Chapter 615

But.

If a man in the wild has any weakness, it is his fatal skill.

"Well, first of all, there are thousands of students in No. 1 middle school. I believe that by tomorrow morning, all the teachers and students in No. 1 middle school will know that jiangbeize likes his brother. Hahaha!"

"If you want to die, I can send you to hell now!"

With that, song Nanye quickly raised his feet and kicked Huang Mao to the ground. Then he bent his leg and rode on Huang Mao and raised his fist again.

Huang Mao is not afraid this time. He is smiling all the time. Tears come out from his smile.

"Hahahaha, do you care about that little white face so much, so afraid that his secret will be revealed?"

"What do you want?! Say it! "

"I can pretend that I don't see anything without saying it. The premise is --"

a meal.

Yellow hair converged the smile on his lips.

"Now you let me punch ten, not fight back!"

“……”

Song Nanye said nothing to him.

Seeing death is like returning to one's own life, lying on the grass, with eyes calm and calm.

"Tut Tut, song Nanye, you are compromising for a boy. You look like a dog!"

High down, yellow hair in his face, spit hard.

Song Nanye did not move. There was no fear or cowardice on his face.

In the distance, the clouds in the sky came over and covered the sun. He looked at the distance quietly, as if enjoying the weather, until Huang Mao waved his fist to his cheekbones.

Bang bang bang!

Three retaliatory punches are all aimed at Song Nanye's face.

Song Nanye said nothing and frowned as if he could not feel the pain.

He still stared at the sky above him, clear white clouds, lonely birds.

"Well, you don't hurt, do you?"

Huang Mao grabbed the stick and swung it to his stomach.

A heavy one!

Song Nanye finally frowned, covered his belly with his body instinct, and turned over subconsciously.

Huang Mao faced his back several times, heard the sound of bone fracture, counted ten times enough, and kept his promise.

There was silence.

Nanye of Song Dynasty struggled to get up from the ground. His face was covered with blood, bruises and swollen eyes. His original appearance was almost invisible. As soon as he bent down, the blood on his forehead fell to the ground and dyed the green on the ground.

He took a deep breath, finally straightened up and pointed to the yellow face.

Expressionless.

"You'd better keep your word, or you'll die miserably!"

"Ha ha, don't worry, I'm not a traitor like you!"

Finish saying yellow hair to leave, two hands copy in the pocket inside, walk very briskly.

Song Nanye went back step by step.

His vision became blurred, and people around him pointed at him. He could not hear those sounds or see those people. His ears were buzzing. He felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, so tired that he wanted to sleep.

"Master!"

There was a heartrending cry in front of him, which was familiar to him.

It's his delusion.

The next second, the body can not support to fall forward, straight down in a clean embrace.

Jiangbeize hugged him, his eyes full of fear, his hands shaking.

"Master How do you bleed so much? "

“……”

Song Nanye didn't speak. He took the notebook out of his pocket and went to jiangbeize for a while.