Wei Lan grabs Suk's arm and shakes his head at him. Although Mo He pesters her and makes her a little unhappy, she is also a neighbor when she was a child. If Suk beats her, she always feels embarrassed. . |

Suk turns to see Wei Lan. The girl is winking at her, but before she opens her mouth, she feels that a wave of boxing is coming.

Even if Suk used it with one heart and two uses, with the reward blessing of being proficient in Military Boxing and Jeet kune do, his body's reaction speed had already exceeded that of ordinary people. He didn't even look at it, so he just bent his knees and kicked out with one foot.

One inch is short, one inch is dangerous, one inch is long, one inch is strong, the arm cannot hit the thigh naturally.

Mohe is 1.81 meters tall, and his arms are very long. But before he even gets close to Suk, he feels that Suk seems to have raised his legs, followed by a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and his body falls back involuntarily.

There was not a very obvious shoe mark on the white sweatshirt. Mo he even took five or six steps out and finally stabilized himself, not sitting on the ground. However, such shame was already a disgrace to him.

His face turned red, like a wild dog whose tail had been trampled on. As soon as he stood firm, he rushed back.

Wei Lan was just hit by Mohe's fist, but he was directly pulled aside by sukla to avoid being hurt by mistake. Naturally, he knew that his childhood neighbor had started his hand first, but it seemed that sukla didn't use his best, otherwise he would have to lie on the ground now.

Just want to open mouth to persuade Mohe, who knows this guy seems to be crazy general, straight at Suk again rushed over.

To tell you the truth, the main reason for Suk's irritability is because of Luo Feiyan. Some things are pressed in his heart. If they accumulate a little, they will become pressure. It's impossible to tell others about this matter, which makes Suk feel depressed. But fortunately, someone gave him a pillow when he was sleepy, and he felt depressed here. Someone immediately rushed to let himself vent. Seeing Mohe rushing to him with his fist again, the corner of Suk's mouth was slightly up, and he didn't make any movement. He held his wrist with one hand and grabbed his collar with the other hand.

He tugged at his arms, bent his right leg and knocked it up. Then he knocked it again and again. His knee hit Mohe's chest and made a dull sound, which made him feel more comfortable.

Even Suk can't believe that he seems to have a lot of violence in his blood.

"Suk! Suk Wei Lan stood behind Suk and tugged at the corner of his coat: "don't fight, he's going to kill you!"

During the meeting, a lot of people gathered at the school gate. They were all students pushing cars to enter the school gate. They gathered around to watch the excitement.

The 1.8-meter-old man had no power to fight back in Suk's hands. After Suk let go, he fell on the ground, retching and curling up. There was a pile of transparent sticky liquid on his mouth, which was very disgusting.

Wei Lan stands on one side and wants to help Mo He, but he is worried about being misunderstood by Suk. He frowns and doesn't know what to do. But soon Suk helps her solve the problem. He watches Suk go to the lying Mo He, squats down and pats the soil on him friendly.

"Do you think I hit you now?" The voice is soft.

Mohe's heart rate is very fast, and very chaotic, stomach seems to follow the spasm, a twitch, hard to support the arm, but there is still no strength on the body, staring at Suk, as if to eat people in general.

"Do you know who I am?" Mo he finished with a fierce sentence, coughing again and wiping the corners of his mouth.

"Poof!" After hearing this sentence, Suk had no choice but to smile. He thought that he had heard this sentence many times, and his ears were almost cocooned. He had a bitter smile on his face: "are you amnesia? Don't know who you are? "

"Are you the Ouyang Feng of the White Camel Mountain? The one with the dead son? " Suk let off his restlessness, and suddenly he became much more relaxed. He was also in the mood to tease the sad child.

"You Mo he was hurt physically and was already in pain. He was beaten in front of Wei Lan and lost his face. Who knows that Suk was still sneering at himself. His little face turned white.

"What are you doing?" Suk just now with a smile on his cheek, suddenly very serious, coldly looking at Mohe: "I remind you, stay away from Wei Lan!"

After that, Suk stood up and ignored Mo He: "let's go!"

Wei Lan sighed, pushed the car behind Suk, and entered the school gate. The good play ended, and the onlookers were not interested, but when passing by Mohe, they all showed sympathy.

Mo he gasped and got up from the ground a little bit. His white sportswear was stained with a lot of soil, and he was very embarrassed. Although Suk and Wei Lan had no shadow, he was still staring at the school gate, his fists were tightly clenched, and his knuckles were white.

Standing still, Mo he tried his best to calm his breathing. Then he took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number. After ringing for a long time, he was connected. The first sentence was: "Dongge, I'm being bullied!""Oh, you've only been back for a few days! Get it! You tell your brother who is so short-sighted and bullies my little brother! " The man on the other side of the phone seems to be awake, and his voice is still confused.

"One of the students in No.17 middle school beat me! You must avenge me Mo he's voice for help sounds very aggrieved.

"All right, I'll take someone over later!" It's very easy to say that there. It seems that this little thing is not worth mentioning at all.

"What did you do yesterday? Didn't come back all day? " Wei Lan followed Suk upstairs and asked.

"Well! Something happened yesterday. Didn't the teacher come to me? " Suk naturally won't say what happened yesterday, but as a student, or a student in the third grade of senior high school, truancy for one day is really a big thing.

"Why not? When Mr. Shen asked, I said you were sick! " Wei Lan Du small mouth, as if because he lied, some not very happy.

"Thank you Suk nodded, and as soon as he finished, he was suddenly dumbfounded: "I'll go! Mr. Shen

At the moment, a man in his forties, of medium build, with black framed glasses and slightly balding, was standing at the door of the classroom. It was no one else, but Shen Zheng, Suk's head teacher. He watched Suk walk up the stairs and raised his hand to signal him to come. He looked very serious.