"Come here," the old cat pointed at the boy.

"What the hell am I doing here? You still dare to touch me?" Class 29 has a good reputation, and everyone in it is used to being arrogant. He doesn't believe that Old Mao has the guts to touch him.

The old cat smiled coldly and watched the boy walk over with his arms swaying. Before he could regain his footing, he slapped him out. Suddenly, a loud "snap" could be heard in the whole classroom.

The guy was slapped away by the old cat. He spun around like a twist, spun a few times in mid-air, and rolled over when he fell to the ground.

"How dare you, you fucking bastard, do anything?" The boy who was beaten covered his burning and sore face, looking like he had been wronged a lot. He sat up and screamed at the top of his lungs.

Even though I beat him to death, I didn't expect that Lao Mao actually dared to do something in his own class.

The other seven or eight boys in the class were also stunned. Either he had drunk too much or he was a prostitute. He dared to attack Tai Sui's head.

"What the hell are you doing, you damn boy?" If you can't say this is a ruffian class, then the other number one people also took out the guy from the drawer and rushed over, and surrounded the old cat one by one with evil looks on their faces.

"I'm looking for Pang Tianxin, it has nothing to do with anyone else," the old cat said calmly.

"You're looking for your mother's brother Pang just because you said you were looking for him? Brothers, this guy dares to run wild in our Class 29, destroy him." One of the men holding the steel pipe howled loudly and fiercely

He rushed up and hit the old cat in the face with a steel pipe. The others behind him were also unequivocal. They rushed up with him with knives and sticks, setting up a formation and trying to send the old cat to death.

Seeing that the steel pipe was about to hit Lao Mao's face, suddenly there was a "click" sound, and at some point, a cold and bright long knife suddenly came out from the side and directly pushed the steel pipe into the air.

, all the sparks popped up

He raised the blade and pushed the steel pipe apart. Cui Guodong smiled coldly, kicked the man in the stomach and knocked him down. He immediately added another kick, and struck the back of the man's head with his steel-like heel.

, knocking him down all of a sudden, making him dizzy and unconscious.

Cui Guodong slashed the "Juan Ba" in his hand to the side, and with a "crack" sound, he chopped it directly into the table next to him. The blade penetrated into the wood three-thirds of the time, and the sawdust splattered out. He said coldly: "I'll say it again, I'm here to find you."

Pang Tianxin, I don’t have time to pull bird eggs for you, where is he?"

The rest of the people were frightened when they saw Cui Guodong like this. This man was not scary with a good knife, but the speed with which he drew the knife was so terrifying that they almost didn't see when he drew the knife.

He actually blocked Cai Xing's steel pipe just between the carbide sparks, and even kicked Cai Xing unconscious.

Du Jun and others behind Cui Guodong were frightened when they saw this scene. It turned out that Brother Cui always had a knife on him. Fortunately, he and others in the class did not push him too far. Otherwise, it would be impossible to point out this knife.

How many holes have you poked in yourself?

As soon as "Juan Ba" comes out, who can compete with Mr. Cui's personal treasure? Isn't it just an ordinary thing? Even a person who doesn't know much about swords will know that this is a top-quality sword when he sees "Juan Ba". It is as bright as autumn water and is not dazzling. It is cold and cold.

The eyes are so bright that it might be an exaggeration to say that the hair can be broken off by blowing it, but to say that it can easily cut into pieces with three cuts and six holes in one's body is absolutely out of the question.

The remaining people in Class 20 no longer dare to be arrogant. To put it bluntly, they are just the most difficult-to-control ruffians in the school, but they are not yet ready to risk their lives. Looking at Cui Guodong now, you can tell that he is not making trouble.

For fun, he is definitely the kind of character who licks blood with his knife. Who among ordinary students would carry such a long knife with them?

At that moment, someone stood up and asked: "What do you want from Brother Pang?" The arrogance in his tone was no longer there, and he was obviously calmed down by Cui Guodong.

"He's not here?" Cui Guodong asked coldly

"He...he's out"

"Where to go?"

"Arts and Sports"

"Come back and tell him that I, Cui Guodong, is waiting for him in Class 16, as well as you guys. If you don't want to wait, you will come with him later. I like to do things neatly. It's best if everything is solved at once." After saying that, he drew his sword.

Leave and never look at those people again

"Are you from Class 16?" the man asked, obviously he had never seen Cui Guodong before.

"Can you follow him later and see if you can find out?" Cui Guodong walked out without looking back.

Lao Mao followed him out very displeased, curled his lips and said to Cui Guodong: "You stole all my limelight."

"Haha, Brother Cat, why can't you pull out your kitchen knife faster than me? It's my 'Juan Ba' that gives me the strength," Cui Guodong laughed.

"Humph, I'm so proud. If it weren't for you, I would have defeated them all by now. Why don't you just say a few words?" Old Mao snorted coldly.

"Brother Cat, I find that you have regressed. Are these few bluffing little shrimps worthy of our action? I just saw two guys there who can't even hold a knife. I feel embarrassed even if I cut something like that."

Cui Guodong covered his face and said with a shy look

"Hey, you just finished fighting in your class and you are addicted to your hands. My hands are still itchy now," the old cat curled his lips.

"Damn, so didn't I just ask for a fight? There will definitely be a lot of them coming soon. Are you afraid that it won't be a good fight then?" Cui Guodong said with a smile.

"Hey" when Old Mao heard this, he immediately reached out to block Cui Guodong's mouth and said: "Let's talk first, you just used the name of your class 16 to have a fight with the boy named Pang, Guan Laozi

What's the matter? I'm not in your class. I'll watch you beat me later. When it's over, I'll go back to sleep."

"Wow, Brother Cat, you are so immoral that you are so immoral, can you even say such things?" Cui Guodong exaggeratedly jumped three feet high and shouted.

"Not only can I say it, but I can also do it. Hehehe, you can ask me to help you. You can pay me to go out to the sauna tonight. I haven't touched a woman for a long time and my whole body hurts." The old cat thief said with a smile.

"You... hmph, you think I can't live without you? Wait and see, I can kill that Pang guy myself." Cui Guodong said angrily, turned around and took Du Jun and others upstairs.

The old cat stared at his back and muttered: "This kid is losing his sense of humor..."

Although Du Jun and others following Cui Guodong did not speak at this time, their hearts were filled with passionate fanaticism.

They didn't even dare to dream that people like themselves would one day go to Class 29 to stand up. Who are those people? They are all guys who eat people without spitting out their bones.

But just now they witnessed with their own eyes that their boss Cui Guodong pointed at those people's noses and cursed harshly, and those people were so scared that they didn't even dare to breathe. That was not a dream, that was not a fantasy, that was a fact that actually happened.

At this moment, they worshiped Cui Guodong so much and were so devoted to him that it was an eye-opener for them to be able to follow him. No one regretted their hasty decision.

At this time, the seven or eight people in Class 29 had extremely ugly faces. Cui Guodong and Lao Mao did not dare to say anything here, but after the group of people left, the cruel looks on their faces were revealed.

Here we are, everyone is so disgusted that their teeth are itching

Since the beginning of the school and the establishment of classes, when have they been despised? When have they been visited by others?

The arrogant Class 16, the crazy Cui Guodong

I must call Brother Pang and get this debt back.
Chapter completed!