Chapter 011: Holy Damn Me, Aren't I?

"Can't let him go, definitely can't let him go!" In a private clinic outside the school, Shi Lei's head was wrapped in white gauze, and a trace of blood red could be faintly seen. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He was lying on the hospital bed, and there were six or seven people standing around him, all of whom were students in the first class, and because they had a good relationship with Shi Lei, they were all called over by Shi Lei.

"It's really too ruthless, even if you beat people, how dare they rob things? If you want me to tell your father, it's okay! ”

"That is, I have to inform the school that the people of Class 4 dare to be so rampant?"

"No, you can't tell my dad!" Shi Lei's face was very ugly, if his father knew that he was beaten by a guy who came out of the welfare home, his father would definitely be able to pick him up.

"So what do you say?"

"They're just a bunch of garbage, and we can clean them up without anyone else."

"Do you want to do something to them? The school will take care of it, right? "A person was a little embarrassed after hearing Shi Lei's words, if there is a group fight, the school will definitely come forward, and this nature is a bit bad.

"Just clean up Su Yang's grandson, I'll be responsible for what happens, and you won't have to do it then, but if the people in the fourth class dare to take the lead again, they will kill me and kill them, damn, they dare to beat me, fuck!"

The anger in Shi Lei's heart has nowhere to vent, and now he can only open his mouth to abuse.

"That's fine!"

Everyone present knew Shi Lei's family background, and it was very good to be able to sell Shi Lei's face, and they didn't need to exert too much effort anyway.

"Then wait for you to recover!"

Shi Lei nodded with a gloomy face, he really has to wait for him to heal his injuries, now he is still dizzy, and he can't use the strength in his body, according to the doctor, he has to recuperate for a week.

"Okay, then you recuperate, let's go back to school first!"

"I won't send you away, I'll call you then!"

After hearing this, several people left together, and Shi Lei and his two followers were left in the room.

"Boss, can these guys be relied?" One of them asked, a little worried.

In fact, he really didn't want to face Su Yang when he said this.

Thinking about Su Yang's weird, terrifying eyes, and fierce aura, just thinking about it makes people feel frightening.

"No problem, they won't have any scruples about dealing with a Su Yang, the group of garbage in the fourth class is relying on the large number of people, and they don't dare to be arrogant with them sitting in the fourth class!"

"Uh, well!"

"You two go back to school and keep an eye on Su Yang for me, and when I get better, I'll go to him as soon as I get better!"

"Okay, then let's go back!"

"Go ahead!"

At this time, it was already dark, and the people in the fourth class who were discussed by Shi Lei and a few people had already drunk the diluted spiritual energy potion, and they were all driven back to the dormitory by Wei Shuai.

When they returned to the dormitory, they realized that something was wrong, there was a strong soul power surge in their bodies, it was not their soul power, when they were told the reason by Wei Shuai, the emotion in everyone's hearts needless to say, and then a group of people didn't go anywhere, and honestly began to cultivate in the dormitory, absorbing the soul power released by the spiritual energy potion.

Su Yang and Hong Fatzi were also in the bedroom, and the two came back after sending Su Yue back.

The bedrooms in the second middle school are large and small, and the bedroom where Su Yang and the two are located is naturally the worst, next to the toilet, the room is only seven or eight square meters, except for a bunk bed, there is only a table.

"Fatty, open your mouth, our brothers will also have a luxury today!" Su Yang stood next to the table and looked at the fat man who was sitting on the bed and said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, fat brother is waiting!" Hong Fatzi has actually been looking forward to it all the way.

When sending Su Yue back, Su Yang gave Su Yue some psionic potions, and Su Yue didn't be polite to Su Yang, and now the remaining psionic potions in Su Yang's hands are naturally the two of them.

The first time he cultivated with a spiritual energy potion, Hong Fatzi was naturally looking forward to it.

Su Yang poured a drop of psionic potion into Fat Hong's mouth, the effect of the medium-grade psionic potion was very strong, and one drop was enough for Fat Hong to absorb for two days.

After swallowing the psionic potion, Fat Hong's face immediately turned red, the effect of the intermediate psionic potion was too strong, and a strong soul power exploded in his body, and it poured into his battle soul without his guidance at all, which felt unprecedented and refreshing.

"No, I'm going to cultivate, and you didn't call me when the sky fell!" After that, Hong Fatzi immediately closed his eyes, and under the guidance of artificially, his soul power would not be wasted too much.

Su Yang nodded, the effect of the intermediate spiritual energy potion was indeed good, and the remaining half was enough for the two of them to cultivate for more than half a month.

Then Su Yang turned over to the bed, sat on the top bunk steadily, and then a drop of potion entered, and he also experienced the feeling of Hong Fatzi.

The whole body is warm and comfortable.

The soul power in his body was surging, and just when Su Yang was worried that the soul power would leak out and go to waste, the battle spirit in his mind suddenly exerted force, and all the soul power poured into Su Yang's mind uncontrollably.

The soul of the book battle faintly shone with golden light, frantically devouring the soul power in Su Yang's body.

Su Yang angrily scolded in his heart, this loser's war spirit is too annoying, he was going to use his soul power to temper his body, so that his physical fitness can be improved, but before he could refine it, his soul power was sucked away by the war spirit, this is not a rhythm that makes people live well?

Su Yang closed his eyes angrily and felt his battle spirit, he wanted to see what tricks this war spirit could play.

However, things are always disappointing, Su Yang's battle soul only took less than an hour to absorb all the soul power in Su Yang's body, and there was nothing left.

"Nima, I can't get you if I don't believe it!"

Su Yang was ruthless in his heart, he wanted to see how much soul power his strange battle soul could devour.

Another drop of psionic potion entered, and Su Yang's battle spirit continued to devour unceremoniously, not caring for Su Yang's mood at all.

At this time, Su Yang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only passively watch as his soul power was absorbed by the domineering battle spirit.

This time, it didn't even take an hour for the soul power in Su Yang's body to be emptied.

"Very good, Lao Tzu is on the bar with you, I see how capable you are!"

Then things became much simpler, Su Yang held the psionic potion in his hand and began a continuous cycle, whenever the soul power in his body disappeared, he drank a drop of psionic potion, and then quietly waited for the medicinal power to disappear.

As time passed, the spiritual energy potion in Su Yang's hand became less and less, and by the time the sky was slightly bright, it was already about to be low, and it was estimated that there were still three or four drops.

"Lao Tzu has to write you a word of service, you won! This is the last drop! Su Yang stared at his eyes, faintly with some dark circles under his eyes, it seemed that he had a very unpleasant night.

Forty minutes later, Su Yang couldn't care if Hong Fat Man was cultivating or not, and he exclaimed loudly: "Damn, isn't it?" ”