The vase resolutely refused to agree to Chen Fan's request. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info is related to personal safety, what else is there to lose face, take a beating, and be beaten like a pig's head to have face? It's so young and naïve.

If Chen Pan hadn't been beaten in the toilet this time, Hua Xiaohua wouldn't have cared about Chen Fan's toilet at all, but since he had promised Chen Fan's father to protect Chen Pan for a month, he had to protect Chen Fan. It's a responsibility.

Therefore, Chen Pan will have no personal freedom in the future, including between classes, unless he goes home, there is no way, the scope of protection of the flower vase is also outside the scope of Chen Fan's family.

Then the students found a very strange phenomenon, that is, the vase of flowers often went back to the door of the toilet without any trouble.

Of course, it is a good benefit for the little fans of the flower vase, the flower vase usually does not come out, and generally stays in the classroom obediently, and the fans who want to see the flower vase are lying on the window to take a look, and there is no chance to see enough at the door of the toilet like now.

Soon after school, the day students also go home for lunch at noon, and it is not yet October, there is a nap after lunch, the day students can take a nap at home and then rush over, they can also take a nap in the classroom, this noon home meal time is very free, very abundant.

Chen Pan and the vase pushed the bicycle slowly out of the school gate with the current, and pushed it for a while, until the crowd was not so dense and could ride before stepping on the bicycle and riding.

The sun is still quite strong, and the sun is so bright that Chen Fan's eyes are flashing, and the head like the head of the beaten pig has not yet been swollen. The vase wanted to laugh and felt pitiful for him, and there was a little bit of self-blame.

"How do you talk to your mother when you get home?" The vase of flowers worries for him.

"Tell me the truth, how to say it. It's not like my mom doesn't know about this. Chen Pan looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and a few messy dirty footprints on his body were still there.

"The problem is that Auntie must have thought the school was safe like us before." The flower vase said, and the sun made her squint. However, when riding a bicycle, the wind carried by the air flow is still very comfortable on the body.

"I told her that we didn't pay attention before, but now that we do, it will definitely be better. You even followed me to the bathroom, what else, you can't go into the men's bathroom. Chen Pan was also helpless. After all, being protected by a girl and even following the toilet is not a glorious thing.

This is different from the previous thing he took the initiative to ask to mix with the vase of flowers.

Chatting and chatting, I unconsciously arrived at a relatively remote path that must be passed every day, and as soon as the vase of flowers turned in, I noticed that something was wrong. Four or five young people dressed in black faced them not far away, standing or squatting, blocking the road.

Chen Pan followed behind the vase of flowers, and then saw this scene as well. The beaten pig's head-like face panicked and calmed down again, Nima, Lao Tzu is a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. Come on, come on, come on!

The leaves on the side of the road seemed to freeze, and the air under the hot sun carried a hint of tension.

The flower vase rode over as if he hadn't seen anything, and Chen Pan also rode over as if he hadn't seen it. I can't admit it, at least I have to lose people and not lose the battle.

Anyway, I'm going to have to take another beating today. Chen Pan already admits that he is unlucky.

At the moment of passing by, Chen Pan was grabbed by a thug who reached out and grabbed the back seat of the bicycle and had to stop.

"What's the matter?" The vase of flowers turned back in time. There was nothing to pretend not to see before, but Chen Pan was stopped and couldn't continue to pretend not to see it.

"It's nothing to do with you, little girl, just go with you. We're going to clean up this hair. Another thug raised a thumbs up and nodded a little in the air, grinning at the vase of flowers, and released a kindness, but unfortunately this kindness was destined to be let down.

Not to mention that Hua Xiaohua and Chen Pan are in the same group, and now she is entrusted by Chen Fan's father to protect Chen Fan, but she has not been entrusted by Chen Fan's father to protect Chen Pan for a month, as an ordinary classmate, she is so nosy, it is impossible to just leave.

People who practice martial arts, what else do they need to do when they practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies? Eliminate violence and peace, punish the strong and help the weak! Can people still be bullied like this? That's impossible.

"The hairs you said you were going to clean up are my brother." The vase of flowers grinned.

Look what the little thug has to say this time.

"That's okay, one yard to one yard, we don't care, it's just your brother who we're going to clean up, we won't clean you up, little girl, you better go." The thug thought that the vase was frightened, and did not think about how a frightened person could still laugh. Although I thought it was a little strange, I still urged the flower vase to leave quickly.

"To go, we have to go together." Flower vase road.

"Then you can watch from the sidelines, don't be afraid for a while." The thugs were unimpressed.

"That's not good, you're going to beat my brother and let me watch from the sidelines, and won't let me help? When I got back, my mom found out and had to beat me. The vase of flowers continues to talk nonsense. The little girl who defends her brother's image very much is caught.

Chen Pan simply admired the superb acting skills of the vase, and those who don't know it look like a sister and brother.

"You come down." A little gangster with pigtails was very dissatisfied with Chen Fan, who was still riding on a bicycle to watch the excitement, he had no consciousness of being beaten, at least he had to be scared and trembling, how could he still ride on the bicycle so calmly, as if we were all idle and had nothing to do with you.

"Something is coming at me, don't you see my brother hurt?" The flower vase rode to Chen Fan's side and looked at the pigtailed gangster defiantly.

"Yo, there's a thorn in the head." The pigtailed thug clasped his arms in both hands, and it was very unusual for a girl to stand out for a boy. Generally, in this case, the girl is either scared and crying or quickly slips away, where will she rush up to make up.

"Less nonsense. It's not something you can comment on if you don't prick your head, why do you want to say it directly, what are you doing grinding and chirping. "The flower vase is too lazy to talk nonsense with them at this time. I'm a little hungry.

The pigtailed thug was annoyed by what the vase said, and a fist swung over without warning.

The vase of flowers was not ambiguous, pulled the fist of the little gangster, and the two or two of them floated to the left, and then pushed it with his hand, and the little thug staggered forward a few steps, and his legs suddenly fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The other thugs were stunned. The pigtailed thug who knelt on the ground was suddenly ashamed and angry, and his face turned the color of pig's liver.