said directly when he came up: "I'm going to make a move, please take it!"

A frightened and somewhat stunned thug subconsciously asked, "What?!"

Then, I felt that my eyes were blooming, my body was soaring in the air, and a loud bang sounded in my ears.

When I realized that my head had touched the hard ground, I realized that I had been beaten away, my stomach hurt, and the bag on my head hurt so much, so I couldn't help curling up on the ground and wailing.

For the gangsters, although they all have the same experience, they are used to being arrogant on weekdays, and they don't know what happened for a while.

Only after Huang Yawen fell to the ground, he barely reacted, half-supported his body, endured the pain, and looked at the tall figure standing between them, as if he was standing there and had never moved, like a towering mountain peak pressing on top of their heads.

Everyone at the 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China was like two teams, and they were neatly thrown to both sides of the road, giving way to the two-meter-wide road in the middle.

Before he could feel more, not far away, a crisp female voice broke the deadlock: "Yimo, it's time for us to go home!"

The compelling momentum disappeared all at once.

Cui Yimo immediately turned around, returned to the appearance of a gentle young man, with a smile between his eyebrows, and after a few big steps, he returned to his original place, pushed the bicycle, let Su Xiaocan sit first, greeted the two brothers Li Jincheng, and walked away.

Although the lively students on the side witnessed the miracle with their own eyes, they were still afraid of the "17th National Congress", and one by one they were afraid that they would be implicated, so they took out the money in their pockets, threw it aside, turned around and ran away.

It was only a minute or two, a gust of autumn wind blew up a few fallen leaves, and the originally crowded and lively streets, only these people from the 17th National Congress were left wailing on the cold ground.

Cui Yimo's hands are measured, which makes people hurt, but it won't hurt people.

The people of the 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China relieved themselves, and then they supported each other one by one and stood up.

When they got together again, they all covered the places where they had been beaten, their faces were pale, and the expression on their faces was not unconvinced anger, but hesitant fear.

If Cui Yimo just had a heated fight with them, then they would respect him as a man at most. However, as soon as the people came up, they directly killed everyone in seconds, and they still can't remember how they were injured and flew out.

Obviously, everyone understands that they have kicked the iron plate this time, and it is still the kind of existence that they may not be able to surpass by all beings.

Such a terrible opponent cannot understand the despair and fear in it unless he has experienced it himself.

One by one, they all had a stomach in their hearts, but in the end, no one said a word.

Huang Yawen spat a mouthful, and said coldly with a gloomy look: "Withdraw!"

Although everyone at the 17th National Congress was still wounded, none of them objected to him, and they all slipped faster than rabbits.

There was silence here, but there was excitement over there.

Early the next morning, I don't know who released the news, which suddenly caused a sensation among the students of the school: everyone at the 17th National Congress was served a pot for some reason, or the kind that was killed in seconds.

The 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China is a dark cloud over their heads, when they are lucky, they can't touch them for a long time, and when they are unlucky, it is very normal to take their living expenses for a month or two.

After all, no matter how arrogant the 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China is, they don't dare to openly ask for protection money in the school, so where is the leadership of the school.

But boarding students are not unaffected, after all, many people in the 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China want to live on campus, and it is common for the boys' dormitory to be blocked by nothing to ask for change to spend, fetch water, eat, buy something, and run errands.

In the girls' dormitory, legend has it that there are several seventeen-year-old girlfriends, who also walk sideways on weekdays and dare not offend.

These people who were passed around by the students and spread the flowers were beaten up and singled out by one person, how can they not be excited that there is such an inconspicuous hero in their lives? !

For a while, the students of the whole school couldn't care about the fear of the 17th National Congress, and they were chatting and fantasizing about who this hero of the world was.

With such a big movement, Su Xiaocan and the others just want to act as if they don't know anything, they are not afraid that the 17th National Congress will come to find trouble, they are afraid that Cui Yimo's skills will be exposed, and there will be trouble in the future.

Look at it now, Li Jinpeng is looking at Cui Yimo's eyes now and is no different from a nymphomaniac, just drooling, which is disgusting.

As long as Su Xiaocan thought that in the future, there would be more than N girls with stars and love in their eyes to revolve around Cui Yimo, so he couldn't wait to hide Cui Yimo, and Li Jinpeng's gender was directly ignored.

In junior high school, Cui Yimo kept receiving love letters, and she didn't want to relive it at all!

For this reason, the Li brothers, who are the only two who know the truth, have been seriously warned, and whoever says that if they leak their mouths, their friends will not be appropriate.