The voice sounded familiar to Lu Xiaozhan. When he looked up, he found that it was the curly-haired young man on the Internet again. He crossed his arms and crossed his legs and sneered at him. Behind him were dozens of people, all dressed in Taekwondo uniforms.
They were all lined up in a fan shape and stared at him with straight eyebrows.
Before any of them could say anything, a majestic voice suddenly came from beside them: "What are you doing? Gathering people to fight?" An old man walked out from the school gate, with a head of white hair and a pair of glasses, and walked up to Lu Xiaozhan.
He stared at the group of taekwondo youths.
Lu Xiaozhan chuckled and said to the old man: "Uncle..." The old man glared at him.
He quickly changed his words: "Uncle..." The old man glared again.
"Brother..." Lu Xiaozhan changed his words again helplessly, "Why do you come to join in the fun at such an old age? Be careful of them accidentally getting hurt."
The curly-haired young man suddenly smiled at the old man: "Principal Su, we didn't fight, we just talked to him. Do you have to take care of this?"
Lu Xiaozhan was dumbfounded for a moment, looked at the old man and said, "School... principal?"
Principal Su glanced at him angrily: "You don't want to call me big brother anymore?" He turned to the curly-haired young man and shouted, "Zhou Qing, take your Taekwondo club people and disperse quickly. What's going on here in broad daylight?"
What if? I’m not afraid of attracting the police.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a police car drove up from the intersection next to it. It squeaked and stopped next to the crowd. Several police officers got out of the car. The leader walked over and shouted: "Someone called the police and said there was a fight here?" This person
The police officer had a dark and majestic face. It was Zhao Kui from this branch. As he spoke, he stood in front of the crowd, but suddenly caught a glimpse of Lu Xiaozhan, and he couldn't help but be startled.
Zhou Qing, a young man with curly hair, greeted him, handed him a cigarette and said with a smile, "Officer, you are mistaken. We are preparing to have a dinner here, and no one is fighting."
Zhao Kui couldn't help but have a headache when he saw Lu Xiaozhan. Thinking of what happened to Wang Yan last time, he wanted to find a chance to retaliate but had no choice. Seeing that the group of people in Taekwondo uniforms in front of him clearly had evil intentions, he just pretended not to see them.
, waved his hands casually and said: "Then you go eat. Since no one is fighting, we will leave." After saying hello, the other policemen turned around and returned to the police car and walked away.
The old principal fully expected that the arrival of the police would be effective, but he did not expect that the police officer would be coaxed to turn away by Zhou Qing with a simple word. He was so angry that he cursed: "Bah! Is this considered a police officer?" and then said to Zhou Qing.
Qing said, "Zhou Qing! If you don't disperse with your people, I will give each of you a big demerit!"
Zhou Qing said with an innocent look: "Principal Su, why do you conclude that we are here to fight? Isn't there no one to do anything?"
Lu Xiaozhan was not surprised at all by Zhao Kui's behavior. When he saw him turning around and leaving, he was playing into his own hands. Seeing Zhou Qing's messy attitude towards Principal Su, he quickly pulled him over and persuaded him: "Hey, brother... uh, I'm sorry, principal."
, I have already said there will be no fighting, so you can rest assured."
Just as Principal Su was about to speak, Zhang Xixi, who knew Lu Xiaoqian's skills, ran up to him, took his arm and walked to the side. As he walked, he persuaded with a smile: "Principal, please don't worry about this matter. Let that kid handle it alone."
." The old man shouted anxiously: "Hey, don't hold me back, I told you not to fight!"
Seeing that the old man was being pulled away, Lu Xiaozhan smiled and twitched his fingers at Zhou Qing: "I'm too lazy to count how many of you there are. Come on together. I'm still waiting to eat."
Zhou Qing pinched his knuckles and sneered: "This is the school gate. I don't believe you have the guts to call the gangsters here." Regardless of the fact that the principal was watching not far away, with a wave of his hand, a group of Taekwondo club members screamed.
He jumped up.
Lu Xiaozhan shook his head and sighed: "If you want to eat, you have to warm up first. I can't survive this day..." He kicked his feet and walked towards the group of people.
At first, a Taekwondo club member raised his leg and kicked him straight towards the door facing Lu Xiaozhan, shouting loudly: "Hey!" Lu Xiaozhan turned his head to let go of the kick, and stretched out his hand to grab the man's belt like lightning.
Following the force of his flying kick, he lifted his body in a half-circle in the air and threw it away - with a burst of dust flying, the man was thrown firmly to the ground and could not get up for a long time.
And that majestic cry suddenly sounded in mid-air: "Ah hi... ah ah ah yo!"
Before anyone else could react, Lu Xiaozhan had already pounced into the group of Taekwondo members like a tiger that had been hungry for several days. He grabbed his belt one by one and threw it with his arms. With his seemingly light movements
, those dozens of people were thrown into the same area like broken sacks one by one, and piled up like a pile of Arhats into a big "pile of people." After they were thrown, those members who had not suffered any disaster saw that the situation was wrong and wanted to turn around.
He ran away, but Lu Xiaozhan quickly caught him and threw him. Before long, all the members except Zhou Qing were thrown into a pile.
It was noon, and there were many students coming in and out of the school gate. Almost everyone passing by stopped to watch the excitement, and gathered together in twos and threes to discuss. Many people were still secretly thinking about the fight when they first discovered it.
I prayed for Lu Xiaozhan, but I didn't expect that the result was completely the opposite. The people who should pray were actually the group of Taekwondo club members who looked majestic and fierce.
As the first person was thrown out, the crowd was in an uproar. Some people exclaimed: "Holy crap! Judo is so strong?"
Immediately after others were thrown to the same place, the reaction of the crowd became more and more intense, and the comments started one after another.
“Can’t dozens of people in Taekwondo beat one person in Judo?”
"It seems like he hasn't been punched or kicked before. This guy is so awesome!"
"Brother Judo is mighty!"
"Judo brother, I love you!"
Principal Su was completely stunned at this time. Zhang Xixi bared her two front teeth and said with a smile: "Principal, is this not a fight?"
The old man came back to his senses and said with a smile: "This...at most, it can be regarded as him hitting someone, but it really doesn't count as a fight."
Zhou Qing did not expect such a result at all. In his opinion, Lu Xiaozhan just happened to know a gangster boss. But how did he know that this gangster boss and even all his subordinates could only describe Lu Xiaozhan's skills in awe. He watched helplessly.
As the dozens of Taekwondo masters he called were being tossed around by Lu Xiaozhan, Zhou Qing's legs gradually began to weaken, and he knew in his heart that he would be unlucky again this time.
When the last member who was not spared flew out far away, Lu Xiaozhan clapped his hands and walked up to Zhou Qing with a smile: "Let's find a place to settle the bill?"