But embarrassment is embarrassment, and he also understands that the children here are not something he can easily teach or scold, so after adjusting his emotions for a short time, the teacher nodded. Put down the book, and the whip, turn around and transfer the courseware you have prepared to the blackboard through the microcomputer on your watch. In fact, the blackboard is no longer the kind of writing board used in teaching in ancient times, it has long been an output media device that integrates various functions such as projectors, holographic cameras, laser demonstrators, etc. Just to miss some civilization that has been forgotten, it has been called the blackboard for tens of thousands of years.

When he turned away, the classroom was once again in a noisy and noisy place. He tried to calm his emotions, it had taken him so many years to get into a school like this, and he couldn't let those efforts go to waste because of a small mistake. But—

Smack-

A marble suddenly flew in, and the lens of the gold wire glasses of the teacher, who was facing away from the students who was giving a lecture with a laser, shattered. The middle-aged teacher jumped up in fright, and couldn't help but turn around angrily, "Who did it!?"

But all he saw was the class laughing, and several little boys still cheering. The teacher's face suddenly turned red, as if he had smeared ketchup. "You, you, it's not right for you to do this. ”

He still controlled his temper, but it was clear that there was no way to control his emotions. The young master's daughters fell on the sofa, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of their mouths, which was so dazzling.

Turning around in frustration, and just as he was about to start the lecture, a large marble hit him in the back, back of the head and buttocks, and many of them hit the wall and bounced back and hit him in the face.

"Ahh The middle-aged teacher's anger turned black, twisted, gritted his teeth and turned around, his body trembled violently, staring fiercely at these dozen people. But they still laughed as if they didn't see it at all, and some of them even playfully used a microcomputer to directly holographic camera live broadcast.

However, these people who are either reveling or angry do not notice that a child's emotions are starting to get a little impatient. He grinned, frowning slightly. The laughter continued, and the boy by the window slowly stood up, smiling nonchalantly. Around eleven years old, he is already about 1.5 meters tall. A straight fluffy and delicate and flowing broken hair, a pair of sky-blue pupils as clear as a mountain spring, set off the immature face. The relatively delicate figure reveals a noble atmosphere.

He is wearing a custom Q version suit, which looks very handsome, different from the cute temperament of the average little Zhengtai, he was born with a handsome face.

Why did he stand up? yes, he was impatient. With his hands in his pockets, a pair of Q-version black leather shoes made a characteristic sound when he stepped on the floor. He walked a few steps, then suddenly stopped again, then turned and walked to the desk of one of his classmates. Looking at him, his eyes flickered for a moment, and he turned around and flew out. This boy brother flew out of the sofa upside down with his face on the soles of his shoes. Blood flew in the air, and before everyone could react, the boy lunged and sprinted with his left hand, and another boy made a crisp sound when his jaw bone cracked. Before anyone else could fly out, the boy grabbed him by the collar and kissed him on the stomach with a knee bang. Brother Gongzi stood out a large mouthful of blood, and then was thrown out like garbage by the boy.

Syllable...... Click~~~

After smashing a crystal table, he continued to fly, smashing the two sofas in the back row and the owner above. There was a wail.

The little boy glanced at the four people lying on the ground and patted the crumpled suit. With both hands in fists, there was a crackling sound of bones.

There was deathly silence in the class, save for a few wounded snorts. The boy raised his eyebrows, and an evil spirit sent tremors through the hearts of those who saw him. Taking two steps back, he turned his head and smiled at a pale-faced boy who was sitting on the sofa to his left, "You also swept away the excitement of Young Master Ben." ”

Spun around and lifted his foot, the heel of his shoe in close contact with the child's chin. Blood flew in the air again. Turning slowly, his eyes glancing. The implication couldn't be more obvious.

"Damn!" a boy behind him picked up the fruit saucer on the table and slapped it at the back of the boy's head. With a backhand choke, three fingers grabbed his wrist. "Ahh The boy twisted his immature arm directly and turned around, and Brother Gongzi cried wolf in pain, and his face turned blue.

"You're going to hit me!?" The boy's eyes were as cold as ice for ten thousand years. Such a gaze almost made Brother Gongzi forget the pain, forget the scream, and his pupils trembled slightly.

"That's enough, classmate, you let go of that classmate!" the teacher finally reacted and rushed to stop it.

"Get out!"

The boy stomped on his feet, and the crystal disc exploded, and a crystal shard flew out like a bullet, grazing the teacher's shoulder, causing him to take a few steps backwards and sit on the ground. His shoulders were red, and crystal shards cut through his clothes and skin, but they didn't hurt his bones. The teacher swallowed a mouthful of saliva and found that he didn't have the strength to stand up.

In the distance, there was already a panic in the school security office. Oh my God! Which of these sons and daughters is not a treasure! Who has ever seen such a thing happen to them? Parents have set up monitoring devices on their children, and it is estimated that all parents already know that their children have been hurt in this way. The retired special forces bodyguards and intelligent robot bodyguards who stayed on campus had already gone berserk and ran desperately to this side.

That bastard ate the courage of the ambitious leopard! Even our young master dares to fight, I want to die! The aisle is as noisy as a war march, and their respective bodyguards are worried about their respective masters. However, by the time they arrived, the farce was over. The wooden door made of sandalwood had broken away from the door frame, and there were sawdust on the ground, as if it had been blasted open by a cannonball. A curled up boy was lying on it, unconscious.

The bodyguards were blindfolded, and a teenager was arranging his sleeves and tie in front of them, which were stained with blood. I didn't see them at all, strolling around leisurely, with my hands in my pockets. The anger of the bodyguards can be imagined, intelligent robots can control and measure the situation, but humans cannot. However, just as they took a step and wanted to teach the rabbit cub a lesson. only to find that one figure after another was already in front of them.

By the time the boy walked up to the group of bodyguards, few of them had the ability to stand up and speak. A special forces bodyguard was dripping with blood from the corners of his mouth, half-kneeling on the ground, his feet no longer governed by his will. There were also several men in black special operations suits standing around him, without a trace of expression on their faces, with cold muzzles pointed at his head. All this was just an instant, and these special forces in the same uniform were like thunder, making everyone lose the ability to resist. Even those intelligent robot bodyguards with explosive combat effectiveness have their pupils dilated at this moment and have lost their motivation.

The boy walked up to him and happened to be a head taller than him on his knees.

"You're going to hit me too?"

The bodyguard gritted his teeth and did not speak. The boy smiled and raised his eyebrows, "It's not hopeless." The hand in his trouser pocket instantly pulled out a slap and slapped him in the face. He felt like he had been hit hard with the butt of a gun, and his brain shook as he guessed that his jaw bone had broken and he was losing consciousness.

The boy wiped his hands expressionlessly and slipped them into his trouser pocket. Walk in the direction of going out and "go home." What a broken school, a spoiler!"

Behind him, a group of special forces who were originally expressionless suddenly smiled helplessly, holding their foreheads and following.

The boy's name was Chen Feng, the only son of Chen Shengtian, the second richest man in the United Nations at the time. The future heir of the world's second largest machinery manufacturing company, the law. Of course, he never liked people to call him Chen Feng, he only wanted others to call him - Lan Fengqi! This is the name his mother gave him.

A small island off the coast, this is a peculiar island. The reason why it is strange is that there are no steel buildings, no concrete floors, and verdant green forests, just like the last rainforest on the planet in South America. After the miniature forest, a court building that would have existed in BC was built on top of a steep cliff, followed by a reef forest and waves.

villa area. Chen Feng stood in the gorgeous hall, his head bowed, looking at his leather shoes with an impatient expression. His hands were still in his trouser pockets, and his suit was still a little red. The tie was almost loose, and the button was broken, and it was clear that he was uncomfortable.

"Chen Feng, can you tell me why you hit someone?" A middle-aged man about forty years old but almost full of silver threads stood in front of him, his hands behind his back, with a serious expression on his face. This started with his father, Chen Shengtian.

"Don't call me Chen Feng! There's no reason, it's just that I can't get used to it. ”

Chen Feng didn't even look at the man, just lowered his head, and said the next sentence very lightly, and that tone was as relaxed and peaceful as asking "What to eat for dinner?" The middle-aged man frowned, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, "You!You!It's this sentence again!Can you fool me with a better excuse?" The middle-aged man's tone seemed a little excited, and naturally he became two tones heavier, sounding ominous, "How can you make me worthy of your mother like this!"

Chen Feng raised his head violently, "Don't mention my mother! Are you sorry for her!! are you angry!? Hehe, I, don't worry about you!" Chen Feng said these words word by word, turned around and left, leaving without looking back.

After Chen Feng left, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of anger, but he sighed deeply, and the anger was extinguished instantly. In its place is endless bitterness, helplessness and pain. He took two steps back and collapsed weakly on the couch.

"Ahh Obviously he is only in his early forties, but he is already full of gray hair, his face is haggard, and wrinkles have almost climbed to the corners of his eyebrows. There is a bitter smile hidden at the corner of his mouth at any time, and the sadness that can't be dissipated hangs there. A pair of pale blue eyes in the slightly sunken eye sockets, although still clear, have been covered with a layer of gray.

He held his forehead with one hand, bent his arm on the armrest of the sofa, rubbed his forehead and said to himself weakly, "Xin'er, Xin'er, Xin'er, I'm sorry...... I'm really sorry......" A drop of moist liquid slipped down the jaw and smashed on the couch, splattering.

A virtual laser human face appeared in front of the middle-aged man out of thin air. "I'm sorry to bother you, sir. However, a series of patriarchs of more than a dozen families such as the Zhou family, the Liu family, the Li family, and the Wang family strongly asked to see you. They have brought the family army with them, and they have already arrived in the Gulf for a generation. They asked the young master to give them an explanation......"

"Ridiculous! What obligation does my son of the Chen family have to give an explanation to others! I didn't let them bring their son to the door to apologize, and I already gave them face. Some people just don't know what to do, and it seems that they have been living too well lately. Steward Zhou, notify the board of directors and hold a meeting. Also, let the kids kick these bastards out of the bay for me. Chen Shengtian couldn't find a place to vent his anger, and immediately someone who didn't know what was good or bad was sent to the door, which made Steward Zhou very helpless. The old man is usually a very kind person, but once it comes to the young master's questions, he becomes quite unreasonable.

Sighing, the butler nodded, "Yes, master, I'll do it right away......"

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