The man lay on the ground for a long time before his body reacted, and his jaw was like a dislocation, and the pain was unbearable.

Ye Hui put his hands in his pockets, ignoring the students in a circle, and stared at the man lying on the ground and moving slowly.

No matter how many people are gathered around, they are only students.

Didn't see them as a threat at all.

"Spread out—"

The two students came to Ye Hui with their arms in their arms.

"Teacher—"

Indignant students look at men and compromise, which is not their style at all.

Seeing the man's unwavering eyes, the students who surrounded him took two steps back.

"My name is Zhao Yuan, the coach of the Korean Taekwondo Gym. What do you call it? ”

"Ye Hui, the head teacher of the sixth class of the primary school of Hongbo Martial Arts School."

Glancing at Zhuang Yan and the three of them lying on the ground, Zhao Yuan turned his head slightly, "What the hell is going on?" ”

The audience was dumbfounded-

"Heh-" Ye Hui sneered, "Dare to be a man's true character, could it be that the students taught by Teacher Zhao are so bloodless?" ”

Lowering his head in shame, Zhao Yuan's face turned red, this was the biggest humiliation he had ever suffered in his life.

"Teacher, I'm sorry—"

The inch-headed man broke the silence, "I-I touched that girl's ass-"

"That's enough—"

Zhao Yuan interrupted the inch-headed man's words, he didn't know shame, how would other girls see people in the future?

"Young man, you should thank your teacher, he just saved your life."

Ye Hui's eyes were sharp, if the inch-headed man finished speaking, then he would never have a chance to speak in the future.

If you don't let Lao Tzu's students feel better, then Lao Tzu will make you feel bad first.

"Li Zhi, don't you apologize soon-"

Zhao Yuan's face was very ugly, and he could feel that Ye Hui's words were not just words.

Could it be that he really dared to kill?

"Right—I'm sorry—"

Taking two steps forward, Li Zhi stood in front of Ye Hui and said in a trembling voice.

"You seem to be in the wrong place."

Li Zhi trembled and walked up to Ren Zemin, "I'm sorry - I was wrong - please forgive me for my shameless and lewd behavior-"

Ren Zemin twisted his head to the side, if it weren't for Teacher Ye's presence, he wouldn't apologize so easily, right?

The tense momentum just now can eat them.

"Teacher Zhao, if you are too busy to control the students, I can help you manage them—so that this kind of loss of ethics and morality will happen again in your society."

Jiangnan, Zhuang Yan was lying on the ground, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and Mr. Ye was simply ** bursting.

"Teacher Ye, on behalf of the students, I apologize to you and the students—"

Zhao Yuan pushed away the two students beside him, bowed deeply to Ye Hui, and then bowed deeply to Zhuang Yan and the others.

This is still a teacher, and he will do it when he comes up, which is too reckless.

The corners of Ye Hui's mouth outlined a good-looking arc, "I hope Teacher Zhao tells your students not to make the same mistake a second time." ”

"Thank you Teacher Ye for reminding me, I will discipline them strictly, and there will never be anything like this again."

Zhao Yuan was about to explode, this was the first time he had compromised with someone else since he became a martial arts coach.

"Teacher Ye—"

A sweet voice came from behind him, and Hou Qingqing, the director of the infirmary, walked over.

A number of medical personnel carried stretchers and walked to Zhuang Yan's three people to check the extent of their wounds and injuries.

"Doctor Hou, my students are now in your hands, help, and you must not let them fall into the sequelae."

Ye Hui let out a long sigh, "They're all children—"

Hou Qingqing had a stethoscope around his neck, his hands in his white coat pockets, and a handful of sweat in his palms.

Mr. Ye doesn't want to be an actor, which is really a loss to the Hollywood base.

"Don't worry—"

Hou Qingqing walked over and touched Zhuang Yan's injured calf, "Hurry up and send it to the infirmary." ”

The medical staff put Zhuang Yan and the three of them on a stretcher and carried them in the direction of the martial arts school.

Ye Hui pulled a chair and sat down, the matter would not be settled like this.

"Teacher Zhao, you can also see that my students are not lightly injured. The cause of the incident was because your student bullied my student, so your company should be responsible for my student. ”

"Surnamed Ye, you're too much-"

The students around Zhao Yuan were annoyed and angry, and pointed at Ye Hui's nose, "You injured so many of our classmates, who is responsible?" ”

Staring at Zhao Yuan, "Teachers talk to each other, students interject, and speak ill of each other, is it possible that your society only teaches kung fu and not etiquette?" ”

Ye Hui glanced at the student who pointed at him, "I almost forgot, you are learning the kung fu of sticks, and in the class of sticks, it seems a little impossible to learn Chinese etiquette——"

Zhao Yuan's face was dark, and his face was gloomy, "Put your hand down, isn't it embarrassing enough?" ”

"Which is right and which is wrong, I think Mr. Zhao is like a mirror in his heart."

"In this way, your club will give 60,000 yuan to my students as nutrition and mental damage."

"I pay for the student's treatment, what do you think?"

"You're robbing money—"

The yellow-haired young man on the far right scolded indignantly.

"Heh-" Ye Hui laughed, "Since your society thinks it's not appropriate to settle it privately, then let's see you in court-"

With that, Ye Hui turned around and left.

"Wait—"

Zhao Yuan stopped Ye Hui a little anxiously, if this matter goes to court, the taekwondo students of the Han Society will bully the girls and fight in a group will become a fact.

Not only do students face criminal detention, but after the media exposure, the public's spit can also drown out the Korean Society Taekwondo Gym.

At that time, it won't be something that 60,000 yuan can solve.

60,000 yuan was distributed among three students, but it was only 20,000.

If something happens to the Korean Taekwondo Gym, it will be impossible to recover the loss of 600,000.

Ye Hui put his hands in his pockets and didn't turn around, "Teacher Zhao, as the head teacher of the students, it is necessary for me to defend their rights. We can meet in court, and the judge will definitely give my students an explanation. ”

"Molestation girls, beating my students-" Ye Hui looked up and glanced at the telephone poles around him, the cameras were almost everywhere, "I want to thank the Huaxia Tianyan Project, because he recorded the atrocities of your society." This is not like a school at all, but more like providing fresh blood for hooligans/hooligans, social idlers, etc., and sending force scum. ”

Zhao Yuan's face turned red, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Ye Hui's words hurt more than a few slaps on him.

Zhao Yuan's students' lungs were about to explode, and a few short words hit their sore spots.

There are many people with great strength, and in just a few seconds, they have already thought of hundreds of ways to deal with Ye Hui in their minds.

Even if you cut him with a thousand knives, it doesn't seem to be able to solve the hatred.

"Mr. Ye—I think—we can talk about it again—"

Zhao Yuan took a breath, things have come to this point, and the most important thing is to turn big things into small things.

Turning around, "Mr. Zhao, I don't have coercion or temptation, we can either be private or business." Ye Hui talked eloquently, his expression was indifferent, like no one else.