That's not a threat, and it's not flirtatious.

That's ruthless! It's grumpy! You deserve to die at my hands!

"Ahh

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The scream resounded through the building.

The group of righteous messengers came to their senses, and excitedly stepped up their paces and rushed up.

However, Wang Chengyou, who was on the third and a half floors, felt that his heart was tight, and his right hand covered his heart, and he couldn't help but stop at his feet.

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The purple-haired young man's indifferent eyes were filled with excitement.

After rubbing eagerly, he really used his strength and choked Mo Yan's slender neck. For a moment, the picture flashed in front of his eyes, and he remembered that there was a big hand around his neck, and the jade wrench on his thumb was cold and hard, pressing on his right carotid artery, compressing the pulse to amplify, protrude, protrude, protrude......

"Don't worry, I won't let you die." The purple-haired young man whispered softly to the young lady with a pale face, "I just want you to experience the sensation of shocking your soul. "That feeling of being out of the body, three souls and six souls out of the body, he wished that someone could talk to him.

"Put! Open! She! ”

Squeezing past the stunned partners, Wang Chengyou finally saw what was happening. I saw it, but I calmed down. Step by step, he walked forward, three short words, word by word, and even he didn't realize how cold his voice was when he said this.

The purple-haired young man showed a obedient smile on his face, and instantly withdrew his hand, and Youzai Youzai sat on his broken chair, with his ankle on the knee of his other leg, and he also made a cute "eight" figure under his chin, and turned his face to look at the big brother who came over through the crowd.

The moment he let go of Mo Yan's neck, the young man who turned Mo Yan's hands on Mo Yan pushed Mo Yan's correspondent with the momentum, Mo Yan staggered, and had to rush forward in order to maintain his balance, seeing that he was about to fall, Wang Chengyou stretched out his long arm, stopped her, and held her beside him.

Mo Yan was frightened, and subconsciously grabbed the clothes on Wang Chengyou's chest and put his head against his chest, wanting to stop her uncontrollable trembling. She was so frightened that she couldn't even cry.

Those messengers of justice came back to their senses at this moment and began to appear on the scene.

"Ho. The back wave pushes the front wave. ”

"Did we play so insolently back then?"

"Compared with them, it turns out that we are so simple!"

"Wasted fame, sinful and sinful."

Cao Junjie and the others surrounded the purple-haired boy, and their mouths were unscrupulous.

"Allow me to ask curiously, did you have such a good time, did you bribe the school police in advance?" Hua Shao Cao Junjie asked a nearby teenager.

The young man was stunned and said, "How do you know? ”

"Shut up!" The purple-haired boy scolded.

"It's a junior high school student." Cao Junjie smiled knowingly. He pushed the broken table to the purple-haired boy, clapped his hands and sat on it, and stepped on the young man's armrest: "Brother, let me teach you a lesson: no matter how beautiful your classmates or colleagues are, if you want not to capsize in the gutter, remember one: rabbits don't eat the grass by the nest!"

Seeing that you have also developed, I will not pretend to preach, let alone treat you as outsiders. Outside resources, my brother will introduce you to some of the resources in your consumption range as appropriate? ”

The purple-haired boy stood up, flicked the cuff that was touched by Cao Junjie's shoes, and smiled indifferently: "Thank you." Need not. Let's go. ”

With that, with a wave of his hand, the junior high school students will follow out.

Naughty jumped out first: "You guys take yourself too seriously!" Want to leave after bullying? Apologize, did you say that? Forgive us for what we said? ”

The purple-haired young man smiled strangely: "If you can stop me, you can stop me." "The confident and relaxed mind was so naughty that he was stunned.

Naughty couldn't help but look at the king with an inquiring gaze.

It wasn't until this moment that Mo Yan stopped trembling, and was surprised to find that he was actually lying on Wang Chengyou's chest.

It seemed too abrupt to push it away, so she pulled away in slow motion, and her sneaky appearance almost made Wang Chengyou suffocate internal injuries. Hey, the person who ran the most on the scene was none other than Wang Chengyou.

Seizing the last opportunity, Wang Chengyou's hand resting in the air finally fell bravely. His hand lightly covered the top of Mo Yan's head, and slowly slid down with great enjoyment and great cherishment.

The purple-haired young man's gaze fell on the hand that was rubbing Mo Yan's hair.

The atmosphere of the scene changed unconsciously, and it was so quiet that it could be heard.

Not only was he naughty, but almost everyone present looked at Wang. Chen Yuduo stood beside Chen Yingduo, the brother and sister held hands tightly, the younger brother kept looking at the trembling thin figure, and the elder sister was paying more attention to the silent female boss of the class at this time.

The female boss of the class followed closely beside the purple-haired boy with a few girls. The boys and girls surrounded the purple-haired boy like a moon and a moon. And the messengers of justice brought by Wang Chengyou are blocking their way.

Wang Chengyou and Mo Yan stood outside the crowd.

After Mo Yan experienced Wang Chengyou's touch, he could finally push him away in the chest unceremoniously. It's just that she turned her back to everyone, and everyone couldn't see her sudden pouting and displeasure.

In Wang Chengyou's body movements full of emotion, the illusion of "the king's woman" was born in plain sight. Wang Chengyou couldn't help but be full of joy.

He looked at the people in front of him, and even had a heartfelt smile on his face, and his tone was extremely cheerful: "Then what's polite, stop." I'll call the Discipline Officer, and he'll be happy to have the opportunity to perform. ”

The purple-haired young man sneered: "Director of Discipline? Relative! I'd better call myself. ”

The messengers of justice were a little dazed for a while, and Cao Junjie, who was quick to think, muttered: "Could it be that you ......"

Sure enough, the purple-haired boy spoke: "Captain? Northwest corner. 5th floor. ”

There was a slight commotion in the crowd.

At Ronghuazhi, "captain" is almost a proper noun. Refers specifically to the captain of the school police force. In addition to the duties of guarding and patrolling the school, the school police team also acts as a campus police officer. To a certain extent, the authority of the discipline officer is all due to the support of the school police force.

The school police officers seem to have been particularly brainwashed, and they are definitely not soft on the students who are either rich or noble. Stiff and ruthless, slightly uncooperative, twisting arms, pushing with electric batons, and even pulling hair, the school board acquiesced to their attitude of not caring for the flowers of the motherland.

Relying on their savagery, they unexpectedly won the awe of the whole school.

I'd rather be lectured by the director of discipline than deal with the school police. This is almost the life creed of every son-in-law in the circle, but this girly purple-haired boy called the captain with a phone call!

The sound of footsteps from the stairwell made Cao Junjie and the others feel anxious, for fear that the small body and small tender skin would suffer an unwarranted disaster.

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