In fact, Shan Ling didn't know that Zhang Chuanshu came to school for revenge. Zhang Chuanshu said that he just wanted to go back to school to see his classmates. If Shan Ling knew Zhang Chuanshu's true purpose, she would definitely not bring him here.
As soon as Zhang Chuanshu entered the class, the whole class fell silent. Seeing Zhang Chuanshu back was like seeing his own god and his own faith.
"Brother Shu..."
"Brother Shu! Brother Shu!"
"The boss is back!"
"Fuck, we're saved!"
…
After a moment of silence, the students began to talk happily and stood up to say hello to Zhang Chuanshu. Although Zhang Chuanshu had basically forgotten everyone in the class, he still pretended to miss everyone very much and greeted everyone in the class.
People nod in salute
"Brother Shu, is your injury healed? Has your memory recovered?" Nylon squeezed out of the crowd and ran to Zhang Chuanshu and said
Zhang Chuanshu looked at the person speaking in front of him. He knew this boy. When he woke up in the ward, this boy was present, and Zhang Chuanshu still remembered that his name was Nylon.
Although the wound on Zhang Chuanshu's head has not completely healed, and his memory is still in the recovery stage, in the past two weeks, he has hardly thought about any problems and has not recalled any problems. The only two things he did were to keep telling himself,
He must take revenge, and practice martial arts diligently. He knows that only when he is strong, others will not bully him, and he can protect more people.
Nilong looked at this piece of Chuanshu with a firm look, and felt depressed in his heart. He thought that Zhang Chuanshu's memory had almost recovered, so he said again: "Brother Shu, look at the state of our class now. There is no good desk, chair or bench anymore. Re-appointed teacher
I don’t even dare to enter the class now.”
"Why? Zhang Chuanshu asked
"Because almost every day, people from other classes come to destroy our place. Our class used to have more than fifty boys, but now there are less than thirty, and our three affiliated classes have all been taken over by others.
"Nylon explained
"Who did it all? What was their purpose for doing this?" Zhang Chuanshu gritted his teeth with hatred. Although he had forgotten everything in the past, he still believed that as long as it is his own thing, it cannot be destroyed by others!
"They think that our class has no boss, so they all want to eat the fat of our class, so they always come to the class to make trouble, but we would rather die than surrender. Many brothers have been injured and went home. Some
Even the timid ones don’t dare to come, and we are the only ones left, because we know that Brother Shu, you will definitely come back!”
After hearing what Nylon said, Zhang Chuanshu smiled, then took out a chopper from behind and said: "Nylon, I'll tell you the truth, my memory has not recovered yet, but I know that you are all my loyal
Followers, you have been bullied, and I, Zhang Chuanshu, cannot ignore it. Now go and take me to the person who beat me up. I want revenge!"
When Nylon heard that Zhang Chuanshu's memory had not been restored, his kung fu had certainly not been restored, so even if he went now, he would be considered dead. When Shan Ling saw that Zhang Chuanshu was about to fight again, he immediately ran forward, stopped Zhang Chuanshu and said, "You
You can't go! Your injury hasn't healed yet. If you get beaten again, you'll be completely screwed!"
Zhang Chuanshu looked at Shan Ling. From the bottom of his heart, he felt that this little girl was quite kind. However, Zhang Chuanshu was a boy, so of course he could not agree with the opinions of a girl. Zhang Chuanshu reached out and patted Shan Ling's head gently, and then looked at it again.
The same nylon, said: "What are you still doing? Lead me!"
"But Brother Shu, your injury..."
"Stop talking nonsense. If I ask you to lead the way, just lead the way. It's just me today. No one else needs to participate. Anyone who wants to go can cheer me up. Those who don't want to go can stay in the class, but don't stop any of you."
I!"
"But Brother Shu, can you really do it? That guy is quite powerful! I'm afraid of you..."
"I'm not afraid of myself, so why are you afraid of me? I sue you, man, you can fall, but you can't give in! Even if you die in the next step, you can't give up the right to live in this step! Never admit defeat.
!”
Nylon looked at Zhang Chuanshu firmly, and then said: "Okay! Brother Shu, come with me!"
After saying that, Nylon took the lead and walked out, followed closely by Zhang Chuanshu with a piece of chopper. The rest of the class also rushed out, although behind Zhang Chuanshu he ran towards the class that was in trouble.
Although Zhang Chuanshu has lost his memory, his skills are still there. The so-called skills are his kung fu and Burmese. These are deep-rooted things. Even if the time is blurred, the skills will not be blurred.
Arriving in front of the door of Class C, Grade 3, Zhang Chuanshu asked everyone to step back, then put the machete on the belt on his back and pushed the classroom door open.
As soon as the door was pushed open, everyone in the class looked at Zhang Chuanshu. Zhang Chuanshu also looked at the people in the class because he didn't know who the bad guy was, but he knew that the bad guy would take the initiative to reveal his identity.
"Oh, isn't this Zhang Chuanshu? You're not dead yet!" Sure enough, Bulazia stood up from his seat and walked towards Zhang Chuanshu.
Zhang Chuanshu didn't speak, and Nylon behind him whispered: "Brother Shu, this is a piece of dirt."
"How dare you come here, you are not afraid that my knee will smash you into a fool again! Haha..." Bulazhai said while patting Zhang Chuanshu's face with his hand. The boys behind him also laughed together.
Zhang Chuanshu was also laughing, but sneered. After the sneer, there was a hint of murderous intent in the corners of his eyes! Zhang Chuanshu suddenly pulled out the machete from behind and chopped off the bald bald at the hand that was slapping his face. His reaction was really fast.
Yes, as soon as I saw the machete coming, I immediately put my hand back and the machete was in vain.
"You're such a shady kid, and you're damn prepared. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have lost both hands! Looks like I really have to teach you a lesson!" As soon as the brazen words were finished, the boys behind him started talking.
He was about to pounce on him, but Bulazhi immediately stopped him and said, "You don't have to do anything, I'll challenge him to a duel! Last time, this kid was knocked to the ground within ten moves by me, and he still dared to come. He's really looking for death!"
"I'll challenge you to a duel! The place here is too small, go to the school playground!" After saying that, Zhang Chuanshu threw the machete on the ground, then walked towards the playground on his belly, and Bulazhi followed immediately.
There was a lot of commotion between the two sides, and the news of the duel between these two people was soon known to everyone in the school. Almost two-thirds of the students gathered in the back playground to watch the battle between Bulazhi and Zhang Chuanshu. Moreover, the prince was also there.
In the crowd, of course, there was also Kunpeng, the sophomore transfer freshman who had defeated Buladi...