Chapter Thirty-Three: South No. 2 Middle School, South No. 2 Middle School!

Outside the principal's office.

A group of parents stood together, jokingly looking at the closed office door.

Principal Kameda was also slightly dissatisfied, after all, it was his own office, but why did it seem to have become a theater stage today, and everyone used their own office as a place to perform.

But considering the other party's prestige, he wisely closed his mouth.

Of all the people, only Saki Niidegawa clasped her hands in front of her chest and looked worried.

Zhuang Zhuang's mother pursed her lips and said to the person next to her angrily: "That little orphan who has no parents must have knelt down for Mrs. Da Kita now." ”

"Who do you say is Ono ......?"

Futaide Kawasaki turned his head and glared angrily at the strong mother.

"Smack!"

As if in response to Zhuang Zhuang's mother's words, there was a crisp slap in the office.

Even though the closed office door blocks out some of the sound, people outside the door can still hear it clearly.

"Well, sure enough, the little orphan was slapped in the face by Mrs. Daikita. Ouch, such a heavy slap, ouch, it must have hurt, it's really distressing, it's just a teenager. ”

While hypocritically sighing, Zhuang Zhuang's mother covered half of her fat face with her hands, and at the same time looked at Saki Futaide provocatively.

But Saki Niidegawa didn't have the slightest heart to deal with her anymore, and the heavy slap was not on Leech Motoku's face, but seemed to be slapped on her face.

The tears in Saki Iidekawa, which had already been held back in her eyes, flowed out again.

She threw herself at the door and tried to break in, but was grabbed by her arm with her fat big hand.

"You come back to me!"

"Let go of me! Let me go! "Saki Niidegawa kept struggling.

"If you break in now, won't the little orphan be slapped in vain?" Zhuang Zhuang's mother pulled Fute Chuansaki's hair and smiled proudly, "Ouch, you have to think about others, maybe his slap was for you, let Mrs. Dakita forgive you, you will ruin his good intentions if you break in." ”

"Let it go! You let me go! ”

Saki Futaidegawa cried, although she was taller, the tonnage of her strong mother was here, not to mention that there were other parents and teachers around to help her.

She was like a javelin-hunted beast by Africans, crying out in despair.

"Smack!"

"Smack!!"

There was another crisp slap in the principal's office.

The two snaps in succession made the eyes of Saki Niide Kawa round, and the smiles on the faces of the strong mothers were even brighter.

"Oh, I said, for the sake of a few slaps from Director Daikita, otherwise I would have waived the orphan's compensation." Zhuang Zhuang's mother suddenly jokingly said to the people around her, "Just send him directly to the juvenile courtyard, we must be a little merciful to a teenager." ”

seemed to feel how compassionate her suggestions were, and a compassionate smile appeared on her face.

"Leech Ben! Leech Ben! You're fighting back! You're fighting back! ”

Saki Niidegawa, who was choked, shouted at the top of his voice.

There are several third-grade classrooms on the floor where the principal's office is located.

Because the noise in the corridor was so loud, some teachers came out of several classrooms and watched curiously.

There were also students in the back row of the classroom poking their heads out to see what was going on outside.

Everyone was curious about what was going on in the principal's office and how so many people had gathered.

"Squeak."

Not long after the two slaps fell, the office door opened softly.

"Tuk-tuk."

Leech Benkong, whose hair was already slightly long, walked out slowly, his eyes calm, and he couldn't tell that he had just been beaten.

Saki Niidegawa's two arms were grabbed, and his head was held down by his strong mother.

Hearing the footsteps, she raised her head with difficulty and looked up at Leech.

Her pretty face was already full of tears, and her eyes were full of red bloodshots: "Are you okay......?"

Looking down at the appearance of Saki Futagawa with rain, Leech Motoku was speechless.

He just strode forward, clenching his fists.

"Dead fat pig! Give me death! ”

"Boom!"

Leech's clenched fist slammed into the face of Zhuang Zhuang's mother like a rocket!

The fat face of the greasy fat flesh instantly squirmed frantically to the left like ripples on the surface of the water.

Not only the face, but the whole person of Zhuang Zhuang Ma was also punched by Leech Benkong and turned to the left side and fell to the ground.

It's a pity that the leech's original air strength is not enough, and it is also because the tonnage of Zhuang Zhuang Ma is too large, otherwise the whole person will fly out.

"Ahhh

Zhuang Zhuang's mother fell to the ground, and a front tooth spit out from her mouth.

"Blood, blood, my blood, ah! My tooth !! ”

She looked at the blood all over the ground, and her whole body trembled as if she was hysterical, especially when she saw her teeth that had been knocked off, she was about to faint and die.

It took three seconds for the others to react.

Everyone stared at Leech Honkong with incredulous eyes.

I can't imagine why Leech, who is difficult to protect himself, would do such a thing.

Doesn't he know how dangerous his situation is now?

Not only will you be expelled from school, you will not be admitted to high school, and you will even be arrested and sent to jail.

In the current situation, how dare he! Shot!

"It's all right......"

Pulling Futaidegawa in front of her, Leech Benkong gently straightened her messy hair with her five fingers.

"No, it's okay......"

Futaide Kawasaki replied dumbfoundedly, and then she looked at the strong mother who had fainted on the ground.

"You, you, you're crazy!" Looking at the expressionless Leech Motosa, Principal Kameda pointed at Legamoto's face with a trembling hand.

"Why are you stunned, why don't you give it to me quickly! Hold the whole crazy boy down for me! ”

"Yes!"

"Hmm!"

A group of teachers replied in a panic.

But faster than a group of teachers was Leech Benkong, who smashed the glass of the fire cabinet on the wall with a sudden punch.

"It's a mess."

Then, Leech Benkong pulled out a red-painted fire axe from it.

"Hey! Put the axe down! What are you doing! ”

"Put down the fire axe!"

"This is the school!"

Seeing that Leech Benkong pulled out a fire axe, the teachers who were about to pounce immediately stopped.

With a warning, they retreated.

Principal Kameda, who had been glaring angrily just now, also took a step backwards.

Picking up the fire axe, Leech Benkong slammed into the window of the corridor next to him!

"It's a mess!"

The glass of the hallway window shattered to the ground.

But that's not all, Legamoto slashed at the glass window next to him as he walked towards the staircase on the other side.

It's like a pilgrim, but the pilgrim takes a step and kowtows, and he takes a step and smashes a window.

For a moment, the hallway was covered with the sound of glass breaking.

Teachers and students who had been able to sit still in the classroom before could not sit still now.

"Stompe."

"Bang bang."

Under the sound of chaotic footsteps, a student rushed out of the classroom, shoulder to shoulder, shoulder to shoulder, tiptoe watching Leech Benkong pick up a fire axe and smash one piece of glass after another.

And when Leech Benkong walked towards them, no matter how fierce and crowded the crowd was, everyone couldn't help but retreat, leaving enough space.

It's like a gust of wind blowing away the flames and splitting the waves.

The eyes of the crowd gathered for the leech, and the turbulence of the crowd was separated by the leech.

Looking at the back of the leech's original sky reflected by the sunlight and the brilliance of broken glass, none of the parents and teachers who were aggressive dared to step forward.

It wasn't until Leech came to the staircase with a fire axe and saw that he was about to leave, that Principal Kameda had the courage to take a step forward.

Principal Kameda snarled with a split-headed face, "You bitch! Remember me! ”

"All Arakawa!"

"All of Tokyo!"

"All of Japan!"

"No high school will take you!"

Principal Kameda's sound waves ran over the glass shards all over the hallway,

"None of the high schools took me in?" Holding the fire axe, Leech Motoku turned his head and looked through the crowd in the corridor, looking at the angry Principal Kameda, the panicked teacher, and the gangster parents.

He raised his fire axe high and greeted the sun!

"Bang dang!"

"It's a mess!"

There was another commotion, and the last glass window in the corridor was smashed by him!

Leech Motoku's face turned at a forty-five degree angle and smiled contemptuously: "All Arakawa! ”

"All of Tokyo!"

"All of Japan!"

"None of the high schools took me in? All right. ”

"me! All of Japan! All Schools!! ”