Chapter 50: Just an Accident
"......" Dean Dean was speechless.
Yan Motou glanced at Principal Sun, circled around, and quickly took out eight cameras.
Seeing that the cameras were in the hands of Yan Motou, Meng Chao said again: "It's a fact that Zuo Haoran was injured, but I don't understand, I haven't recovered for a long time, my hands and feet are weak and have no strength, how can I punch so badly?" Teacher Yan, Teacher Wang, and Director Ma, please take a look in front of so many classmates and solve my doubts? Otherwiseβ"
"Otherwise, what, will the school still wronged good people?" The director of teaching stiffened, "Teacher Yan, open it and take a look!" β
Each miniature camera comes with an ultra-clear surveillance screen.
Yan Motou handed eight cameras to the teaching director and several class teachers of the third grade group, and Wang Longjun also grabbed one.
Chu Feixiong and other classmates hurriedly came behind Wang Longjun and stretched their necks to look.
The fighting process was very short, only two or three minutes, the rabbit started to fall, first Meng Chao was beaten to the face full of peach blossoms, and then he pounced on Zuo Haoran, and then, Zuo Haoran flew out while vomiting blood.
Ordinary students couldn't see why, several class teachers were thoughtful, the teaching director's face gradually turned white, but Yan Motou's pupils suddenly contracted.
He gathered several cameras and replayed the last scene several times from different angles at a speed three or five times slower.
Then, with a fierce curse, he strode towards Zuo Haoran on the stretcher.
"Say, what move are you going to use to deal with Meng Chao just now?" Yan Motou raised his eyebrows and glared angrily.
Zuo Haoran's face was pale and he couldn't speak for a long time.
"Say it quickly, if you don't say it, I can find out, and I can't figure out your injury, and the delay in treatment is a lifetime thing!" Yan Motou's voice was fierce.
The momentum of the iron-blooded instructor is not something that Zuo Haoran, who was seriously injured, can deal with, he shuddered, and subconsciously said: "Yes, it's "Heartbreaker". β
As soon as these words came out, the students didn't react, and several class teachers gasped and jumped.
"Will you "Heartbreaker"?"
"Classmates, you actually use "Heartbreaker", what do you want to do?"
"Oh, classmate Zuo Haoran, you are too impulsive, you are too impulsive!"
They were both shocked and annoyed.
The dean of education even covered his face, looking like the general trend had gone.
"Teacher Yan, what is the situation, how Zuo Haoran was injured, we all want to know." Chu Feixiong, on behalf of all the students of Class 6, stood up and said loudly.
Yan Motou glanced at Principal Sun, and saw that the principal didn't say anything, and in the face of the excited students, he could only tell the truth: "Classmate Zuo Haoran used a trick in the competition...... The powerful killing method "Heartbreaker", but he has not yet cultivated to his home, and there is an obstacle to his strength, and the explosive power is condensed on his spine, and at the moment when his strength is full, Meng Chao just smashed his chest with a punch, detonating the power deep in his spine, causing his spine to burst. β
""Heart-Breaking Hammer", which is known as 'a string of whips, nails through the bones'?"
As soon as he said this, a well-informed classmate finally remembered it, and couldn't help but exclaim, "This is a domineering killing method that is used to deal with monsters with rough skin and thick flesh, and the power directly penetrates the internal organs, which can directly burst the heart, Zuo Haoran actually wants to use it on Meng Chao, it's too vicious, right?" β
"I see, he's reaping the consequences!"
"So, Meng Chao is defending himself?"
"It's not Meng Chao who injured Zuo Haoran, it's he who injured himself, and Meng Chao shouldn't be blamed at all!"
Yan Motou sent all eight cameras to the teaching director: "Director Ma, do you have any opinions on my judgment?" β
Ma Qingyun's horse face was almost twisted into a twist, and he changed three or four layers of color, and finally said viciously: "Then, it was always caused by the two of them having a private fight, classmate Meng Chao, why did you run to the grove with Zuo Haoran to fight privately!" β
"Director Ma, again, it's not a private fight, it's an accidental mistake during the discussion, including this trick "Heartbreaker", which Zuo Haoran said in advance that he would demonstrate to me, so I think it's better to characterize the whole thing as 'accident'."
Meng Chao said calmly, "Otherwise, it will be difficult to understand, Zuo Haoran and I have a little contradiction at most, things that can be said in a few words, why do you want to launch such an exaggerated 'a string of whips, nails through the bones, and heart-destroying pounds', things are really big, whether it is for me, Zuo Haoran, Class 6, or our school, what do you think?" β
The dean's face changed.
Several head teachers also frowned.
Yes, student fights are commonplace, but "Heartbreaker" was used during the brawl, and it was filmed clearly, and when this kind of thing spreads, it will be difficult to control the intensity of the escalation.
If it doesn't work out, the overall image of the Ninth Middle School will be damaged.
Even if the director of education himself teaches such a ruthless but self-reliant nephew, his face is disgraceful, which is somewhat an obstacle to his career.
But if it's a classmate who learns martial arts and accidentally misses, that's another matter.
The dean of education was still hesitating, and Principal Sun, who had never spoken, finally opened Chrysostom.
"Director Ma, classmate Zuo Haoran is still lying here, should you send the child to the hospital first? Other classes are still testing, and if it is so noisy, it will affect the future of the children, which is not good? β
The shriveled little old man said weakly, missing a few teeth, speaking leaky, and not imposing.
The dean of teaching seemed to have been hit with a stick, his arrogance suddenly reined, and he bowed his head and said, "Yes, principal." β
"Teacher Yan, classmate Meng Chao here, you can ask the child clearly, how did the accident happen, sort out a report, by the way, look good, don't scare the child." Principal Sun said again.
"Yes, Headmaster!" Yan Demon Subconsciously stood upright, like an iron-blooded instructor facing his own iron-blooded instructor
"Pretty good, pretty good." Principal Sun smiled, returned to the mascot state of napping all day, and walked towards the outside of the grove with his hands behind his back.
The students breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that things were going in the direction of "accidents".
However, Meng Chao should have hit Zuo Haoran's key point by mistake, right? It's not wrong to say that it was unexpected.
Otherwise, how could Meng Chao crack "Heartbreaker"? It's completely unexplainable!
In their complicated gaze, Meng Chao was taken away by Yan Devil.
The two did not go to the office or the political and educational office, but only walked around the campus.
"Test your speed and strength in the morning, how much strength do you retain?"
Yan Motou was unhurried in front, and suddenly asked an irrelevant and strange question.
Meng Chao didn't plan to hide it, and thought about it: "Two or three? β
It's two or three percent now, and it's hard to say in a few days.
"Why?"
"It's not a challenge, it's not interesting."
"Hehe, only the 'Golden Target' can pique your interest? Good marksmanship, who did you learn it from? β
"And my dad, he used to be a sharpshooter in the army, and a few days ago, there was a 'ghost-eyed golden-winged flame worm' that invaded Tianfuyuan, and my dad shot him in the head."
"I see." Yan Motou suddenly stood still, turned his head and said, "Today's matter, you did it on purpose. β
Facing the iron-blooded instructor's suddenly fierce bayonet-like eyes, Meng Chao did not evade, but took a big step forward like a bayonet: "Yes, deliberately." β
Yan Motou said: "I want an explanation." β
Meng Chao shrugged: "It's just self-defense." β
Yan Motou said: "Is it self-defense or preemptive strike?" If you don't fish, Zuo Haoran may not move you. β
"Am I going to pin my fate on someone else's 'maybe'?"
Meng Chao sneered, "Teacher Yan, if there is a fierce monster standing beside you and your family now, do you still have to carefully distinguish whether it is hungry or not, is it possible to let you go, or if it has any difficulties, is it a kind monster, can you come up with a more secure way to solve it?"
"I'm just a high school student, I can't handle everything in everything, I can only dig a pit, stick sharp knives at the bottom of the pit, and then stand behind the pit to see if it jumps, it doesn't jump, then forget it, it has to jump, what can I do, kneel down and beg it not to jump?"
Yan Motou stared at Meng Chao for a long time, and finally said: "Okay, this explanation is acceptable, leave all the troubles in the next place to me to deal with, you can concentrate on preparing for the exam!" β
Meng Chao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled brightly: "Thank you, Teacher Yan, I knew that you were the most just and kind teacher in the school." β
Yan Motou waved his hand: "Don't shoot the fart, I really want to thank me, have you ever thought about going to the military academy?" β
Meng Chao shook his head very dryly: "Fat Bear wants to be a general with a horizontal sword, you can help him more, I'll forget it." β
Yan Devil's eyes flashed: "Why, I don't think you will be disgusted with war." β
Meng Chao had been a reaper for ten years in his previous life, and he also contracted some occupational diseases, he pouted: "Being a soldier is too rude, every time I use machine guns, cannons and tanks, I make a mess of monsters, and I have been ruined by seven points for my resources, so simple and rude, it's not my style." β
Yan Motou laughed: "Oh, then what style do you like?" β
"Delicate, precise, elegant."
Meng Chao recalled, waving his hands unconsciously, as if pinching an invisible scalpel and scalpel, "I like to cut through the skin of monsters, cut through their veins, gently touch their internal organs, collect every drop of blood, peel off every organ unscathed, and put it in a vessel filled with various medicinal liquids, and finally, a hideous monster becomes a piece of exquisite handicrafts, this is the art of harvesting, and I want to be such an artist." β
The expression on his face was full of intoxication, and Yan Motou couldn't help but tremble.
Are all current high school students so perverted?
"One last question."
Yan Motou took a few steps forward and said casually, "That day, you really dreamed that I was dead?" β
Meng Chao was stunned for a while, and then remembered that what Yan Motou said was the day he was reborn.
"Uh, Mr. Yan, dreams are all the opposite, you don't mind this, right?" He scratched his head.
"Hehe, I don't mind at all, but I hope so."
In Meng Chao's surprise, Yan Motou said, "I used to be a member of the regular army of Dragon City 'Red Dragon Army', although I am now discharged from the army, but one day the Red Dragon Army, until death is the Red Dragon Army, the soldier died in bed, it is the greatest shame, since people are born to die, I hope that I can bury myself in the belly of the beast, use my last bone, and pierce the heart of the monster - for every Red Dragon Army, this is the best way to die."
"So, thank you, classmate Meng Chao, for dreaming of my death."
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This time it was Meng Chao's turn to be speechless.
Yan Motou laughed and strode forward.