At the moment, on the campus network, the topic of discussion is no longer Tang Zichen and Zhao Litian. No one compares Zhao Litian with Tang Zichen.

In the playground of Baiyun middle school, Zhao Litian, with a bandage on his body, sits in a corner of the campus and operates his mobile phone with one hand. After watching the campus network, he smashes his mobile phone and yells: "grass."

"What's the matter, brother Ritan?" Chen Zhijie asked.

"Yes, I entered the campus network and browsed down from the top to the bottom. There was not a post about me, Zhao Litian. I was bullied by dogs."

After all, don't worry about your prestige before you set up a new campus

Zhao Litian asked, "what about long Xiaofei, Su Yuhao and Wang Kuirong? Why haven't you come for so long? I didn't say we had a meeting at eight. Now it's 15 minutes past. "

Chen Zhijie said: "brother Ritan, don't wait. They won't come."

"Why?"

"Long Xiaofei said that he did not dare to come too close to you now for fear of being beaten by Tang Zichen."

"Yes, a group of people who are not loyal."

"Brother Ritan, don't be angry either. After all, Tang Zichen is better than you. It's understandable that they are worried about being beaten by Tang Zichen."

Zhao Litian snorted: "it's really shortsighted. Although Zhao Litian's strength is not as good as that of Tang Zichen, my contacts are still there. Is it a matter to deal with Tang Zichen and Zhao Litian's contacts?"

"Brother Ritan, do you have any plans?"

Zhao Ritian said: "you should know that I have the background of irregular forces in Linjiang city. It's just like Tang Zichen. I don't pay attention at all. If I don't say it, I'm here."

Zhaori Tianmu light to the other end of the playground to see, a steady pace of boys come.

This steady pace of the boy, a look at his walking aura to know, strength is not general.

When Chen Zhijie saw the boy coming, he was shocked and exclaimed excitedly: "Feng, Fengshen swordsman."

That's right. This boy is the talented master of Baiyun middle school. Liao Jiayuan, who ranks third in the list, is called "Fengshen swordsman" by the students because of his great swordsmanship.

Seeing the man coming, Zhao RI Tian said with a smile, "don't you know that Liao Jiayuan is the son of our three Hall leaders."

"Three hall leader?"

Zhao Ritan hummed: "Fengyun hall, the leader of the three irregular forces in Linjiang city"

Chen Zhijie's body trembled, Fengyun hall.

At this time, Liao Jiayuan came over, his expression was a little cold.

"Zhao Litian, what are you looking for me for?" Fengshen swordsman asked coldly. He didn't seem to think highly of Zhao RI Tian.

Zhao Litian said with a smile: "Jiayuan, of course I have something to look for you. As you can see, the injuries I have now are all from that Tang Zichen. "

Liao Jiayuan, the swordsman of Fengshen, snorted: "so what."

"Jiayuan, come on, my father is your father's right-hand man. Now I'm beaten so badly, you don't have face."

The Fengshen swordsman turned his mouth: "Zhao RI Tian, you rely on your father's ability to work for the third leader of Fengyun hall. You are a little powerful in Linjiang city. You are arrogant in school. Now you are beaten, and you have the face to come to me. Do you really think that with the strength of the seventh place of your talented master, you can become the first crazy little boy in Baiyun middle school? Funny. If it wasn't for your father who was my father's man, who would kill you? You've been beaten up by the talented experts who rank better than you

Zhao day depressed way: "Jiayuan, you are the God swordsman, you really don't want to help me give Tang Zichen a lesson?"

Fengshen swordsman said: "I'm not interested in the rotten things between you evil people and crazy people. Don't ask me for such rotten things."

With that, Liao Jiayuan left.

Zhao Litian helplessly looks at Liao Jiayuan's back.

Chen Zhijie said: "brother RI Tian, this swordsman is too shameful."

"Shh, keep it down." Zhao Litian hissed in a hurry.

"You want to die. Liao Jiayuan is the son of the third leader of Fengyun hall. You can't help him. What kind of influence is Fengyun hall? It doesn't blink to destroy your whole family. My father is only his father's subordinate. It's strange that he doesn't give me face. "

Chen Zhijie nodded in fear: "unexpectedly, the famous Fengshen swordsman of Baiyun middle school is the son of the third leader of Fengyun hall. Few people in the school know about it. The swordsman of Fengshen is too low-key. If I had such a wonderful background, I would have been domineering in school for a long time. "

Zhao Ritan said with a bitter smile: "everyone's ambition is different. If Liao Jiayuan's ambition is just to be a crazy or evil youth in Baiyun middle school, he is not worthy to be the son of the third hall leader. Don't you see the way he just looked at me and looked down on me? In his eyes, I'm the number one student in Baiyun middle school. I'm really hopeless. Of course, Tang Zichen, the first villain, also looked down upon him. "

"Also, the son of the three leaders of Fengyun hall has different views. In my eyes, the number one who is superior is few, but others look down on him."Liao Jiayuan, who walked out of the sports ground, hummed: "I, Liao Jiayuan, am not a person who fights with you rotten people in school. You rotten people will never realize my vision and ambition." Liao Jiayuan's eyes are on the society. The school is dominating. It's too low-level. It's not his dish at all. Only the worthless people will feel that it's amazing to be the school's overlord.

A few seconds later, Liao Jiayuan clenched his fists and said in secret: "the police mobilized all the experts in Linjiang city to help the police capture the defeated Hongchen and the mysterious expert tonight. I, Liao Jiayuan, the Fengshen swordsman of Baiyun middle school, will not miss it. Although my strength is not enough to be rated as Linjiang city's master ranks, but I am not timid, I will go to fight with the red dust and other experts. Maybe I can improve myself from fighting. Hum, it's ridiculous for me to find face for Zhao RI Tian and Tang Zi Chen. I, Liao Jiayuan, dare to help the police and fight against the powerful people like the red dust. It's insulting to me to let me mix with you rotten people. "

On the playground, Zhao Litian took out his mobile phone and made a phone call.

"Hello, my God."

"Dad, I just went to Liao Jiayuan. It's a pity. He still looks down on me and doesn't go to find Tang Zichen for me at all. " Zhao said.

On the other end of the line, Zhao Jitian, Zhao's father, was a little sad when he heard his son say so. His son was looked down upon by the son of the third hall leader, which was not very tasteful. His son was bullied at school. He wanted to ask Liao Jiayuan for help, but he was despised at all.

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