"Han Xin, relying on Liu Bang, but also himself." Han Yu smiled and said, "You go back first." ”

A flash of loss flashed in Wang Shuai's eyes, but Han Yu walked upstairs without looking back. He stood silently for a long time, punched the wall next to him, and turned back to the classroom.

In the classroom, the voices that had been talking suddenly fell silent. Wang Shuai walked to his seat with a calm face, took out the book and read it quietly.

"Big brother, don't you say he's a talent? How did you turn him down? Zhuo Bufan blinked a little puzzled.

Han Yu said lightly: "He's just hot-headed now, so he wants to mess with us." When he calms down, maybe he will regret it. ”

Zhuo Bufan blinked, only feeling that it was really troublesome to find a talent.

Han Yu and Zhuo Bufan shook around the corridor, and when they saw that there was nothing interesting, they shook out again.

The hurried day passed like this, and Han Yu didn't meet the girl named Xiao Yan again, nor did he meet anyone as interesting as Wang Shuai again.

Even, he didn't see the two groups of people who fought at the school gate that night.

This made him feel a little bored, but fortunately, walking in the campus and breathing a piece of air with those young people made him feel that his heart was a little younger, and he felt a little worthwhile.

Being young means having vitality, firepower, momentum, and drive!

Only those who have ever been young know what a precious feeling it is.

Therefore, the next day, Han Yu and Zhuo Bufan appeared on campus on time again, just like those students who came to school.

The two of them took a broom and shook around the campus very calmly. The principal didn't know what the benefits of receiving a mobile phone were, and he actually suppressed Zhuo Bufan's incident of entering the room and beating people yesterday.

Today, Han Yu decided to separate from Zhuo Bufan. This will not only allow them to discover more goals, but also exercise their ability to take charge of their own affairs.

drove Zhuo Bufan to the teaching building of the first year of high school, and Han Yu himself stayed in the second year of high school. Slowly swaying all the way to the second floor, Han Yu put the broom in his hand towards the opposite window sill, and leaned against the wall to smoke.

Outside, the weather was covered with a layer of milky white cold fog, stirred by the thin morning breeze, constantly changing shapes, just like the underworld surging in Tianshui City now.

What is Rise? To rise is to break the existing order and formulate the rules of the game you want.

The process of stepping on the bones of the existing gainers and bringing the largest piece of cake to their own mouth is not destined to be peaceful.

For Shatian, stepping on the Tempest Gang is just the first step in its rise, and it is also a small step. In Han Yu's heart, he never regarded the Tempest Gang as his real goal.

For Han Yu, either don't do it, or do it, you have to do it to be the best and the strongest!

When a soldier is like this, it is the same when you start a gang and fight for dominance.

Of course, everything is difficult at the beginning, and a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and Han Yu still knows it. So, although he never regarded the Tempest Gang as an opponent, he never underestimated it.

At the moment, the sky is still very weak compared to the Wind Gang. Gangs without little brothers and turf are like toothless tigers, so what can they do?

That's why he went to the territory of the twelfth middle school to develop his younger brother. But how to start, he has not been on campus, in fact, is not very clear.

Secretly sighing to himself, Han Yu suddenly frowned, and he didn't know when there was a pair of bright black leather shoes in his eyes.

"Who told you to smoke here, huh?" An annoying voice suddenly sounded: "Do you know that this practice of yours has seriously affected the normal teaching order of the school?" If everyone is like you, then our school will simply be changed to a big smoke field! ”

Han Yu raised his head and saw a twenty-**-year-old young man with glasses, wearing a black suit and holding a book in his hand, standing in front of him, and said coldly with a condescending look: "Still watching? What are you looking at? Are you still not convinced by what I said? A student like you should have been expelled a long time ago! I really don't know what the school thinks, and it is simply the scum of society to let you scum do nonsense in the school! ”

"Is it that serious about smoking?" Han Yu said a little unpleasantly.

"Do you dare to fight back? You, you're looking for a pump! As he spoke, he raised his hand sharply and twitched it towards Han Yu's face.

Han Yu laughed angrily, so that the master who scolds and beats people without asking questions is also worthy of being a teacher?

He held out two fingers and grabbed his wrist at once.

The teacher's face changed, and he hurriedly tried to pull his hand, but Han Yu's two fingers seemed to be beaten with iron, and they clamped his wrists, making him unable to move a bit.

"You, what are you doing? I warn you, I am your teacher, I have an open class this afternoon, there are guests from the United States to listen to the class, you hurt me, I can't give a lecture, that ruined the itinerary of the American guests, can you afford this responsibility? If you cause a diplomatic dispute, you, you're going to go to jail! ”

Probably because he felt that his reasons were very sufficient, the more he spoke, the straighter he stood on his waist, and finally became loud again.

Han Yu smiled, a shallow smile on his face, but the chill in his eyes became more and more intense: "In prison?" ”

"Of course, ruining the itinerary of an American guest, you know what it is? Count as destroying international friendship! I advise you to let go immediately, otherwise, I will let you go around without eating! ”

"Is the American your father? Are you so filial? The corners of Han Yu's mouth hooked, and suddenly it was a punch in his stomach!

The teacher's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth wide and was about to speak, when Han Yu's fist smashed into his mouth again. The poor child, like a tumbler, was punched twice in succession, and his body was a little wobble.

Han Yu didn't stop, but stretched out his hand, pinched his neck, and shone on the wall with an iron head arch!

Bang!

The blood on his forehead suddenly bubbled up, and the child fell down softly.

Han Yu squatted down, slapped his face with his hand and said, "Does it hurt?" Bear the pain, don't scream, as long as you dare to make a sound, I will throw you down from this window! ”

Seeing him nodding constantly, Han Yu sneered and said: "Just like you, you said that you are embarrassed to be a teacher, you can't teach a few fucking good people, but Han Jian can teach a large group!" Can an American listen to a lecture that can make you like this? Burned, right? ”

"Sun Tzu, remember, don't say it's an American, even if the fucking president of the United States is here, on our territory, you have to do things according to our rules! Don't talk about diplomacy in the future, it's a shame to talk about international friendship! ”

As he spoke, Han Yu slammed his fist on his lips, knocking out his full mouthful of teeth......