Chapter 142: Pain Without a Trace

"Who? Look for death! "They are all teenagers and half-sizes, and they are military schools, even if they are gentle and elegant in appearance on weekdays, when they really encounter something like chicken blood, they immediately reveal their original rude inside.

Ma Wenhan looked at the person who tore away the boy, it was the weekend that she met at school a few weeks ago, that is, Qi Zhengye, she saw someone who was quite familiar, she subconsciously showed a light smile, and the original condensed expression of the weekend seemed to be much more relieved after seeing Ma Wenhan's smile.

"Who are you, boy."

One hand clasped Zhouzhou's shoulder, but before he could exert himself, Zhouzhou was already short out of the other party's control, and even reached out and patted the other party's hand, the sound was very loud, obviously the weight was not light, the boy immediately instinctively took a step back, looking Zhou Zhou up and down.

"First-grader, so arrogant?"

"Hey, it's a freshman in Class A, this year's freshman, the bones are a little hard."

Ma Wenhan originally took elective courses in the evening, at that time there were few students in other departments, and it was rare for the teacher to be busy, but the teacher had something to do in the evening, so the elective course was mentioned to the main class in the afternoon.

Ma Wenhan has always been a one-sided person, she will feel weird if she doesn't attend class, there shouldn't be many people who think that people who come to elective classes will come to the main class, but I don't want to meet a person who recognizes her, I just listened to that tone, it should be a third-year student who observed the basic physical fitness elective course when she went to the gym to exercise.

The regular class of basic physical fitness is usually taken by two classes together, this time it is the students of the first grade A and the third grade A of the same junior students. The entire gym was full, and there was no class yet, and Ma Wenhan was also hiding in the corner. If it weren't for the third-grader who recognized him, everyone else would have thought she was just a good-looking boy.

"Are you alright?" The weekend finally spoke, but the object of the conversation was Ma Wenhan.

"It's fine." Ma Wenhan shook her head, and then said, "You are in class?" โ€

"Hmm." Zhou Zhou nodded, looked at the equipment next to Ma Wenhan and saw that the equipment around him was empty, and planned to sit on it.

The lack of sight in his eyes made the third-graders, who had gradually gathered, a little unhappy. It's just that his actions just now were too neat, and now no one takes the initiative to take action, but he doesn't intend to let him go. surrounded a circle, and by the way, Ma Wenhan was also brought in.

"What do you mean?" The boy who had been knocked on the back of the hand by the weekend was now relieved, and he looked the weekend up and down, and found that his height was not much different from that of the third-graders. The boy was a little wary. He raised his arm, and a clear redness and swelling appeared in front of everyone, and anyone who looked at it would probably think that it was the weekend that was wrong.

"Whoever you want to find, go to the door of the art dormitory and guard it yourself."

If you don't want to keep it, just dodge it aside.

The weekend's words were a little cold, which made the boy can't help but prune, and then he seemed to hear the implication of the weekend's words, and his face showed an angry look. Anger made him lose his mind, and he spoke a little unabashedly: "What's wrong? Is this your woman? Still can't speak? โ€

Ma Wenhan really didn't feel humiliated at all. A teenage kid said what your woman and his woman, it's like a five or six-year-old child who painted her mother's heavy makeup and asked you if she was beautiful, Ma Wenhan really only thought it was funny, but he didn't think so on the weekend, what he just said was actually something he had done, and the other party's slightly insulting words made him a little unhappy.

"Less nonsense." Sitting on the apparatus on the weekend, he still planned to calm things down, while the third-year students around him kept talking, and there was a tradition of old students to educate the new students, and this was an opportunity.

The third-graders who have been organic ran to close the door of the gym, and there are still people guarding the door, as long as they see the teacher's figure, they will naturally prompt, although there is also monitoring in the gym, but according to the tradition of the military school, as long as it doesn't go too far, few people will care about it.

"That's right."

There were seven or eight companions around him, and the confidence of the third-grader rushed up again, he didn't eat the loss just now, and he ate the loss just now because he took it lightly.

"Boy, seniors are for respect."

The boy reached out to grab Weekend's collar, and his other hand had already clenched his fist and smashed it towards Weekend's tall nose, this place would be very painful to be attacked, and it didn't hurt too much to really check, and there were various reasons to cover it up, such as hitting the wall, hitting the floor, hitting anything that could be hit.

Ma Wenhan's mind stayed on the boy's shoulder, when he began to move his body, Ma Wenhan subconsciously glanced at the weekend first, when she found that the weekend only shook his body slightly and leaned back, the boy's hand grabbing the collar fell short, and the hand that hit the bridge of the weekend's nose was directly controlled by the weekend's one-handed hand.

"Look for death!" Locking one hand also means that the other hand is locked, and the boy immediately leans sideways and raises his arm sideways, and backhands him to the temple, if this blow is realized, Weekend will immediately become dizzy, and again, the scar here is difficult to verify to the extent of serious injury.

Ma Wenhan's eyes narrowed, this third-grade boy is really good at this kind of attack, does it mean that he has bullied other juniors in the past two years?

The back of his fist, which was carrying the cold wind, was buckled again, and the boy obviously did not expect such a blow from the weekend, not only did he stop his attack with both hands, but he adjusted his arm in a moment of stunnedness, and clasped the wrists of both of her hands with one hand!

The third-grade boy thought it was a little ridiculous, he could be so easily imprisoned by a first-grader, but in fact, the two fingers and three fingers that held his two wrists around him on the weekend were like a vice, and even if he used all his strength, he could not break free.

"Poof~~~"

The sound of fists hitting his flesh sounded in the boy's ears, a sound he had heard many times, he had hit someone else's body, but now, a sharp pain hit his stomach, his legs lost strength for a moment, the whole person knelt on the floor, the sharp pain accompanied by the sour liquid rushed up his throat, he could not restrain himself from opening his mouth.

"Vomit~~~"

Weekend took a step back, looked at the food scraps on the floor, and said slowly: "This way is not unique to you. โ€

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