From the spine connected to the brain to every capillary, the violent personality is constantly populated with cells to form new cellular memories. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

One neuron after another was activated, and after a few moments, goosebumps began to rise all over the body due to the increase in adrenaline. Especially in the spine, there was a crackling sound from the Tianling cover to the tail vertebrae, and it was full of chill.

The blood churned and stirred back and forth, like waves washing over the veins.

The positive and negative ions in the inner core of the cell rotate rapidly, and the proteins, ribonucleic acids, biological enzymes, electrolytes and water that make up the cell are recombined under the action of positive and negative ions.

The core of the cell violently vibrated the nerve endings, gradually causing resonance throughout the body, and Song Baojun couldn't help but tremble.

"Hehe, Brother Heng, look, this little red guy is trembling!" The dog-headed military master laughed: "He's afraid, haha, he's afraid!

Su Linheng pouted and said, "Bad seed, if you are really hard to the end, I still admire you so much, it's too late to say anything now." ”

The dog-headed military division put on a posture of a football goalkeeper and kicked Song Baojun's small stomach hard, with a bang, and the momentum was amazing. If you usually have this foot, you can temporarily lose consciousness. But now Song Baojun didn't move at all, and closed his eyes tightly.

"Hey, don't play dead, don't think I'm going to beat you like that!"

Another member of the group said with some concern: "You don't think it matters if you kick so hard? Don't kick people unconscious! If something goes wrong, it's hard to say!"

Su Linheng didn't want to make a big deal out of it, he was secretly worried when he heard the words, and said calmly on his face: "You go and take a look." ”

The dog-headed military master leaned down to probe Song Baojun's snort, felt the heat in his fingers, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Heng, he's fine, it might be a little painful." I think this is enough to make him unforgettable for the rest of his life. ”

Song Baojun's eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils burst out with a bewitching light.

The kobold military master was startled, almost fell, and shouted, "Sure enough, it's playing dead, let's continue to whip him!" and was about to raise his foot and stomp on him.

Song Baojun used his hands, and the leather boots of the dog-headed military division pressed against his elbows and could not move an inch.

"Hey, little red guy......"

As soon as the words fell, Song Baojun reached out and grabbed the chain that locked the bicycle tire and waved it vigorously.

The iron chains that were four meters long and weighed forty or fifty pounds were waved in the air, and the iron rings that were locked with each other collided violently, sending out a dull sonic boom of "Sora" in mid-air, which shook everyone's eardrums.

The end of the chain seemed to shatter the thunder in the sky, and it turned back, and the violent whip hit the left rib of the dog-headed military division.

The guy flew seven or eight meters away like a kite with a broken string, his mouth spurting blood, and the blood splashed in the air, making beautiful and dazzling traces. Then he fell to the ground, his hands and feet twitching, red blood and white foam on his lips.

Witnessing this scene, everyone fell into a state of stupor.

The chains were as thick as eggs, black, and very heavy in long strings, and it was very difficult to lift even the hands, let alone grasp and wave them in the hands.

Song Baojun stood up straight, the cold moonlight sprinkled from the sky and shone on his face, only to see the contours distinct, half bright and half hidden in the dark, full of melancholy poet sad and sympathetic colors. There is a wound on the left side of his face, his body is full of mud, grass residue and footprints, and there are traces of yellow bile and bitter water on the placket. However, an iron chain in his right hand had just swung out a thunderous blow, hitting the dog-headed military master like a dog, and the contrast was so strong that it was impossible to think.

"****!" Su Linheng could only use a mantra to describe his current mood.

The sound of "Sola" exploded again, and Song Baojun swung the iron chain again, with a fierce wind, whistling towards the nearest member of the Steel Heavenly Regiment.

The member felt the wind blow over his forehead bangs, and you can imagine how fast it was, with a rust smell coming from his nose. In a hurry, there was no time to dodge, and he hurriedly raised his hand.

"Click!"

The forearm of his left hand was broken on the spot, the sleeve of the high-quality leather jacket was shattered like a piece of paper, and the violent impact carried him in the opposite direction, knocking over the other two classmates, and the three of them collapsed like dominoes at the same time, rolling on the grass like a gourd dripping and rolling out five or six meters away.

Su Linheng's rapidly beating heart almost jumped out of his chest!

Crippled four people in just two shots!

Song Baojun exerted too much force, causing his right arm to dislocate, cold sweat trickling down his forehead, and he hurriedly changed his left hand to grab the iron chain, and his right hand was softly put down.

The remaining four people saw his weakness, but none of them dared to take a step forward, so they just stood stunned, and even forgot to escape. Those two blows shattered everyone's courage.

"Who else?" Song Baojun glanced at everyone lightly.

A member named Gao Jihui was at a loss, and muttered: "No, no ......"

"You wasted people! I think that if there are many people, you can use the power to bully others. You don't have even a single ounce of dignity earned by your own hands! Relying on the power background of your family to do misdeeds, even if you are admitted to this university, you can only rely on your family connections!"

Song Baojun suddenly shouted loudly: "You are just a bunch of rubbish who bully the weak and fear the hard! Su Linheng, if you weren't born in the Su family, you would only be like me, everyone can slap you in the face! You won't know anything! You will only spend money to show off chic! A piece of shit is more useful than you! Eight people sneak attack me? Come on, who is not afraid of death, come and try it?"

Su Linheng's face was pale and he didn't dare to say anything.

Song Baojun said again: "I see that you work hard to perform mechanical dance, and you can be regarded as a little self-motivated, but I didn't expect your nature to be like this, you can't afford to lose if you can't play! What kind of thing are you! In the future, you are not allowed to speak in front of Lao Tzu, otherwise I will see you and beat you once!"

After scolding happily, he took a slight breath, turned around and propped up the bicycle to leave.

The boy named Gao Jihui hurriedly took a few steps forward, picked up Song Baojun's forgotten mobile phone that he had dropped on the lawn, and said with a little flattering expression in panic: "Song, classmate, you, your mobile phone ......"

"Huh. Song Baojun sneered, glanced at the boy, reached out and took it into his trouser pocket, then wrapped the chain around the front of the car, and swayed the car away with one hand.

Su Linheng and the others were stunned for a long time, and then they remembered that the dog-headed military master was still convulsing, and hurriedly called an ambulance.

When they arrived at the hospital, everyone learned how serious the dog-headed soldier's injuries were, all six ribs in his left rib were broken, three of which were comminuted, and the left lung lobe was ruptured. Taken to the emergency operating room, the doctor immediately issued a critical illness notice.

Another student suffered a fracture in his left hand and suffered a minor concussion, while the other two had different abrasions.

How could Su Linheng control such a big matter? But he didn't dare to call the police, so he hurriedly asked for help from home, only saying that a few classmates were playing together and fell down from the second floor at the same time. The kobold soldier was underneath and pressed a stone on his left rib.

A few people colluded, and the lies were made up perfectly. The school has never wanted to make a big deal out of it, and it agrees with their statement and does not pursue it.

Su Linheng's uncle Su Chengwei rushed to the hospital and scolded the stinky boy who was in trouble, and finally expressed his willingness to bear the medical expenses to the families of several injured people in the dog-headed military division, coupled with the insurance company's claims, which finally calmed the emotions of the family. It wasn't until the next day that the kobold military division woke up from a coma after the dangerous period that the matter barely turned a page.

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Song Baojun forced himself back to the dormitory that night, collapsed all over, unable to move, and fell asleep on the bed softly. In a daze, I heard someone calling my name, but I didn't pay attention to it. This night, Song Baojun had nightmares, and he felt very uncomfortable.

I woke up in the morning and forgot all about the nightmare, only to find that my shoulder was swollen. It turned out that the dislocated joint from last night had not had time to be picked up.

"Brother Jun, are you okay? Why did you leave without saying a word after playing the piano last night, almost everyone was looking for you. Several other students in the dormitory had already gotten up, and Tan Qingkai was trying on clothes in front of the dressing mirror. Lin Mengxian bought him an orange-red striped PO shirt, which was very literary to wear.

Song Baojun slowly stood up and said with a wry smile: "It's nothing, it's just that my arm is about to break." ”

"Hey, Brother Jun, are you okay?

Song Baojun did not forget to boast in pain: "In order to interpret the last soul music of Mozart's life, I used all my strength to play, resulting in a dislocated shoulder joint, and finally lived up to the expectations of the audience." ”

"Playing the piano can also play to the point of dislocating the joint, and the spirit of the military brother who has the courage to dedicate himself to art is beyond the reach of my generation. But what's the matter with the injury on your face?" Tan Qingkai slapped a sycophant as usual.

"I said that I used all my strength, and I was touched when I walked unsteadily. Song Baojun scolded: "Why are you stunned? Don't you hold me quickly." ”

Tan Qingkai and Guo Jun sent Brother Jun to the infirmary. I used some medicine to connect the joints, and put a band-aid on my face, which was basically fine. The doctor saw that he was weak and prescribed a bottle of hanging needles.

There were still a few students in the infirmary who had a cold, so they took their medicine and left.

"Akai, you two should go back to the classroom first. ”

"Brother Jun forgot? Today is the weekend, there is no need to go to class. ”

"Then why don't you stay here and bother me. ”

Song Baojun was the only one left, watching the potion fall drop by drop.

When I opened my phone, I saw more than a hundred missed calls, and I was startled first. Liu Xiyue's crazy woman alone has been beaten more than thirty times, Tu Fen has been beaten more than ten times, and two times by Ye Jingchun. In addition, there are many otaku fraternity personnel such as Tan Qingkai and other strange calls.

I called the head teacher Yang Kaiming to ask for leave, but I didn't want Yang Kaiming to scold him on the phone: "Song Baojun, what are you doing! Where did you go after playing the piano last night? Vice President Wei and the dean of the Conservatory of Music all care about me, but I can't find you!"

"Teacher Yang, you know that art performance is very emotional......"

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