Chapter 312: Senior, He's Not Serious! 58

It doesn't seem to be a good relationship?

The three of them grinned, looking Qinghui up and down with that visibly uncomfortable gaze.

"It's not related to anyone else, I don't know her."

The little fat man finally spoke, his voice still trembling a little, but he spoke seriously.

In fact, I really don't know each other, after all, I just met outside the hotel, but Qinghui's appearance is too eye-catching.

In addition, there is a Tang Qing next to him who attracts considerable attention every year.

So it's only been two days since I came, and almost everyone knows Qinghui.

"He's not from the same school as me, I'll invite you to dinner, you, you let her out of here first."

After all, we haven't seen each other for a year or two, and this group of people is not a good thing in high school, blackmailing those weak people all day long, let alone what they are now.

The man's expression was a little nervous.

"I see that people know you, Brother Xuyang, don't be so nervous, let's have a meal together, what's wrong?"

Asaga: Harm, you don't know the seriousness of the matter, after all, this situation can easily become a decapitator.

Qinghui just tilted his head slightly, muttering to himself in a low voice.

"Tsk, noisy, annoying."

And it seems to be particularly unbeaten.

Qinghui raised his hand and gently broke his fingers, in fact, he wanted to do it directly just now, but he was still carrying all kinds of food in his hand, and Qinghui hadn't seen where he could put it without being affected.

Fights are fights.

The little cake is not at fault and cannot be implicated.

So it slowed down.

And the three people over there didn't know what they said, which made the little fat classmate a little excited, "I have told you many times and many times that if you don't work hard, don't blame the fault on the rules that everyone else abides by." ”

"What did you say?"

The faces of the three of them also changed slightly, and they looked a little hideous.

He laughed coldly, "What? Think you'll be able to come and lecture us if you get admitted to a university? ”

The chubby classmate was cowardly again.

The three of them were clearly a nuisance in the area, and there were people around who were quietly videotaping, but no one stepped forward to stop them.

A little girl who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old ran over from nowhere with a schoolbag, pulled Qinghui's clothes, and said in a low voice, "Sister, they are not good people, you can go quickly." ”

Qinghui paused, looked at the child, then looked at the pastry bag in his hand, then looked down at her, then looked at the pastry bag in his hand, thought about it, and stuffed the pastry bag into the child's hand.

"Take care of me."

The soft and glutinous voice sounded solemnly.

A pair of big eyes looked at the child, and the child subconsciously clenched the bag tightly and nodded.

"I said, do you also want to preach to the master like this, and don't give the master face, I tell ......"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a heavy muffled sound.

After Qinghui delivered his only tangled cake, he felt that he had put his cake in a safe place.

So she refused to delay for a second, and before the person on the other side stretched out her hand, she directly pulled the other person's shoulder, pulled the person to her side, and saw the person fall towards herself, she raised her knee and hit the other party's chest.

The man fell to the ground in an instant.

Asaka: I can't finish what the other party says, and I'm used to it.