Chapter 33: Zhang Siying's Care (Asking for Support)

In a word, Yang Ziqi and Yang Dashao were directly pushed to the wall, and at this moment, Yang Ziqi couldn't get down, and his face was blue and white. It's not a good answer. War? After a scuffle, he didn't dare to guarantee whether those guys behind him would make a move. They are all fox friends and dog friends, they can share wealth and wealth, but they are by no means people who can share hardships. Why is he so familiar with them. Because he himself is that kind of person.

Under the scuffle, these people on their side are not righteous guys, in case they all run away. I was really killed. When the time comes, people will die like lamps going out. Find someone to cry to.

No war? If he retreats, then he will have no face. Even though he is just a side child of the Haoyang Yang family. However, here, in Zhenhao Middle School, he Yang Ziqi is still Yang Dashao. It's still a well-known odd few. This is the absence of tigers in the mountains, and the monkeys reign supreme.

If he didn't even dare to respond to the provocation of a civilian, Yang Ziqi felt a shudder when he thought of it. An illusion appeared in his mind. The disdainful expressions and mocking glances of the three young men who were about the same age.

"What are you doing! Is it a group fight? Looks like you have a lot of energy, but there's no room for it. In this case, let Lao Tzu run fifty kilometers. Do 10,000 push-ups, 10,000 frog jumps and sit-ups. A rough voice thought behind Cui Hao's back.

Yang Ziqi's face obviously showed joy, and he took a long breath, Huo Kun came. Now I have a staircase down.

"Teacher Huo, don't get me wrong. We don't mean to fight in groups. It's just an appointment to compete in the afternoon at the tournament platform. Yang Ziqi immediately said.

Cui Hao showed disdain on his face and sneered in his heart. Yang Ziqi was obviously scared. It's so obvious, if you can't see it, the Cui family's previous seventeen years of teaching. Isn't it in vain?

Although he knew, Cui Hao did not force Yang Ziqi to be too sheng. Today's attitude, Cui Hao was determined that Yang Ziqi didn't dare to fight for his life. beheaded him, but he didn't reach that kind of Cheng dΓΉ. Moreover, if it is really murderous, it will be a lot of trouble. This is also quite dangerous for me who has only been out for more than a month.

Turning around, behind him, a man with a height of about one meter seven or eight walked over. The stature is very strong. The beard on his face looks very rough. The hair is explosive. It's not a specially designed hairstyle. It's obviously raunchy to have this table.

"I don't care how much you are conflicted and resentful. Fuck me off now. Huo Kun was not polite. walked up and scolded directly.

Cui Hao felt Huo Kun's strength, his powerful qi and blood, and the momentum he showed. It has definitely reached the level of the fifth layer of the Blood Refining Realm the day after tomorrow. Cui Hao was also a little surprised.

The martial arts are prosperous, and the innate martial artists are only a few, and the entire federation, the combined number of innate level martial artists is only four or five hundred thousand. How many people are there in the world. According to last year's statistics, the world's population has exceeded 8.8 billion. Most of the innate powerhouses are concentrated in the federal army, major families, and super cities such as Yandu, New York City, and London. Then there are the major martial arts academies. As far as Chu Nan is concerned, in the whole province, there are at most a dozen but less than twenty congenital powerhouses.

The fifth-level Blood Refining Realm martial artist is basically very good. In the military, one can work as a lieutenant or as a security adviser in a provincial security company. The best Eton College in Haoyang City, the martial arts instructor is just a martial artist of the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow.

I really can't figure out why such a person would want to nest in such a dilapidated school like Zhenhao Middle School, which is about to close down. It seems that this is also a person with a story.

The first to disperse were all people from Yang Ziqi's side, followed by Zhang Haonan. Guo Weiguang also dragged Cui Hao into the campus.

"Brother Hao, you just came, you don't know the horror of Teacher Huo. At Zhenhao Middle School, you can scold Principal Zhang. Don't offend Mr. Huo. Zhang Haonan whispered.

Next to him, Guo Weiguang also spoke: "I heard that before us, two students were broken by Teacher Huo's legs. ”

"What's going on? When a teacher breaks a student's leg, don't parents care? Cui Hao frowned. Could it be that this Huo Kun is also a ** teacher?

Next to him, Wang Qiang explained: "No, it is said that it was two Xiaokai who insulted a girl and happened to be discovered by Teacher Huo." And so it was. Afterwards, the two parents didn't say anything. I just transferred to another school. ”

After coming to Haoyang, Cui Hao also learned a lot of some folk slang. The so-called small opening refers to some family environments that are good. Start a small company at home. Families who don't have to worry about food and clothing, and are slightly better than the average middle class.

When you walk into the classroom, it's almost time for class. What Guo Weiguang didn't expect was that Cui Hao sat directly in his seat and said, "Guo Zi, you can sit over there." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the two empty desks in the opposite corner. It can be seen that Chen Jie, the class flower, did not come over today.

……

At the gate of the school, after Huo Kun left, Yang Ziqi and these people appeared again. At this moment, everyone's faces were gloomy.

"Qi Shao, I was beaten by that kid like this, Haoxuan's hatred. Let's just forget it? ”

"Huh, that's it? Then what face do we have, in the future, won't those mud-legged people ride on top of us to? ”

Your words, my words, immediately made Yang Ziqi frown, these words are clearly squeezing him. If it is not handled well, then these people will alienate him. Zhenhao Middle School is not the only one who is rare.

"Shut up. Chen Haoxuan, ** control yourself for me in the future. Almost ruined my big deal. Yang Ziqi said to Chen Haoxuan, who was sweating profusely.

Just now, Cui Hao's two feet directly broke his legs. Although it is not the kind of tragic fracture that penetrates all the bones, after all, it is a fracture, and severe pain is indispensable.

Glancing at it, Yang Ziqi said in a deep voice: "Ah Cheng, you drive him to the hospital." I covered all the costs. I have my own opinions on this matter, and in the afternoon competition, I will definitely make Cui Hao directly disabled. ”

In class, for Cui Hao, it is the process of cultivating the Heavenly Trick. Reading is not an important thing at all for Cui Hao. Even, after he and Zhang Siying really confirmed the relationship. Cui Hao even had the idea of dropping out.

The Zheng family and the Wang family, that's a behemoth. It is not enough to rely on the small shares of Chen Lian Pharmaceutical. In school, it's too restrictive. Your own sky is still outside. Only by acting quickly and accumulating strength can we compete with them.

"Huh? Note? ”

Cui Hao felt two knocks on the table and opened his eyes. I just saw a note handed over by the classmate in front of me.

After coming out of the cultivation of Zhutian Jue and stopping his active cultivation, Cui Hao also picked up the note. The handwriting on it is very beautiful.

"Don't compete in the afternoon, okay?"

Seeing this, Cui Hao was also a little moved in his heart, this Nizi cares about herself. She had obviously also heard of Yang Ziqi's strength.

Laughing, Cui Hao patted the back of the classmate in front of him. It was a man with glasses. Seems to be very honest and responsible.

Seeing Cui Hao, he was obviously a little afraid, with an inquiring look.

"Classmate, borrow a pen from you."

Reading and reading Cui Hao's part, it is really strange. Not only do I not have textbooks, but I don't even bring stationery. This is also a place like Zhenhao Middle School. If it was elsewhere, Cui Hao would have been swept away.

Take the gel pen. Cui Hao also wrote, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, and the font was also very beautiful: "Do you care about me?" ”

The note was passed over, and it came back quickly, an angry expression, and then, a left humming expression, the ghost cares about you. I don't want someone to be disabled.

"What if I win? You don't have faith in me. Then, a sad expression.

…… Be careful. If the situation is not right, admit defeat.

Don't change the subject. What if I win? Be my girlfriend.

Let's talk about winning again!

Maybe it's because of the note flirtatious. Zhang Siying looked much bolder, and there were some things that she would definitely not do to her face.

It's actually the same as chatting online. In the virtual world. People will be bolder.

Seeing Zhang Siying's words, Cui Hao also laughed. Two overlapping hearts were drawn. Then, an arrow. Passed through two hearts. It is written on the back that the practice of 500 years in the previous life is only willing to exchange for a look back at your present life. Siying. It doesn't matter if you believe it or not. I feel familiar to you. I firmly believe that you are the love of my last life. At the same time, I have booked this life and the next generation.

Cui Hao is not afraid of being seen by others. With the kind of conflict with Guo Weiguang yesterday. Now in the class, who dares to touch their own things.

This time, about five minutes later, the note was late. The note has been replaced. There is a big fist on it. It's like cheering, and it's like threatening Cui Hao. Then, followed by only one sentence: "I don't accept disabilities." ”

This is Zhang Siying's character, sharp. It seems to be a curse, but it reveals a deep concern and worry.

Looking at this note, Cui Hao was not willing to write it again, but kept it very solemnly. Then, he patted the classmate in front of him: "Classmate, lend me another blank piece of paper." ”

Brush brush brush, write on the paper: "Wait for me, go home together." ”

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