"Woo, Du Ze, help me!"

Lin Qiao'er suddenly saw Du Ze, her eyes lit up like a life-saving straw, and she couldn't help crying, with a hint of pleading in her tone.

Maybe it's because of the weakness of the heart, the voice is very small, Du Ze was a friend to her at the beginning, but she deliberately dissociated the relationship, and now what qualifications does Du Ze have to provoke a person who can't be provoked?

In fact, Du Ze has been angry since he saw this scene, and this is the kind of thing he doesn't want to see in his life.

He stood still, and the only thing he had to worry about was the pistol that Wei Chichong was playing.

Wei Chichong heard Lin Qiaoer's plea for help, followed Lin Qiaoer's gaze to Du Ze, and sneered:

"Just him? A little guy who has just advanced to the Black Iron level? Hey, hey, hey, give him ten dares and don't dare to touch me, get out of here. ”

Lin Qiao'er looked at Du Ze pleadingly, tears welling down her eyes, biting her lower lip tightly, unable to speak.

In her heart, it was reasonable for Du Ze to be reluctant to do something for her, however, she no longer knew who else she could rely on, so she had to look at Du Ze with helplessness and remorse.

"Cry a few times, Lao Tzu hates women crying the most, still crying, I'll make you cry!" Yu Chi Chong saw that Lin Qiaoer's tears flowed faster, his eyes were hideous, and he slapped Lin Qiao'er in the face.

With a crisp sound, Lin Qiao'er's cheeks suddenly became red and swollen, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Since you are not obedient, then Lao Tzu doesn't you in front of your classmates."

Wei Chi Chong laughed lewdly, suddenly stuffed the pistol into his pocket, and then grabbed Lin Qiao'er's left breast roughly, violently, and kneaded it vigorously in that full place.

Because of his strength, even through his clothes, Lin Qiaoer screamed in pain. looked at Du Ze again, with a hint of despair in his eyes, tears fell silently, but he didn't speak again.

At the moment when Wei Chichong stuffed the pistol into his pocket, Du Ze suddenly moved.

Swish!

With a whoosh, he ran over, moving like a rabbit, and a whip leg slammed into Wei Chichong's face.

Wei Chichong is a silver-level member after all, how can it be a fuel-efficient lamp, and Du Ze was taken aback, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to block.

Originally, he thought that he could easily resist it, after all, he would never take a black iron level to heart, but when he came into contact with Du Ze's whip leg, his eyes suddenly changed greatly.

An unrivaled force rushed down, causing him to have a sharp pain in his arm, his center of gravity suddenly lost, and his body flew out upside down, smashing the desk behind him.

At this time, Wei Chichong couldn't react at all, so he was kicked away by Du Ze, staggered a few steps before he could stand firmly, his face was very embarrassed, and he couldn't help shouting angrily: "Are you looking for ...... death?"

However, before he could finish the second half of his sentence, he was interrupted by Du Ze's ferocious punches and kicks.

Du Ze was like an angry lion, his fists and feet were like a storm without stopping, forcing Wei Chi Chong to retreat step by step, smashing countless tables and chairs, and Yu Chi Chong had no chance to pull out his pistol in the air.

Du Ze didn't use python leather boots to deal with a mere eighth-layer silver member with a forging body, he was no longer worthy.

Wei Chichong was stunned, his face was red, and at this moment, he was beaten by a member of the black iron level, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back.

"Oh my God, this can't be!"

"I'm grass, the silver level was actually crushed by the strength of the black iron level, and the sky was blown up!"

"I'll go, Du Ze is definitely the rhythm of being possessed by an ancient warrior! Banhua was humiliated, and she couldn't bear it."

The other students in the classroom were also completely stunned, and they were already very surprised when they heard that Du Ze had become a member of the Black Iron Level of the Wushu Federation today.

At this moment, as soon as he came up, he completely crushed Wei Chichong, which was simply unheard of.

"Hit, hit, beat hard, don't even recognize it!"

"Made, dare to come to our Ban Saye"

They looked at Wei Chichong's aggrieved appearance, and they couldn't wait to applaud.

Wei Chichong's actions just now had already aroused public indignation, but seeing Zheng Zeming, who was uneven, was knocked unconscious, their strength was too poor to dare to be angry and dare not speak, so they had to shrink their heads and turtles.

Now that someone has taken action to beat Wei Chi Chong, even if he is not there in person, his heart is indescribably happy.

……

Under Du Ze's stormy attack, Wei Chichong's face was red and swollen, and he actually had an irresistible tendency, so he couldn't help but threaten:

"Du Ze, do you know who I am, do you dare to touch me again?"

But it was this slight distraction that made him a little sluggish.

When Du Ze heard this, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery, but instead he accelerated the speed of his attack, jumped up with an elbow strike at close quarters, and smashed it into Yu Chichong's chest like a heavenly drill, directly knocking Yu Chichong's whole person into the air and flying up, spitting blood from his mouth.

Immediately, his other hand quickly grabbed the pistol in Wei Chichong's pocket, and even his shirt was torn rough and violently.

"Get up, keep being arrogant, and let me see how crazy you really are!"

Du Ze smiled coldly, and suddenly stepped forward and stepped on the face of Wei Chichong, who was paralyzed on the ground, and slammed it fiercely.

Immediately, he jumped like a garbage kick, and the fierce force knocked over the rows of desks.

After retracting his feet, Du Ze finally let out a bad breath, but he didn't bother to look at him again, and then threw the pistol to Tan Yaowen: "Fatty, put it away." ”

Tan Yaowen took the pistol, a little dumbfounded: "I said brother, you won't really be possessed, this, this is too exaggerated!" ”

Du Ze smiled and didn't explain: "If Wei Chichong's people dare to threaten you again, they will be killed with one shot." ”

This is not only for Tan Yaowen, but also to warn Wei Chi Chong's doglegs.

Tan Yaowen was robbed of his gun before, but he didn't dare to shoot easily, he only had six bullets, three of which were used on the way to Jialan Academy, and two more were used to save Du Ze from shooting the bloodthirsty octopus, and now there is only one left.

A self-bullet can only shoot one person, and the next scene is out of control, not only is he dangerous, but even his parents will be affected.

But now that Du Ze can suppress Wei Chi Chong, the situation will be turned upside down.

"Let go."

Du Ze coldly spit out two words, and then slowly walked towards the dog's leg that pressed Zheng Zeming to the ground.

The two doglegs were obviously a little scared, and couldn't help but hesitate to look at Wei Chichong who fell to the ground.

"Let you go!"

Wei Chichong, who got up, stretched out his hand to wipe the dirty blood from his mouth, ignoring his own bad situation, walked forward coldly, gritted his teeth and said:

"It's really embarrassing for you, you probably don't understand who you're messing with right now. In this academy, the president of the martial arts federation is my brother, so you should be ready to think about how to die. ”

"President of the Martial Arts Federation?"

Du Ze raised his eyebrows, sneered meaningfully, and said gloomily:

"It seems that this lesson is not deep enough. Then I might as well give you two choices, one is to take the initiative to release people, and the other is to be beaten by me to release people! ”