Yang Geyong stood there without moving. These people were clearly looking for trouble. He could see that. This is how people are. Don’t cause trouble, but don’t be afraid of trouble. If you are afraid of trouble, you will be destined to be bullied in the future.
First of all, Yang Geyong was sure that he didn't know people here, and if he didn't know people, he would definitely not offend people. But why did these people come to make trouble? After a round of his mind, he probably had the answer, which should be the little face who grabbed Zhao Linger's hand.
"Are you fucking blind? Are you keeping your eyes at home?" The person who was hit got up and cursed, cursing, rolling his arms and sleeves forward. This is a prelude to the point of taking action. Several other people also began to surround him, and they had no intention of reasoning at all.
At this point, Yang Geyong was not polite. He never said that he had a fight. He had four or five people, and he had to take a few strokes before he could fight back? That was a fool.
The guy rolled up his sleeves as soon as he rolled up one sleeve, Yang Geyong kicked on his chest. It's easy to get the trouble, so there's no need to roll up the sleeves. At this time, the guy who walked around Yang Geyong and kicked Yang Geyong on the back. This guy probably learned the moves he learned when watching martial arts movies, and jumped up and kicked.
Yang Geyong had been paying attention to the movement behind him, squatted down, and a 360-year-old cleaning leg on his right foot. The guy kicked him but didn't kick him. It was unstable to land. At this time, his heel was swept, and his body was directly tilted back, and he fell to the ground with a "bang!"
The main reason is that the angle of landing is wrong, and the back of the head suddenly hit the ground and stopped moving. The five people fell down at once, and the remaining three people were a little hesitant. How could Yang Geyong give them a chance to hesitate? He kicked it on the knee of the man closest to him.
He learned this move from Ye Yuze. Bajimen can't lift his feet but not his knees, so Ye Yuze likes to kick the knee the most. In fact, there are also some specialties in kicking the knee. The front kick is basically to kick the person down. If you kick the side, it is a killer move. You must know that the joints are the most fragile. A person's knee can only be bent forward and backward. If you use a little force on the side, it will be a complete fracture.
This man couldn't even retreat, so he sat directly on the ground. Because he sat too hard, he knocked his tail bone directly. Anyone who had been knocked understood that the place was really painful, and his heart was so painful. This guy let out an inhuman scream.
This shout alarmed many people. Someone had seen their fight. Today is the day for freshmen to register, and there are people everywhere. The place where they fight is in the girls' dormitory area, and soon a group of people gathered around.
Zhao Ling'er and several roommates rushed out. Zhao Ling'er could see a few people lying down and Yang Geyong at a glance. She didn't need to ask what was going on.
At this time, Wang Jiangfeng also ran over with a few people, pulled away the crowd and came to a guy lying on the ground and asked, "Sun Yong, what's wrong with you? Who beat me?"
Sun Yong was the first person to be knocked down. He pointed at Yang Ge and said angrily: "It's this country bumpkin who was dressed like this and wandered around our campus. We suspected that he was a hooligan and came forward to ask, but the kid took action to beat us."
Wang Jiangfeng pretended not to know each other and glanced at Yang Geyong, and shouted sternly: "Who are you? Why are you wandering around in our school? Do you know that this is the girls' dormitory area? If you don't explain it carefully, we will send you to the police station!"
Yang Geyong looked at him without saying a word. He was too lazy to pay attention to this guy who looked pretty.
Seeing Yang Geyong ignore him, Wang Jiangfeng waved his hand: "Catch him up and send him to the police station."
"Who are you? Why are you arresting people? What are these people doing?" Zhao Ling'er spoke up and scolded her. She was angry just now that this guy touched her, and now she doesn't ask about it and wants to arrest people directly.
"I am the president of the Student Union and have the responsibility to maintain school order. People with unknown identities must ask clearly when they come to girls' dormitories and hit people."
At this time, some people in the onlookers supported Wang Jiangfeng. After all, this location was too sensitive, and Yang Geyong was wandering here by himself. It was really doubtful that he had the purpose.
"You fart! Is he sent me here? Don't you know yet? Are you blind or Alzheimer's disease? When registering, who did not see the luggage he carried for me? What is your purpose of deliberately framed me like this?" Zhao Ling'er said harshly.
Everyone was in an uproar. The Tajik girl saw Yang Geyong just now. Naturally, she got to know her. When she heard Zhao Linger say this, she became angry. "Is there a student union president like you?"
Wang Jiangfeng's face turned red and white. He was angry just now and called Sun Yong to bring people to deal with Yang Geyong. In fact, he had to teach him a lesson and let him retreat. Then he had the chance to chase Zhao Ling'er, but he didn't expect that he could fight so much that the five people were knocked down in an instant. He was also in a difficult situation at this time.
At this time, Yang Geyong pointed to the people on the ground and asked him: "Are these people all students? Why don't you ask them what they are doing here? Is it suspicious to come here alone? Are they a group of people here unsuspected?"
Wang Jiangfeng was stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered. He said with confidence: "They are all from the Eighth Division of Shihezi, so it's normal for him to come here? And this Sun Yong is a student here. And you are a foreigner and dressed so badly, so I naturally doubt you."
At this time, a voice came from the crowd: "Young comrade's words are wrong. This school belongs to our Corps. Why do you think you are superior? Just because you live in Shihezi?"
The person who spoke was an old man in his fifties, who was washed with a white hair in his military uniform. His face was rough like a tree bark, which was obviously the standard equipment of the old military reclamation.
At this time, Yang Geyong walked to a guy whose head was burnt into a chicken coop. The guy was still lying on the ground pretending to be humming. Yang Geyong directly raised his foot and stepped on the guy's head-on bone, and asked indifferently: "Why are you hitting me? I'm sure we don't know each other at all."
The guy rolled his eyes disdainfully. Just as he was about to say something, Yang Geyong tried hard to get his feet, and the guy sweated coldly. It hurts so much.
He was about to curse, but Yang Geyong stared at him with a cold look, as if a wolf that was about to devour people at any time. The guy shivered all over: "It's Sun Yong, Sun Yong asked us to beat you!"
Chapter completed!