In the morning of the next day, ye Ziheng just came back to the classroom after running in the morning and looked at the person who stopped him in front of him. He sighed helplessly.
"Aren't you bored?"
Asked ye Ziheng, not very angry.
Needless to say, the man standing in front of him is Yang Huo and his little brothers.
"Ye Ziheng, we didn't finish the last time."
Yang Huo said this sentence again. Ye Ziheng really felt speechless. How many times have you beaten it? You don't think it bothers me.
Don't care about him, ye Ziheng directly ran away from several people and returned to his seat.
But Yang Huo still didn't give up and went to ye Ziheng's seat.
"Today..."
"Bang!"
Just as Yang Huo said it, ye Ziheng couldn't help it. He hit him in the abdomen with a fist, and Yang Huo was hit on the ground, holding his stomach with both hands, his face was full of pain.
Seeing this, Yang Huo's two younger brothers hurriedly started to stir up the flames and shouted.
"Ye Ziheng, you're too damn heavy. Our eldest brother just said a few words to you, and you'll do it directly. You're too much!"
Another little brother listened and quickly joined in.
"Yes, don't forget that we are still classmates."
Say, made a look at a few schoolmates around.
When those people saw it, they immediately understood it.
"Ye Ziheng, don't bully people in the classroom with a little strength. Be careful we tell the teacher to go."
"That is, Yang Huo is just talking to you. You beat him and lay on the ground. The teacher scolded you if you want to beat him into the hospital."
……
Ye Ziheng glanced at those people and sneered. He had seen through them for a long time. They were all bullies.
I don't care about them either. Close my eyes and go to sleep on the table.
However, when they saw that ye Ziheng didn't seem to care about their criticism, they scolded and scolded that their mouths were dry, so they were too lazy to scold again.
But Yang Huo stood up with a sharp pain in his abdomen and said again.
"Ye Ziheng, the last time, this is the last time. If you win this time, I will promise that I will not provoke you and Lin Ya from now on."
Ye Ziheng raised his head to see Yang Huo, crossed a fine awn in his eyes, thought for a while, and nodded.
"Last time."
Ye Ziheng reminded him and then went on sleeping.
Seeing ye Ziheng's promise, Yang Huo said with a smile.
"The last, definitely the last."
Finish saying to turn around, but showed a sinister smile.
"Fight with me, I can't kill you!"
Yang Huo said in a very small voice.
But since ye Ziheng broke through a martial artist, his perception has reached a very strong level. Even if the voice is small, he can hear it within a certain range.
And just Yang Huo's words, naturally also fell in ye Ziheng's ear.
But ye Ziheng doesn't pay attention to this kind of words at all. After all, the strength of a martial artist lies here. Unless Yang Huo can find a martial artist to clean himself up, he doesn't want to defeat himself.
However, Yang Huo's father is also a millionaire. He should not know anything about the warrior. If he is willing to spend some money, he should be able to invite the warrior.
But will his father spend money to find a martial artist in order to let Yang Huo teach a junior high school student a lesson?
Ye Ziheng smiles.