．．．．．．．． In the 2.1 class of high school, there was chaos at the moment, Teacher Liang called a bunch of students to start cleaning up, and a few boys were called to take care of the gangsters lying on the ground, and he went to the teaching office to call other teachers.

An Xinbi stood beside Xiao Qiuji, looked around, and saw that her class was in a mess, with tattered tables, stools, books full of footprints, as well as textbooks and scrolls.

Looking at the group of boys standing next to her, An Xinbi felt angry in her heart, she knew from the information she had just learned that when Xiao Qiuzhen was surrounded by a group of boys, no boy in the class dared to stand up and stand up.

It's a wreck.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, An Xinbi clenched her fists, and then remembered the cold snort that Ye Bihuang had given to herself when she left just now, and suddenly burst out.

She pointed to the onlookers behind her and scolded, "You guys! All of you are all boys in the 2.1 class of high school, but you are like a girl, the girls in our class are bullied by the boys in the outer class, and none of you dare to stand up, all of them are waste, garbage! There should be no girls like you in a boy's life, what's wrong with studying? There's a fart! If you can't live like a person, you're a coward! ”

Anxin Bi was originally the goddess in the minds of all the boys in the high school 2.1 class, Xiao Qiuzhen just came to their class, and she has not yet established a foundation, plus she has a boyfriend, and the support rate is much lower than that of Anxin Bi.

Now they are reprimanded by the goddess in their hearts, plus what they say is reasonable, it is like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, the scene is terrifyingly silent for a while, a few seconds later, many girls in the class began to talk about it, all of them are supporting Anxinbi, feeling that this group of boys is too cowardly, and they are blinded and disdainful of the boys in their class.

What man wants to be said like this? Undermined dignity! One by one, they all hooked their heads, their faces flushed, and none of them could handle it calmly.

"Do you want us to beat Yang Ziming and them to get angry for Xiao Qiuji?" I don't know which male classmate said it, which caused a commotion, and all the boys looked at each other, clenched their fists, and wanted to do it.

When the dozen or so people lying on the ground heard this, they all stopped moaning, hurriedly got up, and bent their bodies to escape.

Yang Ziming was beaten very badly by Ye Bihuang just now, he can't stand on his feet now, but he also wants to escape, it's too dangerous here, if he is beaten by thirty or forty people, he will die.

"Yang Ziming, you can't go! Teacher Liang asked me to watch you, you can't leave until the teacher comes! Three or four male classmates blocked in front of Yang Ziming, but they were obviously lacking in momentum.

Yang Ziming scolded and scolded: "Get out of here, what is Teacher Liang and Teacher Zhou, it's useless to me, who dares to stop me if I want to go out?" As he spoke, he reached out and pushed the boy in front of him.

The boy was scolded by Yang Ziming, and then pushed, he actually dodged by, and he didn't dare to stop him, after all, Yang Ziming is a provincial high school and a tyrant, and his notoriety has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even though he can't stand on his feet now, but his name is here, and no one dares to make the first move.

I saw Yang Ziming take the lead and walked out quickly, and a stationery box suddenly flew out of an unknown corner of the class and smashed it on Yang Ziming's head.

"Damn, who smashed me, stand up for me!" Yang Ziming snorted coldly, turned around with difficulty, and stared viciously at the group of people behind him.

"I'm grass, this kid is still so arrogant like this, if I don't beat him anymore, I don't think I'm a man anymore, everyone smashes him!"

"That's it, Yang Ziming, this kid is too arrogant, we don't care about other places, but here, it's really hateful!"

"The boys in the 2.1 class of high school, we can't be a wreck anymore, even if we have a grudge, we have to be them!"

"Rise up!"

"I was stepped on in the face by others, and if we don't retaliate, I look down on myself!"

"All on!"

With an angry roar coming from an unknown corner, it was like a fuse that detonated a bomb, and the boys in the class quickly squeezed Yang Ziming and others back into the class, and all the dictionaries, textbooks, and so on smashed at Yang Ziming more than a dozen people.

may not feel that this is enjoyable, a boy kicked Yang Ziming in the waist, this is not tight, Yang Ziming began to fight back, and a big melee ensued.

13 people to 40+ people, under such a ratio, it is natural that Yang Ziming, who has been seriously injured, suffers, and for a while, there are screams, begging for mercy, crying, and the sound of sticks beating together, and the high 2.1 class once again sounded a symphony every second.

"Come on! Come on! Smash it well, work harder! The girls in the 2.1 class of high school saw that the boys in their class had finally done something, and they began to scream and cheer, and they were also unwilling to be lonely. Some girls didn't want to step forward, so they took the bottle next to them and smashed the book on the bastards on the ground! With the encouragement and encouragement of the girls, those boys are even more energetic and desperate as if they were breastfeeding. And Yang Ziming's gang is miserable, this is probably the worst day in their lives, they have always beaten others in groups, and today they were beaten by the crowd.

And it's a desperate group fight.

Two minutes later, a large number of school leaders walked in outside the classroom, and the most official of them was the director of the teaching office.

"Stop, stop! Stop it! "Teacher Liang didn't think that as soon as he came back, the class would be even more chaotic, and it was the students in his class who were fighting with the dozen boys.

"Stop it! Kill people again! Ma Zhiwei, the director of teaching, shouted, he was telling the truth, in such an unknown beating, the gang on the ground is estimated to be sent to the hospital and will not be saved.

When the boys in the 2.1 class of high school saw the school leaders coming, they stopped one after another, only to see that Yang Ziming was lying on the ground, with more breath and less breath, all of them were seriously injured, and all the clothes on their faces were full of footprints, which was much more serious than when Ye Bihuang and they left just now.

Seeing that the situation was stable, Ma Zhiwei hurriedly asked someone to carry out all the dozen people on the ground and call an ambulance.

Ye Bihuang just helped Lee Kuan Yew, who was dressed up as a very seriously injured person, to walk up the stairs, Lee Kuan Yew shouted hey, absolutely realistic, not to mention anything else, Ye Bihuang felt that this guy was going to play the injured person, and he could definitely take an Oscar statuette, only to see Lee Kuan Yew help this bandage on his head, and apply a piece of red potion and purple potion on his face, and his body was painted like a spotted leopard, that appearance was extremely painful.

When the two of them were planning in their hearts how to cry and complain that they had been beaten so badly, suddenly, more than a dozen people were transported out of the high school 2.1 class, all of them were covered in blood, their clothes were full of footprints, unconscious, and a few had broken teeth on their faces.

Ye Bihuang and Lee Kuan Yew looked at each other.