Chapter Ninety-Two: Fighting in a Group
Without waiting for Meng Xing to figure out the end of the matter, Zhao Xuejun had already said coldly: "This matter is over like this, if you dare to fight again in the future, be careful that I will punish you." ”
Zhao Xuejun's gaze was on Meng Xing's body, which seemed to be a warning.
A few days ago, Meng Xing let the picture of the student dying and coming back to life in pain, which left a deep impression on him.
"That's it! Let's go back to class! ”
Meng Xing followed a group of people out of the teaching room in a daze, never expecting that things would develop like this.
Compared with Meng Xing and the others, who were silent, the other group of people had a grinning look on their faces, and their faces were full of expressions of returning victoriously.
One of them, with a horse face and a slightly burly figure, waved his fist more ostentatiously, and said in a slightly flamboyant tone: "What bullshit kung fu, it's so powerful, it's not that I punched it down!" ”
Meng Xing's footsteps paused, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the person, looking at the other party's appearance, where there was the slightest hint of guilt and apology.
As soon as he recalled Shen Yang's half-dead appearance lying on the hospital bed, Meng Xing felt that the anger in his heart couldn't stop burning.
At this time, a person next to him explained in a whisper: "That person's name is Zhao Taowu, and he is Zhao Xuejun's son." ”
Meng Xing's spirit was shocked, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and he saw that the person did look a little similar to Zhao Xuejun.
Meng Xing's footsteps paused slightly, and he walked directly to the other party.
The group of people who were giggling and making noise before stopped one after another after seeing Meng Xing walking straight up.
Meng Xing looked at everyone, his tone was calm, but he couldn't hide the anger in his heart: "After school, Xiaolin!" ”
As soon as this sentence came out, Meng Xing felt a sense of relief in his body and mind.
What fights are bad, what reports to the teacher, all hell, at his age, he should have revenge, revenge, grievances and complaints, and be an adult.
"Huh!"
Zhao Taowu sneered, looked down at Meng Xing, and unabashedly ridiculed: "Whoever doesn't show up will be a bastard!" ”
Meng Xing nodded, turned around and returned to the classroom.
Soon, the morning passed.
Meng Xing had just walked out of the classroom, but he saw Liu Jie and the others already hurrying over, "Meng Xing, you can't go, those bastards are all beaten in groups, and they also carry weapons." ”
Meng Xing's heart chuckled, and there was a faint feeling of panic in his heart.
After these few months, Meng Xing felt that his martial arts had made substantial progress, but when he thought about those figures who were half a head taller than him, he heard that they were still carrying weapons.
For a while, Meng Xing only felt timid.
"Whoever doesn't show up is a bastard!"
Zhao Taowu's voice sounded in Meng Xing's head, and then he took a deep breath, looked at a few people and said, "If you lose, you won't lose!" But...... If I have any shortcomings, remember to put me in the hospital! ”
As he spoke, Meng Xing walked directly to the grove.
Liu Jie and the others glanced at each other, and then followed behind Meng Xing.
When Meng Xing's group appeared in the grove, Zhao Taowu and the others were already waiting in the grove.
Compared with Zhao Taowu and others, Meng Xing and others are like a group of children who have not grown up, which makes their eyes look very confident and superior.
Meng Xing swept around, saw that they were only holding sticks and other tools in their hands, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, took a deep breath, entered a state of calm, locked his eyes on the few people in front of him, and then hooked his hand towards Zhao Taowu.
Zhao Taowu sneered, "Pretend!" ”
Compared with Meng Xinglai, his body size is half a head taller, and the advantage he occupies in terms of body size makes him full of confidence, holding a stick in his hand, and walks straight up.
Meng Xing took a step forward, and his fist roared out, smashing directly into the temple of the opponent's head.
Zhao Taowu's body went limp, and he fell to the ground limply, unconscious.
Seeing the scene in front of me, the space was silent.
The faces of several senior students were confident and mocking, and they were directly stiff.
One by one, the figures fell silent, and many people's eyes widened, and their expressions were full of fear.
Everyone on the field has enough experience in fighting, but when you usually fight, it's not so easy to really take down a person.
Not to mention fighting alone, even if it is a group beating one person, it will take at least dozens of seconds before it is possible to overturn someone.
But now as soon as the two of them got started, Meng Xing knocked people unconscious, how not to shock.
You must know that in terms of size, Zhao Taowu is half a head taller than Meng Xinglai, and he thought it was a stable thing, but now such a big change has happened.
For a moment, everyone couldn't help but think of rumors about Meng Xinghui's martial arts.
Originally, they didn't pay attention to it because of their height and size, but what happened in front of them had to make them believe it.
"Now you see my martial arts, right?"
Meng Xing remembered what the other party had said in the morning, saying that he had taken Shen Yang down with one punch, and now Meng Xing had also taken him down with one punch, which could be regarded as revenge for Shen Yang.
For a while, I suddenly felt that the breath that I was holding in my heart was completely spit out, and my whole body was full of heart.
After the first blow was successful, Meng Xing's confidence rose and he rushed directly towards a group of people.
"Up!"
The figures following behind Meng Xing let out a low roar and rushed forward following Meng Xing's footsteps.
The two groups of people suddenly fought together.
According to the combat power level of the two sides, the people on Meng Xing's side are obviously not the opponents of the other party, and almost the other party can kick one down.
But there is more of Meng Xing, a monster with amazing combat power.
Under his leadership, the originally one-sided battle was quickly reversed.
After only a dozen seconds or so, Meng Xing had already killed the two of them one after another.
Just when Meng Xing was in a big swing, an irrepressible roar resounded in the space: "Stop!" ”
I saw Zhao Xuejun hurriedly coming over with a group of security guards, pulling away the group of people who were fighting.
"Tao Wu! Tao Wu ......"
Zhao Xuejun picked up the unconscious figure and shouted a few times one after another, but found that he couldn't wake up the other party.
Zhao Xuejun raised his head suddenly, his gaze shot at Meng Xing like substance, as if he wanted to break Meng Xing's body into pieces, "What did you do?" How did he stay unconscious? ”
Zhao Xuejun had personally seen Meng Xing treat a second-year junior high school student, and knew that this matter was definitely related to Meng Xing.
Really!
Meng Xing stepped forward, and immediately kneaded several acupuncture points on his body a few times, and then pressed his fingers on the middle of the person.
Zhao Taowu's body trembled slightly, then slowly opened his eyes, and asked weakly: "I...... Where am I? ”
Seeing this scene, a chill appeared on everyone's body.
During this period of time, there were rumors about Meng Xinghui's martial arts, which had spread to half of the school.
But there are far more people who have heard about it than those who have seen it with their own eyes, which also makes some people doubt it, but the scene in front of them has to be believed.
Zhao Xuejun carefully picked up Zhao Taowu, and his eyes saw that Meng Xing first turned red, then turned pale, and then turned iron blue......
Finally, Zhao Xuejun's voice came from between his teeth, "All follow me back to the Academic Affairs Office!" ”