Why doesn't my face hurt at all? Xiang Yiming cautiously opened his eyes, but saw a big hand grabbing Moore's wrist, the fingers were white and slender, like a pianist's hand, but Moore, who was one meter nine tall and weighed one hundred and nineteen, couldn't break free!

Yang hates Yang?

Xiang Yiming looked at the cold young man who appeared behind Moore in horror and fear.

"Bitch raised! Let me go! After several attempts and failed to break free, Mohr turned his head and gritted his teeth and roared, "Otherwise, I'll cut off your arm......"

"Phew!"

Xiang Long kicked on the crook of Mohr's leg, and Mohr fell to his knees involuntarily, and because Xiang Long was still grabbing his wrist from behind, Mohr had to lean back and face the sky.

Then Xiang Yiming and Shaquille were stunned to watch Xiang Long bend his elbows and raise them high, like the top of Mount Tai, with the momentum of thunder, and slammed down on Moer's face facing the sky!

"Click!"

The crisp sound of bones shattering and the bright red liquid spurting out like a spring strongly stimulated the nerves of Xiang Yiming and Shaquille, Shaquille couldn't help but cover his mouth with his hands and widen his eyes like his mother was frightened, and Xiang Yiming fell to the ground even more unbearable!

Xiang Long let go of Moore's hand expressionlessly, and Moore, who was kneeling on the ground and his face covered in blood, shook his body, and threw himself straight forward like a felled wooden stake! Shaquille and Xiang Yiming both involuntarily took two steps back, and Xiang Yiming's back was even pressed against the hard and cold wall, and he had to stand on tiptoe like a ballet!

Moore...... Isn't it dead?

The frightened Shaquille and Xiang Yiming trembled as they watched Mohr fall to the ground motionless.

Xiang Long still looked at Shaquille with a blank face: "Tell me, who was raised by a bitch." ”

"It's him, he's him, it's him!" Shaquille pointed at Moore without hesitation: "He's raised by a bitch!" ”

"Correct!"

Xiang Long insultingly patted Shaquille's stiff black face, but looked at Xiang Yiming meaningfully.

Shaquille looked at Xiang Long with pitiful eyes, and his big eyes looked particularly innocent.

With a sneer, Xiang Long turned around and left.

In fact, he didn't want to appear so soon, although he had to clean up these two black high school students without much effort, but he would rather see Xiang Yiming bravely fight against school bullying.

But Xiang Yiming disappointed him, Moore scolded Xiang Yiming for being raised by a bitch, and Xiang Yiming didn't even do it.

Even Xiang Yiming's expression didn't seem to have changed, as if he had become accustomed to it......

You must know that Mohr insulted Xiang Yiming's deceased mother and Xiang Long's deceased wife!

Xiang Yiming can bear it, but Xiang Long can't bear it!

What's more, Mohr insulted Xiang Long's deceased mother again, if it weren't for the school, if it wasn't in broad daylight, Xiang Long would definitely let Moll die young!

Xiang Long originally wanted to take the opportunity to get closer to his son, but Xiang Yiming's performance disappointed him.

was so disappointed that Xiang Long didn't want to pay attention to him, and after beating Moer, he left like no one.

Like, just passing by.

He...... Just for the phrase "raised by a bitch"? Shaquille's face was pale, and although Moore was Shaquille's fox friend, Shaquille had no idea of avenging Mohr at all.

Shaquille wanted to understand why, it was obviously Xiang Long's hand first, and Moore scolded him......

"Ahem......"

Moore suddenly coughed violently, and blood foamed from his nose and mouth.

Shaquille and Xiang Yiming breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, it turns out that Moore is still alive......

The visually stunning scene just now made Shaquille and Xiang Yiming really think that Moore was dead.

Xiang Yiming hesitated for two seconds, then suddenly mustered up the courage to chase after Xiang Long's back.

Shaquille didn't dare to stop him, but squatted affectionately and grabbed Moore's arm and shook it vigorously:

"Moore! My brother! How do you feel? Oh my God, that Chinese was so ruthless! ”

"Fa, cough, cough......" Moore habitually wanted to use dirty words to express his feelings, but he was choked by the blood gushing out of his mouth and nose, and the cough caused more blood in his mouth and nose, Shaquille hurriedly helped him sit up and helped him pat his back, and finally Moore finally stopped and waved his hand vigorously to Shaquille:

Stop shooting! The more I shoot, the more I want to vomit!

"Moore, I know what class he's from!" Shaquille patted his chest with sincerity: "Let's find more people, block him when school ends tomorrow, and let him know how good we are!" ”

didn't mention the matter of calling the police, for people like them, they prefer to solve it on their own.

Doctor! More grabbed Shaquille's hand and pointed to his bloody face: See a doctor first!

"Okay, okay, Moore, don't worry, I'll take you to the hospital!" Shaquille hurriedly helped Moore to stand up, and just after taking a step, Moll stopped again, bending down with difficulty to pick up Xiang Yiming's mask. Just like this, blood gushed out of his nose again, choking Moore's tears, and Moore, whose tears were blurred, insisted on covering his face with a mask first.

Xiang Yiming was afraid of being seen being bullied, and Mo was even more afraid.

……

Xiang Long walked in front as if he was not approached, and Xiang Yiming followed sneakily behind.

The two walked out of the rugby field one after the other and walked into the grove on campus.

Xiang Long stopped in front of a garbage can, lit a cigarette and silently swallowed the clouds.

Xiang Yiming timidly hid behind a big tree and poked his brain, wanting to get close but not daring to get close.

After smoking a cigarette, Xiang Long finally passed this breath, otherwise what else could he do, after all, it was his own species.

Pulling out a cigarette from the cigarette case, rhythmically stabbing on the cigarette case one by one, Xiang Long decided to give this little rabbit cub a chance to mend his ways, so he shouted without looking back:

"Come out!"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The sound of hurried footsteps came from afar, and Xiang Long looked back in astonishment, but saw Xiang Yiming, who had already crept away, and after hearing his shouting, he gave up hiding and ran fast!

What's the point of the little bunny? Xiang Long shook his head with a helpless wry smile: Probably the time is not ripe yet, but with this relationship, I believe that the next time will not have to wait too long......

[Chapter 7 was sealed.,I haven't released it yet.,I'm really irritable.,Ask for a recommendation vote for comfort]