"Haha......" The man in a Nike costume seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world, hugged his stomach and began to laugh wildly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The helpers behind him also looked at Zhang Yi with a monster-looking look, their faces full of disdain and sarcasm.

You have to have a bottom line for bragging, right? One person fights ten? Do you really think you think of Bruce Lee?

Zhang Yi twisted his neck and turned his ankles, ignoring the contempt of these people. Because he knew that when his fist was smashed on his body, the bodies and minds of these people would definitely rotate one hundred and eighty degrees.

Oh no, three hundred and six is also possible.

"Yo, the little white face has learned to warm up?" The man glanced at Su Qianwei, who was not far away, and then said to Zhang Yi in an arrogant tone.

In his opinion, this is the best time to show his manly style. The more he behaves, the more he behaves, maybe the new school girl in the school will like him because of this, so he will work so hard to die.

"Bang!" Before the man could reach his pocket and smoke a cigarette, Zhang Yi's flying leg kicked him in the stomach. Immediately, his body spun three times in the air like a bamboo dragonfly, and he felt that his internal organs were crowded together, and he was about to die in severe pain, and then he was getting closer and closer to Mother Earth.

If this leg is replaced by the previous Zhang Yi, it will not be able to kick it out no matter what. The legs are stiff and can't be split, and forcing this extremely chic action is simply looking for guilt. But now it is different, Zhang Yi's whole body quality is not much worse than that of professional gymnasts, and it is naturally like an arm.

The other ruffian-clad students saw that Zhang Yi was brave and strong here, and hurriedly ran to the injured man to help him up, not even having the courage to look up at Zhang Yi.

Where is this TM personal? Have you ever seen someone who can kick their opponent into the air and fly three laps before landing? Zhang Yi doesn't look like a student now, but like a professional black boxer.

More than a dozen people were so frightened by one person that they didn't dare to move forward, and I am afraid that only Zhang Yi could do it in the whole school. The students who had been so aggressive just now all became as docile as chickens seeing eagles, and they didn't dare to mention the idea of fighting them again.

The injured man's face was covered in mud and there were a few sticks of grass stuck in his head and nose, and he looked ridiculous, not unlike a circus clown.

He is not a coward, at least he has the courage to stare at each other in front of Zhang Yi.

"Aren't you a little unconvinced? Think I attacked you to win the battle? Zhang Yi smiled like the warm sunshine in February, and looked at the dead dog-like man on the ground with interest. The others screamed in their hearts that it was not good, and quickly took a few steps back, in their opinion, this state was obviously a precursor to Zhang Yi's move again!

The injured man spat out a mouthful of blood foam, supported the ground with his arms and struggled to stand up, and finally, with the help of everyone, stood up against the football rack.

"If it weren't for Lao Tzu's carelessness, you could easily hurt me?"

This man actually still has two brushes, at least he has studied taekwondo for thirteen years, and he also has a black belt certificate. Most importantly, he has also represented the school in many provincial and national competitions. Because of this, he was chartered to start a taekwondo club at the school.

Speaking of which, it's still a ruthless character. It's a pity that he met Zhang Yi this time, a man like a god of war.

"What, it seems that you are really not convinced?" Zhang Yi smiled again, and compared to last time, a little more anger was added to it.

"It's a man, just wait here for Lao Tzu!" The man pointed at Zhang Yi with his middle finger, looked at Zhang Yi with a dead expression, and took out the latest Apple mobile phone from the compartment of his jacket.

"Hey, I'm in a little trouble here. That's right, call all the brothers. Don't worry, I can settle the people in the school security room. Slip a little bit ......."

After making the call, he actually took out a cigarette and inhaled it by himself.

Perhaps, in his opinion, it is easy to beat Zhang Yi into a pig's head this time.

There were more and more students around to watch the excitement, all of them showed very exciting expressions, no one stepped forward to pull the shelf, and more of them were looking at the calm and calm Zhang Yi with the eyes of a good show.

"It's over, this kid doesn't know the depths, he provoked Mao Hongyu, and he was beaten into the hospital after a while......"

"Yes, it's not good to mess with anyone, you have to mess with this little bully......"

The crowd suddenly became noisy, and when Zhang Yi scanned everyone with cold eyes, it slowly fell silent.

"Do you want to engage in group fighting? Are you sure you don't regret it? Zhang Yi no longer looked at the man, and turned his back directly to Su Qianwei, who had an expectant look on her face, and said in a voice without waves.

"What? Don't dare? After beating Lao Tzu, you want to leave so easily? How can there be such a good thing. It's a man waiting for a big one, don't run away like a. The man's tone became even more arrogant, with white smoke rings in his mouth, looking unlucky that he was about to put Zhang Yi to death.

"Okay, that's what you said. I don't dare? I'm afraid that you don't dare to be true. Remember, don't run away like a grandson for a while. Zhang Yi began to sneer in his heart, since you don't measure yourself and want to fight me to the death, then there is nothing to show mercy. But on the surface, it was still the same calm as before, as if the man's words did not arouse his anger in the slightest.

"Hey, well, I'm Zhang Yi, here in the football field. Call all your brothers, yes, come to the big one. You're only given three minutes. ”

Zhang Yi took out the somewhat rustic domestic mobile phone, and spoke in a reasonable and orderly manner in the eyes of everyone who laughed at him.

In the boys' toilet in the school building.

"Huang Mao, go and call all the brothers! I want to see who doesn't open his eyes and dares to bully me Li Guochao's boss! Li Guochao, who still had scars on his face, stomped on the Chinese cigarette in his mouth on the soles of his feet, rubbed it vigorously, and showed a fanatical expression on his face like a beast smelling blood.

To say that this Li Guochao is worthy of being the leader of Longjie Middle School, his appeal to speak is far from being comparable to that of some chickens and kittens. With just such a sentence, the corridor was suddenly filled with the sound of rapid running, and nearly a hundred students were gathered in less than a minute.

"Brothers, the boss is in trouble, rush to the football field for me!"

……

Two minutes later, there were more than 40 boys in taekwondo uniforms standing on the football field. Looking at the posture, it's really a bit bluffing.

At this time, two patrolling security guards noticed the growing crowd and walked over slowly.

"What's going on here? Is there a fight and a problem? The burly fat middle-aged man shouted into the crowd with a rubber stick in his hand.

"Uncle Hong, it's okay, I'll call my brothers to play football. I'm here, it's fine. The injured man handed a box of Hibiscus King in his pocket to the man, and said with a flattering look.

"Well, since Xiao Mao is here, then I'm relieved. Remember, be careful when you play. The middle-aged man withdrew from the crowd contentedly and said to the injured man in a majestic voice.

"Boy, Lao Tzu's people are here. What about your people? It's not like you're afraid to come, is it? As soon as the security guard left, a sneer flashed on the injured man's face, and he looked at Zhang Yi with even more disdain.

"Wait a minute, one more minute at most. If they don't come, I'll play with you. Zhang Yi spread his hands, his face did not change, showing an indifferent expression.

Not long after he finished speaking, there was a rush of angry scolding from the ground in the distance.

"Hurry up for Lao Tzu, this is the first time the boss has asked us to do something!"

The newly lit half of the cigarette in the injured man's hand fell silently on the lawn, not even noticing that it had burned to the soles of his sneakers.

"Alright, here comes my brothers. It's time to get started! Zhang Yi turned around, put his hands on his waist, stretched his waist, and yawned by the way.

Looking at the arrogant man just now, there was no blood on his face, and he sat on the ground.