C21

Chapter 21 - The Expanded Pan Xiaotian

"…"

"Hey, kid, don't f * cking play dead!"

floral brother kicked Xia Luo and he laid on the ground like a dead dog, not moving at all.

He squatted down and used his fingers to test Xia Luo's breathing. Then, he suddenly retracted his hand. "How come I'm not angry anymore?"

"floral brother, you … You killed people? "

Scarface said in fear.

"Damn!" "How would I know? This brat is too weak, he was killed with a single punch."

floral brother was f * cking mad. Although he had committed all sorts of crimes, he had never killed a human with his hands before.

"Little Luo, wuwu, little Luo …" Yi Xiao rushed to Xia Luo's side, crying her heart out.

The woman's delicate and touching looks, and sexy figure instantly ignited the demonic fire below floral brother's lower abdomen.

"In any case, if he were to kill someone, he would definitely die. I might as well f * * king become a lame ghost!"

floral brother licked his lips as his eyes glowed with green light like a hungry wolf, "Tsk, if I could die on the belly of this beautiful lady, it would be worth it."

"You … What do you want? "

Yi Xiao saw that the floral brother was staring at her. She hugged her body tightly as her face turned pale.

"What is it? "Hmph hmph, of course I'm playing with you!" The floral brother laughed sinisterly as he stretched out his Demon Claw.

Yi Xiao was so frightened that she shut her eyes tightly and cursed in her heart, "Damn Xia Luo, I've been killed by you this time!"

But just at this time, a righteous and stern shout rang out:

"Tai! In broad daylight, with clear skies and clear skies, you actually want to destroy a commoner? Do you even have any laws in your eyes?! "

"Fuck, where did this idiot come from?"

floral brother turned to see a young man wearing a white shirt, Fan Si Zhe, glaring at him with his hands on his hips.

"You … You're not the one who was in the same class as Xia Luo … "Pan …"

Yi Xiao pointed at Pan Xiaotian in shock, not knowing his name or why he suddenly appeared.

"Teacher Yi, don't worry. If they want to humiliate you today, they will have to step over my dead body first!"

Pan Xiaotian stood in front of Yi Xiao.

floral brother and the scarred man looked at each other, thinking, could there be something wrong with this person's brain?

"Do the two of you want to fight together or do you want to take turns fighting?"

At this time, Pan Xiaotian had the attitude of Li Xiaolong, with his neck bent and his legs jumping left and right, he very shamelessly shouted, "I'll hit —"

"I'll hit Nimargo Gobi!"

Without saying a word, floral brother clenched his switchblade and rushed forward to attack Pan Xiaotian's stomach.

"Puchi!"

The white knife went in and the red knife came out.

"What the f * ck!?" Da Hu, you, you, you … Are you f * * king crazy? "

Pan Xiaotian's eyes widened in fear. He only felt that the blood in his body was like free blood, flowing out unstoppable.

"You've already killed one worker, so why would I care about you?"

floral brother kicked Pan Xiaotian to the ground, then smashed Pan Xiaotian's body until it exploded, causing blood to splatter all over.

Yi Xiao was so frightened that she covered her mouth, her face devoid of any color.

"Bah!"

Finally, the floral brother was tired of stepping, he spat on Pan Xiaotian's face, following that, his eyes became hot again as he stared straight at Yi Xiao.

"No …" "No, don't come over, please let me go!"

Yi Xiao's beautiful legs were as weak as noodles. She could not even stand up, so she could only move her delicate body towards the corner.

flesh-colored silk. There were a few cracks on her stockings that were torn apart by the stone. This made the floral brother's blood boil as it rushed towards the woman.

"AHH!"

Yi Xiao screamed, thinking that she was doomed today.

But after waiting for a few seconds, there was still no movement. She strangely opened her eyes, only to see Xia Luo holding onto floral brother's back collar with one hand and lightly flinging him backwards …

"Ahh!"

floral brother was like a missile that shot out, smashing into a concrete wall seven or eight metres away and instantly fainting on the spot.

"What the f * ck!?"

Scarface's lackey was dumbfounded. He had picked up a hundred and eighty kilograms worth of human body with one hand and even threw it away eight meters; just how strong was this person?

Had this kid faked his identity as a zombie? The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He turned around and tried to run away.

"Whoosh!"

A rock flew towards his calf, and with a huge force, it smashed his calf bone. Scarface fell to the ground with a thud and let out a miserable wail.

"Done."

Xia Luo clapped his hands and turned around. Yi Xiao pointed at him blankly, "You … Are you a human or a ghost? "

"Sigh, Sister Yi, have you seen such a handsome ghost?" Xia Luo shook his hair.

"But just now, you clearly lost your breath, heart rate, and pulse rate …"

"Maybe you are too nervous, Sister Yi and made a mistake." Xia Luo forced a smile at Yi Xiao.

Actually, that was the Turtle Breathing Technique he was cultivating. In ancient martial arts, it was also known as the 'Black Tortoise Seal'. It could reduce the breathing rate to only a few tens of minutes once and perfectly simulated death.

"Wrong? "It's possible …"

Yi Xiao was at a loss, but when Xia Luo lost his life force, she was really scared to death! It was as if something extremely precious was leaving her.

Suddenly, she remembered something. "Ah! Little Luo, your classmate Pan Xiaotian has been stabbed.

"Pan Xiaotian..."

Xia Luo then looked at Pan Xiaotian who was lying on the ground without moving, and frowned, could it be that he did not arrange these two robbers, and that he wrongly accused the good person?

But to pretend to be powerful without the strength to back it up, it was truly too much.

He shook his head and still took out his phone.

"Hey, it's a demon spirit! A murder case occurred in Shaoyang Street, the two of them robbed a student and stabbed him.

After Xia Luo finished speaking, he hung up and squatted on the ground like a toad with his back facing Yi Xiao.

"What are you doing?"

Yi Xiao had a strange expression on her face.

"Carrying you."

Xia Luo curled his lips, "Sister Yi, your legs must be weak right now, how are you going to walk when wearing high heels? "I'll carry you on my back."

"Oh …"

Hearing Xia Luo's words, a soft spot in Yi Xiao's heart was touched.

She laid on Xia Luo's back, her heart thumping uncontrollably, thinking that this brat really knows how to take care of people … But what does it mean?

Was she that heavy? A weight of 1 metre 72, 100 pounds should be pretty standard, right?

Should I lose weight?

Along the way, Yi Xiao did not realize that her imagination was running wild.

"It's fine even if it's this flat. The cliff isn't made of silica gel."

When they were about to reach the office, Xia Luo suddenly muttered to himself.

"What did you say?"

"No …." "Nothing."

As the two of them walked, they did not realize that they had already created a big news within the school.

"Xia Luo! Damn, what's going on with you?! You can't have my goddess in your hands, right? "

The moment they entered the classroom, Fang Wenhui came over and looked at him with admiration.

"What the hell?" Who is your goddess? " Xia Luo was confused.

"It's our goddess teacher, Yi Xiao!"

Fang Wenhui wrapped his arm around Xia Luo's neck and took out his phone, showing him the few secret photos that were forwarded by his friends circle.

He hugged Yi Xiao's two long, white, and beautiful legs. The latter's face was pressed tightly against his back, and her cheeks were slightly red. She looked extremely blissful and sweet.

"Boring."

Xia Luo curled his lips, "Teacher Yi sprained his ankle, and I just happened to pass by, so I carried her in."

"Phew …" It scared me to death. I thought my goddess had been ruined like this.

Fang Wenhui relaxed his heart, but he was still envious of Xia Luo. How come he didn't have such heaven-defying luck?

Just as they were chatting, Class Rep Li Yang suddenly walked over.

"Student Xia Luo, Coach Liu asked me to inform you to gather at the football field at four in the afternoon for your training."

"Training? "Training what?"

Xia Luo was stunned.

"Football, of course."

Li Yang looked at him strangely. "You have signed up for the Super Bowl and are already a member of the football team. You don't know?"

"When the f * * k did I sign up for the football match?"