That year, when I was in my second year of high school, there was a peach tree in the school, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom.
There was a guy who led some people to cause trouble for a group of friends from Class 26. All nine of them were beaten to fractures and sent to the hospital.
From that day on, everyone in school knew Lao Wang from Class 26.
The only people who don’t know about Lao Wang are those who are in the first year of high school.
"Brother, please take a close-up high-definition picture, please hurry."
A group of people on the forum started shouting.
Damn, this is such a big deal. It’s a pity that the boss on the podium doesn’t allow anyone to leave.
"Don't worry, I'll be there right away."
A few guys quickly ran over with a group of people from Class 26.
Qi Lin looked at Wang Rui and smiled coldly, then moved his arms slightly, and his strong muscles were instantly revealed.
"Do you want to fight with me? Haha, okay, I haven't done anything for a long time, and I also want to know if the teachers in No. 1 Middle School are all scumbags." Qi Lin said coldly, and the coldness in his eyes immediately spread.
Come on.
Wang Rui's knuckles made sounds like fried beans, with a playful smile on his face: "Want to fight against the five scum..."
At this moment, all the people from Class 26 gathered around and stood densely by the window, pointing at Qi Lin and yelling: "What the hell, do you still want to cause trouble?"
The sound was like thunder, spreading to the entire senior high school.
The teachers and students in the classroom downstairs all raised their heads, staring at the ceiling as if they wanted to forget about passing through the floors.
Both Qi Lin and Wu Ji's expressions changed at this time.
Damn it, these students didn't take their medicine in the morning, damn, it's none of their business.
The students in the No. 2 Middle School all had their noses twisted with anger.
Making trouble?
Damn it, Zhang Fan was obviously the one who caused the trouble, okay? Why did they turn it into their mouth and directly caused the trouble? He also scolded the second middle school dog, damn, I can't bear it.
"Damn it, you middle-school dog. If you come in, I won't kill you until I kill you." A short-haired middle school boy held a stool, glared angrily, pointed at a group of people outside the classroom and cursed angrily.
"Fuck, you dare to cause trouble in our territory. That kid, come out. You don't believe in the king until I die." Yang Xu roared.
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and looked at the muscular Yang Xu outside, and almost burst into laughter. Who are you, a guy named Yang, trying to scare by saying this?
Qi Lin was so angry that he clenched his fist and punched the table.
"Bang!"
The violent collision made everyone suddenly startled.
A group of people looked at the deformed tabletop and couldn't help but gasp.
You know, the tables here are all made of metal.
Qi Lin looked at his masterpiece with great satisfaction. At this time, he looked at the shocked expressions of a group of people, and his nostrils almost turned to the sky.
Zhang Fan sneered, took a deep breath, and slammed his palms on the table.
A more violent sound suddenly sounded, attracting everyone's attention.
"BOOM!"
The metal table top dented directly, the four table legs suddenly collapsed, and the entire table fell to the ground like an octopus.
"Grass!"
Even Wang Rui was shocked by Zhang Fan's move.
Damn it, how much palm power is needed to make this table look like this?
Both inside and outside the classroom, the kids from No. 2 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School all had their eyes wide open.
If Qi Lin's punch just now was shocking, then Zhang Fan's punch now can scare people to the point of pissing. Is this still a human?
Yang Xu, who had been beaten by Zhang Fan, shrank his neck and felt a cold feeling on his back. At this moment, he was extremely glad that Zhang Fan did not beat him with such force, otherwise, he would still be lying in the hospital now.
Zhang Fan also looked surprised. This palm force seemed to be stronger than yesterday. Is it because of the exercise this morning?
Immediately, Zhang Fan directly opened his properties panel.
Host: Zhang Fan.
Strength:12
Intelligence:7
Spirit:11
Constitution: 11
Agility:11
Seeing the sudden increase in strength attribute, Zhang Fan was really confused.
Wucao, when did you get this little bit of power? It seems like you didn’t notice it?
Obviously when I was at the top of the mountain, I only had a little more energy and strength. Could it be that on the way home carrying Ye Yanran on my back, I had a little more?
It seems that there is no prompt from the system!
Zhang Fan was surprised. Immediately, his eyes flickered, and he said at night that he would do another ten-kilometer cross-country with a load of 20Kg. Hehe, if you keep at it, your attributes should be able to soar.
Putting aside his other thoughts, Zhang Fan glanced at Qi Lin coldly and said softly: "Don't slap the table whenever you disagree, or it will make others think the same. Keep a low profile."
As soon as Zhang Fan's words came out, everyone in the first middle school or the second middle school cursed in their hearts.
Your uncle, are you keeping a low profile? Are you really keeping a low profile?
Breaking the metal table with one palm, damn it, it looks like you are causing trouble.
Qi Lin suddenly woke up, and his heart was shocked.
He used all his strength to punch just now, but this metal table is not like a wooden table that can be broken with one punch. His fist is still aching. Damn it, how can this guy destroy the table with one palm?
Beat it like this.
At this moment, Qi Lin only had one thought in his mind, Numb, that table must be fake, it must be!
Qi Lin walked towards Zhang Fan, then squatted down and inspected the table. He saw traces of rust on the legs of the table, raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "Haha, it's just a broken table."
After listening to Qi Lin's words, the others' expressions became clear.
It turns out to be bad.
Zhang Fan smiled and said nothing, then patted another brand-new table and said coldly: "This table is good, right?"
Qi Lin looked at it carefully and nodded: "I still don't believe you can break this table. Haha, there is something I can't do. You..."
Qi Lin didn't say anything, Zhang Fan raised his hand and slammed it on the table.
"BOOM!"
The sound of an explosion sounded again, and the whole ground shook.
"Crack!"
On the edge of the tabletop, the metal plate cracked directly, as if it had been torn in half with bare hands, and the brand-new traces were glowing with cold light. The table legs, as always, tilted directly to both sides, and the entire tabletop directly hit the ground heavily.
Qi Lin was dumbfounded. He looked at the deformed table and his whole face twitched.
Damn, he has checked this table and there is nothing wrong with it.
How did this kid do it?
"Click, click..."
Outside, a group of people took photos with their cell phones.
"Zhang Fan smashed a metal table, what a fool!"
The guy who was responsible for the entire live broadcast started tremblingly and posted a post on the forum with pictures and texts.
Suddenly, there was a scream.
Oh my God, this is a metal table. Is this guy Zhang Fan even a human being?