With the addition of Ye Guangshen and others, the situation was quickly brought under control, and the menacing gangsters were knocked to the ground one after another, screaming in pain.
Although these little gangsters are usually very impressive, they are actually pretending to be powerful. When they meet someone who is stronger than them, they can only pretend to be grandsons.
A few minutes later, more than a dozen gangsters were eliminated by Yang Xiaole and his group of wolf-like students, who dealt a severe blow to the power of those gangsters.
You don't have to be a gangster to be great, students can also exude a bastard spirit.
Yang Xiaole was the one who brought down the most people, a total of seven. At this time, he was covered in blood, his face was ashen and ferocious, and he stood like a god of war.
The scarred man looked at everything in front of him as if he had seen a ghost. Damn it, today the boat capsized in the gutter. He was knocked down by a group of students who didn't even have hair. None of the men he brought could stand up.
He fell to the ground crying and howling.
"Boy, you are so ruthless. Brother Scar, I admire you."
The scarred man took a deep breath. If he didn't get back this place today, he wouldn't have to hang out outside anymore. Who would be afraid of him?
Yang Xiaole ignored the scarred man and walked up to Zeng Yin and Chen Yang to check their injuries.
On the ground, Zeng Yin and Chen Yang both fainted, their faces were beaten into pig heads, and their injuries were serious.
He clenched his hands into fists and glanced around. The other students were injured to varying degrees, but they were not serious. This made Yang Xiaole secretly relieved.
After arranging several uninjured classmates to take Zeng Yin and Zeng Yin to the hospital, Yang Xiaole raised his head and looked at Scar Man coldly: "Brother Scar, right?"
"Little brother, I'm sorry, I was entrusted by someone. After today, I will be happy to make you my friend." The scarred man said.
"Kneel down."
"..." The scarred man was startled and knelt down? The other party asked him to kneel down? Did he hear it correctly?
Not only the scarred man, but also the other students around him were stunned on the spot, wondering if they heard it wrong or if Yang Xiaole said it wrong?
"Bang……"
Yang Xiaole told everyone with practical actions that they had heard correctly and he was not wrong either. He casually picked up a chair and threw it at a young gangster on the ground.
Screams sounded loudly, but Yang Xiaole ignored it and still stared at the scarred man coldly, "Kneel down."
The scarred man's face darkened. After all, he was a person, so you asked him to kneel down? And the other person was also a student?
"Little brother, what do you mean?"
The scarred man had an extremely ugly face, and the veins on his forehead made his already unhandsome face even more ugly.
"Can't you understand people? Well, I'll tell you again." After saying that, Yang Xiaole once again picked up a chair next to him and smashed it against a young gangster on the ground.
"Pa..."
The chair fell apart, and you can imagine how strong the force was. "Can you understand now?"
Yang Xiaole's madness not only frightened Scar, but also frightened other classmates, especially Zhuo Dang. He once doubted whether the man in front of him was his brother. Over the past few years in the same dormitory, when did Yang Xiaole become so ruthless?
"You idiot, if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol. I'm really sorry for myself if I don't deal with you today."
Faced with Yang Xiaole's repeated provocations, the scarred man couldn't bear it anymore. He reached out and pulled out a dagger from his waist. The blade exuded waves of sharpness, making people dare not ignore its existence.
The scarred man immediately shocked the students, and some timid female students even started to scream.
Yang Xiaole sneered, stared at Scar closely, and struck at the scarred man with lightning speed, striking first to gain advantage, but to strike later to suffer disaster.
Facing Yang Xiaole's sudden attack, the scarred man dodged to avoid Yang Xiaole's attack, and then quickly stabbed Yang Xiaole with his knife.
After Yang Xiaole's sneak attack failed, he quickly moved away, not daring to confront the scarred man head-on, so he was cautious.
"Mistress, let me help you."
Zhuo Dang was afraid that Yang Xiaole would suffer a loss, so he quickly came to Yang Xiaole and wanted to help Yang Xiaole.
"Boss, I don't need your help in this matter, let me do it myself."
"Mistress."
"Boss, just listen to me and I can resolve this matter."
Yang Xiaole flatly refused Zhuo Dang's help, not because he wanted to be a hero, but because he was angry. At this moment, he wanted to kill someone.
"Fuck, how about two chirping people? We can do it together."
The scarred man became impatient and struck at Yang Xiaole again with the dagger in his hand. The scene in front of him was not suitable to stay for a long time. He only needed to stab the student twice and his scarred brother's face was restored.
Everyone in the classroom had their hearts in their throats, fearing that Yang Xiaole would be injured, after all, the opponent had a knife in his hand.
The scarred man took the dagger and swiped at Yang Xiaole, advancing step by step.
Yang Xiaole, who had no weapon in hand, could only give in. No matter how angry he was, he could not use his body to block the knife.
The scarred man wielded the knife and attacked Yang Xiaole in a chaotic manner, but to no avail. He couldn't help but feel a little angry. Without paying attention, he was knocked down by a chair under his feet. He lost his center of gravity and staggered forward a few steps, almost falling to his death.
Yang Xiaole realized that his opportunity had come, raised his legs, kicked, and attacked the scarred man's right arm. The scarred man felt pain and the dagger in his right hand fell to the ground with a clang.
The scarred man panicked and squatted down to pick up the dagger on the ground. However, how could Yang Xiaole give the scarred man a chance? Before the scarred man could touch the dagger on the ground, Yang Xiaole used his huge fist to
Say hello to the scarred man's face.
"Click."
Almost everyone in the classroom heard this crisp sound, which made people's hair stand on end and frightened.
The scarred man felt a sharp pain on his face, which almost made him faint. Two lines of mucus flowed out. The scarred man knew that his nose was ruined.
The huge force of the impact caused the scarred man's whole body to fall backwards, and he fell onto his back in a very embarrassed state. Just as he was about to get up from the ground, he suddenly saw a chair falling from the sky. The scarred man's first reaction was to protect his head with both hands.
department.
Yang Xiaole acted like a madman. After smashing one, he picked up a chair from the side and raised it, intending to continue smashing the scarred man.
"Stop, Yang Xiaole, what do you want to do?"
At this critical moment, someone came into the classroom. When Chen Yuan came in and saw this messy scene, she was so frightened that she gasped repeatedly.
Yang Xiaole, with red eyes, raised his head to look at Chen Yuan, but did not put down the chair he held in the air. He glanced at Chen Yuan and then stared at the scarred man on the ground, "Who asked you to come?"
The scarred man knew that he had fallen into trouble today, in the hands of an unknown person.
"You idiot, I will definitely kill you after today." You are wrong, but you still have to take advantage of what you said.
Yang Xiaole narrowed his eyes, swung the chair in his hand and threw it at the scarred man in front of everyone, showing no mercy.
After this blow, the scarred man could only gasp for breath and could no longer pull him up. No matter how good his physique was or how muscular he was, he could not compete with a strong chair.
"Yang Xiaole, did you hear what I said? Stop it."
Chen Yuan was furious. Yang Xiaole ignored her words and took action again. What did he take her for? After all, she was still his class teacher.
Chen Yuan had the urge to hit herself unconscious with a brick. Fights broke out one after another in her class, and each time became more exaggerated and serious. Where should she, the class teacher, turn her face?
"I ask again, who asked you to come."
What made everyone sweat was that Yang Xiaole once again picked up a chair next to him, completely ignoring Chen Yuan's words.
"Yang Xiaole, I ordered you to put down your chair, do you hear me?"
Chen Yuan wanted to go up and slap Yang Xiaole a few times. She was so angry. Did she really think he was a gangster?
"Do you still want to graduate?"
Chen Yuan was very afraid that Yang Xiaole would smash people to death, and then even if she was reasonable, she would become unreasonable.
"No one asked me to come, it's just that I don't like you."
The scarred man did not dare to ignore the chair in Yang Xiaole's hand. The move just now almost prevented him from seeing Marx.
"Yang Xiaole, calm down first and don't be impulsive."
Seeing that Yang Xiaole was about to smash the chair again, Chen Yuan was so anxious that she didn't care about the danger. She ran over and reached out to take the chair out of Yang Xiaole's hand.
At the same time, a large number of people flooded in again outside, including school police and police officers. Everyone was frightened by the situation in the classroom.
The students in the classroom breathed a sigh of relief when the police came in, and some girls even began to talk about the situation just now.
So many policemen rushed in. No matter how angry Yang Xiaole was, he had to put down the chair in his hand, but this did not mean that he had to let the scarred man go. He kicked the scarred man with his right leg violently.
The scarred man let out another scream, and the pain caused sweat to break out from his forehead.
"Did Commander Zhong ask you to come?"
Yang Xiaole didn't believe that such a coincidence could happen in the world. As soon as he beat Zhong Shuai into a pig's head, gangsters from outside society immediately came to trouble him. If this matter had nothing to do with Zhong Shuai, Yang Xiaole would still
I really don't believe it.
A trace of panic flashed across the scarred man's face. Unfortunately, Yang Xiaole saw the panic he showed, and knew that he had guessed correctly. These people were indeed related to Zhong Shuai.
"Boy, I, Scar, will remember you and wait." At this critical moment, the scarred man still refused to admit defeat.
The scarred man's words were undoubtedly like a fuse, causing Yang Xiaole, who had just suppressed his anger, to suddenly turn around, pick up a chair and throw it at the scarred man at an extremely fast speed...