Chapter 16: The Rebels......
That's our Giggs principal.
In nasty terms, he was a mentally ill man with a fanatical love for gold - there was an example of a thief who had stolen two gold coins from Giggs a few years ago, and he foamed at the mouth for two days and two nights, until the thief was caught by the guards and the two coins were brought back intact.
Of course, this unique performance of the surname, in Ye Huan's professional terms, is 'precious metal paranoia', a very serious mental illness.
"It all depends on what I do?" Giggs tapped on the table, the smile on his face was as comfortable as it was, "Tell me all about it, how to deal with the Oda Kiyoshi incident?"
"Headmaster, is it just Oda Kiyoshi?" With the best of his understanding of the headmaster, he asked in the lowest voice: "This time, Ye Huan led people to surround your office, and at least one or two hundred thousand people saw it...... Oh, I mean, you're one of the Venerable Four Divine Masters, if you don't punish Ye Huan ......"
Boom!
Boom!
Giggs knocked on the table, "Dear Mr. **, use your brains! Ye Huan is a fanatical believer who has been blessed by His Majesty the Pope himself, and he seems to be a little smarter recently, what if I clean him up at this time and he sues the Inquisition? Even if he doesn't go to the Inquisition and write a letter of protest to the Holy See Chamber, we Donglin can't stand it!"
"Alright, that's it!" Giggs waved his hand, and the matter was over.
"And what about Kiyoshi Oda?"
The vice-principal mentioned it in a very small voice, and the smug expression on Giggs's face immediately disappeared, and he smiled bitterly, "Oda Kiyoshi ...... Alas, if you can't do it, I have a solution that isn't ......"
As he spoke, he wrote a paragraph on a piece of sky-blue letterhead, and with each word, the previous word disappeared immediately, apparently as an encryption technique. More than a dozen faculty members gathered around, and when they saw the contents, they let out an uncontrollable exclamation, "Your Excellency, ...... you do this?"
"Do you have any other way but to do that?" Giggs himself sighed, "mail this letter, regardless of whether it has an address or not...... Alas, this letter will cost 8,000 lives and 8,000 untouchables at most, but if Oda Kiyoshi doesn't wake up, we, the noble lords, will be eaten alive by the Inquisition!"
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Ye Huan and the others returned to the back mountain with a victorious attitude.
After the looting of the demolition team - yes, it is a looting, there could be no more gentle words in the hooligans of the demolition team, the dormitory area has become a ruin, more than a dozen construction trucks are moving bricks and rubble on the ground, and the demolition team members are also taking the opportunity to rummage through unclaimed luggage and get a little extra money.
The exact number of students in this dormitory area is six hundred and eight, and one hundred and eight people who follow Ye Huan are left, no more, no less, and there are five hundred left.
At this moment, the five hundred people were standing in the square in a daze, they looked at the dormitories that had been razed to the ground, shook their heads bitterly, and heard the sound of the few dormitories in the back of their heads collapsing under the roar of construction trucks, and many strong boys cried.
"If I knew this, I might as well fight with Ye Huan!"
A boy sighed in annoyance.
"Ye Huan?" the other boy sneered sarcastically, "Just such a waste, can you really help us get compensation?" Forget it, Ye Huan was a hero two years ago, but two years later, he is a big fool...... Hmph, the big fool who dares to provoke the ** husband!"
Syllable!
Before the student finished speaking, a cold palm slapped him with a big mouth, and it turned out to be the most fierce Shura against Ye Huan just now!
This chic girl exuded a chill, "Classmate John, Ye Huan may be a fool, but the word fool must not come out of our mouths! Understand, two years ago, it was Ye Huan who was seriously injured in seventeen places and rescued us from the claws of the demon beast!"
The boy named John immediately drew his sword, but after thinking about the comparison of the ranks of the two sides, he put away the sword and walked to the side rubbing his red and swollen face.
It's just that his mouth is still muttering in the smallest voice...... When Ye Huan was there, you were the most fierce person to scold, Ye Huan was no longer here, and you were the one who helped him say good things, hum, a fool who doesn't understand human feelings and sophistication, deserves to be excluded!
The scene in Pikano Square has not yet been transmitted here, and no one knows what happened to Ye Huan and his one hundred and eight fools, but a group of fools still fantasize about digging up compensation money from the Iron Pig Principal Giggs, perhaps, they have been arrested and beaten by the security department, or locked up in the small black room of the Inquisition!
At this moment, the crowd was faintly scratching.
Because Ye Huan came back, not only were the one hundred and eight people intact, but Lu Xiu, who was in the lead, was also carrying a big box that made a loud noise.
What's even more incredible is that Ye Huan said a few words to the driver on the construction truck, and the driver left dejectedly, and hung a notice in a conspicuous place - the time limit for demolition has been extended, and you can move out before the New Year!
Boom!
At this time, Ye Huan motioned to put the box in an open space, right in front of these five hundred people, and then, his gaze swept over the one hundred and eight people who had become his own believers, and then looked at these five hundred people...... He was greeted by the almost identical blank eyes of the five hundred people.
"Want to know the results?"
Ye Huan smiled and slammed open the box!
Five kilograms of gold were not very large, but when they were split into five hundred small round cakes and scattered in a large box, they seemed so huge, and in the light of the sun, the light they refracted pierced almost everyone's pupils.
Crash
Crash
Crash
Ye Huan grabbed a large handful of gold coins from the box, let go of his hand, and let them return to the box in free fall, making a crisp sound, and the sound of stimulating the soul reached the ears of the five hundred people, and suddenly, their eyes changed from blank to dull, followed by a blank.
Compared to them, the one hundred and eight believers who already knew that some of the gold would belong to them forcibly restrained their emotions, they were all fifteen or sixteen years old and half adults, and no one wanted to behave like a greedy and vulgar goblin at this time, but they endured it very hard!
"What are you still putting up with?"
Ye Huan smiled and said: "Brother Dan's disciples, this gold already belongs to you, and it is your reward for following Brother Dan's teachings and using your courage and wisdom in exchange!
The cheers were like a tide, and I couldn't hold back any longer.
When the cheers were a little quieter, Ye Huan deliberately slowed down his movements, checked out six gold coins in the box, and beckoned, "Lu Xiu!"
"Me?"
Lu Xiu obviously didn't realize that Ye Huan would find him at this time, and stepped forward in amazement, and in the next second, he seemed to have a premonition of what kind of wonderful fate he was about to face, and he punched his chest excitedly.
"Mr. Lu Xiu, when Brother Dan's disciples were bullied, you were the first to report to me, and when I led my classmates to fight, it was you who fought against the sword behind my back, then, you are the undoubted first hero of this victory, three gold coins, you deserve it, and the other three gold coins, Brother Dan gave you a reward!"
"Six gold coins, all for me!?"
What else is shocking, it is better than throwing out a large handful of golden gold coins on the spot!? Lu Xiu was stunned by the boldness of giving money on the spot, as for the five hundred onlookers, their eyes have become frightened, envious, and even have some inexplicable emotions, which seem to be ...... Remorse?