Murong Lanluo is not that stupid. He knows that Pan Haicheng threatened to take revenge and still wanted to die. According to the teacher's performance, the phone was turned off for most of the day, so there must be something unspeakable. It is better to go home to do homework first than to stay at the door and wait stupidly. He just took a classmate's car or called the big manor to send a car to pick him up. It is impossible for Haigang Middle School to know.

The late autumn of November is already cold. The cleaner is cleaning the flower stands and the fallen leaves of the tree-lined avenues, but no one dares to walk out of the school gate. A group of children with fierce eyes stand there. Who would cause trouble? He is stepping on a leaf under his feet. You ask him to let him go, and you don’t let him go. A cleaner once advised the young man who smoked on the street to not throw cigarette butts, but was beaten seriously injured. He only had a monthly salary of more than 1,000 yuan, and his health was not more valuable?

There are still children playing football on the football field, full of enthusiasm, shouting, and whistles. Two or three couples who are hiding in the lawn near the fountain, holding hands for a walk, saying that others will vomit when they hear it, and they will never be enough for them to listen to it. There are a large number of active figures in the volleyball court and tennis court. After school until 8 o'clock in the evening, it is the best time for extracurricular activities.

Two or three first-year skateboarders on the boulevard were wearing headscarves, hand straps, ripped jeans and knee-length sports T-shirts, earphones stuffed with ears, and thrust their left foot twice, never slid past the fountain, passed a slowdown trough, jumped high, and fell back onto the skateboard, with a focused look excited and proud look.

Liao Xuebing led a group of people down from the teaching building with a large crowd, with many people and courage. Even if a thousand Qiu Daqi stood in front of him, he could get out. Lu Junfeng, the class boss of Class 4 in Class 3 and 4, didn't like a few boys playing skateboards. When the classmate roared past him, he suddenly stepped out his leg. The classmate flew away from the skateboard and fell on the hard cement floor. Although he wore knee pads and elbow pads, he still rubbed his flesh and blood.

The skateboard boy screamed, looked at a large group of people, and showed fear in his eyes. He cursed Junfeng: "It's the end to pretending to be cool in front of me. If you hear that, go to the toilet in the future, don't show your shame here." Everyone, including Ye Yuhu and Guan Muyun, were accustomed to it and were indifferent.

Liao Xuebing was unhappy: "He played with him, neither hindered you nor disrupted public order. Are you so arrogant? Lu Junfeng, apologize to him immediately, otherwise I will kill you, Junfeng... Your father named you and hopes that you have a gentlemanly demeanor, do you know?"

"Fuck! Is it great to be a teacher? Even if Qiu Daqi comes, I won't dump him!" Lu Junfeng said angrily.

When Li Yuzhong thought about the opportunity to flatter the boss, he grabbed Lu Junfeng and said, "Do you want to be the enemy of Class 2 in Year 2? Do you want to live or die every day in fear and worry? Do you want to be beaten a hundred times every day? If you don't want to, please do as Teacher Liao said."

When Lu Junfeng saw Ye Yuhu, Meng Jun and others stared at him, as if they were waiting for Liao Xuebing to call him the Buddha. His arrogance disappeared and he helped the unlucky classmate up. He was reluctant to say, "Sorry..." He seemed to think that this classmate had made him lose face, and whispered: "Mom, I'll beat you once when I see you in the future." The skateboard boy did not dare to talk back, so he picked up the skateboard and left.

"I would like to emphasize the quality issue again. If anyone causes trouble for others for no reason, it is definitely a psychological flaw. Cui Zheng, what do you think? You guy has done a lot of bad things before, so I won't be investigated for the time being. Let's go and get over the rabbits in Haigang Middle School."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone spitted the incense glue in his mouth under the broom of a roadside cleaner, and stuck it to the ground and couldn't sweep it. The cleaner aunt didn't say anything, as if she was used to the bad habits of the students. She bent down and took out the incense glue and threw it into the trash can.

Teacher Liao took a look and said to himself: "After all, it's a quality problem, and it will be rectified slowly in the future."

After school, all except the teachers on duty were almost gone. Four security guards stood nervously at the door. The old man who was guarding the door hid in the guard room and kept cursing. He had called the police twice. When the police arrived, the students ran away and they didn't even catch the evidence. It was really a headache.

When the Minister of Security saw Ye Yuhu, he was worried: "It must be this kid who asked someone else to fight outside the school again."

When Ye Yuhu opened the iron door, he led all the students who had gathered together to rush out. The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Someone simply took out the iron rod and made a clanging and harsh sound.

Pan Haicheng and several followers were pulling a girl. It was not Murong Lanluo, but the fox's little Lanluo had already escaped.

Pan Haicheng grabbed An Chunchun, who was the best-looking and the purest-looking, and smiled strangely: "Classmate, I bought two movie tickets. How about going to watch movies with me in the evening? "The Widow of the Beast" was so exciting." He was only less than 1.7 meters tall. He was half a head shorter than An Chunchun, and he looked like an authentic wretched man.

Seeing that this guy was malicious, An Chunchun pulled away his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not available. Your friend next to you can accompany you to see."

"Haha, how can they know how to appreciate that kind of movie? Oh, your skin is so white, please touch it."

"Rogue!" An Chunchun finally got angry, "Let go quickly, or I will report to Teacher Liao."

"Teacher Liao? Are you talking about my new class teacher, the guy with silly glasses all over? Haha, I'm not afraid at all, just go and make an agreement." Pan Haicheng leaned over to smell the fragrance of An Chunchun's body.

Seeing that the situation was not good, An Chunchun didn't know anyone around him, pushed Pan Haicheng away with both hands, turned around and ran away. Pan Haicheng was furious and reached out to grab her waving wrist. An Chunchun sprained her ankle and fell to the ground, afraid and wanted to cry.

"Hey, a bunch of people came out. I don't know if it's the one you're waiting for." A follower shouted.

Pan Haicheng turned around and saw that it was not Guan Muyun, who else could Xia Wei be there, and shouted: "I will be responsible for killing them!" He left An Chunchun and rushed forward, standing face to face with Ye Yuhu, two meters away, looking at each other coldly.

Whether it is Harbor Middle School or Tulip High School, they all took out steel pipes and sticks, and were tense and the group fights were triggered. As long as they started to fight, they would be either dead or injured. And there was such a big disturbance at the school gate. If other teachers knew that Lao Liao could continue his work, it would be hard to say very well.

Liao Xuebing was so angry that his lungs were about to explode when he saw An Chunchun lying on the ground. Ye Yuhu said, "You're dead." Pan Haicheng sneered, "Oh, it's really rare for the teacher to bring students out to fight. I wonder what if it's better than our Haigang Middle School gang..."

Before Liao Xuebing could finish his sentence, he grabbed Pan Haicheng's hair and moved so quickly. The other students who were waiting for them to explain the scene and then started fighting had no time to react, and only saw a figure swaying.

The slap was slapping, and Pan Haicheng's eardrum buzzed. All the scenery in front of him suddenly turned into blurry snowflakes. The severe pain began to spread from the root of the ear, up to the top of the head and down to the neck, like a spread of ripples. His mouth tilted without retracting, his chin was dislocated, and four charred and bloody caries fell out.

"The water flows and flowers fade, and I am so heartless that I send you all the applause of the autumn wind. I send you a good poem."

Pan Haicheng's headphones were still roaring, and he didn't hear anything. His followers cursed angrily: "Slay him! Beast, if you dare to touch the people from Haigang Middle School, you will definitely not be able to survive tonight."

At this moment, the ground began to tremble, and there was a dull sound like a tide hitting the beach in the distance. The dead leaves of the sycamore tree fell more than any other time, sprinkled like raindrops.

"What's this sound?" Cui Zheng asked. Everyone turned around and found that at the end of the forest road, one after another, a rude motorcycle rushed in, raising smoke and dust in the sky. In just three or four seconds, about fifty cars surrounded them and the people of Haigang Middle School.

The gray-black windbreaker, pointed toe boots, and no helmet. The colorful hair dyed by the wind was blown by various types. The violent face was full of fierce expressions of choosing people. Every motorcycle was extremely cool. The exhaust pipe was sprayed with thick black gas, which snatched everyone from covering their noses and coughed continuously.

Everyone's hearts sank. Isn't this the speed party that means destruction, killing, and fear? Could it be... they are the local people invited by the other party?

The number of speeding parties is still increasing. A motorcycle flew in every few seconds. In just a moment, more than fifty people were added.

Guan Muyun was surprised and shouted: "Brother Fighting Cock!" Ye Xiaobai naturally would not come here for the trivial matter of a mere student fight. Fighting Cock was having a king meal at Yuanhu Hotel. This time he led the team. When he heard the order from his superiors, he went out before he could finish his meal.

No one was moving, whether it was Tulip High School or Harbour Middle School, and the baseball bat that had just been pulled out to knock on Lao Liao's head was condensed in the air, and the big bead of sweat had already slid down his cheeks.

He jumped out of the car and kicked the student from Haigang Middle School nearest to him with one kick. He rolled five or six meters away. His elbows were rubbed and he pulled out a large piece of shocking flesh and blood flowed. The student did not dare to resist, and his companions did not want to come forward to help.

The cross-eyed eyes were still unsatisfied, and he swept another student with one foot, fell to the ground, broke his front teeth, and then took out a napkin, wiped his greasy lips, and threw it on the man's face.

Still no one made a sound, but fear has quietly spread to everyone's heart.

Ye Yuhu's heart beats quickly, his blood circulation is accelerated, his oxygen supply increases, and his messy thoughts are one after another: "Is this the speed party? It's so majestic. Why do they want to help us fight turtles at the harbor? Did Teacher Liao call it? Guan Muyun also knows them? It's awesome, so awesome!"
Chapter completed!