"It's really self-inflicted, Brother Ye Fan, if they have to use you, a great god, I can't help it! Let's give them and his teacher a lesson that they will never forget! Dai Mubai said very kindly.

Dai Mubai looked at Ye Fan with blazing eyes, he very much wanted to have a pleasant experience with Ye Fan, he thought that boys were lustful, and he often invited Ye Fan to visit the red light street these days, but Ye Fan was not interested at all.

This made Dai Mubai very disappointed, he wanted to have a good brotherly relationship with Ye Fan by inviting guests to dinner, but Ye Fan was not interested in him at all.

This made Dai Mubai very helpless!

As a down-and-out prince, he is very eager to have a vigorous brotherhood with Ye Fan.

However, Ye Fan is neither hot nor cold, he is born with a natural and noble temperament; Whenever Dai Mubai wanted to seduce Ye Fan with money and power, but every short chat would make Dai Mubai feel ashamed.

He didn't know why Ye Fan was born with a noble temperament and a light character that looked down on all beings.

Sometimes, he was really very envious of Tang San, who could actually establish a friendship with Ye Fan.

With his bewitching talent, Ye Fan will definitely look down on the world in the future and become the top of the pyramid, and even the first person's potential stock, a dark horse.

As the so-called one person ascends to heaven with a chicken dog, Tang San will definitely be admired by tens of thousands of people in the future by virtue of his relationship with Ye Fan!!

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In other words, when the bald teacher heard Dai Mubai say so kind to Ye Fan, his brows furrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, thinking that his student had really chosen the wrong person for helping him.

Although he is an elder, he is not stupid, he is naturally willing to pinch soft persimmons, this is a matter of winning back face for Canghui Academy, but he can't mess it up.

If you can find the weakest pinch, you must not find the strongest pinch, in case you really survive ten moves, it will not only lose your face, but also lose the face of the school, how should you mix in school in the future?

At this moment, facing Dai Mubai's friendly appearance of the silent boy (Ye Fan), the bald teacher not only doubted: Is the boy really the strongest person among the six of them?

But the bald teacher denied it, he had met countless students and understood the difference between excellent and poor students; Honor students are like Dai Mubai and fat people, they are sharp; And the inferior students have a cowardly personality, generally hiding at the end, weak and afraid, just like the young Ye Fan who has never dared to speak up.

"Who the hell are you on?" Although the bald teacher said to Ye Fan and the others, his eyes looked at the soft persimmon Ye Fan.

The overall meaning was very obvious, and he agreed to the students he had cultivated to help his chosen opponents.

Ye Fan was stared at by the bald teacher, and the peanuts that originally reached the corners of his mouth were thrown back to the table by Ye Fan, and the peanuts were overwhelmed by Ye Fan's strength, so they rolled down to the table in the plate and fell to the ground with a grunt.

Ye Fan stood up, touched his nose, and looked at the bald teacher.

"Hey, your name should be Ye Zhiqiu." Ye Fan said simply and clearly.

"You know me??" was called out by Ye Fan's name, which made the bald teacher look at Ye Fan in a circle, and his head thought hard, whether Ye Fan would be the son-in-law of anyone, or the child of some big man, but he thought about the son-in-law of the whole city, and there was no one who matched Ye Fan.

He would never have thought that this was the name that the Heavenly Dao boy Ye Fan pinched his fingers and calculated.

Ye Fan ignored the confusion and was using his brain, preparing to lose the few bird feathers left on the top of his head.

"Although such a beautiful name is completely incompatible with your bald image, but I really have to think about it, do you really want to choose me? I'm strong! Really strong! If this world had to find a few people who could restrain me, who was now 12 years old, it would only be Sword Douluo and Old Man Gu Rong a few days ago. As for you, you're not qualified at all! Ye Fan said indifferently and easily.

But Ye Zhiqiu, who listened to it, felt that this young man's kung fu was good!

He was cheeky enough to talk about the two idols in his life: Sword Douluo and Gu Douluo, and he was ashamed to hint that he had fought with them.

Isn't that a joke?

A 12-year-old child will be laughed to death if he competes with two world-famous people!

"Less nonsense, the more you talk, the more empty your heart is, just you, if you have the ability, compare with my teacher!" At this time, the young man who had fainted had regained consciousness at this moment, with a few drops of water on his face, presumably just woken up by being doused with water.

I saw a few blisters on his face The young man said, covering the painful and unbearable marks on his face as he spoke, he looked at Ye Fan viciously, hoping that the teacher would teach him a good lesson, and it was best to beat this handsome young man into a dick, and there were a few blisters on his face.

"Alas, Brother Ye, it's all the fault of the handsome and handsome." Xiao Wu looked at Ye Fan, who was lazy, and then looked at the young man with a blistered face and said.

"Alas, this bald teacher, I want to tell you that you really can't take a punch from me! If you are willing to be paralyzed for a month and can't take care of yourself, you can indeed choose me! Ye Fan looked at the bald teacher bitterly and said admonishingly.

"Arrogance! Furious! The bald teacher raised his eyebrows and said angrily.

He now felt that it was even more necessary to teach this verbally rampant teenager a lesson, if he was a student of his own academy, Ye Zhiqiu would not mind putting on his little shoes well.

He (Ye Fan) should be grateful to heaven and earth, thank God, but fortunately he is not.

Ye Fan looked at the bald teacher with a firm face and sighed slowly.

"Okay, if you have to choose, then I'll be embarrassed." Ye Fan said.

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In other words, Zhao Wouji, who was peeking at everything on the windowsill of the room on the second floor, looked at the bald Ye Zhiqiu who was dead, and he couldn't help but sweat for him.

Ye Zhiqiu, Zao Wou-Ki naturally knew that when he was in Shuohedong for 30 years, he once fought with the three of his brothers, and he broke up the three of them with three strokes and two divisions.

Now it's good to die, his students are enthusiastic to help the person he chose, Ye Fan! This wicked boy.

Ye Fan can also easily solve himself with the simple violence of the upper and lower two junior high schools, and naturally he can solve Ye Zhiqiu more easily with three down and five divided by two.

Zhao Wuji had to sigh, this Ye Zhiqiu was really smart and confused for a while, he didn't even have any eyesight, this silence really looked like a weak chicken and a soft persimmon?

At the same time, Zao Wou-Ki had to sigh that this demon Ye Fan is really the one who has the strength to beat all violence at the age of 12.

It does make some old people who use experience to do things often fall in front of him.

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There's a little funny joke to give everyone a tooth sacrifice:

1. The son of the family slept late at night, and the daughter-in-law couldn't sleep no matter how much she coaxed her just now, but she was beaten up and honestly lay in bed.

I wanted to go in and take a look and cover the quilt, but he opened his eyes and said: Dad, your daughter-in-law should repair it, it was me who hit me today, and it won't be me next time...

2. Take my little niece out to play, Xiao Mengbao is sitting on the sofa, wearing a skirt, looking very manly, I told her, girls don't sit like this. Panties will be seen by others.

The little guy said, "My little pants are so good-looking, why can't I show them to others?" ”

I... I didn't think of the answer now, so I asked the master to teach.

(End of chapter)