Chapter 122: Revenge

"Die, die, die!"

Fang Jiaming's eyes were red, and he was ruthless, the ice crystal-covered upper was as solid as a rock, and every foot fell like a hammer, smashing on Yi Weisheng's slender body, making a squeaking sound

Yi Weisheng coughed up blood frantically, he knew that his ribs were broken, not because he felt it—his pain nerves had long been paralyzed—he heard the sound of bones breaking. He could only cover the vital point, and his consciousness gradually left him.

"Almost, brother!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and the state of Yi Weiwei was not good, and anyone could see it.

Fang Jiaming glanced at the speaker coldly, and the person quickly shut up. He wasn't hurt, but his shirt was burned with a few holes, which made him lose face, which made him angrier than the injury.

If it is the son of an official eunuch, he is still a little jealous, but he is easy to make a living like an ant, and he dares to step on his face......

His feet were heavier, and Yi Weisheng's hand to protect the vital point gradually relaxed, but he did not kick to the vital point. He is angry, but he is not carried away by anger, he will never cause a human life, killing is the lowest means of revenge, and it is easy to set himself on fire. He has a thousand ways to torture the poor, like, abolish him!

A flash of pleasure flashed in his eyes, and the ice crystals condensed into a sharp cone on the tips of his toes, kicking hard at the kidneys that were easy to live!

"Bang!"

At the last moment, Fang Jiaming's calf was trampled on by another slender foot!

He was stunned for a moment, and a wheat-colored palm rested on his shoulder, and the palm was so strong that it instantly shook him back a few steps.

He steadied himself and glared angrily at the nosy man, and was about to greet his parents, but his slightly open mouth paused.

"You, Li Xiulan?"

A strange girl, with short ear-length hair, a slender and beautiful back, slender legs, a healthy complexion like wheat, and a pale blue like the sky, like an iris blooming in the field...... This was the last glimpse Yi Weisheng saw before he completely lost consciousness.

Li Xiulan...... He fell into a coma with the name.

When he woke up, he was lying in a hospital bed.

The wounds have been treated, except for some faint pain, which is fine. He quickly remembered everything, the hideous-looking bastard, the shredded proof, the dog-like insults and beatings, and the indifferent taunting spectators......

His fists clenched slowly, and his breathing grew rapid.

, all, everyone, all of them!

No...... Not exactly.

He remembered the last picture, the fleur-de-lis-like girl.

"Li Xiulan ......"

He muttered the unfamiliar name, his clenched fist slowly loosened again, and the hatred that filled his heart dissipated little by little.

"There are always good people in this world, Li Xiulan...... Why did she help me?"

"Probably because I'm so pathetic, like a bed bug......"

He smiled wryly. He originally regarded the assessment as a springboard to Tongzhou University and did not expect to make a difference in the training camp, but now, his mind has changed a little.

"Without strength, this kind of thing will happen, and those bastards will bully me!"

"Without strength, I would never have been able to ...... It was impossible to approach her. ”

He suddenly wanted to see the face of the Iris Girl, it must be pure and beautiful. He thought to himself.

Li Xiulan's physique with one foot and one palm far surpassed him.

Although he has never been in a relationship, he knows on his toes that no girl wants to be friends with a weak chicken who has nothing.

"But what am I going to do? how can I become stronger?"

His elemental closeness is only 70%, and his family conditions are not good, only his academic performance is passable, but his academic performance, heh, people here don't care about this at all!

People with no background, no talent, and no golden finger have desires, and this desire cannot bring any benefits except for unwarranted troubles.

Yi Weisheng was deeply troubled by such troubles, but he didn't fall into it for long, and the sound of the door opening interrupted his thoughts.

Walked in a middle-aged man with a raw face, and the uniform he wore said he was: a campus security guard.

"You're awake!" the security guard's expression and tone were full of impatience, "You can really do it, you picked quarrels and provoked trouble on the first day of reporting, and you even fought with your classmates!"

Yi Weisheng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly explained: "I didn't provoke it, it was he-"

"You're quibbling!" the security guard interrupted impatiently, "everything has been clarified, the teacher in the teaching office has already made a conclusion, and I am just here to inform you." This matter is of a bad nature, the school decided to punish you with a demerit and cancel all subsidies, including tuition, accommodation and bursaries, heh, you are obviously a poor student, and you are still so rash, and you don't think about your family!"

Yi Weisheng was like being struck by lightning, and the whole person almost fell on the bed.

"You should be grateful, the school decided to expel you, it was the other party who asked for help for you, you see, you caused trouble, and others repaid their grievances with virtue——"

The security guard closed his mouth in recognition, and he saw Yi Weisheng's gaze with cold killing intent. He couldn't help but shudder. He was just an ordinary security guard, and when it came to fighting, he was by no means an opponent for these students.

"Hehe, I'll go to the teaching office tomorrow morning, you're so self-conscious. In fact, he was only responsible for passing on this sentence, and now that he had finished speaking, he immediately turned around and slipped away.

"You wait!"

Yi Weisheng's tone was cold, which frightened the security guard.

"What is the name of the person in your mouth, who repays his grievances with virtue?"

"Y-What do you want to do?" the security guard turned around, looking suspicious.

Yi Weisheng grinned, but his smile was a little cold and terrifying: "Didn't you make me grateful to him, I don't know the name, how can I be grateful?"

The security guard was stunned, and then thought about it, that student is not small, even if he says his name, can this poor boy still turn the sky upside down?

"Fang Jiaming. ”

"Fang Jiaming ......"

He silently wrote down the name, and the white sheet in his hand was about to be torn by him.

His plan for college life, his studies, and even his life were all ruined on the first day of registration.

It's all thanks to that bastard!

He silently recited the three words Fang Jiaming, as if he was chanting the name of a dead man, and this flame danced in his pupils, it was the fire of revenge.

He wants revenge.

He didn't know how to do it or when to do it, but he knew that he would do it.

......

Chen Bin called Fang Jiaming after eating, but was cut off by the other party.

He was stunned, then smiled bitterly.

"What kind of brotherhood, it's all, it's okay, there is a girl dragging him, I just went to the main camp for a stroll, maybe I can bump into a few suspicious people. ”

Wherever he goes, he must first find out the surrounding environment, he is used to this, when he goes to the association, when he comes to the training camp, it is the same.