Zhang Zhong was yelled at by the beautiful landlady, so he tidied up the house miserably. He had nothing to do all night, and when he went to class the next day, Zhang Zhong felt that his deskmate Li Lina was talking and laughing with him as usual.

This time has already cast a shadow on him.

After the second get out of class, Zhang Zhong was going to the toilet to drain the water. As soon as he reached the toilet door, it was blocked.

"Classmate, this place is occupied by our boss, you can go elsewhere," said a guy with a sinewy face.

What? One person occupies a toilet. What the hell? I really think I am the boss of the underworld.

"I borrowed it! It's urgent." Zhang Zhong planned to discuss it. After all, fighting in school is not a good idea.

"You have to stay with me if you are in a hurry. Just ask around and you will know my name in Zhou Qian. I - you can't afford to offend me."

Talking and persuading such a guy had no effect at all. Zhang Zhong was puzzled. He was also a student, why was he so educated, but this guy acted like a gangster? Could it be that his old man was a gangster.

Zhang Zhong pushed him away and walked inside.

As soon as I entered, I saw an acquaintance. Prince Yu was surrounded by six people. This guy seemed to be extremely weak, but he actually became a professional in fighting.

"What are you looking at? Leave me alone," a fat man shouted cursingly.

Hey, is this fat man an acquaintance? It turns out to be the guy who was beaten up in the restaurant yesterday. "Little fat man, what's wrong? I want to lose weight again. The uncle's fists are of no other use. He is still first-class in weight loss and organization." Zhang Zhong

Said with a smile.

When the fat man saw Zhang Zhong's playful and smiling face, he immediately drooped his head. Yesterday, he was punished by this guy. Huh, there are six of us here today. Six against two is not a good chance of winning.

The fat man's name is Wang Liu. Although his name is not as nice as Zhou Qianshun's, he is still very famous in school. He is known as the bully of the third grade.

"Brothers, what are you doing in a daze? Let's fight quickly. After the fight, we still have to go to class?" Wang Wu yelled.

What? You still have to go to class after the beating. Do you really think that you are a good student? Zhang Zhong sneered and said: "Boy, I don't want to hit anyone today. If you are sensible, get out of here."

"Haha, boy, you are quite angry." Another man named Li Bapi said.

"Brother, ###mother" Wang Ziyou roared and kicked the fat man.

This guy is not naturally good at fighting. There is a black line in front of Zhang Zhong's forehead.

Since you like fighting so much, I'll let you enjoy it. Zhang Zhong has always been curious about Wang Ziyou's skills. If he hadn't been plotted by the fat man in the small restaurant last time, those three guys were no match for him. This time Wang Ziyou

Yu was much smarter. He quickly kicked out, and one of the three guys around him was kicked down before they even got close to him.

"Hey, there's something to see!"

With three people, Wang Ziyou was more than enough to deal with it, but with three more people, it was a little dwarfed. He was suddenly squeezed into a corner and couldn't do anything.

"Come here and practice with me!" Among these people, the only one Zhang Zhong knew was Fatty Wang Wu. When Fatty heard this, he became anxious. He had experienced Zhang Zhong's fighting prowess, and he had killed himself last time.

I beat him up so hard that he wouldn't dare to practice even if I gave him ten ounces of courage.

In front of so many people, Wang Wu couldn't be timid. After all, he was still a little angry in the third year of the city's No. 1 Middle School. People named him and challenged him, so he couldn't back down.

"Boy, let me loosen my muscles and bones." Wang Wu rushed towards Zhang Zhong.

Zhang Zhong kicked him from the side and fell to the ground.

"Stop it, fighting in school is simply lawless," said a man who came in from the bathroom door.

When Wang Wu heard this voice, his legs trembled with fright. The man was none other than Song Youdao, the dean of the third grade of high school. He was known as the Black-faced God. The school rules of No. 1 Middle School are not strict. If you are caught fighting, you will be punished.

If the circumstances are serious, a major demerit will be recorded, and even the employee may be expelled.

Wang Ziyou hurriedly gave Zhang Zhong a walking signal, and the two of them quickly fled to the toilet door.

Normally, Ning Youdao would not necessarily care about this matter, but he was in a bad mood these past two days. A serious poisoning incident occurred in the school cafeteria contracted by his younger brother, and this matter caused a big fuss. Even the people who have been protecting him have been

Principal Zhang couldn't protect him. He had to abandon his pawn to protect the handsome man. His younger brother Song Youcai was not only disqualified from the canteen contracting qualification, but was also arrested and taken to the police station for investigation. The impact of this incident was too great, causing dozens of parents to panic.

, Principal Zhang was furious about this. Ning Youdao was scolded severely like a doormat.

With nowhere to vent his anger, he was looking for a place to vent his anger, when Zhang Zhong and Wang Zi accidentally bumped into the muzzle of the gun.

"Follow me to the playground. If anyone dares to run away, I will fight him." Ning Youdao's face darkened. He looked at the people who were fighting, "Why don't you leave quickly? Do you want me to call the security guard?"

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Wang Ziyou walked beside Zhang Zhong and whispered: "Brother, I'm really sorry for this, I'm causing trouble for you." He was used to getting into fights when he was in trouble.

. However, Zhang Zhong felt a little sorry for being involved.

"What a big deal, it's not a big deal." Zhang Zhong said with a nonchalant smile.

"Brother, you're a freshman, right? I've never seen you before. This black-faced god Ning Youdao, Director Song, has a dark heart? He's always thinking of ways to punish people. We fall into his hands, and it's really embarrassing every day.

The earth is not working properly." Prince You sighed.

Zhang Zhong looked at Ning Youdao from the side. He really matched the title of the Black-faced God. His face was dark and his body was strong. He looked more like a physical education teacher than a teaching director.

"Is there no one he is afraid of?" Zhang Zhong asked doubtfully.

"The person the black-faced god is most afraid of is his wife - Ning Wei. Ning Wei is famous for her fierceness. I think this matter is a bit suspenseful." Wang Ziyou said with a wink.

"That's not necessarily true." Zhang Zhong took out the cell phone he had obtained from Gang Leader Sun of the Panlong Clan and sent a text message to Ning Wei: "I was at school and got into a fight and was caught by your husband."

Then he followed Wang Ziyou calmly. Zhang Zhong noticed that the fat man's group all looked depressed, and the mute was eating Coptis chinensis and was in trouble. On the contrary, Wang Ziyou was very calm, as if he was having a family dinner, and occasionally turned his head to Zhang

He winked again.

"You guys squat for me. If anyone dares to play tricks, be careful of his legs." Ning Youdao said majestically with his hands behind his back.

The seven people in Fatty's group squatted down in a miserable posture.

Prince Yousharan took a look and squatted down. This guy squatted down for a while. It seemed that he was confident, and it was not without reason.

Zhang Zhong exhaled loudly and squatted down. His legs fell to the ground, as if they had roots. When he was naughty when he was a child, he was often punished by his father to squat down.

"Straighten your back for me!" Ning Youdao took a branch from somewhere and beat the fat man Wang Wu and said.
Chapter completed!