Chapter 9 The Troublemaker Comes

Although half a year has passed since this incident, Dongfang Long can't help but shake his heart every time he thinks of that piece of snow white.

And Shen Luya, a few days later, after seeing Dongfang Long again, she actually changed her previous dignity and boldly began to tease Dongfang Long, of course, it was a limited teasing.

Every time Dongfang Long blushed, Shen Luya walked away like a victorious rooster all the way singing.

Only Dongfang Long was left there, unable to go up and down, and his own reverie was gone.

The heated discussion in the school finally came to an end under the strong power of the principal Xu Shijia.

It's strange to say that when Xu Shijia announced that it was the Oriental Dragon Queen that was sent, even Wei Yiyan, a proud princess-like beauty, did not express any objections, but turned over the textbooks in her hand like a person who had nothing to do.

If you don't know Wei Yiyan, you still think that she is seriously preparing for class! It's just that the Bluetooth headset on her ear betrayed her and was listening to pop songs!

After the third period, Dongfang Long just walked into the office with his textbook in his hand, when he heard a piercing sound of brakes coming from the window.

"Squeak!"

Two large off-road vehicles flicked their tails beautifully on the school playground, bringing up a heavy cloud of dust.

Some of the children who were playing on the playground were so frightened that they immediately ran into the classroom and leaned on the windowsill to watch.

There were also some bold children standing nearby, looking at these two behemoths curiously, feeling very novel.

Glancing at the deformed school gate in the distance, Dongfang Long frowned, looking at what this means, the person who came is not good!

The car door opened, and nine big men came down first, all in black suits, and they were not afraid of freezing on such a cold day.

The big men stood in front of the first car in a row, and a middle-aged man wearing a mink coat, a mink top hat, and a cigar cigarette in his hand walked down slowly.

"Hello Boss!"

The nine big men bowed together and saluted, their expressions extremely respectful.

"Smack!"

A big man nodded and stepped forward, took out a lighter, and lit the cigar in the middle-aged man's hand.

"Well, this place is really a place that I haven't seen in a long time, but it's a little noisy!"

The middle-aged man in mink took a deep puff of his cigar cigarette, exhaled a wisp of white smoke, and slightly picked the corners of his mouth.

"Get out of the way, little bunny, and look at gouging out your eyeballs!"

A big man viciously took out a long knife, fiddled it in his hand twice, and yelled at a few students watching from the sidelines.

"Wow!"

Where did the children in the countryside see this kind of formation, they were so frightened that they immediately began to cry, turned around and ran away.

"It's really fucking unseeded, it's scared to cry, I'm going to find a teacher to feed!"

"Haha!"

"If you want to have this good thing, brother, I want to taste it too!"

The big men smiled and slowly walked to the teacher's office.

"Stop, who are you, what do you want to do?"

Meng Peng, the school's physical education teacher, just came out of the toilet and saw the scene of the big man playing with a knife scaring the students into crying.

Meng Peng graduated from the Provincial Institute of Physical Education with a major in basketball, and was once a member of the provincial basketball team, but later was injured, and the leaders of the team arranged this career as a teacher in his hometown.

Moreover, Meng Peng also studied sanda at the Institute of Physical Education, and he has some real kung fu in his hands.

"What are you doing? Get out of the way!"

A big man stepped forward quickly, raised his slap, and slapped Meng Peng's cheek fiercely.

Boom!

Meng Peng raised his hand and grabbed Dahan's wrist steadily, "This is not the place for you to go wild!"

After speaking, as soon as he used his hand hard and sent it outward, the big man stepped back three or four steps in a row, and almost fell to the ground, and a large bruise immediately appeared on his wrist.

Brush!

The rest of the big men immediately surrounded them and pulled out their throwing sticks, machetes and other weapons from their waists.

"Damn, stinky boy, I'm really blind to your dog's eyes, and I don't ask too much, what is our Hero League doing, meddling in things, this is the end!"

Woo!

A big man picked up the throwing stick in his hand and smashed it into Meng Peng's head. Looking at this posture, there is no mercy at all.

"Good time!"

Meng Peng moved to the left, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed at the wrist of the big man holding the stick.

"Click!"

"Oh mom!"

The throwing stick fell to the ground at once, and the big man held his injured wrist with his hand, and jumped straight on the spot in pain.

"Damn, kill him, I'll be responsible for what happened!" The middle-aged man had a hint of coldness in his eyes, and the thumb-thick cigar smoke was flattened by him.

After receiving the boss's instructions, the rest of the Han were like crazy, waving the weapons in their hands and beckoning to Meng Peng's body to their heart's content.

Although Meng Peng has studied sanda for a few years, he is an amateur after all, and he can resist a few times in the face of one or two hooligans. However, now in the face of eight desperate professional thugs, it was dwarfed, and after a while, he was beaten several times, and the blood gradually stained the thick cotton clothes.

"Stop!"

Principal Xu Shijia hurried out with the teachers in the office.

Tan Di's face was pale, and he followed behind Wei Yiyan tremblingly, hiding behind Wei Yiyan, perhaps, he could feel safer here.

Boom!

Meng Peng was kicked up by a big man and kicked over.

Dongfang Long hurriedly stepped forward and helped Meng Peng up, Zhen Yuan quickly circulated around Meng Peng's body imperceptibly, and found that it was only some skin injuries, and the internal organs were not damaged.

"What are you doing here? How can you beat people casually? I have already called the police, and the police will be there soon!"

Xu Shijia's body trembled, but it was not frightened, but angry. Such a big thing happened, but Zhang Daodao, the vice principal in charge of campus security, was nowhere to be found.

"Call the police? Haha! We're so scared!"

The big men looked indifferent and kept teasing.

"Are you the principal?" the middle-aged man flicked the cigar in his hand, and the cigarette butt crossed a graceful arc and passed past Xu Shijia's ear, and the scorching temperature even burned off Xu Shijia's two hairs, but did not hurt his skin.

Dongfang Long raised his eyebrows, this is a master!

After becoming a cultivator in the Jindan period, you can simply use your divine sense. However, Dongfang Long is more special, not only did he cultivate to the late stage of Jindan, but he also cultivated a colorful bead in the sea of knowledge.

This makes Dongfang Long, although his cultivation is in the late stage of Jindan, his divine sense is already comparable to that of a cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage.

At that moment, Dongfang Long released a trace of divine sense, carefully sensed the arrogant middle-aged man opposite, and found that the other party was an internal master who had cultivated internal strength.

"It's actually a rare ancient martial arts master!"

Dongfang Long was slightly surprised, he somewhat understood, in this world, there are many people who practice martial arts, but there are not many who can practice internal strength.

Only those ancient martial arts families, as well as famous families, and the inheritance of some ancient martial arts cheats, can produce ancient martial arts masters.

The middle-aged man in front of him is a martial arts master who has cultivated his inner life, Dongfang Long immediately raised his vigilance, if these people are looking for trouble, Dongfang Long doesn't mind sending them back to the west like he did with the Tiger Gang.

Wei Yiyan's fists couldn't help clenching, and her eyes shot a powerful battle intent, but they were tightly blocked by her oversized sunglasses.

"Yes, I'm the principal, you can talk to me about anything!"

"Very well! It seems that you are not a bad breed yet!" the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, and his tone was slightly approving.

"You must have heard of the Red Dragon Society, right?" the middle-aged man said unhurriedly, closing his eyes slightly.