Chapter 013: Teacher, Why Is Your Face Red?
Wang He didn't open his eyes, but his brows furrowed slightly.
He was about to be able to use the essence of the Nine Heavens Devil's Roar to run the acupuncture points all over his body, but he was disturbed at the critical moment when the essence qi ran to the last acupuncture point, so that all his previous efforts were in vain.
Anger creeped through the moment.
Gradually, Wang He opened his eyes.
His eyes were calm and flat, and from his face alone, it was impossible to tell that he was angry.
This is the state of mind that he has experienced from nearly ten years of pretending to be stupid.
As long as he wants, he can be happy and angry whenever and wherever he wants.
Jian Feiwen and Wang He's calm and flat eyes looked at each other for a few seconds, and suddenly, Jian Feiwen only felt that an emotion called panic appeared in the depths of his heart.
So I subconsciously took two steps back.
This retreat made him seem timid.
When he noticed that the eyes of the whole class were staring at him, he immediately comforted himself, there were many people, and Wang He was only one person, and there was nothing to be afraid of.
Immediately, he turned his heart sideways, took a step forward and asked, "I'm fucking asking you, did you do the little woods?" ”
"Yes." Wang He never thought of not admitting it, so when Jian Feiwen questioned him, he admitted it without hesitation.
"Damn, it's you." When Jian Feiwen thought that his good deeds were destroyed, and he was stripped of his clothes and thrown at the door of the girls' dormitory, and even when the goddess learned about it, he was instantly full of anger, he was about to let people do it, but after thinking about it, he directly beat Wang He, which didn't seem to be enjoyable, and it was difficult to understand the hatred in his heart.
If Wang He can be made to voluntarily kneel down and lick the soles of his feet, it seems that it will be more face-saving for this matter to get out.
Perhaps, the goddess will look at herself differently again.
So, Jian Feiwen suppressed the anger in his heart, snorted coldly and said: "It's all in the same class, don't say that Lao Tzu won't give you a chance, as long as you are willing to kneel down and lick the soles of your feet for me, this matter will be revealed, I, Jian Feiwen, will be the talker, otherwise you know the consequences." ”
As soon as Jian Feiwen's voice fell, the male classmates who were with him echoed one after another.
Wu Leyou was the first to open his mouth and echoed: "Wang He, Brother Fei gave you the opportunity, you have to cherish it, obediently kneel down and lick the soles of your feet, you know?" ”
Hu Hongyu echoed the second opening: "Wang He, the opportunity is in front of you, you have to know how to cherish it." ”
"Get on your knees."
"It's your blessing to lick Feige's feet."
"If you don't lick, you'll be ruined."
"Get on your knees."
“......”
At this time, Wei Wanrou suddenly came to Wang He's side and stopped, then stared at Jian Feiwen and a group of people, and scolded angrily: "Jian Feiwen, you brought so many people to bully Wang He, do you want to be shameless?" ”
Originally, Wang He's life and death had nothing to do with her Wei Wanrou.
But just now, Wang He's generous admission made her understand that the reason why she was able to escape from being played by Jian Feiwen in the grove that night was because Wang He rescued her, otherwise she would have become Jian Feiwen's plaything.
She admitted that she couldn't afford to provoke Jian Feiwen at all, and even if she was really played by Jian Feiwen, she didn't dare to speak out to seek justice, but this didn't mean that she didn't dare to speak up for Wang He.
Wang He glanced at Wei Wanrou in slight surprise.
He didn't expect that the only person in the class who dared to stand up and speak up for him turned out to be Wei Wanrou, you must know that during the previous military training, Wei Wanrou did not imply that her suitors bullied him.
It can be seen that Wei Wanrou is not completely bad.
At least judging from this matter, she still has a little bit of conscience, and she knows what it means to be grateful.
"Wei Wanrou, your brain is in water?" Jian Feiwen frowned.
"Brother Fei, this matter is Wang He's mistake, I admit my mistake for him, can I spare him once?" Wei Wanrou's attitude suddenly softened, there was no way, she knew a little bit about Jian Feiwen's family background, otherwise Jian Feiwen would not be able to be the leader of Class 8, so she understood that it was not a wise move to go against Jian Feiwen.
"Fuck off." Jian Feiwen scolded.
"Phineas..."
"Didn't you hear me say fuck off?" Jian Feiwen's face sank.
"Brother Fei, please spare Wang He once." Wei Wanrou pleaded.
"What the..." Jian Feiwen was about to go crazy, but he suddenly remembered something and swallowed back the words he was about to say, and after a pause, he said: "Actually, it's not impossible to spare him once, but I have two conditions." ”
"On what terms?" Wei Wanrou asked.
"First, let me get what I want, you know."
"Second, Wang He must recognize my status in Class 8, and the protection fee must be paid."
"These are my two conditions, to give you a soak of urine to think about it, I hope I can come back after peeing and hear an answer I want to hear." After Jian Feiwen finished speaking, he was about to leave the classroom to pee.
"Stop." Wang He, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke up.
Jian Feiwen stopped, looked at Wang He and asked, "There is an answer so soon?" ”
"Hmm." Wang He nodded and stood up.
"I hope that's what I like..."
"Bang!"
Before Jian Feiwen finished speaking, Wang He had already made a move.
He didn't summon the Demon God Fist, for Wang He, Jian Feiwen's group of people were just ordinary high school students, the lethality of the Demon God Fist was too great, plus his cultivation was successful in the Demon Roar Nine Heavens Battle, and his physique had increased tenfold, he was afraid that he would not be able to control the power and beat people to death, so a normal shot would be enough to solve these troubles.
A punch went down, and after the muffled sound, Jian Feiwen immediately let out a miserable scream.
"Ahh
I saw that Jian Feiwen had knocked out a few of his teeth, and his mouth was bleeding suddenly.
Wang He didn't forget it so easily.
He wanted to beat Jian Feiwen once.
In the next second, he raised his right foot and his knee instantly hit Jian Feiwen's abdomen.
"Gross!"
Jian Feiwen vomited wildly in his mouth, mixed with blood, Wang He's movements quickly dodged, he retreated to the side, and when he was about to continue to shoot, he found that Jian Feiwen could no longer hold on.
I saw Jian Feiwen kneeling on the ground with a pale face, and in addition to what he vomited on the ground, there was also a water stain slowly appearing.
If you look closely, it is not actually a water stain, it is Jian Feiwen's urine.
At this time, Jian Feiwen's crotch was already wet.
It can be seen that Wang He's knee collision just now was very fatal.
Jian Feiwen was not only beaten and vomited, but also was beaten and incontinent.
Slowly, a foul smell from his stomach mixed with the smell of urine gradually spread, and Wang He covered his nose and took a few steps back.
Those female classmates who watched the show also pinched their noses.
At this time, Jian Feiwen's talent reacted.
"Wang He, I'll fuck your mother." Wu Leyou scolded loudly, instantly picked up a bench, and smashed it at Wang He regardless of it.
Wang He fearlessly raised his hand and punched the bench smashed by the opponent.
"Crackle!"
The wooden chair was directly punched a hole by his fist, and when his fist was about to penetrate the bench and hit Wu Leyou in the face, he took the initiative to stop.
The power of this punch is very great, if it really continues, he estimates that Wu Leyou's nose will definitely be completely destroyed.
Meanwhile.
Wu Leyou also stopped.
It's not that he wants to stop, but his hand stops without obeying the call, and when he looks at Wang He's fist that is still unscathed after penetrating the bench less than an inch or two away from his face, cold sweat instantly bursts out from the pores of his body.
At this moment, he didn't dare to move.
Other than that.
The whole class, but everyone who stayed in the classroom and witnessed the scene just now, all looked at Wang He in amazement.
What is the concept of a punch piercing a finger-thick wooden bench?
Who would dare to believe that this is true unless they saw it with their own eyes?
Half a minute later, in the last row of the classroom, more than a dozen male students knelt on the ground and lined up in a row, of course, it was not they who knelt voluntarily, it was Wang He who asked them to kneel.
As for Jian Feiwen, he had already been sent to the infirmary just now.
It's like having wings, and everyone knows about it in one class.
Then the entire first year of high school knew that Jian Feiwen, the boss of Class 8, was beaten by Wang He and vomited and urinated.
Other than that.
Wang He's punch through the bench was also passed on to ten, ten to hundred.
At the beginning, it was said that Wang He punched through the bench, but his hand was unscathed, but the more it was passed later, the more exaggerated it became.
said that Wang He could punch through a finger-thick steel plate, and he could even catch bullets with his bare hands.
After Liu Ming told him about this, he couldn't laugh or cry.
He just punched through the wooden bench, how can it be so exaggerated as catching bullets with his bare hands?
Of course.
He believed that there were people in this world who could catch bullets with their bare hands.
For example.
The head of the Wang family.
That is, his grandfather.
This is also the reason why he is not in a hurry to return to the family to seek justice for his mother, the second uncle is valued by the family, he will definitely not take advantage of him if he goes back to seek justice for his mother, and for various reasons, even if his grandfather knows that his mother was forced to death by the second uncle and the second aunt, he absolutely believes that his grandfather will not administer justice for him and his mother.
From an early age, he understood a truth.
The stronger the family, the more vividly the words 'meat is weak and strong'.
The Wang family is prosperous, and the relationship is complicated, and the head of the family doesn't care at all.
Besides, in the eyes of everyone in the Wang family, he is still a fool.
Infirmary.
Jian Feiwen was lying on the hospital bed and was talking on the phone, his teeth were knocked out by Wang He, and his tongue was also injured, so his speech not only changed its taste, but also leaked air.
"Dad, I... I was been... Hit. ”
On the other end of the phone was Jian Feiwen's father.
He asked in a deep voice, "Who hit it?" ”
"I... Schoolmate... King... Hertz. Jian Feiwen said, and said, "Dad, you... To do it for me... Call the shots. ”
"I'll have people see you at school in two days, remember, try not to hurt people in school."
"Dad, let... Uncle Hou is coming. ”
"Hmm."
After hanging up the phone, a fierce color flashed in Jian Feiwen's eyes.
...
After school in the afternoon, Wang He was called to the office by the head teacher, as for the reason why he was called to the office, he estimated that it was because Jian Feiwen entered the infirmary.
Really.
After entering the office, the first thing the head teacher Zhao Wanling asked him was why he hit Jian Feiwen.
After Wang He pulled a chair and sat down, he said with a smile: "He should be beaten." ”
"It's a very serious matter, almost all the teachers already know about it, don't be hippie and smile." Zhao Wanling said with a serious face.
"Do I have a hippie smiley?" Wang He said, and suddenly showed a meaningful smile.
Zhao Wanling was stunned, looking at the smile on Wang He's face, she inexplicably thought of what happened last night, and unconsciously, she only felt that her face was hot for a while.
Seeing this, Wang He asked curiously, "Teacher, why is your face red?" ”