Don't Talk To Me!

The broom head's face quickly darkened.

Everyone in the third middle school knew that Yu Sheng had a terrible ability.

All the words he uttered, there are nine out of ten good and bad spirits, a mouthful of poisonous milk, no one can deceive anyone who encounters it.

Commonly known as crow's mouth.

The most famous achievement is that in Sheng's first year of high school, he once beat a high school king to his knees for [-] rounds, and fell directly to bronze that night.

Since then, the king has left a shadow. When he touches the keyboard, he becomes dizzy and his hands shake, so he has to quit the game.

So much so that in the last three months, I abruptly raised more than 100 points, directly crossing the undergraduate line from the junior college.

The reason why no one dared to provoke Yu Sheng in No. [-] Middle School was that he was able to fight well, and it was because poisonous milk, a skill close to metaphysics, was too terrifying.

After all, getting into a fight is bad enough. No one wants to go out in the rain, bump into a wall while walking, and have to be picked up by the invigilator three times for cheating on the exam.

The head of the broom was poked at the sore spot, his face flushed red, and then he exploded into a rage: "Fart, do it if you have the ability, don't pretend to be a magician! You are a fucking crow-"

"Know and talk to me."

Yu Sheng sighed softly, rubbed his aching ears: "Did I accidentally curse your brain?"

The broom head's expression changed, and it instantly silenced, looking at Yu Sheng with fear.

Yu Sheng carried the bun, switched hands, and pressed twice on his temples that were swollen and painful after staying up all night.

Sometimes he just can't figure out what these hormone-ridden teenagers are thinking.

Obviously, what should have been seen has been seen once, and the misfortune has been bad, and the crime has been suffered, but he dared to bring someone to the door to block him, and continued to relentlessly wipe out his hatred.

I am not afraid that he will continue to nurse him.

Yu Sheng rubbed his hair, looked at the time, and glanced at the group of people around.

The attendant still had some brains, Yu Sheng opened his mouth as soon as he made a gesture, and immediately backed away indistinctly, obviously afraid that he would casually click on someone's head again.

"Trash, I brought you to watch the fun?!"

The broom's head exploded even more, and he yelled furiously: "Slap him! Beat him until he can't speak, let's see how he farts—"

Yu Sheng got a headache from his noise, so he stopped him: "Yes."

A broom head.

Yu Sheng rubbed his neck, and looked around to find a place to put things: "Let's go together, I'm in a hurry and I have to take an exam."

These words really aroused hatred, the face of the broom turned pale instantly, and the faces of the surrounding servants also became obviously unfriendly.

Yu Sheng didn't care, yawned, and walked towards the corner.

In fact, he is not often a poisonous milkman.

The lethality is too great, the radiation area is too wide, and there may not be any unexpected side effects.

Yu Sheng thinks it is troublesome, so he can usually move his hands and try not to speak, trying to solve the problem with his fists.

But the broom head is an exception.

The broom head's name is Li Wei, his family is in business, and he relies on paying money to save money, and he also has several servants with lesser family backgrounds around him.

The black sheep is the same everywhere.Most of this group of people don't care about anything except money at home, and they don't have the heart to study.

Not to mention anything else, less than half of what happened on the pedestrian street was blamed on these people by the students of No. [-] Middle School.

Yu Sheng had heard of these people before, but had never really met them.Until the first day of the final exam, this group of bastards was so daring that they blocked a little girl who was leaving school alone in the alley, and spoke obscenely with a playful smile, and happened to bump into Yu Sheng who was telling her to skip class and go home to play games.

The little girl was terrified and crying too much, and it wasn't appropriate to watch another fight.Yu Sheng stopped the man and sent him to a crowded place, without doing anything, he politely blessed him a few words.

Originally, he thought that this matter was over, but he didn't expect him to be so persistent, and he brought someone to the door today.

Yu Sheng searched around, finally found a fairly clean and flat place, and planned to put down his breakfast for the time being.

As soon as he handed it over, a hand stretched out and swept away the soy milk and buns in his hand.

The broom head obviously took what he said just now as a provocation, with a gloomy face, he bit his cigarette and tore off his clothes: "Exam shit, don't pretend to be like me here! Today you either kneel down and admit your mistake, or let us beat you up. Don't even think about it!"

The soy milk was spilled all over the floor, and the steamed buns that I hadn't had time to bite were rolled twice, covered with a thin layer of soil.

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows and sighed softly.

High school students will always get married for inexplicable reasons. The pressure of schoolwork and the restless hormones have no place to vent, plus the puberty that doesn't come early or late, because they can have an appointment with anything.

In fact, Yu Sheng has always felt that many things can be solved as long as he is polite.

Looking at the broom head staring at him gloomyly, Yu Sheng raised his face, greeted him politely first, and before his hand had time to retract, he raised his hand and clasped the wrist with lightning.

His hand moved slightly, and there was a faint, crisp sound.

The face of the broom head turned from gloomy to pale in an instant, and the entire wrist joint was bent into a twisted angle in his hand.

Yu Sheng pulled his hand violently, and his figure quickly approached. With his shoulder pressed against his chest, he flipped him with one hand, and firmly put him on the ground.

With a bang, a cloud of dust rose up quickly.

When he said to do it, he did it. A group of followers were startled for a moment, and before they had time to react, he had already approached him in a blink of an eye.

The young man was extremely clean and agile, rushed into a group of muscle masses with guys, greeted him mercilessly, raised his knees and turned his elbows with great strength, and punched a child.

The faces of the rest of them changed, seeing that the situation was not good and dropped the guy, they raised their legs tremblingly and wanted to run, but after only a few steps, they were neatly thrown to the ground by him.

In a few minutes, the ground was already lying on the ground moaning in pain.

"Stop, stop!"

A little yellow-haired figure appeared at the corner, hurriedly greeted, "Police, hurry up—"

Little Huangmao's voice froze, his eyes widened in astonishment, and his face turned pale involuntarily.

Li Wei came here today to find a place to show off others, and he brought people who can fight well, and some of them are fighting coaches from the gym in the city.

The students have just had their holiday these days, and there are many police officers patrolling nearby.He was specially asked to keep watch, just in case the police came over, he would come and report immediately, no matter what happened, he would retreat strategically first.

……

But now it doesn't look as easy to retreat.

Little Huangmao's legs were so frightened that he staggered back two steps, then turned around and ran back desperately: "Police! Police, help..."

Hearing the shout, Yu Sheng left the last person behind, clapped his hands and raised his head, standing still in a leisurely manner.

He has been dragged to the front line of finding places all year round, and he has a lot of experience in dealing with such things.

The people on the ground couldn't get up for a while, so Yu Sheng brushed off the dirt on his school uniform jacket, aligned the zipper and pulled it to the neckline neatly, pulled at the clothes, and took a few steps back.

His footsteps suddenly stopped.

There were too many people just now, huddled together in a mess, he didn't notice that there was someone standing beside him.

Tall and thin, he wore a plain black shirt, no school uniform, and the cuffs of the shirt were simply folded in two.

One hand was in the pocket of trousers, revealing a cold white wrist with a sharp cut.

In his right hand, he also carried a steaming hot and delicious cult pancake with crispy grilled sausage and fish tofu.

Possibly added chicken chops too.

cult.

The black shirt met Yu Sheng's gaze, raised his eyebrows, and smiled at him friendly.

His eyes are narrow and long, hidden behind the glasses, and the tails of his eyes are slightly slanted upwards, which makes his eyes look extraordinarily dark.

The naturally indifferent and lazy gentle posture was blurred by the sudden smile, and quickly transformed into a very bewildering kindness.

Yu Sheng's heart suddenly became very vigilant.

His intuition has always been reliable. Although this kind of vigilance came out of nowhere, it must also show that the guy in front of him with "I am a top student" written all over his body is actually not as harmless as he seems.

Yu Sheng narrowed his eyes, subconsciously licked his tiger teeth with the tip of his tongue.

The red and blue lights came on, and the sound of police whistle came from the corner of the street.

The little yellow hair was so frightened that he ran away without a trace.Hearing the cries, the police came over, and couldn't help frowning when they saw the mess lying on the ground, and raised their heads: "What's going on?!"

Yu Sheng glanced at the black shirt.

Yu Sheng has always had an innate advantage that cannot be ignored when it comes to getting caught in a fight.I have been in high school for two years, and I have had countless fights, big and small, and I haven't even written a few copies of the inspection.

Because compared to his fierce record of playing all over the school, Yu Sheng actually looks a little too gentle and harmless.

Not bad.

Round eyes with double eyelids and long eyelashes.The facial features are all delicate and soft, when he opened his mouth, the canine tooth on the right protruded a little point unwillingly.

No matter what happened, as long as he put on his school uniform and stood aside, he would most likely be comforted and escorted back to school as an innocent boy passing by.

It is reasonable to pretend that you don't know anything this time, but after the fight is over, suddenly there is another witness out of nowhere.

Yu Sheng frowned, deliberating between threatening the other party to cooperate while the police were not paying attention, and running away when looking for an opportunity, glanced at the black shirt, and turned back: "There was a fight just now, I'm here for the exam, Just passing by."

The broom head was still breathing, and was so angry that it struggled to stand up: "Fart! It's his hands! Police, it's this bastard—he beat him! He's a fucking lie——"

"To shut up!"

The police had a headache from the quarrel, so he sternly reprimanded and looked at the two people who insisted on their opinions.

He already had a vague bias in his mind. He glanced around and saw someone standing in the corner, beckoning: "You come here too! Tell me, what's going on?"

Yu Sheng raised his eyes.

The black shirt stood up straight and walked over. His narrow eyes were hidden behind the glasses, and his eyes glanced at Sheng with great interest.

"They were fighting, he was passing by, I saw it."

The black shirt made a sound, pulled his left hand out of his pocket, and pointed to the ground with his long fingers, with a sincere tone: "I was so scared that he dropped his buns on the ground."

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