"Um?"

As a poor senior high school senior, Yonekura's burly and strong physique and relationship with off-campus clubs made him the dominant force of this university.

No one dares to mess with it.

So even if he finds various excuses to ask for money from cowardly students, no one can control him, which also leads to his arrogant personality.

"Funny, you successfully caught my attention."

Yone Kura, who had already turned around, turned his head back again, looked down at Xu Yue with a scrutiny look, and then said in a plain tone of statements.

"In this high school, I have received interest from 172 people, and you are ranked 173rd. No one has ever dared to disobey me, you are the first one."

"I used to have an international student who came from you, which left a considerable impression on me. It was the most satisfying thing I have received so far, but now it seems that you want to make a different choice from him?"

As he said that, he rubbed his fists directly and made a creaking sound. The aura made Xuanye next to him feel a little uncomfortable.

Unconsciously, he inserted the other party and the Onion Star Man into it.

"I will teach you a little lesson first, don't leave after school."

After rubbing his fists, Yonekura raised his hand and slapped Xu Yue's face, while continuing to speak

"Remember, the teacher said he fell down when he asked..."

But the awesome attack and speech he wanted to finish at the same time, but suddenly the severe pain under his ribs made his mind blank.

Then I felt myself flying lightly and numb all over.

boom!

The sudden violent impact on his back and the biting pain that came slowly made him groan.

The whole person seemed to have been drained from his strength, and it slipped softly from the wall, and it was still twitching when it fell to the ground.

The powerful impact and pain caused him to incontinence, and his feces and urine flowed, and a scent of confusion was emitted in the corridor.

The pain like a needle-like drilling on his body kept pulling his nerves and brain tightly, as if he wouldn't let him faint.

I barely looked up and saw that in the classroom five or six meters away, the international student who was about to bully was standing there with his fists raised and he was standing there. When I looked over, I was just breathing and stopping.

Obviously, my current situation is the other party’s masterpiece.

But what did he do to himself?

Why are you five or six meters away from him now?

Directly through the classroom, crossing the back door of the classroom to the walls in the corridor...

"Remember, the teacher said he fell when he asked."

Xu Yue withdrew his fist and still had a kind expression on his face.

Can your house falls and make all the shit fall out?

Xuan Ye next to him widened his eyes and said to Xu Yue in a low voice.

"Did you wear that tights? Not like that."

Xuan Ye kept looking at Xu Yue, his face full of doubts.

The tights were covered with everything except the head, and their fingers and fists were no exception.

But Xu Yue's fists looked so clean and white.

I've shaken hands before, it's very smooth.

"No, I just practiced some traditional Chinese arts since I was a child."

Xu Yue said simply.

"So that's it. Sure enough, all of you all know how to do kung fu..."

Xuanye nodded thoughtfully, his eyes becoming sharper.

"If you think so~"

...

The little episode brought by the bad luck in the senior year did not cause any trouble for Xu Yue. Not to mention that the other party himself did not intend to sue him. Even if he really sued Xu Yue, he could be considered to be able to settle it.

Whether it is money or the slightly awkward identity now.

However, the bad senior high school senior who was knocked away was considered an organized person and was an external member of the development of a community in society.

After recovering and after he finished his shit, he barely got up and left by himself. Without even changing his pants, he came to the public telephone booth with the scent of mystery to ask for help from the boss...

"Is the club we chose a little bit unfavorable?"

Williams, who silently put down the phone, said to his teammates a little embarrassedly.

They are members of a middle-aged legion and are also interested in the recent punishment mission Gold Rush, so they use the right to specify permissions very diligently.

This time I also want to get ready to go in the punishment task.

Now we have successfully gathered a team of two scramblers and five elite reincarnators.

Although both the two chaotic people or the five elite reincarnation people are sick, five labor and seven injuries, they all look very weak.

But no matter what, they are experienced reincarnation veterans, and they all pay a certain fee appropriately. After maintaining an ordinary body, relying on some fighting, shooting skills and ruthless murder, it is naturally easy to swallow some ordinary clubs.

Even because they have done similar work in most tasks, they have rich experience in this behavior of occupying the nest. They have obtained a club with a size of nearly a thousand people in just a few seconds.

Well, at the beginning, most of the directions they inquired were intelligence and the number of people they selected to target the community.

But after completely swallowing and starting to rectify the club, they were embarrassed to find that the club of Temo was specially mingled in various campuses, specifically bullying students and minors, charging protection fees and lending.

Damn it!

We, the reincarnation gang, and two teams of scattered bosses, have fallen to the point of charging students for protection fees?

Really embarrassing.

"But there are indeed enough people. In the recent contact, the clubs that the big guys forced outside the two streets were only one or two hundred people."

"Idiot, the big guys who are forced by F don't have all the eggs in this basket. They still want to mix in with the official forces, and they also have this ability."

“…”

The sudden quarrel gave Williams a headache, and then he said irritably

"Enough, we don't have to worry about the big guys F forced us. I heard that this punishment task led a D2-level administrative supervisor, at least at the level of a senior giant, and they already have many people who are keen on the thermal weapons of the technology side. They can take the lead in this punishment task. We must avoid the edge and not compete with them."

Due to the limitations of strength in the punishment task, if the senior scrambler enters the level of elite reincarnation, there will not be much difference in the ability that senior scrambler can exert from the level of elite reincarnation.

Even due to their expertise, some senior magicians may be inferior to elite reincarnations who are good at fighting and guns.

After all, although my abilities are gone, my skills are still there.

However, if it is the new department established after the reorganization, most of them may be suitable for the current punishment task.

"Although we don't want to deal with these embarrassing things, we have just completed the rectification of this club, and many of the members of this club are indeed similar. In order to gather people's hearts, we should deal with it myself."

"This is called killing a chicken to warn the monkey!"
Chapter completed!