Swearing to the sky, when Jiang Qiyi said "blocking the ink", he just wanted to speak quickly and did not expect to take action.

After all, the one who can keep his uncle under his belt is definitely a corner.

When his head was pressed under the faucet and was baptized by the water column, he deeply realized that he could not even have "quick mouth" in the future.

Fists represent everything.

——In this evil society where parents and teachers have deviated from their hearts.

"I--"

Jiang Qiyi opened his mouth.

However, the next moment, he pressed his head and sank down. His face hit the inner wall of the sink, and his mouth was blocked as soon as it opened, and he couldn't even spit out a word.

Hold.

Jiang Qiyi, who has always been awesome, has no room for fighting back in front of a girl twice, making him feel so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are all in pain.

This time is a bit fucked. After school, the students and teachers are almost gone. The corridors and classrooms are empty, and the chances of someone coming to the bathroom are slim.

Just when Jiang Qiyi thought he was going to die here—

"Da.Da.Da."

He heard footsteps.

However, the hope that rose in his heart turned into ashes two seconds later. Because the sound came from the female bathroom, it must be a girl who was walking around as she watched this scene.

now.

Wen Yingxue, a girl who was determined to be a coward by Jiang Qiyi, was indeed stunned when she saw this scene, but the next moment, she walked over calmly.

She ignored her head pressed under the faucet and looked at Mo Qing.

Mo Qing held a bag with one hand and stood idle. He pressed the head with the other hand and pressed the person under the water to rinse him. He was afraid that the water would splash, so he tried to keep the distance as far as possible.

When he noticed someone coming, Mo leaned his eyes and looked at the person coming.

"Can you give it up? I want to wash my hands." Wen Yingxue walked over, her expression was gentle, and she spoke softly when she asked, and her attitude was a bit polite.

In this situation, she regards "washing hands" as the first priority, completely ignoring the life and death of others.

The situation is very strange.

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Wait."

Wen Yingxue asked: "How long does it take?"

Mo Qing narrowed his eyes.

After waiting for three seconds, Wen Yingxue raised her lips slightly and nodded to Mo Qing: "I'm disturbing."

After saying that, Wen Yingxue suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed Jiang Qiyi's short hair with her delicate and slender fingers, and her hands used force to snatch Jiang Qiyi's head from Mo Qing's hand almost rudely.

Mo Qing was a little surprised and relaxed his hands.

The next moment, accompanied by a "click" sound, Wen Yingxue grabbed Jiang Qiyi's head and swung forward, swinging Jiang Qiyi's face onto the mirror. The force was so fierce that the mirror surface shattered.

“…”

Jiang Qiyi was so painful that he couldn't even speak. He thrust his shoulders and his face hit the mirror and was completely unable to move.

Why can't he die on the spot?

"Are you satisfied?" After doing all this, Wen Yingxue looked at Mo Qing calmly without blinking, with a cold expression in her soft tone. "If you are satisfied, please let me go."

He glanced at Jiang Qiyi, then looked at Wen Yingxue, and Mo Qing shrugged his shoulders and took a step away.

She said: "Please."

"Thanks."

Wen Yingxue approached, twisted the faucet a little smaller, washed his hands carefully, and then turned off the water.

Immediately afterwards, she took out another handkerchief, wiped her fingers slowly, and threw the handkerchief into the trash can, so that she could leave slowly.

Mo Qing looked at Wen Yingxue's back and left.

Then, she reached out and grabbed Jiang Qiyi's shoulder, pulled the person out, looked at Jiang Qiyi's bloody face, and suddenly she lost the interest of "bullying".

"Go to the hospital."

Mo Qing patted Jiang Qiyi on the shoulder, with a little sympathy in his eyes.

Jiang Qiyi: “…”

Uncle, why didn’t you move out of the way?

His nose was broken!

"Who is she?" Jiang Qiyi's hair was wet and his face was covered in blood, like an abandoned puppy, fragile. He was crying, and every time he said a word, he would shed a tear.

"Wen Yingxue."

“…”

grass.

The promised doctor is kind and the light of the master?!

Can you transfer students still be better?!

*

Because of teaching Jiang Qiyi a lesson, it took a while. When Mo Qing left school and saw the Mo family's car, Mo Sui'an had been waiting in the car for half an hour.

As soon as Mo Qing got into the car, he met Mo Sui'an's Wanniang's face.

"Only this time." Mo Sui'an said coldly, "I won't wait for you again if I don't have ten minutes after school."

Mo Qing didn't even shook him with a look.

Mo Sui'an glanced at her coldly: "I heard that you started fighting with Jiang Qiyi, and it made my uncle go to school?"

Mo Qing said: "Not fighting."

Mo Sui'an frowned, thinking that she was still trying to argue now.

However, Mo Qing slowly added: "I beat him unilaterally."

Mo Sui'an's expression froze for a moment, and he warned: "This is not a prairie, so you can't do it any more. If you really have something to do outside, the Mo family and the Jiang family will not protect you."

"I gave you the illusion that you would be dependent on your family?" Mo Qing turned his head and said tough and direct.

“…”

The ink Sui'an was suffocated.

The atmosphere inside the car was frozen, and the driver seemed to sense it. He opened the car window and slapped the noise and evening breeze outside, dispersing the suffocating atmosphere.

After a little slowed down, Mo Sui'an said, "Uncle Zhang, turn on the radio."

"yes."

The driver turned on the radio.

A news is being broadcast inside.

"This is a set of acupuncture needles, made of special materials, and no substance is detected so far. The work is meticulous and ingenious, and there is only one set in the world."

"It is said that its owner had saved thousands of lives a hundred years ago during the war... According to the records, there is also a set of scalpels of the same material that match it... Now it appears in Dongshi City, my country and will be auctioned publicly at the Collins Hotel at the end of this month..."

The news introduces a set of acupuncture needles, which provides a detailed introduction to its background, which is amazing and full of mystery.

Mo Qing felt something was wrong when he listened.

After the radio jumped to the next news, Mo Qing frowned and took out his mobile phone to search for the keywords of "Collins Hotel" and "acupuncture needles", and then saw a photo of acupuncture needles.

Mo Qing narrowed her eyes slightly and curled her lower lip.

——Good guy, it's delivered to the door.

*

The next day, although Mo Qing left the school on time, she did not go back with Mo Sui'an, but went to the subway station.

When I walked out of the subway station, the last afterglow disappeared in the west, and the street lights spread out in the long river, like stars in the sky. The evening breeze blew by, bringing coolness.

Mo Qing followed his memory and found a medical clinic.

Huichun Pavilion.

The familiar plaque is hung, and it looks dilapidated after the baptism of wind and rain, painted, damaged, and old. The past is like color, turning from freshness to gray.

It's still there.

Mo Qing was a little surprised.

She didn't want to get back the past.

If she hadn't heard the acupuncture needles being auctioned on the radio, she wouldn't have thought of Huichun Pavilion.

I was originally trying it out and followed the former site of Huichun Pavilion, but I didn't expect Huichun Pavilion to be still there.
To be continued...