Chapter 113: Campus Male God, Get Away (23)
The young man with a handsome and deep face pulled his lips, and just as he wanted to say something, he noticed a hand behind him and tugged at his clothes.
He paused slightly, and turned around with a dark face, "What the you..."
When he saw the girl's beautiful face, the accumulated temper was all gone, but the tone was still not good, "What are you doing here?" ”
Su Bu pointed to the thing in his hand in surprise, and said in a lazy tone, "Mine." ”
"Knows it's yours." Xi Yuanhang saw that the young master of the Cheng family's eyes were glued to the other party all of a sudden, and a trace of violence slipped in his eyes, and he directly threw Qiu in the face.
The young master of the Cheng family was careless and fell into embarrassment.
"Brother Cheng." The teammates around him hurriedly helped people.
Xi Yuanhang's mood was a little better, and then he turned his face and said in a gloomy tone, "Go back, this is not where you should be." ”
0017, "Stinky villain, master, beat him up." ”
Su Bu glanced at the young man's feet in surprise, and said in a light tone, "You deserve this injury." ”
"What! Hang'er is injured? Qi Bin looked surprised, "Why don't I know?" ”
Zhao Cheng reacted at this time, no wonder he felt that the other party's state was a little strange, nodded and said, "Do you remember that when he fell, someone stepped forward to make up for it." ”
Qi Bin blew it up at one point, and then pulled a person from the third middle school, "Damn, your little trick is still addictive." ”
Xi Yuanhang's face froze, and he smiled without a smile, "Who told you that I was injured?" ”
He walked over and picked up the ball.
The poor young master of the Cheng family, who had just been helped up and smashed in the face, had a black face and endured it.
"See?" Xi Yuanhang also stepped forward to make a basket, and then landed, and said in a cold tone, "Do I look a little injured?" ”
Su Bu looked at a little cold sweat on the corner of the young man's forehead and snorted.
Throw the garbage into a trash can and turn away.
Xi Yuanhang froze in place, looking at the back of the person, his face suddenly gloomy.
"Hang'er, you're really hurt." Qi Bin hurriedly came over and asked.
"Get out of here." Xi Yuanhang said with a dark face.
Zhao Cheng shrugged his shoulders, "Is this ball still played?" He raised his chin and gestured to the audience next to him, "Our Shigao is about to have a quarrel with the third middle school." ”
"Fight, why don't you fight."
Xi Yuanhang looked indifferent, then turned around and showed a smile to the young master of the Cheng family that made him fart and pee, "I have to fight until someone dies, and I feel comfortable." ”
The young masters of the Cheng family turned pale, and felt that this seat was small, and it was really crazier than the rumors.
They thought to themselves, this ball must not be played.
But Xi Yuanhang didn't want to let them go, so he could only smile on his face.
It's just that the first ball hasn't been thrown yet.
Seeing the girl who entered the venue, everyone was stunned for a moment.
"." Xi Yuanhang scolded in a low voice and strode over, "What are you doing here?" ”
Su Bujing held the medicine box in his hand, squatted down and said, "Let's see if you're lame." ”
Xi Yuanhang's face froze, his head was lowered, and he took a few steps back a little uncomfortably, his deep eyes showed an indescribable emotion, "Lao Tzu said that Lao Tzu is fine, why are you women forcing so many things." ”
The girl knelt down on one knee and grabbed his leg directly behind her.
The audience was silent for a moment, and then broke out, "What's wrong with Xi Shao?" ”