Chapter 976: White Moonlight of a Delinquent Boy 17

In the alley, Zhao Jingze's guy is a bastard.

This kid didn't think the stomach injury was serious enough, so he hit his head against the wall.

Boom!

A dull voice.

At this time, Zhou Rui was finally late with nail polish girls and security guards.

The person lying on the ground startled Zhou Rui, and she hurriedly searched for the traces of the night blow.

To be honest, it was because when the girl went to look for her and said the name of the night blow, she immediately put down the work she was doing.

On the way, Zhou Rui thought about it, no matter if there was anything wrong with the night blow, she would call the big brother of the night blow. Take this opportunity to get to know Yeliang - she has admired him for a long time, as early as the time Yeliang gave a speech at their school ceremony.

As a result, I didn't expect that there was no trace of the night blowing at the scene.

On the contrary, it was Zhao Jingze's kid who had blood on his head and face, and he looked scared to death.

"Zhao Jingze!" Zhou Rui stepped forward: "What about the night blow?" ”

"Brother Night? He didn't come. Zhao Jingze covered his head and said, "Teacher Zhou, don't care about people who are not there, I have a headache!" Exercise! It's murderous for these gangsters to beat people, they're ignoring the juvenile protection law, and I'm going to let them into the game! ”

Zhou Rui glanced at the black astringent society with the dragon tattoo on his body lying on the ground, and his legs and stomach trembled, it was really scary.

"Okay, good, the teacher called the police."

Zhou Rui just took out the mobile phone from the pocket of her clothes, Zhao Jingze took the mobile phone directly from her hand, and her face was angry, as if she had been wronged, "I don't need the teacher to help me, I'll find someone myself!" ”

“……”

Separated by a wall, Night Blowing took all the things behind him into his ears, and the smoke caught in his fingertips burned to the end, and was thrown under his feet when he was about to burn his hands.

He pursed his lips and chuckled, his expression playful.

Bullshit juvenile protection law, Zhao Jingze is eighteen years old and three months old.

Xian Xian came back with a transparent plastic bag, which contained miscellaneous disinfectant alcohol swabs, bandages and medicines, Ye Fu glanced at her sideways, and then glanced at his fist,, buy so many things, people who don't know think that his hand is broken!

"Get your hands out." Xianxian placed the plastic bag on a large stone next to her, and reached out to Yabuki, motioning for him to put his hand on her palm.

The devil sent God, and the night blow did it.

He was injured on the back of his hand, and when he hit someone, he used too much force, and directly smashed a black glass, and the broken glass cut the back of his hand.

The palm fell into the hand of the fairy.

It's as hot as a fire.

Holding it in your hand, it seems to burn to the tip of your heart.

The two of them stood in the shadow in front of the wall, with the off-campus block in front of them, and people came and went, and the place where they were seemed to form an independent space, and it was as quiet as ever.

Night Blowing lowered her eyes.

The girl's hands are soft.

When he disinfected him with alcohol, what attracted his attention more than the slightest pain to the bones was the delicate skin of the other party, the fingertips like green onions, and the fingertips like tender tofu, which made people involuntarily slightly distracted.

But Yebuki only came back to his senses after a few seconds of distraction, and footsteps sounded behind the wall, and the sound gradually fell silent, and Zhao Jingze and the others left.

Xian Xian held his hand in one hand and held a cotton swab stained in alcohol in the other to disinfect his wounds. Immediately sprinkled some medicinal powder, took out a bandage and wrapped the young man's delicate and perfect palm into a pig's trotter, and also heard the movement behind the wall, while asking: "Zhao Jingze, can they do it?" ”

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