Who else could it be if it wasn't Zhao Sanbao, in fact, you don't need to listen to the tone, just by listening to his shaking footsteps, you can know that it is him, of course, Wu Yu and Zhang Si are determined to follow together, because Zhao Sanbao is particularly fond of wearing a yellow hat, so Zhang Si named the three of them "The Three Generals of the Yellow Turban" for the purpose of patting on the back

As everyone knows, the three generals Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang died miserably

"You're looking for me?" Bian Ye looked at the three of them who were panting, thinking that it was really substandard to be bored with this guy all day long.

"You're going to make it easy for us to find!" Zhang Si looked as if he had just run a 3,000-meter run, his face was flushed and he was sweating profusely.

"Do you know, we've been looking for you all over the school for two hours, and you're tired of dad!" As soon as Wu Yu said this, he was slapped by Zhao Sanbao and motioned for him to shut up, and at the same time tried his best to behave more like a big brother in front of Lin Daitong, so he glared at him coolly and turned away, just waiting for the two younger brothers to bring Bian Ye over.

"Really?" Bian Ye looked at his watch and it was already eight o'clock, thinking that this is hard work for you, so bothered, but he also made plans in his heart, he probably can't hide today, he was quite low-key in the class before, so he was fine, the recent offensive against Lin Daitong has been fierce, and it is not completely incomprehensible that Zhao Sanbao wants to go crazy.

Wu Yu pressed Bian Ye's shoulder and said with a smile: "Do you think it's going to be solved here, or go out to solve it, our brother Bao has fully taken into account your face." ”

"What are you going to do?" Lin Daitong glanced at Bian Ye, who had a calm expression, and Wu Yu and Zhang Si, who had a fierce look on their faces, and was inexplicably worried in his heart, and suddenly asked, "You don't want to fight, do you?" ”

Lin Daitong's worries are reasonable, after all, whether it is Wu Yu or Zhang Si, they are both stronger than Bian Ye, not to mention Zhao Sanbao, not a heavyweight, if it is really a fight, Bian Ye will definitely suffer, but after thinking about it, silly girl, what does this have to do with you, Bian Ye is not your boyfriend, what do you have to do? Maybe people are concerned about Qiu whispering.

"Okay, let's go out" Bian Ye didn't forget to gently push the book "The Secret of Women's Maintenance" in front of Lin Daitong, and said with a smile: "Take a good look"

"You!" Lin Daitong thought to himself that you are still playing tricks here when a catastrophe is coming, and even if I am not a peerless beauty, I can be called a beautiful woman, so he smiled and blushed, and said, "Look at it yourself, I don't need it." ”

Bian Ye couldn't be happier, chatting with Lin Daitong was really a pleasure, until he reached the corridor, Bian Ye's face was still smiling, thinking that even if he was beaten badly tonight, it would be worth it.

"You can still laugh at the second fork? It's too late for grandpa to make you cry for a while! Zhao Sanbao appeared in front of him menacingly, raised his right hand, and signaled Zhang Si and Wu Yu to implement the established plan, and the three of them surrounded Bian Ye in the corridor.

"I've warned you more than once, stay away from Lin Daitong, you and him" Before Zhao Sanbao's words were finished, Bian Ye interrupted: "Stop talking nonsense, come on." ”

"Grass!" Zhang Si shouted and smashed his fist, what Bian Ye didn't expect was that his eyes suddenly flickered, although Zhang Si's movements did not stop, but the speed suddenly became very slow, just like the projection animation he watched when he was a child, playing frame by frame.

What's going on? Could it be that the prophetic function has reappeared? But why does the other party slow down, and is it because the other party's speed is too slow or your own thinking is too fast?

Bian Ye thought about it in his mind for a while, Zhang Si's fist was still slowly approaching him from twenty centimeters away, and at this moment, Bian Ye could feel that Zhang Si's punch was aimed at his left cheek, but he seemed to have plenty of time to deal with it.

Good! I'm going to practice with you today!

Bian Ye took a deep breath, then paced sideways, Zhang Si's punch flashed from the tip of his nose, and hit the air, at this time he was already turning his back to himself, it was simple, Bian Ye raised his right foot and hit his ass is kick.

"it!" Zhang Si cursed again, hit the wall, and then fell to the ground.

This annoyed the other two, Zhao Sanbao screamed and kicked over, Wu Yu also followed with a punch, although the eyesight of the side field was almost in slow motion, but he could still see the whirring wind blowing, and first dodged again to make Zhao Sanbao's flying kick miss.

Due to the unstable center of gravity and too much inertia, Zhao Sanbao split a fork fiercely, and there was a tearing pain under his crotch, and he immediately rolled with his hands, scolding and scolding in his mouth.

This was Wu Yu's punch, which was already very close to the back of his head, and Bian Ye followed with his head bowed and bent down to dodge Wu Yu's punch, and then kicked him in the stomach in turn, kicking him down on Zhang Sanbao's body.

After these few punches and kicks, Bian Ye finally realized that it was not that they were too slow, but because they had the function of a prophet.

The reason is this, since you can predict the next minute, then every second that passes in this minute you can know the second in the next minute, that is to say, you can always know your opponent's movements in the next second, and after it is coherent, it is like a computer boot progress bar, buffering little by little.

Knowing what to expect can also lead to being particularly agile in one's own movements and thinking, rather than the other person being too slow.

Thinking about this, Bian Ye's self-confidence soared, in fact, his strength is not great, but he has the ability of a prophet so he can dodge attacks, and then find the opponent's weakness to attack, but there seems to be a premise, that is, you must concentrate, and it must be in a dangerous moment, such as the last time you hit yourself with chalk before paying, and there is a dangerous situation like saving Qiu and whispering.

"you!" Zhao Sanbao didn't know when he stood up and bumped into Bian Ye, Bian Ye had already prepared, first drew a gourd to dodge as usual, and then stretched out his leg and stumbled on the soles of his feet, Zhao Sanbao fell to the ground steadily.

One punch, two punches, three punches, if you don't convince him today, it will be endless in the future, until Zhao Sanbao shouted for mercy, Bian Ye got up and stood up, loosened his muscles and bones, and took a long breath, is it really enjoyable!

Over there, Wu Yu and Zhang Si were knocked out by Bian Ye in one round, and the injuries were not light, and they couldn't get up until now, in fact, Bian Ye knew in his heart that these three were not originally the material for fighting, and the reason why they were defeated so easily today had something to do with their lack of two hits.

Bian Ye looked at the three of them angrily and funny, thinking that these three people were not bad to the bones, and they had to be moralized for a long time, so he helped Zhao Sanbao and the three of them up, and when he saw that they were basically blue and swollen, he felt that he had just shot a little heavier, Zhao Sanbao was also well-behaved, and he didn't dare to come out.

"What are you doing!" A crisp and loud female voice came, and at the end of the corridor, a tall beautiful woman wearing a dress and glasses walked briskly.

"Teacher He!" Bian Ye thought that he was thinking about looking for you, and if he could see someone, he would have a chance, but as soon as his attention was distracted, Zhao Sanbao smashed it with a punch, right in the left side of Bian Ye's face, and he only felt that his mouth was numb and then sour, and there was a taste of blood.

Just as he was about to beat him up in anger, He Yun had already run over to block in front of Bian Ye: "Zhao Sanbao! Now you have learned to bully the weak with more and with less, right? ”

Lin Daitong, who was originally sitting quietly, couldn't read this book the more she read it, her mind was not here at all, she settled down and decided to take a look, so she ran quickly into the corridor, and just after a corner, she saw Bian Ye being punched, and then the English teacher He Yun arrived.

Is Bian Ye seriously injured, should he go over to see, Lin Daitong is struggling in his heart, but Teacher He Yun appeared, and he is only afraid that it will be a little redundant to go over, so let's take a look at the situation from a distance first.

For He Yun's scolding, Zhao Sanbao was obviously not convinced, he rubbed his ass with a swollen face, tears almost didn't fall, and avenged: "Teacher He, I only hit him once, look at us, what kind of beating was made by him!" ”

He Yun looked back, Bian Ye smiled evilly, but except for the red mark on his cheek that had been beaten, there was nothing else at all, on the other hand, Zhao Sanbao and they were different, Zhao Sanbao's left and right faces had become asymmetrical, his eyes were blue, his chin seemed to be a little swollen, and Wu Yu and Zhang Si were still holding their stomachs and rubbing their buttocks.

He Yun thought to herself, are you still men? Is it difficult or that the edge field is particularly capable of fighting? She looked Bian Ye up and down, and she really couldn't see how advanced he was, but it was a fact that Zhao Sanbao and the three of them were beaten, which was clear and undoubted.

"You three must be causing trouble! Why don't you go back to your dorm soon? Do you want me to talk to your dad? As soon as He Yun opened his mouth to mention his father, Zhao Sanbao hurriedly led Zhang Si and Wu Yu to run away.

Lin Daitong watched from a distance that Bian Ye had nothing to do, so he was relieved and went back to the library.

"Bian Ye, you come with me" He Yun handed over a stack of books in his hand to Bian Ye, and walked in front of him, Bian Ye sighed, looked at her back, graceful and tall, and said that the skirt was the most test of the figure, although He Yun could only see the white and well-proportioned calves on his body, but he could not hide the devil's posture at all.

"Hurry up, grind and chirp." He Yun turned her head, and her long hair was gently flung behind her shoulders, revealing her white face and Peugeot's side face.

"Hehe, whoever makes you in good shape, I'm stupid." Bian Ye smiled slightly and quickly followed.

"Not serious" He Yun glanced at him, but he was not angry, turned his head and continued walking, his high heels stepped on the soles of his feet and rattled, just listening to this sound made people think about it, she seemed to have completely accepted Bian Ye's praise, maybe after all, she was twenty-eight years old, not eighteen years old, there was nothing to be shy about.

Coming to the department office on the fourth floor of the main teaching building, Bian Ye knew that there was nothing good, He Yun was actually not only an English teacher, but also a department counselor, and the students' studies and daily life were all taken care of by the power.

"Stand up, facing the wall." He Yun walked to his desk and sat down, and after saying a casual word, he turned on his computer and started to work on the paper, which was to be published at the end of this month, so he was buried in the library all day.

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Today, Shuodong opened his mouth for the first time to ask for collections and tickets, thank you!