Seeing He Wenjun's fist coming towards him with a strong wind, not only did Xue Bing not show the slightest panicked expression on his face, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint sneer, this smile fell in He Wenjun's eyes, but suddenly a ominous premonition flashed in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Smack!"

Before everyone could react, a white palm appeared out of thin air without warning, clasping He Wenjun's wrist, just like a cold and stiff vice, extremely powerful.

As soon as the sharp pain in his wrist spread all over his body, He Wenjun didn't have time to scream, and suddenly felt another hand grab the belt buckle around his waist, and then He Wenjun felt that his body was light, and the scene in the bedroom suddenly turned upside down in his eyes.

A scene that is even more fantastical than a martial arts blockbuster has appeared!

He Wenjun, who is more than one meter tall and as strong as a bull, was held high above his head by the thin Xue Bing like a sack!

"Goo-dong...!"

Huang Yiju's whole body was wooden, and the plastic bucket in his hand fell to the ground again.

The other students were no better, their eyes were bigger than the brass bells, their mouths didn't close for a long time, and they didn't even notice that the cigarettes in their mouths had fallen out.

The audience was silent!

In the bedroom of more than ten square meters, only the heavy breathing of everyone remains!

Everyone was completely stunned because of Xue Bing's awesome overlord promotion.

Xue Bing looked around and saw the shocked faces and stunned eyes of several people in the bedroom, but he sighed in his heart.

The peerless powerhouse who has terrified countless international killers and the military has been reduced to the point of showing off his skills in front of a few college students, and what is even more shameful is that he himself suddenly feels that this feeling of pretending to be forced is a little addictive.

In this case, Xue Bing found that the smoking addiction he had quit for many years began to commit again, so he continued to hold He Wenjun with one hand, walked unhurriedly to the bed in the bedroom, took out a hibiscus king from the cigarette case thrown next to the playing cards and put it in his mouth, and then began to frown and feel for lighters everywhere in his pocket.

"Gollum ......"

Huang Yiju's huge Adam's apple rolled a little, swallowed a piece of saliva heavily, and continued to look at Xue Bing with extremely confused and sluggish eyes.

He Wenjun was struggling with his hands in mid-air, but he couldn't make the slightest sound of begging for mercy in his throat, because Xue Bing used his index knuckle to resist the position of his sea of qi, just like a snake that was pinched by someone and named seven inches, and there was no room for resistance.

"Smack!"

Seeing that Xue Bing was still looking for a lighter in his trouser pocket, the rock man who fanned the flames before stood up like a dream, took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it on fire, bent over and trembling and sent it to Xue Bing.

"Thanks, brother!"

Lighting the cigarette, Xue Bing took a deep breath and spit out a string of faint smoke rings, revealing a harmless Sven smile.

"No, no...... You are welcome. ”

The rock man quickly stammered back, turned around and ran back to the bed, sitting honestly like a schoolboy, his hands still shaking slightly uncontrollably.

"If I threw you out the door now, guess how many bones I'd break?"

Feeling that he had almost played, Xue Bing let go of the index finger that was holding against He Wenjun's sea of qi, looked up at him and asked with a smile.

"Oh, don't! Big brother, I was wrong! I was really wrong, big brother! As soon as the confinement was relaxed, He Wenjun immediately burst into tears and howled, "Big brother, let me down, I'm afraid of heights......"

He Wenjun was completely frightened by Xue Bing's methods once, and begged for mercy repeatedly, and his arrogance on weekdays was completely gone.

Although he has been keen on fighting since he was a child, it is just the kind of ordinary brawl where you punch you and you kick me back, where have I ever seen a really ruthless character like Xue Bing.

"If you apologize, tell Huang Yiju, if he says forget it, I'll let you down."

Xue Bing naturally didn't want to cripple this guy, and he just made a move to save face for the fat man.

"Brother Ju, I was wrong, I shouldn't have always bullied you before, I won't dare to do it again, please tell this hero to let me down." When He Wenjun heard this, he immediately began to howl again.

Huang Yiju came back to his senses at this time, stammered and looked at Xue Bing and said, "That Xue Bing, if you want, or not, forget it, let's convince people with virtue." ”

He didn't expect Xue Bing to be so fierce at all, for fear of causing He Wenjun some accidents.

"Yes, yes, Brother Ju is right, convince people with virtue, convince people with virtue!"

In mid-air, He Wenjun's head nodded like a chicken pecking rice, but he wanted to cry without tears in his heart, you dead fat man invited such a great god to bully himself a college student, and he still had the face to convince people with virtue.

Until now, He Wenjun didn't think of Xue Bing, his rival in elementary school, and thought that he was a martial arts master that Huang Yiju specially found to teach him.

"So be it." Xue Bing suddenly felt bored, and casually put He Wenjun down.

As soon as he landed, He Wenjun gasped for breath as if he had survived the catastrophe, he secretly looked at Xue Bing, there was only a thick fear left in his eyes, and he immediately crawled out of the dormitory, as if he was being chased by 10,000 wasps behind him.

"! When did you kid become so powerful? ”

Huang Yiju looked at Xue Bing with admiration on his face, and patted him on the shoulder, "Haven't you been practicing martial arts all these years since you disappeared?" ”

"I've practiced for a while." Xue Bing replied vaguely, since he had already revealed his bottom, he didn't plan to hide it, "There is a dead old man who has been teaching me kung fu. ”

"Damn! It turns out that there is such a thing as a master in the world? I thought it was all a lie in a fantasy novel. "Huang Fatty's eyes immediately widened, tell me what realm you are now, martial artist? Warrior King? ”

Xue Bing's head was suddenly full of black lines, this dead fat man obviously read too many fantasy novels.