Chapter 233

Suk knows why he is so arrogant. It's nothing more than a rich second generation. He also knows why Xiao Xianren and his family come here, but they still can't deal with it. It's nothing more than a car involved, and the pavilion that hit the tree is more than 200000. In the eyes of these students, it's really a big event.

it's just that Suk doesn't care about these restrictive problems, but before Suk comes to the man, sun song and Li Chen, who came with him, surround him.

The second generation of the rich was still tilted his head and looked at Suk with disdain. As soon as he was about to speak, he felt that his back suddenly hit him with a strong force, which was even more powerful than when the airbag just popped out.

Li Chen was thin and thin. Although he looked like a hemp pole, he didn't expect that he was so powerful. When he kicked out, he saw how far the rich second Dayton flew out, and fell on the ground with a plop.

"Sukege, you go to take people to the hospital first, and give it to me this way!" Li Chen said a word to Suk and continued to walk towards the rich second generation. He was not happy. Every step he took, he was involuntarily moving his joints, shaking his neck from left to right, stretching his arms backward, and there was a clattering sound.

"Zheng Mo, let's go to the hospital!" Since someone came out, Suk naturally wanted to take care of Zheng Mo for the first time. It was only at this time that he heard the rich second generation Scream: "what are you going to do? I'm Zhao Dongsheng and my father is Zhao Li. Think about the consequences! "

"Zhao Li? I haven't heard of it. Even if Zhao Lirong comes here today, you can't run away! " Li Chen has no pressure to deal with such people. After all, there are Zhang pangzi and Liu Feihong standing behind Suk. Even if he has committed a crime today, someone will be able to protect him.

What's more, I have to show my face in front of Suk to deepen my impression.

"No! Just go to the infirmary and have a look! " Zheng Mo's small face is a little white. If you put it on anyone, I'm afraid you can't calm down.

"is there anyone on duty in the infirmary?" As soon as Suk mentioned the infirmary, he immediately remembered his school doctor, who was not doing his job. He was afraid that he would go there in vain.

"Well, our infirmary is on duty 24 hours a day!" Han Mei came over and saw that the boy who just insulted herself was beaten by Pang. Then she calmed down a little.

"Don't move!" Suk looked at Zheng Mo, as if he wanted to move his steps, and grabbed her arm: "Han Mei, where is the infirmary? You show me the way After that, he directly held Zheng Mo in his arms.

Zheng Mo is very light. Maybe the girls who practice dancing are all like this. They are protruding forward and backward, but they keep their body light. Holding them in their arms, they don't feel any difficulty.

Han Mei saw Suk picked up Zheng Mo and ran to the front to lead the way.

Although he had given his first kiss to Suk before, Zheng Mo was a little shy to be held in his arms by him in such a public situation. His small face was just white, but now he was with a rosy blush, his head was down, and he didn't dare to look around.

Suk strode forward, and the punches and kicks coming from behind were not his concern. Moreover, if the damned rich second generation didn't run away for a while, he had to vent his anger.

The infirmary is not far away, but along the way Zheng Mo nervously forgot the pain of the wound on his leg. He put his head on Suk's shoulder, and a kind of warm sweetness came into his mind.

At his most helpless moment, Suk appeared, like a giant who can lift the sky, to help himself out of the wind and rain. At the first sight of him, he settled down in his heart.

Sure enough, there's someone in the infirmary.

It took about half an hour to clean, disinfect and bandage. During the whole process, Zheng Mo was holding Suk's hand with great effort, and her knuckles were white. Fortunately, Zheng Mo didn't like to keep long nails, otherwise Suk would be miserable.

Suk comforted her with a smile all the time, and let Han Mei on one side have nothing to do. He went to the door to wait for them.

On the way back, Zheng Mo doesn't let Suk report himself, but he has to go back by himself. Suk urges them to go back to the dormitory to have a rest, but they are rejected directly.

When the three of them returned to their original place, they found that the crowd around them was obviously bigger. They thought sun song should solve the problem, but they didn't expect it to be the same. But when they walked in, they knew something had changed.

Sun song, Li Chen and Huang Mao are standing together. Sun song spits out a mouthful of smoke, and the butt of the cigarette is bright and dark, while Li Chen and Huang Mao are holding an iron bar in their hands.

On the other side, the arrogant rich second generation is bruised and bruised, but now he is sitting on the roof of his car with a cigarette in his hand. But in his present image, he is just like a clown. In a threatening manner,

shovel around ten workers, and it seems that he was directly drawn from a construction site. Everyone's clothes were not covered with mud, or with white ash and gray faces. But they were all carrying guys. They were all common pickaxe handles, hammers and spades on the site, and all of them were also aggressive.

"Yo! Come back Zhao Dongsheng, the second generation of rich people, has a ferocious facial expression. His smile is more ugly than his cry. He points to Suk: "even if you pay for the car today, you can't do it. Please kneel down and kowtow to me. Men kowtow and women kowtow to me. Otherwise, you'll be killed. How many people are you compared with me? The migrant workers in Laozi's hands are drawn out to scare you to death! "Zheng Mo once took Suk's hand, and his nervous face turned white again. Now even Han Mei was in a panic.

"Don't be afraid!" Suk patted Zheng Mo's hand, with a faint smile on her pretty cheek.

"Don't go!" Zheng Mo knew Suk's temper. He had known it very well in the last year of Jin se Hua. Although more than ten migrant workers were fierce one by one, it was not sure Suk would rush by.

"Sukko, I've already called!" Sun song came over. As a qualified underworld, the current situation made him lose face. Although the migrant workers seemed to be able to guess that sun song was a local ruffian and hesitated all the time. They didn't do anything, which really hurt sun song's self-esteem.

All of a sudden, Suk seemed to hear a disorderly sound of footsteps, as if a lot of people were running towards him.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

When the crowd separated, they saw 267 gangster like men come in, each with the same kind of iron bars, one meter long.

One of the men in black ran directly to himself: "brother Suke, brother Meng asked me to come here, do you want to do it?"

Suk didn't know how this man knew himself, but Zhao Dongsheng, the second generation of rich people, really caused his anger. Looking up, Zhao Dongsheng seemed to be looking at himself with some silly eyes, and his mouth could not help turning up slightly and spitting out two words: "do it!"

Little bear, little lonely has tried his best...