Chapter Twenty-Seven: Gorgeously Losing You

Gu Ling changed the image of being honest and cowardly to the students in the fifth class in the past, his movements were capable and fast, and he completed all the actions between the lightning and flint, and the weight of his feet could be described as very dark.

In particular, Fang Cai also offended some people who Gu Ling, such as Fang Kun, the dealer who opened the market.

At this time, Fang Kun's thick nerves finally reacted, it seemed that due to inertial reaction in the past two days, his attitude towards the waste body had not been very good, did he have to change it in the future? It is better to offend the gentleman than to offend the villain. Thinking back recently, the waste body is becoming more and more like an evil god who will be revenged. If you offend such a person, at least in the future, you will inevitably have a few doors and windows in your home to fly in the unknown air. Not worth it!

Just when Fang Kun was thinking about it, something happened that made his scalp tingle: Gu Ling on the martial arts stage seemed to have a sense of what he was thinking, and he glanced at him with a smile. The action is very secretive, but it can't escape the eyes of his client.

Fang Kun's heart suddenly cooled: It's over, the waste body is holding a grudge against me, it seems that those pigs in my pig pen have to be two or a few in three days

Not to mention these low-level and unfounded conjectures in Kun's mind under the stage, Hu Bingli on the stage looked hysterical like an injured trapped beast.

His anger not only stemmed from the physical impact that Gu Ling brought him, but also from the psychological trauma of being crawled to the ground with one foot.

I think he thinks very highly of himself on weekdays, although his talent and strength are not top in the class, but this does not prevent him from looking at people with his nostrils. There were 80 people in the entire lower five classes, and less than 10 of them could get into his eyes. Among the remaining seventy people, Gu Ling was the one he looked down on the most. Now he didn't expect that the mechanism was exhausted, but in the end, he was knocked down by the waste body he despised the most.

This is simply a great shame, and I can't bear it!

Hu Bingli let out the rough wheezing sound of the injured beast in his mouth, and suddenly jumped up from the ground, picking up the long sword that fell not far away on the way, pulling out the scabbard, his face was so hideous that his facial features were twisted into a piece, and he slashed at Gu Ling angrily, vowing to cut Gu Ling under the sword:

"Waste, I'll fight with you!"

Although the sword is ruthless, the fist and the foot have no eyes. But the graduation competition is a ranking competition after all, everyone is very measured, and the point is stopped, and few people play real fire, regardless of it, to kill the opponent.

But now, Hu Bingli is obviously really angry and wants to take Gu Ling's life under the sword. The graduating Dabi of the next five classes has never seen blood until now. For a while, the hearts of all the students were lifted and their attention was concentrated.

Even the head teacher Chen Meng had a serious expression, and his expression was uncertain. I don't know if I should intervene or not.

Although there is no rule that people are not allowed to die, it is not a good thing to die after all.

Unlike some people in the audience, Gu Ling on the stage looked very calm, sneered and shook his head, just at this time, Hu Bingli's long sword had already slashed towards the top of Gu Ling's head, and it was only ten centimeters away from the top of his forehead.

I didn't see Gu Ling's movements at the moment, but his figure changed several positions like a phantom.

The students in the next fifth class only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and when their vision was clear again, they saw Gu Ling's right index finger and middle finger firmly holding Hu Bingli's sword wielding in mid-air, with a relaxed look on his face, and said playfully: "Anger is the most useless emotion, because it is difficult to pretend to be forced." ”

"You can even practice?"

Hu Bingli was horrified and looked like he had seen a ghost.

Gu Ling smiled softly: "Yes." You've discovered all of my big secrets. You know too much. ”

"Hmph, even if you know how to practice, what if you still hack you to death!"

Hu Bingli struggled to pull the sword out of Gu Ling's fingers, and was about to lift it up to slash Gu Ling, but before he could move, Gu Ling's ghostly figure moved again, lightning bullied forward, grabbed Hu Bingli's right hand holding the sword with his left hand, and slapped Hu Bingli's face with a round slap in his right hand.

The huge impact from Gu Ling's palm hit Hu Bingli and almost fell to the ground again, and he stumbled before he could stand firmly, but the right half of Hu Bingli's face was already red and swollen like the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

Shame, shame!

Hu Bingli's head was almost blank with shame: "Waste body, today next year is your death day!"

"Smack!"

This was a crisp slap on the left side of Hu Bingli's face, which quickly turned red and swollen. Now the left and right sides of the face are symmetrical again.

"Waste, today is either you dead or I die!"

"Smack!"

Another slap on the right cheek!

"Waste, I, Hu Bingli, will die with you today!"

"Smack!"

Another slap on the left cheek.

"Waste, why do you keep slapping me in the face. There's a kind of you don't want to slap your face!" Hu Bingli was completely angry.

Can you not be angry? Your face is beaten like a monkey.

"Okay!"

"Boom!"

At this time, Gu Ling punched Hu Bingli's nose firmly.

Suddenly, Hu Bingli's nose was full of bloodbleeds!

The nose is very fragile and is also linked to the tear glands. Once you are hurt, you will feel sour and want to cry.

It's just that with the strength of Gu Ling's hand, let alone wanting to cry, he just cried directly.

"Waste, you don't want to hit any part of my head!" Hu Bingli held a swollen face that had become a monkey Sailei, tears on the top and nosebleeds below, like a grievance insect that had been severely punished.

"Okay. ”

"I'm not a casual person, and it stands to reason that I have agreed to your request once, so I shouldn't have bothered you a second time. But what is the relationship between the two of us? After three years of friendship, I'm sure I'm going to take care of you!"

As he spoke, Gu Ling grabbed Hu Bingli's right wrist again, but this time he didn't attack with his right hand, but picked up the severed grandson's foot backwards!

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~h

The following arc was drawn, and at that time, Hu Bingli's terrible cry like killing a pig was heard.

"Eggs, broken eggs"

Hu Bingli hurriedly stiffened his body in an instant, his hands were on his crotch, his face was bruised, and he soon fell to the ground, curled up, and convulsed.

"I told you I would take care of you, I promised you. ”

Gu Ling glanced lightly at Hu Bingli, who was curled up on the ground in pain, and walked to the side with a sneer: "It must be done if it is said!"

The head teacher Chen Meng's face changed suddenly, he guessed the ending, but he didn't guess the object. It turned out to be Hu Bingli who was seriously injured. So he hurriedly ran up from the stage!

"Hu Bingli, are you okay?"

Hu Bingli's face was extremely painful, and he did not answer Chen Meng.

Chen Meng saw that Hu Bingli didn't answer him, and desperately protected his crotch with both hands, and the muscles in his hands still showed twitching from moment to moment, as if he was doing something embarrassing.

How does Chen Meng know? Hu Bingli was already in pain at this time, and his opponent lost control, and his hands had already grasped his crotch and eggs under the action of the reflex arc.

Chen Meng subconsciously pulled Hu Bingli's hands that were protecting his crotch, wanting to remove the cover to see what the situation was, who knew that it was okay if he didn't pull, as soon as he pulled Hu Bingli's hands that were reflexively grasped with birds and eggs, Hu Bingli's face was even more painfully distorted, and he screamed miserably in his mouth:

"Teacher, don't. You me!"

"I beg you, teacher, don't talk nonsense. Don't talk nonsense! Kill me!" Hu Bingli was so painful that his nosebleed, snot and tears were mixed together, his face was full of vertical and horizontal faces, and he wailed in pain: "Don't talk nonsense, teacher"