Part One Chapter 86: Revenge for the Little Brother
To be honest, when I saw the scars on Murong Qiu's face, I was really angry and walked towards the second grade group angrily.
But……
What if Han Luoyin and the others came out to disrupt the situation, and Xiang Luo Xinran hit me with a stick but he stopped him, then where would I put my face? Give Han Luoyin a good beating too? I can't beat him.
Once the boss like me is beaten by Han Luoyin, there will only be one outcome, that is, I will never be able to raise my head to see others.
Forget it! Forget it! Why are you thinking so much? I can’t hold my head up after swallowing this breath, and I can’t hold my head up even if I get beaten. It’s so damn hard to organize, but I don’t regret having started an organization!
I took a deep breath and kicked open the door of Grade 2 Class A with a bang.
The originally noisy classroom instantly became awe-inspiring as I entered.
Crossing her arms in front of her chest, Murong Qiu whispered in my ear: "It's the boy in the first row by the window who takes the lead."
The boy was tall and strong, almost the same as the third-grade eldest boy in our old school.
But it doesn't matter. What matters in fighting is not size, but flexibility. With a body as fat as his, the flexibility must not be very good, right?
There was a stalemate for a few seconds. I didn't look anywhere else at all, but kept looking directly at the boy.
There was a flash of light in my eyes, and I walked to the lecture table in just 2 seconds and raised the empty chair with both hands. Before the boy could react, I had already smashed the chair in my hand towards him.
There was a "pop" sound, the glass against the wall shattered instantly, and the chair hit his head squarely.
Blood stains spread along the top of his head.
Throughout the classroom, the girls let out a scream, and all the girls near the boy stood up in panic.
The boy's eyes were as wide as light bulbs. He pushed the chair out, touched the blood on his forehead, and looked at me as if his eyes were about to pop out: "You bitch, do you want to die?"
Smiling slightly, I ignored him at all, but turned to look at all the students in their class: "Who else hit Xiaoqiu yesterday? Come forward!" My threatening voice echoed throughout the classroom.
, people can lose, but their momentum must not be lost, just like Han Luoyin's momentum, I guess I will never be able to match him in my life!
Damn, I'm quite handsome now, but if I stand up all of a sudden and twenty dozen of them get beaten up, I'll be the one who gets beaten. If I fight all the way, I'll be the winner if I beat three in one fight!
Unintentionally, his eyes glanced at Han Luoyin and Yun Junche in the corner.
Yun Junche's expression has always been evil, and it is still the same now.
But……
Han Luoyin's expression turned cold and gloomy.
"Hey! We beat him, so what?" The appearance of this voice pulled my eyes away from Han Luoyin. Seven boys stood up from their positions and gradually approached me.
No wonder Murong Qiu couldn't beat them. There were eight of them in total. I couldn't beat them either.
I didn't flinch at all, and I was ready to fight. At this moment, Han Luoyin suddenly stood up...