When talking about this matter, some students were still sighing. After all, there may be helplessness, but it is not a good thing after all!
And they didn't expect that the matter would be so serious in the end, but even so, they might not have the courage to rush out at that time, because those few people had been kings and dominators in the school for a long time, and they had a shadow in their hearts!
But for Zhang Yicheng now, it is not a problem at all. Although he has turned back to the age of seventeen, he still has the thoughts of an adult. He has no contempt for these little gangsters who dominate the high school campus.
, but at least they are not afraid of them. Besides, Zhang Yicheng joined the Sanda club in college in a boring way. Not to mention competing with real masters, it is not a problem to deal with a few gangsters.
"Hurry up, do you want Brother Biao to wait for you? You know the consequences!" Song Gong shouted, which immediately made many students who wanted to stand out have some stage fright. This Brother Biao is also a famous gangster in the neighborhood.
Most people really don’t dare to mess with her
It is said that Song Gong worshiped a big gangster as his eldest brother outside the school. It seems that it was this Brother Biao.
Yan Yuanyuan trembled all over, and a trace of sadness flashed across his face, so he had to quicken his steps and walked out the door.
"That's pretty much it!" Song Gong said proudly, seeming to be proud of his intimidating power.
Zhang Yicheng put down his pen and said calmly to Ling Fei next to him: "Please stand up for a moment!"
Ling Fei looked at Zhang Yicheng with some confusion, not knowing what he was going to do. Before today, Ling Fei probably wouldn't have bothered to deal with it, but Zhang Yicheng's calm look now made her feel that something was brewing, as if something was brewing.
The calm before the storm, he involuntarily gave way, as if Zhang Yicheng's words were some kind of order that must be obeyed.
Although Zhang Yicheng was not successful in starting a company in his previous life, he still cultivated the dignity of his boss to some extent, and inadvertently brought out some of it, which is what most people jokingly call, the bastard spirit.
At this time, long benches were still used as students' chairs in the classrooms of No. 3 Middle School. Zhang Yicheng always wondered, what did the students pay every year?
Even if it has been embezzled, some of it should be released to improve these teaching conditions!
Zhang Yicheng took out his bench and walked towards the door of the class. Immediately, the students exclaimed. Many people had guessed what Zhang Yicheng was thinking, and their blood boiled.
Yang Guang and Huang Yilin, two of Qin Fang's best friends, suddenly stood up from their seats, more or less guessing what Zhang Yicheng was thinking.
Song Gong, who had already turned around with Yan Yuanyuan, heard the low exclamations from the classmates in the class and immediately turned around to see what was going on.
There was only a rough sound, and a slender bench fell head-on, hitting Song Gong's shoulder directly.
With a muffled explosion, the tall Song Gong was knocked to the ground in fear, and his dark-skinned face came into close contact with the hard concrete floor.
Zhang Yicheng looked coldly at Song Gong, who was lying on the ground wailing, panting slightly, and said: "Idiot, you want to come to our class to take someone away. Your father is the dean of education and it's amazing!"
After all, his body was no better than those of later generations. At this time, his body was still weighed down by just reading books for several years. It was only in college that he realized that he should exercise his body properly.
Everyone looked at Zhang Yicheng blankly. They didn't expect that this young man who looked delicate and weak would be so violent when he exploded.
Ling Fei also looked at Qin Fang with a police look. She did not expect that this handsome young man who usually seemed a bit weak would be so violent when he started to attack. Only then did she realize that she had never understood this classmate as well as she thought she did before.
, was broken by him in every way today, that handsome face seems to be covered with layers of fog, making it impossible for people to understand clearly.
Song Gong was hit by the bench first, and then hit his head on the ground. The double blow immediately caused his entire face to shrink together. His nose was bruised and swollen, and his nosebleeds kept flowing. The severe pain from his shoulder made him gasp.
"Cripple him!" Song Gong, who has never suffered such a big loss, shouted through gritted teeth. He has been around since he was young and has been injured by others. He often walks by the river. How can he say that he often walks by the river?
If your shoes are not wet, there will be more serious injuries than this.
But he had never been so embarrassed before. He was beaten to the ground before he could react. He was as embarrassed as a bereaved dog.
Several student gangsters who followed were a little hesitant, because Zhang Yicheng was holding a bench in his hand. No matter how high the martial arts skills were, the bricks would fall down. Besides, they didn't have martial arts yet, they were just experienced in group fights. Although the one in Zhang Yicheng's hand was not
Brick, but for them, it is even more terrifying than Brick. You must know that Song Gong was beaten to the ground by Zhang Yicheng just now. Song Gong became their leader, except because he is the son of the dean of students.
The most important thing is that Song Gong is also the most powerful among them and has rich experience in group fighting.
But even so, Song Gong was knocked down by Zhang Yicheng with a bench
We are talking about crippling him now, let alone whether we can win him by then. He will definitely be injured. It is hard to say who will cripple whom. Now in their hearts, the bench has surpassed the atomic bomb and become the number one in the world.
Big killer
"Drink!" A student gangster yelled and rushed over. "Bang!" A bench swung over and hit the boy's shoulder accurately.
The boy was in pain and staggered to the ground, wailing incessantly. He was no better than Song Gong.
Seeing this bold student gangster being knocked to the ground by Zhang Yicheng, the remaining student gangsters became even more hesitant.
"Fuck, they dare to come to our Class 7 to rob people, let's kill them!" At this time, Huang Yilin shook off the fat on his body, shouted, picked up his bench and walked towards those gangsters.
Without saying a word, Yang Guang took out an iron rod from his school bag and danced twice, making him very famous. As a man of the hour in the school, he naturally had the envy, jealousy and hatred of others. There were many people in the school who couldn't stand him.
The gangsters will cause trouble for him. He always keeps a stick by his side to fight back anytime and anywhere.
Speaking of which, a fight between men is really nothing. Who hasn't had a fight as a child? But Yang Guang's rich experience in group fights is definitely not inferior to these little gangsters, and almost every time he fights with a small number, this is
The force value is also extremely high
It’s basically a daily routine!
Under Huang Yilin's instigation, the male students in the class were all teenagers, and their passion in their bones had not been smoothed out. They had suffered from no one taking the lead before, but now that someone was taking the lead, they instantly became bolder and spoke out one after another.
"Kill these bastards!"
"Yes, kill them. They dared to block me last time!"