Chapter Eighty-Eight: Human-Faced Demon? Angry Coward!
"Ahhhh
He was chained to the ground like a prisoner, and could only howl in pain.
This moment was quite fast, and as soon as the tall and thin boy made a move, the form was completely reversed, and many people didn't even react, and the contradiction was already over.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?"
The others exclaimed in surprise and came forward to take a look.
The tall and thin boy knelt on one knee on the back of the troublemaker, took his wrist with one hand, and folded his arm behind him, with a smile on his face, as if he was very happy.
Judging from the movement just now, as well as the curved arc, most of the troublemaker's arm is dislocated.
Zhuo Nan reacted at this time, straightened his collar, and the scene in front of him made him tremble and feel surprised.
The difference in size between the two is very obvious, but the tall and thin boy has the upper hand by crushing, which is enough to prove that his strength is strong.
He breathed a sigh of relief instantly, he didn't expect that there would be such a strong person to help him speak.
"Are you alright?"
He hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a whisper.
"Ah, it's okay, it's still very easy with this kind of goods. ”
He straightened up, and the troublemaker lay on the ground, he was not lightly injured, he looked like he had been subjected to the ultimate, and he couldn't move, only a groan of pain echoed in everyone's ears.
"He's too heavy......"
"Ah, isn't he the one who tied for third place that day when he tested his body value......
"This strength is not covered......"
Someone whispered next to him.
The tall and thin boy smiled slightly, grabbed the collar of the troublemaker, and picked him up with one hand, and then said loudly:
"Who of you knows where the infirmary is?"
A few tall and strong men ran over and carried the man away.
After watching the person being carried away, the tall and thin boy sat back in his seat as if nothing had happened.
But instead of sitting upright, he turned his head to look at Zhuo Nan.
"Ah, thank you so much just now. ”
Zhuo Nan reacted at this time and hurriedly thanked him.
He shook his hand and said:
"You're welcome, that guy thinks you're weaker than him and wants to blame you, I'm just teaching him a lesson. ”
He smiled kindly and stretched out his hand to Zhuo Nan:
"Make a friend, my name is Wei Zhuang. ”
It sounded like he was very powerful, and seeing his friendly attitude, Zhuo Nan naturally wouldn't refuse, so he handed his hand over.
"Zhuo Nan. ”
There was a "snap", and the two hands were tightly clasped together.
Zhuo Nan was naturally very grateful to him in his heart, after all, he helped himself out, if he could make such a friend, then he would naturally be very willing.
Chaofan also patted his chest on the side and put his heart at ease, originally thought that there was a fight, but he didn't expect to turn enemies into friends in a few seconds, which is really gratifying.
The two shook hands and shook up and down vigorously, it was okay at first, but after shaking for a while, Zhuo Nan found that Wei Zhuang didn't seem to have the intention of letting go.
And the tighter his hand was pinched, and Zhuo Nan, who had already pinched, was a little uncomfortable.
"The ......"
A cold sweat broke out on Zhuo Nan's head: "Is it possible to loosen it?"
Wei Zhuang stopped swaying, his expression became frozen, looked at Zhuo Nan, and said softly:
"Since you're going to let go, I'm going to let go?"
Saying that it was too late, Zhuo Nan suddenly felt his body rush forward, and at that moment time seemed to stop, and he looked at his face as if it was rushing on a glass coffee table, without any warning or buffer.
Under the gaze of everyone next to him, Zhuo Nan's pupils contracted, and his hair exploded violently.
"Boom la la ......"
At this moment, he didn't know what was happening, but it was pitch black in front of him, and the bridge of his nose suddenly hurt as if it was broken.
The sound of glass shattering rang out, and shiny debris bounced into the air like a flower.
A debris rolled to the ground, glittering with a sparkling light.
Chaofan retracted the corners of his mouth, slowly opened his mouth, his body propped up like a slide, and his eyes turned from lax to frightened.
Hearing the sound, everyone was startled and turned their eyes away.
"What's wrong, what's the situation?"
Several people came over, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasp.
I saw that the young man with a strangely shaped weapon on his back put his hands on it, and almost put his entire head into the glass tabletop, at this time he closed his eyes tightly, his face was red, there were many scratch marks, and the blood was flowing down the tip of his nose "tick, tick" on the ground, and he was already lying in a small piece.
Now, as soon as he moved, the sharp, blade-like glass ballast around his cheek would cut off his face.
In front of him, Wei Zhuang was still sitting there, but his eyes were blocked by his hair, and the corners of his mouth were hooked, revealing a row of sharp teeth.
And he was holding Zhuo Nan's wrist in his hand, which was already red, and his palm touched the ground in front of him, so that the arc formed could already make people complete a perfect sitting position and bend forward.
"Ahh
The scream rang out, and the transcendent, who was so far away from reaching out that he was stunned in his seat, almost forgot to breathe, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
Such a scene, no matter how you look at it, it is-
"Hahahaha!"
A few shrill laughter rang out, and everyone's eyes were focused, Wei Zhuang covered his face, and his shoulders trembled.
"I believe in other people's 'friendliness' so easily, and sure enough, the weak are all self-righteous, haha......"
He suddenly rushed over and leaned into Zhuo Nan's ear and said:
"Did you really think I was helping you and want to be friends with me?"
Blood dripped down the bridge of his nose, the corners of his eyes and mouth, and Zhuo Nan's eyes were black, and no one could see his expression clearly.
"Tut-tut, I didn't react, it's really pitiful, or is it just that I'm out of gas this time? wouldn't it be so fragile, hey, are you still alive?"
Seeing that Zhuo Nan didn't react for a long time, he grinned and grabbed his hair.
"Don't want to answer, or can't answer? ”
With the sound of glass shards of slag, a bloodstained black face was lifted.
The face was almost entirely bruised, red, and two blushes flowed from under the nose and down the chin to the neck, and the circle around the face seemed to have been scratched, leaving a series of terrible scratches.
He let out a few breaths, and it was obvious that his chest was sinking together.
"Male...... Male brother ......"
Transcendent's hands and feet are cold, and his eyes lose their highlights.
was beaten and bled in front of him.
Who is this person named Wei Zhuang and why did he do it?
"Oh, it's good to be alive. ”
Wei Zhuang let go of the hand that was holding his hair, patted it with the other hand, then stood up and walked straight to the classroom podium.
The air around him was freezing cold, except for the sound of his footsteps echoing through the classroom.
"Guys, don't panic, I just wanted to say hello. ”
When he got to the podium, he saw the head of chalk on the table, and he picked it up and tossed it, and then looked at the crowd, his eyelids drooping, and he looked very bored.
"First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Wei Zhuang, I am worth eighty-nine, I remember that there was a fat man who was like me during the test, but he didn't seem to be here, and then, my favorite thing is to bully the weak. ”
Because of what he had just done, no one dared to squeak now.
Eighty-nine is as high as Tobi.
But Zhuo Nan was ravaged like straw in his hands, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.
The action he made just now was completely unclear and couldn't remember, and he was hit hard in the face, and now it hurts hotly.
Zhuo Nan was still thinking that if he met Toby to fight, the two would at least be evenly matched.
Looking back now, it's a cold sweat.
The chalk head thrown in Wei Zhuang's hand seemed to fly towards them like a bullet in the next second,
Looking at the serious faces of everyone one by one, Wei Zhuang smiled and said:
"Secondly, in this class in the future, I have the final say, that is, I will be the squad leader, if there is any dissatisfaction, you can speak with strength, and I will accompany you at any time. ”
He spoke leisurely, and a momentum radiated in an instant, and everyone seemed to feel an invisible pressure in an instant.
But suddenly a voice sounded:
"What kind of ability is it to bully the weak! Why do you have the final say!"
Wei Zhuang's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the voice, and a little boy looked at him with righteous indignation.
"Humph......"
He was going to teach him a lesson.
Turning over his wrist and sandwiching the chalk head in two fingers, Wei Zhuang's eyes were cold, aimed at the boy, the two fingers popped out, and the chalk head rushed straight away.
This speed is estimated to be able to catch up with the power of half a bullet, and it can't kill people, but it can hurt a lot.
The naked eye can't even see clearly, and the little boy naturally doesn't realize it, but if it goes on like this, the chalk head will definitely hit.
Others couldn't see it clearly, but Zhuo Nan on the side saw it clearly.
His head was unusually clear now, and he had been staring at Wei Zhuang all the time, and every detail of his body seemed to be slowed down at this time.
When he felt the pain, he seemed to immediately become calm.
The little boy was only one place away from Zhuo Nan, and he clearly watched the chalk head fly towards him, but there was nothing he could do.
"Abominable ......"
But just as he was about to fly to the little boy's face, a palm suddenly crossed in front of him.
"Hmmm. ”
......
The little boy was stunned for a moment, watching the hand of the harvest fist slowly open, pulling out the white powder from his fingers and falling to the ground little by little.
He slowly turned his head along the hand, and the figure next to him was the same person who had blocked the blow for him.
Zhuo Nan turned his head to look, his eyes slowly dilated, but he didn't expect it to be him.
Wei Zhuang frowned slightly, he didn't expect him to see his movements, but then, the corners of his mouth rose again, and said:
"Who are you?"
The powder fell, his fist was withdrawn, he was wearing blue suspenders, wearing a peaked cap, and his strong muscles were stretched out, and he was looking at Wei Zhuang on the podium angrily.
"You bastard......"
Chaofan gritted his teeth, let out a "whoosh" roar, his eyes were like copper bells, and the green tendons on his arms burst out, looking angry.
And from him, a wave of heat emanated.
"What's wrong with this guy?"
It was the first time Zhuo Nan had seen him angry, that usually very timid boy, was so terrifying when he was angry.
"Bastard...... How dare you beat a man......"
Without waiting for anyone to react, he rushed over like an arrow from a string.
Seeing this, Zhuo Nan seemed to chuckle in his heart, and hurriedly shouted:
"Stop, Super!"
But it was too late, he rushed to the front and pounced on Wei Zhuang, as if he was going to bite him to pieces.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared at the door.
He clutched a folder in his hand and suddenly coughed.
This sound was so shocking that outside the attic, a few birds resting on the branches flapped their wings and flew away in fright.
In the classroom, everyone was shocked by a burst of tinnitus.
The extraordinary action came to an abrupt end, and he felt numb like an electric shock, and his butt was on the ground.
The man at the door knocked and said:
"What's going on just now?"