The next day, the sun was shining and it was another good day.

Since it's a Sunday, you can rest assured that you can sleep in.

When seven o'clock came, the sun shined through the glass and hit the fat man's bed, and the fat man was still asleep.

Meng Yi got up early, and over the years he has developed the habit of getting up early, no matter how late he goes to bed at night, he basically gets up at the same time in the morning.

Today, he practiced for a little longer, and while the fat man didn't wake up, he practiced the secret technique in the open space of the dormitory.

From the first phase to the eleventh phase, it is like a whimsical and flowing water, and there is a sound in the air. Meng Yi's whole person is like a ghost, suddenly left and right, and his posture is varied.

But when he practiced to the twelfth figure, Meng Yi's back thumped, and he only felt a tingling pain.

He immediately stopped and sighed slightly: "It seems that it is still reluctant." ”

Sit down and take a little rest. was about to go out for breakfast, when suddenly the phone rang, Lin Jia'er called urgently, saying that under her dormitory, the group of people had appeared again.

"Don't go downstairs, wait for me to come."

When Meng Yi heard this, his anger suddenly rose. These people are really men and perseverance for a girl!

Hanging up the phone, he put on his clothes and was about to go out with a sigh of anger.

At this time, the fat man suddenly woke up, "What's wrong, what are you doing?" ”

"Fight, beat!" Meng Yi coldly threw out four words.

The fat man's eyes lit up, yesterday he practiced Tan legs all afternoon, it was the skill itching, as soon as he heard that Meng Yi was going out to fight and beat people, he suddenly came to his senses: "Don't worry, wait for me, count me in." ”

After that, he lifted the blanket, put his pants and clothes in one go, put them on, and came out of a dusty baseball bat from under the bed, and said, "Let's go." ”

Meng Yi glanced at him and let him do as he pleased.

The two rushed down the boys' dormitory in a hurry, and after Meng Yi went downstairs, his speed soared and he ran towards the girls' dormitory.

The fat man carried a baseball bat, followed closely, and when he saw Meng Yi taking him in the direction of the girls' dormitory, he wondered: "Isn't this the direction of going to the girls' dormitory?" You're going to beat up the administrator of the girls' dormitory? ”

"Less nonsense." Meng Yi's face was calm, and he didn't have the slightest intention to joke with him.

The men's dormitory is not far from the girls' dormitory, which is about three to five hundred meters away.

As they spoke, they had reached the edge of the girls' dormitory.

When he walked around the high fence and came to the main entrance of the girls' dormitory, Meng Yi really saw a bunch of gangster-looking young people gathered together not far away, smoking cigarettes.

As soon as he saw these people, Meng Yi clenched his hands into fists, and instantly burst into a crisp clicking sound.

The fat man noticed the change in Meng Yi, pointed at the pile of gangsters, and said in surprise: "Nurse, don't tell me that you are going to fight with them." ”

Meng Yi's face turned pale, and he snorted, "It's them." ”

The fat man took a breath of cool air, counted the points with his hand, and said with a nervous face: "Seven...... There are seven of us, and the two of us can beat seven of them? No kidding, okay? ”

"If you're scared, you can stand aside and watch the show." Meng Yi's face was expressionless.

He was indeed furious early in the morning.

If these thugs had come at him, he wouldn't have been so angry. However, these thugs had to keep an eye on Lin Jia'er, and they were still guarding under her dormitory.

This bullying girls like this, it's clear that it's bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, isn't it?

"What are you bastards doing? What do you want to do here? As soon as Meng Yi walked over, he pointed at them and yelled.

The seven young people who were smoking, when they heard Meng Yi's provocative voice, lined up seven of them. One of the yellow-haired men grabbed a cigarette butt and threw it at Meng Yi, scolding: "What's the matter with you? Get out of the way. ”

With the flame of the cigarette butt, he drew an arc in mid-air and flew towards Meng Yi, Meng Yi was as fast as thunder, suddenly jumped up in the air, and kicked horizontally into the void.

Then, the flame of the cigarette butt was kicked back by him and smashed into the yellow-haired face.

"Ouch!" Huang Mao was scalded, covering his face and screaming.

The other six people, seeing that Meng Yi was not good, immediately took action and rushed towards Meng Yi.

Meng Yi stepped on the spot, stepping into a two-word tongs sheep and horses, which was the starting style of Wing Chun. The six people pounced, his eyes were fast, he hit one by one, the speed of the action was dazzling, and in a few blinks, he gave each of these six people a hard slap.

Immediately, the six people who had suffered a small loss, their faces were hideous, they reached into their pockets, and took out their knives.

The fat man who was standing on the side watching the play swallowed his saliva violently, seeing that these gangsters were about to stab Meng Yi with a knife. As a good roommate in China, he couldn't stand aside and watch the play so unrighteously, and suddenly gritted his teeth, mustered up his courage, and rushed over brandishing a baseball bat, smashing a person's head.

The baseball bat has a lot of weight, and it is very effective to smash people's heads.

When the stick went down, the man's head immediately turned red, and then he swayed a few times, and he couldn't stand steadily.

The fat man made such a heavy hand for the first time, and his whole body trembled a little, but this shot was like a demon, and he couldn't stop anymore. It seems that a ghost makes a god send a god, carrying a baseball bat and smashing one by one.

As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, and the knife in the hands of these social gangsters is not as long as the baseball bat in the hands of fat people.

Wherever the baseball bat hits, it hurts when it hits, and it is red when it rubs it.

The fat man was so excited that he yelled like a pig, and at last he grabbed one of them and threw the iron rod at him.

After seven or eight sticks were smashed down repeatedly, the man's head was bleeding and shrunk on the ground and shrunk into a hedgehog, without even having a chance to beg for mercy.

Seeing this scene, Meng Yi hurriedly pulled the fat man back. This is in school, and it is okay to beat people, after all, these people are outside the school. And if you kill someone, you will break the law.

"Fatty, it's okay."

Tear the fat man apart, and the fat man gasps for air. For a while, he looked domineering and pointed at a group of gangsters with a baseball bat: "Try it arrogantly, and try it again in front of Lao Tzu?" ”

A group of thugs were frightened, held the wounded, and slipped away with their tails between their legs.

Meng Yi is not interested in chasing and fighting, the strength of these gangsters is too poor, there is no need for him to make a move, even the fat man can easily solve it. Now that the fat man has made them popular, it can be regarded as a lesson enough, and they have to be forgiving and forgiving. You can't kill them all in a fit of rage.

As soon as the gangsters slipped away, in the girls' dormitory, a shadow suddenly floated out quickly. Her face was anxious, and she looked very worried, "Meng Yi...... Are you okay? ”

When Meng Yi turned around, he saw that the person who came was Lin Jia'er.

Today, she is dressed in white and snow, chiffon light shirt, and white slim trousers. It looks extraordinarily slender and wonderful.

"It's okay." Meng Yi shrugged.

Lin Jia'er trotted over, looked concerned, checked his whole body, and found that it was really fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "I saw you fighting just now, for fear that something will happen to you......"

"It's just a few little gangsters, and nothing will happen yet." Meng Yi is breezy and light.

Lin Jia'er glanced at him seriously, and suddenly lowered her head, her face was a little red: "Thank you, you helped me again." ”

Meng Yi smiled slightly, and said in a calm tone: "It's nothing, forget it, this is also me hurting you." Those people must be the accomplices of the gangsters I beat up last time. ”

Lin Jia'er hung her head, a little embarrassed, and suddenly raised her head to look at him, and said, "But I still want to thank you." ”

Meng Yi shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.

The fat man came over with a salivating face at this time, and said, "Lin Da Beauty, and me, those gangsters just now, but I ran away." ”

"Thank you, fatty!" Lin Jia'er grinned and nodded at him.

The fat man burst into tears: "I'm not called Fat, my name is Gao Qiong......"

Lin Jia'er covered her mouth and laughed, "Have you eaten breakfast?" Why don't I treat you to breakfast? ”

As soon as these words came out, the fat man and Meng Yi both felt good and nodded together.

"Good!"