"Hey! This position is mine. A young man who was not tall and looked like a little fat ran over and pointed to where No. 3 was sitting.

No. 3 didn't even look at him, so he said lightly: "Not now." ”

Yamamoto Nami sat on a chair and did not rush to take out the textbook, but looked at the scene with interest with his head sideways. In addition to Nami Yamamoto, there are also many people who show concern about No. 3, a new transfer student, who is so arrogant on the first day, is indeed rare.

And after No. 3 said that sentence flatly, the class burst into laughter. The slightly chubby young man's face turned red at this time, revealing a fierce gaze, and threatened gloomily: "Boy, don't ask who your young master is!" Are you tired of being alive? ”

Hearing this, No. 3 raised his head slightly, glanced at him lightly, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The boy said with some pride: "My name is Mikawa Bell, and Mikawa Hachishima, the current deputy mayor of Yokohama City, is my father. ”

No. 3 looked at him with a strange gaze, and the boy would have been mistaken, thinking that No. 3 was a little frightened after hearing that his father was the vice mayor of Yokohama City, who held huge power, and immediately stood in place with his toes high, waiting for the person who grabbed his seat to humbly apologize to him.

In fact, it's just his name that makes Three feel weird, and it's just that the name he feels is a bit weird.

After a brief silence, Three said lightly, "Oh. After that, he casually swept a few books and pens on the table and fell directly back on the chair, his eyes half-squinted, and he had no intention of giving up his seat or apologizing.

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom again, and Mikawa Bell relied on his father to be the current deputy mayor of Yokohama City, and he was extremely arrogant here, and he had offended many of his classmates. It's just that most of the students here are the children of businessmen, and because of his strong official background, they don't dare to say anything, and the teachers don't dare to care. Now that someone can let him eat turtles, these people are the happiest in their hearts.

Hanagawa Bell felt that he couldn't hold his face, and raised his fists and shouted: "Boy, I'm a master of the black section of karate, don't blame me for being rude if you don't get out of the way!" ”

When No. 3 heard it, he still said a faint "oh".

Seeing this, the surrounding classmates continued to let out a piercing laugh, laughing at Hua Chuan Bell, who only dared to speak, but did not dare to do it, at this moment finally completely angered Hua Chuan Bell, and he lost his mind and shouted violently, and slammed down on No. 3 with a punch.

At this moment, Number Three's eyes suddenly opened, and a cold glint flashed in his cold eyes.

"Bang!"

In the face of the punch, No. 3 directly took the lead and kicked Hanagawa Bell directly in the stomach, Hanagawa Bell didn't even have time to scream and flew out in an instant, until he hit a desk and fell to the ground with a table, only then did he let out a terrible scream.

At this moment, the whole class gasped when they saw this, because except for a few people sitting next to Three, no one else could see how Three made a move.

In their eyes, just seeing No. 3's body shake slightly, Hanagawa Bell flew out upside down. And only Nami Yamamoto and a few people next to him saw that No. 3 was slightly sideways with his upper body, and a foot under the table was lightningly kicked to Hanagawa Bell's lower abdomen. What a frightening speed! It was this kick that made the whole class know that No. 3 is definitely not a good stubble.

After a while, the class bell rang outside the classroom, and even at this time, the head teacher came in, and few people noticed. Almost everyone's eyes were staring at No. 3 like a monster, and the kick just now was too shocking for them.

"What's going on? What's going on? As soon as the middle-aged head teacher who was about to go to class came in, he saw a mess in the classroom, and the audience was extremely silent.

"Hanagawa Bell, what's going on?"

Hanagawa Bell was holding his stomach in pain at this time, his upper and lower bodies were twitching, and he didn't have the strength and energy to answer him.

Seeing this, the head teacher frowned and asked loudly, "Can anyone tell me what happened?" "The whole class was silent, no one dared to speak, they were all afraid that the third would retaliate after that, this kind of righteous and insistent, no good but offending people, they would not do it. For children born in a capitalist family like this, the first lesson they learn in life is the trade-off of interests.

The head teacher was even more angry at this time, although these eldest young masters and eldest ladies were difficult to serve, they still respected the school rules and discipline, and at least they did not do anything too outrageous on the surface. But as soon as he came over today, he saw that his own students were beaten, and not only did the whole class not help, but no one paid attention to him, and he felt that he couldn't cover his face.

And at this moment, a cold voice said, "I hit it." What's the matter with you! ”

The angry head teacher followed the sound and saw a strange student leaning back in a chair, looking half-asleep.

"You are?"

The head teacher asked suspiciously.

After seeing that No. 3 didn't speak, he thought about it again and asked with some uncertainty: "Are you a new classmate, Chen Daomingjun?" ”

No. 3 nodded slightly.

"Why did you hit him?"

"He's going to hit me."

"Why did he hit you?"

"He wants my place, and I won't give it."

The whole class sweated on the spot, and it was simply No. 3 who grabbed Hanagawa Bell's position, okay. The head teacher's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "This is Hua Chuan Bell's position, you sit in his position, and you still hit people, this is your fault." ”

No. 3 didn't sweep him, closed his eyes slightly and said, "It's mine now." ”

"You ......" The head teacher pointed to No. 3, speechless with anger. He has been a teacher for more than ten years, and no student has ever dared to talk to him like this in the open, and he really doesn't know what to do for a while.

After a long time, the head teacher calmed down his anger and said, "You come with me to the teaching office now!" ”

Hearing this, No. 3 opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the person in front of him who was about forty years old, dressed in a decent outfit, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and at first glance, he looked like a person with literary background.

Three asked suspiciously, "Why?" ”

In the "Black Dragon Group" training camp, when any two killer trainees have a Mao Dun conflict, they can kill each other through a variety of positive or despicable methods, and the instructors will not only not stop but will actively encourage and even reward.