Me and Fat Bear Classroom Teacher Cheng: South Edge and North Track

Really NM fuck ++ egg!

The school guards all eat shit?The students in the school are bullied and don't even hold their tongues?

After seeing clearly that it was Zhao Yang, I rushed out almost without thinking.When I went out, Cheng Hui was still in the kitchen. It wasn't until I ran to the first floor that I vaguely heard Cheng Hui call my name, but I really didn't have the mood to respond to him.

I don't like fighting against injustice, but what I don't like the most is men beating women and those hooligans who bully honest people... It makes me think that these people are not men at all!What's more, the one they bullied was our classmate, Zhao Yang, who is so cute and has a good temper!

When I rushed over, Zhao Yang was sitting on the ground holding his leg with one hand and covering his head with the other. Was he injured?Suddenly some anger rose, as for why, I couldn't figure it out myself.

At this time, there were already quite a few people standing around. I pushed away a bystander, and I rushed up and kicked that disgusting bald man.

"Ah—" I probably didn't expect that someone would dare to stand up. The disgusting man let out a scream like a pig, and was directly kicked to the ground by me.

The crowd became agitated all of a sudden, because my appearance instinctively gave up a large open space. Many people had horror in their eyes, but more people cast pity on me.

The reaction of this group of hooligans was not slow. When one person went to help the bald head, the other three immediately greeted me with fists and kicks and swearing. Cao!Who is afraid of whom? !

I thought I could quickly deal with these malnourished men with my years of fighting skills and a strong physique, but I didn't expect that these men were also good at fighting. One of them punched me in the mouth and was beaten by me. After the bleeding, no one confronted me head-on anymore. Instead, they started a guerrilla battle with me because of the large number of people.

The person who was going to help the bald man also rushed over and was about to join the battlefield, but the bald man found a stick from nowhere and was staring at me viciously.

I feel something is wrong...

People's instinct to face danger made me burst out of the viciousness I had when I was fighting in junior high school. I threw away the six fists next to me, and I rushed directly to the bald man. Experience tells me that this man is the head of this group. , was waiting to give me a fatal blow when I was exhausted!

When the bald man saw me rushing over, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he hit me on the head with a stick. Seeing how hard he was swinging the stick, in order to prevent my arm from being broken, I bent down and covered my head with one hand. I want to use my arm to block the stick vertically, but this movement is slightly off. I guess it’s not as simple as seeing blood on the head...

Fortunately, this bald man didn't seem to be very good at fighting. Seeing that I raised my hand to block it, I knocked down with a stick that remained in the same direction.The stick hit my entire forearm. Although the strength was dispersed a lot, it still made me suspect that my entire forearm bone had been smashed.Seeing me blocking his stick, the bald man's eyes flickered with panic, and he wanted to swing the stick up and give it to me in a hurry.But how could I give him this chance?Enduring the pain, I grabbed one end of the stick with my left hand, which blocked his stick abruptly. I stood up and punched the bald man on the chin with my right hand.

This bald man was directly knocked to the ground by me, but there are indeed a few veterans in the back. They kicked my right calf while I was punching out and the center of gravity was in front of me. There was a tear on my calf. Heart-piercing pain, I roared angrily, and swung my fist back, only to be caught by the arm of the person behind.

The few remaining hooligans immediately rushed over and punched and kicked me. I was about to withdraw my hand and find someone to beat me hard, when the sound of sirens sounded on the street...

After these little hooligans greeted me a few more times, they carried the bald man and ran into the alley.I stood up and wanted to catch up, but was stopped by the crowd of onlookers.

"Young man, stop chasing..." a middle-aged woman said.

"That's right, can you beat five of them by yourself? Let's go and see your friend." Another middle-aged uncle who stopped me also began to persuade me, "By the way, it should be your friend, look. He just wanted to help you so much."

I glared at him viciously, and you also know that there are five of them? !If even one of you had stood up just now, I wouldn't be in such a mess!It is because of the indulgence of you cowards that these gangsters are so arrogant.

But after his reminder, I suddenly thought of Zhao Yanglai. The fight was too chaotic just now, so I didn't notice him for a while, but now I saw him lying on the ground, and several onlookers were holding his arms and trying to help him up.Does this kid want to help me get kicked down by those people?

Depend on!Another burst of inexplicable annoyance.

Originally, he wanted to be a hero, but in the end, he was severely punished... and Zhao Yang was also implicated...

The huge gap made me feel very annoyed, did I feel a little too impulsive?If I hadn't rushed up and started the fight just now, but had found a way to arrange Zhao Yang to another place, wouldn't it have hurt him?

But I really didn't expect this group of sick-looking social youths to be so difficult to deal with.If Dayong, Sun Zhi, or even the buddies from the former junior high school were here, they would definitely be able to beat them so that they would never be able to hang out here again...

However, that person was so ruthless later on, he kicked my calf, if it wasn't for my fleshiness, I would probably have knelt on the ground on the spot...

That disgusting bald man finally received a heavy punch from me on the chin, so he should be living a life of death now, right?

After weighing the gains and losses of this fight, I shook my leg. It hurt so badly just now, but now I can barely walk. It seems that I didn't hurt my bones.Enduring the pain, I walked to Zhao Yang's side and checked his injuries. This kid was actually more seriously injured than me!There was a bruise on my right leg... The little guy was holding back the pain and didn't cry, which made me blame myself for a while...