And the other little boy looked obviously worse than Lu Changrong's hanging color, and his whole face was bloody.

There were still two clear tooth marks on his cheeks, which were bitten and hung on his face, looking indescribably bloody, and the wounds fully showed that Lu Changrong not only moved, but also moved.

In addition to the two bites, there were several nail scratches on his neck, and there was also a smash on his forehead, and the ashes and blood were all on his face.

If a child can fight like this, it means that he is really dead.

Lu Changku's rare is not like the past, being a peacemaker who laughs at everything.

Without a trace, he walked a little more than two steps in front of Lu Changrong, turned sideways, and intentionally or unintentionally covered a small part of him and protected him behind him.

As he stood still, he could feel his sleeve being carefully pulled with a small force.

Lu Changkut immediately blocked the person more tightly.

Most of the teachers in the orphanage here won't really reason with you, Jiang Futing has been in his memory for so many days, and he has already deeply realized it.

There is no such thing as a real truth, because these teachers are the truth, they say what is what they say, what they say is right, and what is wrong is also right.

But if they say the wrong thing, the wrong thing is right.

If there is a contradiction between them, then you have to listen obediently.

If you are picked by the teacher and pulled to educate, you can only blame your bad luck.

And the current way to judge right and wrong, judging from Ying Youlan's current position, is to take the weak as a reason.

What's more, Lu Changrong is already heavy and not very likable, and it is even more difficult to get rid of the crime at this time.

Ying Youlan almost didn't think about it, she squatted next to the seriously injured child, although her tone was still not good, but it was already with obvious bias: "What the hell is going on?" Lu Changrong! Are you causing trouble again? ”

"It's all you, can you settle down a bit? Can you make less trouble? What are you trying to do with people like this? Yes? Do you learn to disfigure people by any means at a young age? ”

Lu Changrong didn't hear anything like a deaf man, and the pestle that didn't say a word was like a needle that fixed the sea after Lu Changrong withered.

Lu Changkut hung up the signboard and smiled, trying to speak well: "My brother is less courageous than me, he shouldn't dare to do it casually, Teacher Ying, do you want to ......"

Before he finished speaking, Ying Youlan began to scold him with his head and face: "Do you have long eyes, haven't you seen people being caught and bitten like this?" Do you two still have a little conscience, you really deserve to be two brothers! Especially your brother, who bites! It's like a brute. ”

Lu Changku's scolding was trembling by her mean words, and the humiliating words almost made his blood boil.

But when he wanted to open his mouth, he found that his throat was so dry that he didn't dare to say even half a word of rebuttal.

Even Lu Changrong's body, which was blocking at this moment, couldn't stand up to Ying Youlan's fierce momentum, and began to sway, his legs became weak.

It's just that standing behind him is his own brother, and he can't say anything and can't fall down, so he can only bite the bullet and let himself stay there.

Just when Jiang Futing was full of worries for Lu Changku, he felt that his body was suddenly pushed by a force behind him, and his body, which had no strength, was easily pushed away.

Lu Chang staggered for a moment before standing firmly, and looked back at Lu Changrong with a stunned expression, he suppressed his voice and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

Lu Changrong raised his head slowly and rarely

A nameless wind suddenly rose around, blowing Lu Changrong's dirty hair even more messy, and the dust was blown away between the strands, and it was covered with new dust.

Jiang Futing has been in Lu Changku's memory for so long, and for the first time, he has seen Lu Changrong's appearance clearly, there is no doubt that he looks exactly the same as Lu Changku, but he has a diametrically opposite temperament.

In particular, the beautiful eyes without a trace of aura were deep and heavy, as if they were filled with a thick layer of loess, as if they had been deducted from a dead person.

Jiang Futing saw that his entire soul was tense.

Is this really the look of a six- or seven-year-old child, not a person who belongs to a seventy-eighty-year-old dragon clock?

Those who were shocked also included Lu Changku, who was at the moment, and Ying Youlan, who was blind and blind in the back.

Lu Changrong's gaze crossed the previous Lu Changku, staring at the injured child with a hunting table, and after staring for a while, he brushed Lu Changku's son, and came out, took two more steps forward, and said in a calm tone: "You said it yourself, why should I fight with you?" ”

"I ...... I ......" The boy held his head weakly under the threat of his strong eyes, and subconsciously carried his back, trying to shrink himself.

Ying Youlan had a feeling of being provoked by a child, and her voice full of anger became even sharper:

"You can't see it at a young age, but you're going to be human, right? Where did you learn this thing, do you still want to bend into tricks and be the overlord of the courtyard in the future? What do you think this place is? This is an orphanage! It's not a place for you to go wild! ”

Lu Changrong's expression remained unchanged and shifted the eyes that looked at the joke to Ying Youlan, and Ying Youlan's chattering mouth cannon was put halfway, and suddenly played abnormally and got stuck.

Lu Changrong looked at her calmly, as if the person in front of him was just a clown, and he muttered intentionally or unintentionally: "Who taught it?" ”

The calm tone did not rise or fall in the slightest.

Ying Youlan seemed to be caught off guard by a trash that was not eye-catching at all, and suddenly pierced her rotten and stinky heart, and was beaten a little helpless.

Lu Changrong learned Lu Changku's signature smile under her vegetable-looking gaze.

It's just that the intentions of the two people are different, Lu Changrong only learned the skin of a good smile, and he couldn't laugh at his humble affinity, but a lot more sarcasm.

Ying Youlan's complexion was mocked by his sarcasm, and it was as green as a rape flower to almost glow.

Lu Changrong asked for a false meaning, asked and answered himself, and did not even hide his tone, and became sarcastic: "It seems that there are no other teachers here who have taught me, right?" Teacher Ying. ”

The moment he finished speaking, Ying Youlan froze from head to toe for a moment.

I don't know if his direct eyes are too scary, just like a child in a horror movie who is curious and inquisitive when he sees something dirty.

The black eyeballs seemed to suck all the light away, leaving only a large area of Shen.

Ying Youlan was instinctively a little creepy, but because she was not only a teacher, but also an arrogant and domineering image, how could she make a fool of herself in front of a child.

In order to cover up her weakness and increase her confidence, she immediately scolded in a sharp voice: "Lu Changrong! What do you mean? You still learn to disobey your teacher, do you? When you grow up, will you still rebel against society? Learn to bite today, and kill tomorrow? ”

"And you! Lu Changku! Ying Youlan planted the seeds of fear for Lu Changrong, and turned the finger at Lu Changku: "That's how you taught your brother, right?" Look at him

What have you learned, let me tell you, he has become like this, if he kills people and sets fires when he grows up, you will also have a responsibility that you can't escape! ”

Her roaring appearance was like a cat that had been stepped on by someone and was angry, and her mean appearance was under Jiang Futing's eyes.

As ugly as you want, as ugly as you want.

She seemed to want to bombard indiscriminately like artillery fire, but she couldn't stand Lu Changrong's smile staring at her all the time.

The look in her eyes made her more and more uncomfortable, and even in broad daylight, she couldn't say how panicked.

Lu Changrong took advantage of her moment of respite and replied unceremoniously in a polite tone: "Teacher Ying, you are too exalted to my brother, I can grow so quickly, and I have to thank you for your careful cultivation since I came here this year." ”

Jiang Futing looked at the smug sarcasm on his face, and his heart sank.

At this time, Lu Changrong was quite mature compared to his peers, but a child was a child after all, and as long as he won a momentary victory, he thought he was victorious.

Lu Changrong enjoyed the joy of victory at this moment, but he did not think about his foreseeable tragic future.

Did he think that by saying this, he would be able to make Ying Youlan scared and lost?

Obviously, reality is impossible.

But children can only predict the next two moves when they play chess, and more unknown possibilities and consequences are probably only known by experiencing them personally, and it turns out that it is not only like this.

The appearance of the blue leopard's head and eyes frightened the children around them, and they were all silent, and even the last bit of playfulness was torn apart.

Then Jiang Futing only saw her coming with a fierce and vicious momentum, and Lu Changku's feet had been scared into a puddle of soft mud, and he didn't dare to move.

Just when he was a little shaky, his body was pulled hard by Ying Youlan, and Lu Changku immediately stumbled forward a few broken steps, but he still couldn't stabilize his center of gravity, facing the earth, and made a very intimate gift.

He didn't even have time to catch his breath and stand up, Ying Youlan didn't even look at him, and walked directly towards the person behind him.

Lu Changku hurriedly propped up his body in a panic, but his clumsy limbs were like anesthetics, and he couldn't support his weight, he tried his best, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping down like rain, but he couldn't stand up.

finally straightened up a little, and like a boneless loach, he threw himself back to the ground softly, Lu Changkut gritted his teeth, and his mind was full of his indomitable brother.

Just when she was in a daze and at a loss, a woman's screams suddenly erupted from her back.

The high-pitched sound completely broke the only balance in the atmosphere that was already on the verge of triggering.

Lu Changku was so frightened that he shuddered violently, and his body, which had no strength just now, was like a frightened bird, flicked suddenly, turned around, and saw the picture in front of him clearly.

The other children around all had frightened expressions on their faces, and the screams of boys and girls were like a strong wind in the distance.

Jiang Futing felt Lu Changku's stomach twitch violently, and the soup and water that had been in his stomach all over the night, like a water gun, suddenly surged up along the throat and reached the mouth of his throat.

But no matter how disgusting he was, it was not as disgusting as the picture in front of him.

Ying Youlan's cheeks were bitten off like the injured boy, but they were obviously worse than the little boy's bites, the epidermis and the tender lotus root on the cheeks were connected, and the muscle tissue inside was clearly visible, and the blood was like a cracked tube, overflowing all over her face.