The pedestrian road is lined with two rows of tall sycamores, and the golden leaves of the sycamores cover the entire road, and if a few rays of the sun falls, it will be better than the scenery in countless paintings. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoBecause of this sky-filled sycamore, this highway has always been the most popular place for students of Jiangcheng University, and many students stroll around it before and after class.

The sharp sound of brakes in the BMW made many students follow the prestige, and after seeing the license plate and the people in the car clearly, many students' faces changed slightly.

A kind-hearted female student pretended to pass by Song Qiu's side and whispered in Song Qiu's ear: "That's Pan Dong, a famous evil boy in the school, why don't you go away quickly?"

Song Qiu habitually scratched his head, which was his often confused action: "Obviously he almost ran over me, why does it look like I did something wrong?"

The female student smiled bitterly: "Some time ago, it was also here, Pan Dong drove and injured a girl in the foreign language department, at that time his attitude was also very bad, a boy saw that the road was uneven, stood up and said a few words, as a result, Pan Dong took an iron rod from the car, got out of the car and beat the boy severely. ”

"Didn't you call the police?" Song Qiu said in surprise.

"Does Yongning Group know? That's Pan Dong's. The female student explained: "After Pan Dong finished beating someone, he directly threw down a stack of money, asked the injured two people to take the money to treat their injuries, and threatened them before leaving, whoever dares to call the police must make his whole family restless." He is such a murderous threat, where do the two of them dare to call the police, they can only swallow their anger in the spirit of calming the matter. You don't want to think about it, where can we, the flat-headed little people, afford to provoke these bullying, domineering, rich and powerful local snakes, and how far we can hide when we encounter them. ”

After saying this call, the female student looked at Song Qiu who was motionless in surprise: "You still don't run?"

Song Qiu shrugged innocently, pointed not far away and said, "Why are you running?" and he has already come. ”

The female student looked at the fingertips of her fingers, and Pan Dong had indeed stepped out of the car and walked towards Song Qiu with the iron rod.

The schoolgirl with the shawl and short hair was so frightened that she let out an "ah", turned around with a disgraced face, like an agile little reindeer that smelled danger, and ran away quickly, which shows how deeply terrifying Pan Dong left a terrifying impression in her heart.

Pan Dong put the iron rod on the palm of his hand and weighed it, with an evil smile, and said: "Boy, you take the initiative to kneel down and apologize, Pan Shao, I will treat you as a fart and let you go." ”

"Then your fart is really spiritual enough, you will kowtow and apologize, it seems that you have practiced it specially, isn't it from selling your ass?" Song Qiu tilted his head and asked.

Some of the surrounding students couldn't help but laugh when they heard Song Qiu's sharp and interesting counterattack, and they laughed out loud, remembering that Pan Dong was still beside him, and they were afraid that he would hold a grudge, so they hurriedly covered their mouths with their hands.

Pan Dong was annoyed and angry, and the iron rod in his hand swung out and smashed towards Song Qiu's head.

The surrounding students exclaimed, and everyone knew that if this stick was smashed, Song Qiu would have a concussion and faint at the worst, and at worst he would die on the spot.

A trace of coldness flashed in Song Qiu's eyes, and Pan Dong's ruthless attack had completely angered him.

He didn't choose to take this stick hard, although with his current body, it would not be possible to smash an iron rod on his head a hundred times, but this kind of shocking scene still didn't need to be seen by others, and he didn't want to spend the rest of his life in evading the dissection and pursuit of the science department.

A short body, an iron rod against the strands of hair.

The next moment, Song Qiu's hands clenched into fists, and he was about to swing his fists!

Suddenly, a shout came: "Stop!"

Song Qiu turned his head to look over, and a middle-aged man was desperately running towards this side, waving his hand and shouting "stop" as he ran.

This middle-aged man with gray hair, Song Qiu, has also seen it, and it is the "teacher" who dealt with the academic affairs office yesterday.

Hearing this shout, Pan Dong glanced at the speaker with a blank face, and after seeing clearly that the person who came was He Zhongxian, the acting "number one" of the school's Academic Affairs Office, his face suddenly changed to a bright smile.

Pan Dong's grades in the college entrance examination were not good, and according to his scores, it was completely impossible to get into Jiangcheng University, but as the so-called money can make the devil grind, under the "hard work" of Pan Dong's father, he finally bought a place with a lot of money. Although this quota was obtained from Mei Tianxing, who was still in the middle of the day at the time, how could all this bypass He Zhongxian, the actual speaker of the Academic Affairs Office?

Because of this, the relationship between Pan Dong and He Zhongxian has always been very good, and many times some teachers complained to the Academic Affairs Office, asking for the expulsion of Pan Dong, a poor student who did not learn and did not know how to make trouble, but he Zhongxian also suppressed him.

He Zhongxian ran to the two of them out of breath, half-hooked at the waist, supported his knees with both hands, kept panting, and said intermittently: "You...... You guys, do ...... What?...... This is a school, not a place for fights. ”

Pan Dong showed a polite smile on his face, like a shy, introverted junior who was not good at words. Although it is a pity that this kid was not able to be abolished, Pan Dong knows when to go crazy and when to retreat.

This kid, after today, will have time to clean up in the future.

Pan Dong thought that with his relationship with He Zhongxian, He Zhongxian would definitely scold the kid opposite the next moment.

He looked at He Zhongxian, waiting for He Zhongxian to stand up and support him.

Standing close at this time, Pan Dong noticed that He Zhongxian's eyes were wrapped in a thick layer of dark circles, and his skin was drooping, looking like he hadn't slept well all night.

However, this matter has nothing to do with Pan Dong, he only needs to smile and wait now.

He Zhongxian finally straightened out his breath, took out his usual leadership style, and scolded loudly: "Pan Dong, do you want to enter the police station, who are you going to beat with an iron rod?"

Pan Dong was still smiling, his mind drifting far away, and it became very slow to take it back at this time.

That's right, it's to criticize this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky, and let him know whose home field this is.

Pan Dong thought so.

Suddenly, he heard "an iron rod", and he was stunned, and finally came back to his senses: He Zhongxian was actually scolding himself?

"Where, it's not like this, it was this kid who provoked me first. Pan Dong replied, he thought that this was He Zhongxian's strategy of retreating, and saying this was just the right time for He Zhongxian to turn his head and point the finger at Song Qiu.

"You're talking nonsense with your eyes open!" He Zhongxian continued to scold: "What kind of person is Song Qiu, don't you know, don't I know yet? How can he, a person with such a high demeanor and noble character, easily get into conflict with others? Besides, is the iron rod in your hand or in his hand? Who do you want to kill with such a thick iron rod?"

Faced with He Zhongxian's series of questions, Pan Dong was completely dumbfounded.