The Xue family is really rich, and Xue Pan put on a posture of smashing all his classmates with silver and being the boss of the clan school.

This guy doesn't treat money as money, and on the first day he came to the clan school, he threw a big feast and invited all his classmates to the nearby restaurant to eat and drink.

The rich is the uncle!

Xue Pan immediately gathered a few fellow clansmen around him, and they were not really convinced by Xue Da Fool, but wanted to get money from Da Fool.

The rest of the classmates were ready to move, and the discipline of the ethnology classroom, which had been barely maintained, showed signs of complete collapse.

Jia Cong naturally won't watch it!

He still has to come to the clan to learn something, and his younger brothers have to pretend to be in the clan study, otherwise skipping class and not going to the clan study at all are two concepts.

The classroom discipline that was hard to maintain naturally could not be destroyed by Xue Pan.

And then......

Before the day came for Mr. to give a lecture, the family studies classroom was in a bustle.

Mr. Jia Dairu has not yet come, and Jia Rui, who is in charge of supervising early reading, is nested in the corner, without the slightest intention of maintaining the discipline of early reading.

Xue Pan clicked over as usual, and suddenly became the focus of the entire classroom.

Just when this guy was about to turn on the boasting mode again, and publicize his 'great achievements' and the wealth of the Xue family in Jinling, Jia Yun smiled and walked over to his classmates.

I don't know what he said, so I led Xue Pan to the corner outside the clan study hall, so that most of the classmates in the church house could see it.

The scene that happened after that completely stunned all the students of the entire Ethnology.

Jia Cong, who was tall and strong in the same age, walked up to Xue Pan surrounded by a younger brother.

"Brother Cong, what's the matter with you?"

I don't know if it's because of the lack of a string in his brain, or if he thinks that Jia Cong, who is a head and a half shorter than him, is not a threat, Xue Pan asked with a big grin.

No matter how you say it, I have been mixed with the clan for a few days, and I naturally know that Jia Cong, the big house of Rongguo Mansion, is a tyrant of the clan study.

Of course, Xue Pan won't take it to heart, what kind of clan is a hegemon, he can solve it with silver.

In addition, he was also affected by the rumors in the second room of Rongguo Mansion, and Xue Pan naturally did not take the big house in his eyes.

But the clan study and teaching house were classmates, but they noticed that the atmosphere was not good, but they held their breath and did not dare to speak.

This is a battle between the old and new overlords of the clan, and they don't dare to participate in it at all, even Jia Rui, who has the name of overseer.

"Xue Da, brother, let's discuss something!"

Jia Cong smiled and spoke, and beckoned back without turning his head.

Xue Pan looked curiously, and happened to see Jia Cong's two and a half young brothers, whose faces were flushed, and one of them moved a very common stone lock for exercise.

Looking at the posture of the two halves of the teenagers, the stone locks in their hands are afraid that the weight is not light.

I was puzzled, I didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Jia Cong's gourd.

But the next moment, something happened that almost made him star.

Jia Cong, who seemed to be only more than eight years old and a head and a half shorter than him, a young man who was about to become an adult, easily lifted the two stone locks in one hand.

"These two stone locks, twenty pounds each!"

With a stone lock in one hand, Jia Cong could still speak in a relaxed tone, and suddenly picked up the windmill with both hands, and the stone lock with a small volume carried the sound of whistling wind, drawing one big circle after another in mid-air.

That's not all, Jia Cong was holding the stone lock and windmill in both hands, and at the same time, he could still walk calmly towards the stunned Xue Pan.

"Brother Cong, what are you doing?"

Feeling the wind brought by the roar of the stone lock, blowing his cheeks painfully, boundless terror suddenly rose in Xue Pan's heart, his chubby face trembled wildly, his face turned pale and hurriedly retreated.

"Nothing!"

Jia Cong continued to pick up the windmill with the stone lock in both hands, and said in an unhurried tone: "Seeing that Brother Xue wants to be the boss in the clan school, I, the former boss, am not convinced, so I want to compete with Brother Xue!" ”

Xue Pan's face turned green when he heard this, he never expected to encounter such a thing.

Carefully swept his eyes and flew up in Jia Cong's hands, and the two stone locks whistling in the wind were not small, for fear of accidentally touching each other, but he was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

I knew that Jia Cong was so violent, and I didn't dare to kill him in the Jia clan.

"No, no, Brother Cong must have misunderstood!"

Xue Pan retreated and explained in a panic: "I never thought of being the boss in the clan school, Brother Cong, you are still the boss, I am I, I am willing to be the little brother!" ”

When he said this, he himself felt rather ridiculous.

Thinking about him Xue Dabawang, when has he been threatened like this?

Pity......

Feeling the howling wind blowing from the stone lock in Jia Cong's hand, the aggrieved and unhappy ideas in his heart were all replaced by terror.

He never expected that eight-year-old Jia Cong would be so fierce and domineering.

Heroes don't suffer immediate losses......

He was holding some ulterior motives in his heart, and suddenly the black shadows of the two camel stone locks in front of him quickly magnified, and in his panicked screams, two muffled bangs smashed out two shallow pits in front of his feet.

Xue Pan's face was pale and covered with cold sweat, and he was so frightened that he squatted on the ground, looking at the two stone locks that smashed into the ground in front of his feet, and he was panicked for a while, and he didn't even dare to take a breath of air.

This time, he was really frightened, and even felt the breath of death.

That is, the brain lacks a string, otherwise I am afraid that I will have peed my pants at this time.

"Brother Xue——, is what you just said true or false?"

Jia Cong was very satisfied with the previous masterpiece, walked up to Xue Pan and squatted down, and said with a smile: "That's what you want to be a little brother!" ”

"Really, really, absolutely really!"

Xue Pan was like a frightened rabbit, crawling away from Jia Cong, and now Jia Cong's rather heroic face was similar to a demon in his eyes, and he didn't even have the courage to take a second look.

"Since it's a little brother, you have to be honest and obedient!"

Jia Cong was not polite, pointed to the two stone locks on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "I won't toss you either, each of these two stone locks will be raised twenty times!" ”

As he spoke, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and his eyes looked at Xue Pan very sternly.

This......

If he could, what Xue Pan wanted to do most now was to escape from the dangerous place of Jia Clan, and glanced back at the direction of the gate, only to find that the gate was closed at some point, and the little brother next to Jia Cong was still blocked there.

"Well, you're reluctant?"

Jia Cong's eyes were cold, and he asked in an unkind tone: "Do you want me to help, it's good to throw it directly on you!" ”

"No, no, no, I'll lift it, I'll lift it, can't I lift it?"

Xue Pan's face turned even paler, and he hurriedly got up from the ground, and with great effort he lifted a stone lock, and his face turned red before he could barely lift it high.

Really Nima is heavy!

roaring in his heart, Jia Cong stared at him, he didn't dare to stop, biting his cheeks and struggling to lift the twenty-pound stone lock, again and again......