"Hey, what's your business with us playing football?"

Liao Xuebing didn't say anything, so he kicked the football, and the ball flew far away in a beautiful arc.

"What are you doing?" someone asked.

“I have requisitioned the football field.”

The children did not dare to argue with him and left the court in disappointment.

Liao Xuebing returned to the sidelines and said to the dozen people standing in a rude manner: "I'll call out the student team to practice with you later. Do you have shoes and clothes?"

"Does it take to change clothes and sneakers to play football with a group of big-sized kids?" Anal hair turned to the sky.

"I heard that your football kicks are very dark, and they are still children. Remember to keep a little bit of a matter at critical moments. I invite you to come mainly to train their bodies to fight against the intensity." Liao Xuebing had this idea and asked the black team to conduct devilish training for the class. As long as you don't hurt, everything will be easy to talk about. When those students get used to the barbarity of the court, it will be fun to fight against other classes.

"Hey, teacher, you're here!" Murong Lanluo came out from somewhere on the side of the court and waved at him. The girl's explosive head and ragged jeans, beautiful navel-exposed clothes and hot pants were so tempting that it caused a commotion among the Black Super Championship players.

The anal hair whistled: "Teacher Liao, is this your student? It's quite cute."

Liao Xuebing said: "He looks good, but he looks a little wild, so he needs to be disciplined."

Murong Lanluo ran over excitedly and grabbed his arm and said, "Teacher, why are you not in the office? What are you doing with a large group of people?"

"Haha, I invited someone to help the football team in the training class. By the way, why don't you go to class? Help me call Cui Zheng, Ye Yuhu and the others to the court." Liao Xuebing patted her little head and said.

"Did you forget this session be an activity class?"

Murong Lanluo was about to leave, and the anal hair monster smiled and said, "Teacher Liao, why not let me help you discipline students. Hello, little sister..." Murong Lanluo turned around, and his anal hair had already pinched her face, and smiled and said, "It's so slippery!"

"Anal hair, do you want to die?" Liao Xuebing was slightly angry and looked at him with a tilted face.

Murong Lanluo patted his hand away, his face turned red, and he said angrily: "Don't touch me! Stay away!"

"Oh, it's quite hot, little pepper, I like it." Anal hair doesn't care at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his breathing tighten. It turned out that Liao Xuebing had strangled his neck from behind. "Teacher Liao..." Anal hair was about to make threatening words, but Liao Xuebing pressed his knee against his back and spine, overturning him.

At this moment, Lao Liao did not use all his strength, and his anal hair was not painful. He took a bite of dust, quickly got up, clenched his fists, and his joints crackled, and he sneered: "Teacher Liao, Brother Xiaobai hasn't told you about the glorious history of our team, do you know the Zhuque Street Speed ​​Party? There are two people in our team who are under Brother Nan of the Speed ​​Party, and my boss of the anal hair is the second brother of the Tiger Gang... Hehehe..."

Two or three team members also surrounded him and sneered with his anal hair.

"I didn't expect that I looked so easy to bully. The people from the Tiger Gang dared to threaten me." Liao Xuebing shook his head and sighed.

The fist as big as anal hair vinegar jar was already coming towards him with the whistling sound of wind. Liao Xuebing sideways and avoids it, flew up his right foot. This foot stretched from bottom to top, stretched into a straight line with his left foot, kicking the chin that was pressed against the anal hair.

The anal hair flew up in the air, and the lips were connected to a bloodline and several broken teeth that were floating in the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

As the rabbit fell and falconed rose, two other team members surrounded in triangles immediately punched him in the back.

Liao Xuebing had been stumbled and rolled for nearly ten years, and had enough experience in fighting to make a "Fighting and Fighting Guidance Series". He didn't speak at the moment, and quickly pulled out the woodpecker knife, without even looking, and stroked behind him. He screamed in pain, and the two men who attacked him covered their wrists and took two steps back. The wounds on his wrists were deep, bones were visible, and blood was entangled with broken blood vessels, and blood kept gushing out.

In less than five seconds, no one had time to react. Someone was still holding hands and watching the show, and his smile was still frozen on his face.

Liao Xuebing jumped high and stepped on his anal hair's face. In the morning, in order to cooperate with Harley motorcycle, he changed into a pair of hard-soled leather shoes. He stepped on the anal hair so that the bridge of his nose was broken, his skin was blooming, and the eldest brother opened his mouth to his nose, and blood was pouring out.

Suddenly he turned around and kicked the man behind him in the ribs. The man rolled out more than ten meters away, foaming at his mouth, and fainted.

"I forgot to tell you that she is my student. My student doesn't like to educate others." Liao Xuebing lit a cigarette with a grim smile, and there were nine people left. Look at me, I look at you, no one dares to move first.

Just one meeting defeated three people. Even if nine of them could defeat Lao Liao, the one or two who took the lead would definitely become the dead ghost.

"I forgot to tell you one more thing. Ye Xiaobai and Anan both called me: Brother Bing."

Speeding Party Bing Ge!

Almost no one who is involved in the underworld in the North City has ever heard of this loud title. The black Super League champions seemed to have a bolt from the blue. Three years ago, they often heard some people from the old world talking about it. They suddenly became weak and took a step back together. Lao Liao was unwilling to reveal his identity, so he had to show his signature at this time.

More than a dozen teeth were broken by the anal hair, and severe pain and fear spread from the top of the head to the soles of the feet. I turned over and wanted to get up, but the strength seemed to disappear instantly and I couldn't get up.

As for Murong Lanluo, he had been shocked long ago and could not say a word when he looked foolishly.

"Anal hair, which paw did you touch my little Lan Luo just now?" Liao Xuebing squirted out a cigarette, and the smoke scattered around his face, like a demon preparing to eat people in the movie.

The anal hair trembled and raised its right hand...

Liao Xuebing grabbed the knife and inserted five times from his shoulder to his palm. Three swords shaved the bones, making the sound of sharp teeth, and five blood arrows burst out from the edge of the knife. The anal hair was stimulated by pain. He rolled around on the ground with his hands in his arms, and kept howling. The blood stained the grass red. Everyone who saw it felt a chill extending from the tailbone to his mind. Lao Liao hid quickly, without letting the blood splash on his body.

One person, alone, shocked twelve people.
Chapter completed!