On the dark buildings on campus, the glass windows were lit up in patches, which were particularly vivid in the dark night. The howling cold wind rushed into the campus from mid-air and was raging under the light from the dim street lamps.
, the snow particles rolled up on the snowdrift floated up and invaded everywhere like layers of gauze, making a rustling sound.
Su Chunfeng, Li Zhichao, and Feng Gang hurriedly walked toward the dormitory.
"Gangzi, let's go separately to gather manpower later... Damn it, we're going to fight them today." Li Zhichao gritted his teeth and said, "Let the brothers prepare something."
"Zhichao, Chunfeng." Feng Gang hesitated: "There are more people in Heyi Town than us, and this time even Qian Jingjiang, a senior in high school, got involved."
Li Zhichao frowned and said: "It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided! Now that things have happened, do we have any other options?"
"Damn!" Feng Gang gritted his teeth and said, "Fight!"
Su Chunfeng, who was walking silently, suddenly said: "Zhichao, do you have a knife there?"
"Yes!" Li Zhichao said with a sullen face: "I have a machete and two sharp knives... When you get to the dormitory, you can pick whichever one is convenient for you."
"Okay, keep the two sharp knives for me." Su Chunfeng said: "I will go to the dormitory to find you in a while. Remember, no one is allowed to fight with the people in Heyi Town without me."
"Where are you going?"
"Never mind it." Su Chunfeng waved his hand and turned to leave.
Li Zhichao and Feng Gang were stunned for a moment, and then hurried to the dormitory - they wanted to gather the most people in the shortest time - this time they were going to face an almost invincible opponent. Heyi Town people
There are many powerful people, and the already famous school bullies Qian Jingjiang and Zhou Fan, senior high school students, have come forward. As for Li Zhichao, he only has some prestige among the first-year students from Dongwangzhuang Township and Guanmiao Township. As for these two
The senior students in the township...don't count on them. There is no one who can be called a person of any importance in the school.
After separating from Li Zhichao and Feng Gang, Su Chunfeng quickly rushed to the staff dormitory building in the north of the campus. He inquired about the dormitory of Qian Ming, an English teacher in Class 5 and Class 6 of Grade 3, and immediately entered from the third unit and went up to the fifth floor.
Tuk-tuk-tuk!
There was a knock on the door.
Qian Ming, who was about to go out for dinner, responded and opened the door. Outside the door, stood a smiling student wearing a gray cotton jacket with a fair and handsome appearance.
"Is that you?" Qian Ming was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly opened the door: "Please come in quickly, please come in..."
"Thank you." Su Chunfeng stepped in.
The single dormitory for faculty and staff is not big, only about 20 square meters. It has a single wooden bed, a small bookcase, a desk, and a wardrobe, which makes it look crowded.
Qian Ming closed the door and said with some excitement: "I was just thinking about talking to you in the past few days. Oh no, I should thank you and ask you for some advice on magic. I heard it the day before yesterday.
I listened to your words and followed them one by one when I came back. It’s really much better now. I hope you can..."
Su Chunfeng waved his hand to interrupt his rambling words and said, "Teacher Qian, do you have talisman paper, cinnabar, and a writing brush here?"
"Yes, yes."
"Lend it to me."
"Okay, wait." Qian Ming trotted to the bed, pulled out a wooden box from underneath, opened it, took out the cinnabar, cut talisman paper, writing brush, and inkstone, and placed them on the table one by one.
"Thank you."
Su Chunfeng was not too polite or nonsense. He walked to the table and mixed the cinnabar liquid. He directly took three talisman papers and stacked them together. He held the talisman paper with his left hand and dipped the brush in the cinnabar liquid in his right hand. Then he silently recited the mantra and calmed down.
, swiping the pen on the talisman paper is like a dragon and a snake, and it is done in an instant.
One stroke makes three talismans!
Qian Ming was stunned when he saw it - God, this, this, is this the legendary aura that is a talisman? High, high, a master!
Su Chunfeng didn't mind being dirty, so she took a sip of water from the tea cup on the table and sprayed it on the three talismans.
Then, he picked up the talisman paper with his left hand, flicked it lightly with his right hand, turned around and said with a smile: "Teacher Qian, thank you very much... Remember not to spread this kind of thing outside, you know."
"I understand, I understand!" Qian Ming nodded fiercely.
"goodbye."
"Ah, goodbye, wait..." Qian Ming couldn't help but stepped forward to stop Su Chunfeng, and asked with a look of shock and disbelief: "You, can the talisman you just drew work?"
"Nonsense, why can't you draw it?" Su Chunfeng said impatiently: "Okay, okay, we'll talk about it later, I'm busy."
"Oh, okay, goodbye." Qian Ming quickly got out of the way.
Su Chunfeng opened the door and hurried out.
Qian Ming was left standing alone in the room in a daze - he didn't understand why a high school student who was only sixteen or seventeen years old could reach such a high level in magic cultivation... So, right?
Can it be explained that there are more legendary magic masters in this world?
After thinking for a long time, he sighed, shook his head with a wry smile and said to himself: "He is indeed a frog in the well."
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Class 12, Grade 3, West Area, third floor of the teaching building.
It's almost time for evening self-study, and the lights in the classroom are bright, like daylight. Students of both sexes are chatting and laughing. Occasionally, there are a few students who endure the hustle and bustle in the classroom and study hard.
Classes 11 to 15 of any grade almost all include the students with the lowest grades in the entire grade. Under the school’s backward and cruel elimination system, after those students with temporary poor performance are assigned to such classes, most of them will
Under the influence of the environment, they will abandon themselves and drift with the crowd.
Classes 12 and 15 of senior high school are the two most troublesome classes for all senior high school teachers.
Because, there is Qian Jingjiang in Class 12 and Sun Lei in Class 15 - these two can be said to be the well-deserved school bullies in the County No. 1 Middle School.
At this time, no one paid attention to Su Chunfeng, who came from Class 1, Grade 1, standing in front of the guardrail at the door of Class 13, Grade 3, with his arms on the guardrail, looking at the campus scenery under the night as if bored. But he
Out of the corner of his eye, he was always focused on the east side of the corridor and the main entrance of the Class 12 classroom not far away.
After a while, Qian Jingjiang and Zhou Fan walked grandly from the east with cigarettes in their mouths and went straight into the classroom of Class 12.
Su Chunfeng turned around, hesitated for a moment, sighed softly, with a ruthless and cold look on his face, and strode towards the classroom of Class 12.
In the noisy classroom...
Qian Jingjiang was sitting in the corner of the south side of the last row of the classroom, surrounded by four or five people, discussing what he was going to teach someone tonight.
"Call everyone."
"No need, it's just a few freshmen in high school. Let's go there to support them and let Zheng Wentao and Han Qiang take action."
"It's just that if you beat these little guys up, you'll lose your status."
Listening to the discussion of his companions, Qian Jingjiang had an excited look on his face after drinking some wine. He didn't feel any pressure at all. He waved his hands and smiled as if he was used to it: "Those two boys are so damn cool.
If I don't train them myself, I won't be able to let out the anger in my heart... Haven't you seen the attitude and crazy talk of those two brats? Damn it..." Just after saying this, Qian Jingjiang
His expression full of smiles and excitement suddenly darkened. He narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Boy, Class 12 is not where you come from."
Several people turned their heads to look, only to see a student with a fair face, a handsome face, a thin body, and wearing a gray cotton jacket walking over with a cold expression.
"Hey, are you here to apologize?" Zhou Fan stepped forward and raised his right hand to rest on Su Chunfeng's shoulder.
All the students in the classroom looked here - when Su Chunfeng came in before, they didn't bother to pay attention to who this strange little guy was and what he was doing here.
Su Chunfeng raised his right hand like lightning and held down Zhou Fan's right hand. At the same time, he flicked and twisted his left arm, directly locking Zhou Fan's arm. As he screamed in pain, Su Chunfeng held down Zhou Fan's right hand with his right hand.
, her left arm twisted his right arm, and her left hand pressed his shoulder and pushed him hard on the desk in front of Qian Jingjiang.
boom!
"Let go, let go quickly...fuck..." Zhou Fan cried out in pain.
All this happened in the blink of an eye.
"Hold!"
"Fuck him!"
Hula la...
Several boys nearby immediately reached out and picked up the stools to start.
"Don't, don't move!" Zhou Fan suddenly screamed.
Only then did several people see with horror that Su Chunfeng's left hand, which was holding Zhou Fan's shoulder, suddenly had a sharp knife with a cold edge, and was holding Zhou Fan's neck with the sharp edge.
There was an uproar immediately in the classroom.
The timid girls screamed and ran out.
Qian Jingjiang is worthy of being the school bully. Su Chunfeng subdued Zhou Fan with lightning speed, and held a knife on Zhou Fan's neck, making others afraid to take action... Qian Jingjiang sat there steadily, although it was only at the beginning.
He was a little surprised, but he quickly regained his composure. With a ferocious look on his face, he said sinisterly: "Boy, are you trying to scare me?"
"No." Su Chunfeng said coldly. He took out another sharp knife from his pocket with his right hand and threw it in front of Qian Jingjiang.
, whoever dies will be unlucky!"
"Are you being cruel to me?" Qian Jingjiang smiled ferociously without fear, and naturally glanced at the sharp knife on the table in front of him.
At this time, almost everyone's eyes were fixed on the expressions of Su Chunfeng and Qian Jingjiang, as well as the two gleaming sharp knives. Therefore, no one would notice that at this moment, Su Chunfeng's right hand made a strange finger, and at the same time slightly
He opened his mouth and silently uttered one word: "Terrify!"
Qian Jingjiang stood up, took the sharp knife in his hand, and said with a fierce look: "Don't stay in the class, let's go to the playground."
"Let's go..." Su Chunfeng shook Zhou Fan away violently, and kicked him to the ground at the same time. Then he raised the dagger in his left hand and pointed at the few people who were about to attack, and slowly turned around, with a look of fearlessness and cruel contempt.
With a look of disbelief, he sneered and said with a ferocious expression: "Well... what's going on? Who dares to come up first and let me try the knife?"