Xia Wei, as the culprit who provoked the fight between the two gangs in Leshi, patted his ass and was free. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The battle between the Black Panther and the Tiger Gang led to martial law in Leshi that month, and the two gangs were even more injured, encroached by other forces, and disappeared into the long river of history.

Back at school, it was already noon, Sunday, the cafeteria was not on fire, Xia Wei had no choice but to deal with it in the small shop outside the school.

A cool breeze blows, taking away the last touch of heat, geese fly south, on both sides of the road, the leaves turn yellow, slowly falling, only the maple leaves, gradually turning red, people can't help but think of a poem, "frost leaves red in February flowers", unconsciously, autumn comes, this is the harvest season.

On the court, there was a lot of hustle and bustle, and the students who returned to school cherished this hard-won rest time.

When I came to the old position and lay down, on the sloping lawn in the back garden, the thick warmth was sprinkled and the cool breeze was blowing.

Under the lawn, on an open-air badminton court, two young and beautiful female classmates were sweating, and on the bench on the side, several girls were chatting.

The tranquility of the afternoon made Xia Wei sleepy, and his eyes slowly closed.

I don't know how long it took, a pleasant and crisp laugh sounded on the side, Xia Wei was woken up, blocked the sunlight with his hand, squinted, and looked sideways.

'Shui Ruotong. A face that could not be forgotten in his memory appeared in front of him, with short dark and beautiful hair slightly curled down, looking a little playful and lovely, with an unforgettable smile on his goose-egg-like face, slender willow eyebrows, brown eyes covered by long eyelashes shimmering like elf, the high and narrow bridge of the nose, delicate with softness, ruddy and full cherry mouth, exuding the charm of youth.

Looking at him, a lyric came to Xia Wei's heart: 'A short-haired woman can also be sexy and cute.' ’

She is Shui Ruotong, Xia Wei was the object of her crush in high school, although she was in the same class, she didn't say a word, which is not a pity.

In the past, Xia Wei, because of the acne on his face, seemed too inferior and did not dare to blaspheme the people in his heart.

At this time, Shui Ruotong held the two better girlfriends in the class and walked on the green corridor not far from Xia Wei.

"Oh, good memories." Xia Wei's eyes flickered, smiled slightly, and lay down with relief, closing his eyes.

Now he is no longer the same person he used to be, no matter how beautiful Shui Ruotong is, in his heart, he can't blow a ripple, he can only say that he touched the eternal memory.

"Tongtong, isn't that Xia Wei from our class?" Li Bailei looked at Xia Wei who was resting on the lawn, and a different color flashed in her eyes, although she was not as stunning as Shui Ruotong, she was also in the middle and upper position, in modern terms, silly and sweet.

Li Bailei and Xia Wei are both primary school classmates and have a great relationship.

Xia Wei in high school, his personality slowly changed to introverted, and only for those who were closer to him, he would let go of the unknown side.

Taciturn, this is the appearance of Xia Wei for three years.

"Really, he's lying there asleep?" Cao Mengxin looked in the direction pointed by Li Bailei and saw Xia Wei lying there basking in the sun with a look of enjoyment.

"Did you notice that he has lost a lot of acne in the last two weeks?" Li Bailei said suddenly.

"Yo, our Xiaobai cares about someone so much, isn't it spring." Shui Ruotong looked at Xia Wei carefully and found that as Li Bailei said, the acne on his face, who usually didn't have much sense of existence in the class, really disappeared, revealing his delicate cheeks.

"Tongtong, what are you talking about, who is going to die." Li Bailei stomped her feet shyly, and her hands went around the itch of Shui Ruotong.

"Otherwise, why care so much about someone? But seriously, Xia Wei, who doesn't have acne, looks pretty good, Xiaobai, you have a good eye! Cao Mengxin mended the knife on the side, and pretended to be ambiguous, so that Li Bailei's originally white little face rose two red clouds.

"Yo, Tongtong, look, we are shy." Cao Mengxin seemed to have discovered a new continent and shouted around Li Bailei.

"Hmph, don't talk about it, you guys bullied me." Li Bailei covered her face and turned away.

"Haha, do you want me to go out and make sure to get everything out of your sweetheart." Cao Mengxin refused to let go of Li Bailei and secretly whispered in her ear.

"Hmph, ignore you, Tongtong, let's go." Li Bailei took Shui Ruotong's hand and walked back.

"Okay, Xinxin, don't make trouble, don't you see Xiaobai crying!" Shui Ruotong covered her mouth and laughed softly.

The conversation between the three little girls reached Xia Wei's ears without leakage, and in this regard, Xia Wei raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, without making any comments, at most sighing, youth is so good.

'Huh? What's going on? How can there be ability fluctuations? Suddenly, Xia Wei's brows furrowed slightly, and he sat up suddenly, looking to the west.

'Interesting, let's go check it out first. Xia Wei's curiosity was aroused, and he was ready to go over to see who was sacred.

Avoiding the crowd, Xia Wei left the back garden of the school and rushed to the west.

"0095, how do you think about it? Do you continue to resist senselessly, or do you want to go back with me? ”

"Phew, even if I die, I won't go back to that filthy place with you."

"0095, you can't beat me, stop struggling."

"Hmph, whoever killed the deer, that may not be."

In the distance, Xia Wei heard the sounds of fighting and conversations in the jungle, and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

'What is this?' Art teacher? Rushing to the scene, Xia Wei stood on a tree and looked down, and saw a man and a woman struggling, the man was entangled in flames, and from time to time he threw out a fire fist, while the woman was much embarrassed, holding an ice sword, constantly resisting, and was burned in many places.

‘0095？ Interesting, is it Mr. Zheng's number? Xia Wei thought silently in his heart.

The woman below is Xia Wei's art teacher, named Zheng Bing, as her name suggests, with an indifferent and frosty personality, which is difficult for ordinary people to approach.

"Hmph, Hades doesn't work, fire tornado, give it to me."

A furious flame rose from the man's body, swirled into a tornado, and swept away.

"Ice Storm."

Zheng Bing's face was cold, his forehead was sweating, and he urged the ability with all his strength, causing the moisture in the air to quickly condense and form particles, and the ice sword in his hand was projected out, and a blizzard gradually took shape under the leadership of the ice sword.

'Yo, magnify it. Xia Wei sat on the tree and commented leisurely, the two people below, Xia Wei saw through their cultivation at a glance, the male is the third stage of the soldier, which is the same as Xia Wei's current cultivation, and Zheng Bing is only the second stage of the soldier, and when he releases an ice storm, the ability will dry up, and the ending is naturally self-evident.