As soon as Hua Yin got out of the car, he walked less than two steps before a group of people surrounded him.

Wearing a blue school uniform and a cigarette in his mouth, he approached the teenager.

It's on the walkway across the woods near the school, and it's up to the school gate.

For the comers, Hua Yin did not dodge at all. There was a hint of depth in his eyes, and it was fleeting.

A sturdy physique asked Hua Yin 'gently': "New here?" ”

Hua Yin's eyes were dark, he glanced at the man, and continued on his path.

"Newcomers have to know the rules, and if you pass the way of a few brothers, you have to pay protection money."

Another tall and thin student smiled treacherously, beckoned his buddy to stop him, and stretched out his hand to Hua Yin, signaling him to give money.

"If I paid the protection money, and then you can protect me?"

Hua Yin lowered his head, lowered his voice, and a trace of bloodlust crossed his eyes.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his expression was cold and demonic.

Coupled with that fair-skinned and impeccable face, it looks like a noble duke of the last century, noble and elegant.

A few people over there looked at each other.

Roughly speaking, Hua Yin, a little white face who has no power to restrain the chicken, is estimated to be able to get a lot of money.

One of them rubbed his hands together, trying to snatch the backpack from Hua Yin's hand.

Hua Yin suddenly took a step back.

Caught the man off guard, he threw himself forward in a dog-eating posture and fell to the ground.

",!"

"Sorry, my foot slipped." Hua Yin raised his eyebrows, then stepped on the man's back, and a grim smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you know why ghosts like light?" The young man's eyes were gloomy, but his tone was different from the softness.

The faces of the other strugglers were purple and red, as if they had been choked.

It's not that they don't dare to clean up the kid in front of them, it's that they ...... Can't move at all!

The limbs do not obey the call.

He didn't notice the young man's deeds at all, and he was pointed at the acupuncture points.

Although this place is around the school, because they often come out to intimidate, no one wants to leave here.

It's like being cocooned!

A few people who were already strong and middle-of-the-road were terrified.

"Because the devil wants to get away with it like you." Hua Yin's gloomy eyes tilted his head to look at them, his hair was blown by the spring breeze, and his slightly longer hair covered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression.

It's like satirizing the useless struggle of ants.

It sends chills down the spine.

Suddenly, there were a few ticks, and I don't know who it was, and I was scared to pee my pants.

"Is that the guts? It's huge. ”

Hua Yin kicked the person under his feet away, his voice was hoarse and mellow, and his words were indescribably sarcastic.

Raise your hand to pull the strands of hair that cover your vision to the side, and the action is graceful.

Then he dodged and clicked on their acupuncture points.

Garbage doesn't deserve to waste his time.

At this time, there was a slight sound of clothes rubbing beside him, Hua Yin glanced at it, and saw that one of them was still not dead, and slammed his fist at him.

Hua Yin's eyes did not move, but it was just a useless struggle.

The fist was about to greet Hua Yin, and it was right away from the punch.

Feel a sharp pain in your hand, which travels from your hand to your nerves.

Hua Yin's hand grabbed his wrist from his fist.

The strength of his hand was enough to make his wrist break instantly, and he had no power to fight back.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, you let go, let go!" Li Qiang's face was distorted in pain.

Hua Yin suddenly let go of Li Qiang's half-crippled hand and raised his leg to kick him in the abdomen.

The young man's strength was great, and Li Qiang was kicked to the ground before he could react.

In a dilemma.

On the other hand, the young man was unhurriedly taking out a tissue from his pocket and gently wiping his hand.

The corners of the mouth are lightly picked and indifferent, and every movement is so elegant.

Realizing that the kick was on the iron plate, several people already had a chill in their backs.