Zhang Yujie regretted not listening to Zhou Ming and considering the matter in the long run!
If he was the only one here, even if he might get injured, it shouldn't be a problem to escape from this place quickly.
But now, the life and death of Lin Yufeng and others are uncertain, and the brothers of the Qingyi Sect are under attack again. Although they haven't encountered it yet, it will be a matter of time!
These people, these people, are all implicated for no reason because of themselves!!
He has no ability to protect them, but he lets them follow him.[
Qingyimen, will he die just after he is born?
Zhang Yujie exerted his body's functions to the limit, jumped around in the crowd, and instantly knocked down four or five people.
Brother Long, who was not far away, looked at Zhang Yujie, and for some reason, he suddenly became very interested in him.
——How many years has it been since I saw such a good fighting boy?
None of the idiots sitting in the classroom could be his opponent. Even he had to exert all his strength to gain a slight advantage!
When the elite gangsters on both sides of the corridor were about to flank the members of the Qingyi Sect and feast on them, Zhang Yujie suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared: "Brother Long, tell me how you can let go."
One horse faster than my brother!"
A smile suddenly appeared on Brother Long's lips, and he raised his palms in the air. The nearly one hundred bad boys in the corridor suddenly stopped moving together.
The members of the Qingyi Sect gathered together with pale faces and shivering. This scene will probably remain in their nightmares for a long time.
Zhang Yujie was panting, holding the collar of a gangster who had fainted in his hand. With a slight release, the gangster collapsed to the side.
And beside him, there were already more than a dozen gangsters lying in disorder. There is no doubt that this is the highest and fastest record in his history!
Zhang Yujie turned his face sideways and swung his sharp gaze towards Brother Long like a flying knife.
Brother Long smiled at him and was about to say something. At this moment, the sounds of footsteps sounded again between the floors.
Brother Long frowned and stared at the corner of the stairs without blinking. He seemed to have guessed who was coming.
Between the corners of the stairs, more than twenty people stepped onto the corridor of the first year of high school.