Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

Qin Yu casually picked his nose, and just as the other person's legs were about to hit him, he slightly swayed his body backward, dodging the attack with ease.

Song Jiang was shocked. Before he could react, a large slap came flying at him.

Snapped!

With a crisp, loud bang, Song Jiang was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, falling to the ground like a lapdog.

Song Jiang, filled with immense grief and indignation, barely managed to lift her head.

"You weren't hurt at all, you cheated!"

"Slander! Be careful, or I'll sue you for slander!" Qin Yu extended his right little finger, and a faint, almost invisible bloodstain appeared.

"Who said I wasn't injured?"

"Yesterday when I was trimming my fingernails, the nail clippers accidentally cut here and broke the skin. It really hurt!"

Upon seeing this, Song Jiang's face immediately turned bright red, almost like a liver color, and she was so angry that she was about to have a stroke.

"Damn it! You call this an injury?!"

If you had gone to the hospital any later, the wound would have healed by itself long ago.

Qin Yu spread his hands: "Just tell me if you're injured or not?"

"Pfft!"

Song Jiang was so angry that she spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with a face full of grief and indignation:

"The shame of being forced to surrender has yet to be avenged; when will our hatred end! We must choose the softest persimmons to squeeze!"

After leaving behind those words, Song Jiang fainted from anger.

Everyone: "..."

Everyone silently cast a look of pity and gratitude at Song Jiang.

Thank you, warrior.

After this incident, everyone realized that Qin Yu was faking illness.

This instantly dispelled the idea of ​​some classmates who were eager to challenge Qin Yu.

It can be said that this wave of Song Jiang,

It's about sacrificing one person for the benefit of everyone!

"Who else wants to challenge me?"

Qin Yu looked at everyone with a smile.

Everyone shook their heads vigorously.

The last person to challenge him, Song Jiang, was now lying there like a dead dog.

Who would dare to go up now if they've lost their mind?

"This is really boring," Qin Yu shook his head. "Alright, everyone, let's call it a day and continue training. I'm leaving."

Everyone's lips twitched slightly.

Good grief, so you just came here to stroll around and show off?

Liu Damao said speechlessly:

"Old Qin, what brings you to school so close to the end of the semester? You just came here to show off, huh?"

Qin Yu was immediately displeased upon hearing this: "What kind of talk is that! Do you think I'm that kind of shallow person?"

"Besides, we're all scholars. Can we use such a vulgar word as 'showing off' when it comes to things between scholars? It should be called 'showing off in front of others'."

Everyone's foreheads were covered in black lines upon hearing this.

Good heavens, you've really figured out the essence of Kong Yiji literature.

"By the way, where's Old Li? We haven't seen him at all."

Qin Yu then suddenly realized that Li Zhengjun was not there.

"Teacher Li has gone to a meeting," someone said.

"What?! They're having a meeting during class time! They have absolutely no professional ethics!"

Qin Yu was furious: "If they dare to hold meetings during class time now, what will they dare to do in the future? I don't even want to think about it. This kind of person is unworthy of being a teacher!"

"I propose that we all go and report him to the Education Department!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately lowered their heads and remained silent.

"Huh? Why aren't you guys saying anything?"

Liu Damao said somewhat shakily, "Old Qin, there's a red character 'danger' above your head."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu couldn't help but laugh and said, "You've been playing too much dog-related games, haven't you? You even have a red 'danger' sign? Well, I'd say you're a cuckold 'turtle' sign instead."

Upon hearing this, Liu Damao couldn't help but sigh and rub his forehead.

"Old Qin, I've done everything I could for you, brother. You've brought this upon yourself, you can't live without it..."

"Is that all I have done?"

Qin Yu was taken aback. Just as he was about to ask what it meant, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if a cold draft was drilling into it.

"What are you playing at?"

He turned his head and was immediately terrified, for he saw a large cleaver pressed against his neck.