Seeing that Yuan Kuan and Wang Hailin were about to clash.

The other students avoided the two of them from a distance, for fear of getting into trouble.

But Meng Luo walked over and opened his mouth.

"Who is this guy, and he dares to take care of the affairs of the Far Mountain Club."

"It's really terrible, haven't you seen so many people?"

"No, this is the school, does the Far Mountain Club dare to do it?"

"What's not to dare to do, besides, don't play Ming, come to a few black feet, who can say anything? It's better to stay away. ”

"That's right, let's go quickly, so as not to be affected."

Everyone was attracted by Meng Luo's voice, looked at it, and then whispered.

Xiao Ruiguang, who was beside Meng Luo, didn't expect Meng Luo to do this suddenly, his heart sank, and he was careful.

Although there are many clubs in this school, most of them are inconspicuous, and they can only be seen in some competitions.

For example, Fang Yu is like this.

But this Wang Hailin is completely different.

His fame is great, especially among the students, and he is known for his popularity, and it will be very troublesome if he is provoked.

"In these years, anyone really dares to take care of the affairs of the distant mountains."

Wang Hailin, who surrounded Yuan Kuan in the middle, turned cold, whispered softly, and then slowly turned around and gestured to a man on the side.

The man nodded and walked forward.

"Boy, don't be bored."

It can be seen that this person still has some scruples, after all, in school, you can't just do it casually.

"I'm just not used to it, there are more people and fewer people bullying people."

Meng Luo stood in front of the man, did not take a step back, and said lightly.

He remembered that he was beaten by Zhang Zhen and others, and he was alone to call the sky unacceptable, and the earth was not spiritual.

It tastes bad.

"Can't get used to it? So how, do you want to try? ”

Wang Hailin suddenly interjected disdainfully, and the few people who were originally surrounding Yuan Kuan threw Yuan Kuan down at that time and surrounded Meng Luo and the others.

Xiao Ruiguang and the others hurriedly protected Meng Luo in the middle.

There are more people in the distant mountains, and it seems that they are not students at all, but more like thugs.

If it really starts fighting, Meng Luo and the others may have no chance of winning.

Xiao Ruiguang's eyes kept looking around, thinking about what to do.

It's time to do it!

The eyes of the students who were standing in the distance and watching this side lit up, and this posture seemed to be about to fight.

"What are you doing, this is a school, what do you think of here? Go back to your machines, and step aside for those who have nothing to do with the placement match! ”

A teacher suddenly walked over, apparently in charge of the placement competition.

He scolded Wang Hailin and Meng Luo for a while, signaling them to disperse.

At this moment, Wang Hailin walked up from his position, and his eyes first stared coldly at the teacher.

Then he looked at Meng Luo.

"Good luck boy, you remember, we are the Far Mountain Club, if you want to apologize one day, you can just find a random student and ask for our address."

With a cold snort, Wang Hailin walked past Meng Luo's side, and the few people on the side hurriedly followed and went up the stairs on the second floor together.

The teacher who was glared at by Wang Hailin before was stunned in place for a moment, and shivered all over.

He didn't expect that he would be frightened by a student.

He stood for a while before he came back to his senses.

……

"Meng Luo, it's okay."

"It's fine."

Meng Luo shook his head, didn't take Wang Hailin's threat to heart, and walked towards Yuan Kuan.

"How's it going, are you alright?"

Stretching out his hand, Meng Luo patted Yuan Kuan on the stool.

Yuan Kuan was still in a daze at this time, his body was shaking slightly, and he was slapped by Meng Luo, and he woke up.

"It doesn't matter, who are you?"

After sitting in his seat for a while, Yuan Kuan shook his head and smiled bitterly before answering Meng Luo's words.

"My name is Meng Luo."

"Ingot Club Yuan Kuan."

Is there no club for this Meng Luo?

I guess I don't want to say it.

Yuan Kuan was surprised for a moment, and then figured it out.

"I didn't expect that this Wang Hailin didn't care about it at all, if it weren't for your help, I'm afraid I would be in trouble."

Sighing softly, Yuan Kuan's brows furrowed together, he was not tall, he was a little fat.

Such a move makes people look a little funny.

Meng Luo smiled in his heart, but his face did not show it.

Just now he saw the conflict between these two people, and saw Yuan Kuan's brainless questioning, he knew that Yuan Kuan was going to suffer.

This kind of person who has no heart and says whatever he wants, no wonder he is on the list.

"It doesn't matter, those who can help will naturally help, it's just a matter of effort." Meng Luo shrugged, he would say something to help, only because he had the same experience.

As for the rest, I never thought about it.

But when Yuan Kuan heard this, he shook his head, he knew very well what the consequences of provoking Wang Hailin were.

"Yuan Kuan, how are you!"

Yuan Kuan was about to say something, when a man suddenly ran over with a few people.

"I just heard that those people in the distant mountains surrounded you? Damn, really when I'm in the Ingot Club, you're so bullied? ”

The man walked quickly in front of Yuan Kuan, looked carefully, and found that he was fine, so he was relieved.

"It's okay, uncle, this is Meng Luo, he helped me a lot just now."

Yuan Kuan first signaled to him, and then introduced Meng Luo.

"Nothing, it should be done."

"What should be done and shouldn't be done, you have warmed up Wang Hailin in order to help me, this is not a trivial matter, if you are in trouble in the future, you can go to the Yuanbao Club to find me."

Shaking his head, Yuan Kuan interrupted Meng Luo's words, he knew Wang Hailin's character, and even Yuan Kuan himself Wang Hailin dared to do it.

And what about this Meng Luo, whom he had never heard of?

"Thank you, we didn't let people follow Yuan Kuan in this grading competition, I didn't expect such a thing to happen, but fortunately you helped."

Yuan Kuan's uncle solemnly apologized to Meng Luo.

Meng Luo looked at the other party, although his eyes first swept to the mecha badge, but the momentum on this person's body startled Meng Luo.

Platinum One.

The rank can be completely ignored for Meng Luo.

But Meng Luo had a feeling that if he used his mecha to confront the other party, he was afraid that he would not be able to pass even three moves, and he would have to fall.

Could it be that this is the peak of a person's proficiency in skin mechas?

Meng Luo knew that even though the skin mecha was linked to the strength of the game, how a person used the skin mecha was also a reflection of another strength.

It's like one with a gun and the other with a knife.

But the man with the gun will not even pull the trigger of the gun, and the man with the knife has no idea how many lives have been taken.

In Meng Luo's heart, a ** that competed with the other party suddenly rose.