Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

"what?!"

A pleasant voice came from the other side of the screen, with a hint of urgency.

"Explain clearly?"

Lan Keke told the woman on the other side of the screen what had just happened, adding some exaggeration.

Quietly conceal the fact that Ke Bujiu beat Nan Yihao head-on in the later period.

"Teacher, you must make the decision for us. It was that moment when Ahao was carrying the attack..."

The man thought for a moment, "With Yihao's mental strength, it's impossible for him to be defeated by an ordinary A-level mental strength."

Lan Keke shook her head. "I don't know what kind of stimulant she took, but she suddenly attacked others. No one in the entire academy could match her. I was terrified at the time."

"..."

"That makes sense. He's an idiot who's exploiting potential and forcing things to grow."

"These people are really willing to do anything for the test match. Don't worry, Coco, I will seek justice for you immediately."

Ning Jun had a rare few days of peace and quiet.

The school violence against her suddenly disappeared, and no one came to her rescue.

Nan Yihao and Lan Keke, who were in the same class with her, did not come to school, but there was no news of them transferring schools.

The students all said privately that Nan Yihao felt too shameless to come to school because the competition was about to start and he was just waiting to make a splash during the test match.

One day, Ning Jun was listening to a class when suddenly a classmate called her into the office.

Needless to say, Nan Yihao, who was wearing a bandage, pointed at her standing at the door with an angry look on his face.

"Teacher, it was her. She was the one who hit me."

The head teacher is a greasy middle-aged man.

Next to him was a tall lady wearing a mask.

Her waist-length lavender hair carried the scent of lavender. Even though she was wearing sunglasses and a mask, you could tell that her face was very straight and pretty.

The word "dignified and graceful" cannot be used to describe her. Her covered appearance alone is breathtakingly beautiful.

It looks like someone who is not easy to mess with.

"You are the one who bullied my students?"

The woman exuded an extremely strong aura of oppression, oppressing everyone present. Even on a hot summer day, the air was frozen.

"Yes? But so what?"

Ning Jun raised his eyebrows.

"Your apprentice chose to go to the ring himself. Isn't it normal that he is not capable of being injured by me?"

"Or do you allow your officers and soldiers to set fires but not allow me, the common people, to light lamps? Do you allow your apprentice Nan Yihao to oppress me, bully me and spread rumors about me at school, but not allow me to resist through normal means?"

The woman seemed to have not expected that there would be someone in this world who would contradict her.

The pressure exerted in the air became even more severe.

"If you offend my apprentice, I will let you know the price."

The homeroom teacher was only a third-level spiritualist and could not withstand the strong mental pressure at all. Cold sweat streamed down her forehead and she licked her face. "Madam, I think there must be some misunderstanding between you two."

"How about this, Classmate Ke, you apologize to Classmate Nan in person, and this matter will be over? How do you think?"

"What if I don't want to?"

"Don't want to? You have to be willing even if you don't want to!" The head teacher made a choice immediately. "A fly won't bite an egg without a crack. Why doesn't he bully others but only you?"

Anyone who can release mental pressure must be a mind master of at least level six.

He's the biggest boss among the big bosses! There's not even a single rank 6th level mind master in tiny Qingcao City!

For this reason, he decisively gave up the idea of ​​​​carving.

The purple-haired woman was very pleased with her teacher's ability to see the times and see the future. "Being bullied by my apprentice only proves that there's something wrong with you."

The head teacher continued to play the bad guy, "Ke, you are still young, there is no need to make any bets."

"How about this? You admit in front of the whole school that you attacked Nan, apologize to him, and give him the position of class monitor. That way, we can still allow you to study at No. 1 Middle School."

"Teacher, are you licking me like this because Nan Yihao's teacher is very likely a high-level spiritualist?"

The head teacher was angry.

"Never stop!"

"I am making this judgment based on fairness and impartiality! Don't slander my thoughts!"

That person is a sixth-level psychic, he doesn't even have the chance to lick him even if he wants to!

"If you say one more word, I'll expel you from school!"

Seeing that the situation was developing in a direction favorable to Nan Yihao.

He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth into a Dragon King smile.

Do you have the ability to compare with me?

Even if you have great talent, what does it matter? The referees are all my people. What do you have to compete with me?

Ning Jun walked up to the head teacher and suddenly said, as if accepting his fate, "Head teacher, you are right. I agree with your philosophy."

“How recognized?”

"I agree very much, I agree very much. You are right."

The head teacher thought that he had figured it out, and immediately turned into a good teacher who cared for his students, "It's good that you know the good intentions of being a teacher."

The mental pressure lingering over the head teacher and Ning Jun gradually eased, and the head teacher was finally able to secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

But the next second, Ning Jun grabbed the teacher's collar and slammed his forehead hard on the expensive traditional Huanghuali desk.

Once, twice, three times.

Ning Jun's hand quickly became a shadow. Taking advantage of the gap before the head teacher could react, he smashed his face into a ball of mud.

"Ah!!" The head teacher immediately let out a painful wail. "Stop, stop it! Stop it! Stop it!"

But then, an extremely powerful mental force locked onto him.

His head seemed to be cut open by a sharp, high-temperature vibrating knife, and was cut into pieces of brain tofu.

"Ah ...

The head teacher tried to open her mouth to call for help, but her voice grew weaker and weaker. Her lips were locked together, and she couldn't open them, as if they were pinned down by the nails.

Who did he offend? Who did he offend?

Nan Yihao's face was filled with horror, his eyes were erratic and then he immediately gloated.

This is really...

Very good!

"Kebujue, you're done! How dare you hit the teacher!"

In the interstellar era.

Beating students and beating teachers are both illegal acts, and being expelled from school may be the lightest punishment.

Ning Jun let go of the head teacher who looked like a dead dog, with dull eyes and drool at the corners of his mouth.

With lightning speed, he grabbed Nan Yihao's hair and slapped him more than a dozen times.

Just like last time, several of his other teeth were blown away, and the air was leaking from his teeth, making him look like a real "Colonel"-style boy.

After kicking Nan Yihao to the other side, Ning Jun smiled and said softly, "Why should I hit you?"

"This is because I agree too much with your ideas."

"A fly won't bite an egg without cracks. Why would I attack you instead of others? There must be something wrong with you."