Looking at the sneering faces, Belle said angrily: "Quick! Clarke! Say something! ”

Clarke's face was calm.

He has seen this kind of thing a lot, and he has long been used to it.

But the girl looked at the silent Clark, and the anger in her eyes gradually turned to astonishment.

Why don't you speak?

If it was someone else, it would have been said a long time ago.

"You don't know yet, he's a softie!"

"Hahaha!"

"Soft eggs! Soft eggs! ”

"Shh

Listening to the ridicule, the stunned in Bailey's eyes turned into disgust and incomprehension.

Why don't you return the favor?

Is this really a soft egg? She looked away?

Clark put on his headphones, dropped the ball at his feet, and got up and walked out of the playground.

"Haha, he's a softass! His dad must be a soft egg to raise such a useless thing! ”

Clark paused, and turned to look at the boy who had just spoken.

The boy looked at Clark mockingly, gestured, and said, "Come on, coward, help me kick the ball over!" Shrewd! ”

Clark took a deep breath, turned up the volume of the music, and walked towards the ball.

Seeing this scene, Belle covered her mouth in surprise and disgust.

She really misread Clark.

As soon as she transferred here, she noticed Clark at a glance who was different, but she didn't expect Clark to be such a weak person.

Clark looked at the boy with a mocking face, stood still in front of the football, and ...... Lift your feet!

"Whoosh!"

The black-and-white soccer ball flew past the boy's face with a gust of wind and then vanished.

The boy looked at Clark in horror with a cold sweat on his forehead, while the others looked at Clark in shock.

That kick was horrible, if the football hit them in the face......

Just thinking about it, the boys shuddered unconsciously.

"Ha, hahaha! Kick crooked, right? I thought you were so good! Return our balls! ”

The boy swallowed and laughed at Clark again.

Clark stepped over.

"What do you want to do?"

The boy straightened his chest and glared at Clarke, while the others approached and surrounded him.

"What did you just say?"

Clark took off his headphones and looked at the other party and asked gently.

The boy looked at his companion, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "I said you were a soft egg!" ”

Clark shook his head and said, "No, what did you just say about my dad?" ”

"The soft son raised by the soft egg father? Ha ha! ”

Clark with headphones? The rock 'n' roll in his ears is getting more and more intense, as if it is about to explode, but Clark is getting calmer and calmer? A pair of blue eyes look like the surface of a frozen lake.

And then? When everyone didn't expect it? He raised his hand......

"Smack!"

There was a crunch.

The boy who spoke was slapped in the face by Clark and fell straight to the ground.

Didn't explode in the head? People didn't faint, but they were a little confused? The head is buzzing.

"You dare to hit me!"

The boy looked at Clark angrily and tried to stand up, but his legs were a little weak.

Clark nodded and said, "Yes, I hit you." ”

"Give it all to me!"

The boy roared.

Seeing this, the boys, who were stunned by Clark's slap, rushed towards Clark with fists.

Clark raised his hand......

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Bang Bang!"

One slap per person? Clark is fair, even under his control? The power of each slap is guaranteed to be exactly the same.

In a few seconds? Clark fell to the ground all around? They cover their right cheek in unison? looked at Clark in horror, as if he had seen a demon, and some even had tears in their eyes because they were afraid.

Clark looked at a few people condescendingly and said, "Does it hurt?" ”

A group of boys nodded quickly.

Clark said lightly: "It hurts? Just cry for me! ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand again.

Seeing this, the boys were really scared and cried.

Clark put down his hand, looked at the other people on the playground who were already dumbfounded, and said to Bailey, who was already looking stupid not far away, "Hey, Bailey, you should call the teacher." ”

Belle's head blanked and she turned and ran.

On the football field, Clark stood quietly, surrounded by his peers who were sitting or lying on the ground, crying bitterly, the scene was very spectacular.

Looking at this scene, Clark muttered, "In the future, there shouldn't be anyone who says those excessive words, right?" ”

He swept his eyes and cried, but the crowd that did not dare to move raised his hand again.

The children hurriedly shut their mouths.

Clark whispered, "Remember?" ”

Everyone nodded.

"The teacher came in a while, what do you say?"

Clark said lightly.

"Let's just kick the ball!"

"Fall!"

"Hit it yourself!"

Clark nodded.

He just didn't want to meet them in general, after all, they were just thirteen or fourteen-year-olds.

But to say that he can, to say that his father, then it will not work.

His father told him that kindness is a nature and kindness is a choice.

When his kindness is trampled on, and his kindness is made more excessive by others as weakness, he can put away his kindness and take out his fist.

However, the strength of the fist must be mastered.

Soon, the teacher came here.

When he asked, the children who were scared by Clark gave their reasons, but none of them said that Clark hit him.

The teacher had to call them to the office.

But no matter what he said, the kids didn't dare admit that Clark had done it.

The image of Clark just slapping a person really scared them.

In the end, the matter had to be settled.

Letting the children leave, the teacher looked at the backs of everyone as if they were fleeing, sighed and shook his head.

"Clark!" The teacher called out to Clark and said with concern: "If they want to trouble you in the future, you can tell the teacher." ”

Clark nodded and said, "Thank you, teacher." ”

As the words fell, Clark turned to leave.

Tell the teacher?

Then the teacher will definitely call the parents, and the last ones to be beaten are the parents.

Clark shrugged.

After school, Clark got into his car and headed home.

What happened today had no effect on him, because he had encountered it many times over the years and had long been used to it.

Suddenly, he stopped his car and looked into an alley outside the school gate.

There were a few tall and big-bodied kids who looked like high school students, and they were pushing and shoving around the two boys with obvious slap marks on their faces.

With Clark's keen hearing, it could be heard that they were robbing money.

Clark parked the car, picked up several rocks from the side of the road, controlled his power, and threw the stones into the legs of the older children without anyone noticing.

With several screams, the older children fell to the ground holding their legs, and the two boys who were robbed looked left and right in panic, turned around and ran.

Clark looked at the backs of the two, smiled faintly, got into his car, and hurried home.