The Xue family is really rich, and Xue Pan pretends to use money to overwhelm all his classmates and become the boss of the clan.
This guy didn't regard money as money. On the first day he came to the clan school, he threw a big feast and invited all the classmates of the clan school to eat and drink in a nearby restaurant.
The rich man is the uncle!
Several ethnic studies classmates immediately gathered around Xue Pan. They were not really convinced by Fool Xue, but they wanted to get money from Fool Xue.
The rest of the students were ready to take action, and the discipline in the ethnic studies classroom that had been barely maintained was showing signs of collapse.
Naturally, Jia Cong would not just watch!
He still has to come to the clan to learn some tricks, and his subordinates also have to show off in the clan, otherwise skipping classes and not attending clan studies at all are two different things.
The classroom discipline that was finally maintained cannot be allowed to be destroyed by Xue Pan.
Then……
Before the teacher's lecture that day, the ethnic studies classroom was in a commotion.
Mr. Jia Dairu hasn't come yet, and Jia Rui, who is responsible for supervising morning reading, is nestled in the corner and has no intention of maintaining the discipline of morning reading.
Xue Pan clicked over as usual and immediately became the focus of the entire classroom.
Just when this guy was about to start bragging mode again and promote his 'great achievements' and the wealth of the Xue family in Jinling, Jia Yun left her classmates and walked over with a smile.
Not knowing what he said, he led Xue Pan to a corner outside the clan school building where most of the students in the building could see him.
What happened next shocked all the students in the clan school.
Jia Cong, who was tall and strong for his age, walked up to Xue Pan surrounded by a group of younger brothers.
"Brother Cong, what can you do?"
Xue Pan asked carelessly, not knowing whether it was due to a lack of brains or whether he felt that Jia Cong, who was a head and a half shorter than him, was not a threat.
After all, after spending a few days in the clan school, I naturally knew that Jia Cong, the concubine of the eldest son of the Rongguo Mansion, was the leader of the clan academy.
Of course, Xue Pan wouldn't take it to heart. He could solve it with just money.
In addition, Xue Pan was also affected by the rumors from the second house of Rongguo Mansion, so Xue Pan naturally did not take the concubine of the eldest son in his eyes.
However, all the classmates in the Xuexue teaching building noticed that the atmosphere was not good, but they all held their breath and did not dare to speak.
This is a battle between the old and new overlords of the clan school. They don't dare to participate at all, even Jia Rui, who has the title of supervisor.
"Xue Da, brother, let's discuss something!"
Jia Cong smiled and spoke, waving back without looking back.
Xue Pan looked curiously and happened to see Jia Cong's two and a half-year-old boys, their faces flushed from holding back, and each of them brought a very common stone lock for exercise.
Judging from the strenuous postures of the two young men, the stone locks in their hands were probably heavy.
I was confused, wondering what kind of medicine Jia Cong was selling in his gourd.
But the next moment, something happened that almost made his eyes pop.
Jia Cong, who seemed to be only over eight years old and a full head and a half shorter than the young man who was about to reach adulthood, easily lifted the two stone locks with one hand.
"These two stone locks weigh twenty kilograms each!"
With a stone lock in each hand, Jia Cong could still speak in a relaxed tone, and suddenly he picked up the windmill with both hands. The large stone locks drew one big circle after another in the air with the sound of whistling wind.
Not to mention, Jia Cong was holding the stone lock in both hands while swinging the windmill, and at the same time he could still walk steadily towards the stunned Xue Pan.
"Brother Cong, what are you doing?"
Feeling the strong wind brought by the whistling stone locks, which made his cheeks hurt, Xue Pan suddenly felt boundless fear in his heart, his big round face shook wildly, his face turned pale and he hurriedly backed away.
"nothing!"
Jia Cong held the stone lock with both hands and continued to swing the windmill. His tone was still calm and he said: "Seeing that Brother Xue wants to be the boss in the clan, I, the former boss, am not convinced, so I want to compete with Brother Xue!"
Xue Pan's face turned green when he heard this. He never expected to encounter such a thing.
He carefully glanced at the two stone locks that flew up in Jia Cong's hand, making a roaring sound. He was afraid that they would accidentally touch each other, but he was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.
If I had known that Jia Cong was so fierce, I wouldn't have dared to fool around in the Jia clan even if I were to kill him.
"No, no, no, brother Cong must have misunderstood!"
Xue Pan backed away and explained in a panic: "I never thought about being the boss in the clan. Brother Cong, you are still the boss. I, I, and I are willing to be the younger brothers!"
When he said this, he felt quite ridiculous.
Thinking about King Xue, when had he ever been threatened like this?
pity……
Feeling the howling wind blowing from the stone lock in Jia Cong's hand, the frustration and unhappiness in his heart were all replaced by terror.
He never expected that eight-year-old Jia Cong would be so fierce and domineering.
A good man never suffers immediate losses...
He was holding some ulterior thoughts in his heart, when suddenly the black shadows of the two stone chains in front of him quickly enlarged, and amidst his panicked screams, two muffled bangs were heard, creating two shallow craters in front of his feet.
Xue Pan's face turned pale and his head was covered with cold sweat. He was so frightened that he squatted on the ground and looked at the two stone locks smashed into the ground in front of his feet. He was so panicked that he didn't even dare to take a breath.
This time, he was really frightened and even felt the breath of death.
That is to say, there is no string in the brain, otherwise I might have peed my pants at this moment.
"Brother Xue, is what you just said true or false?"
Jia Cong was very satisfied with his previous masterpiece. He walked to Xue Pan and squatted down. He smiled and said, "That's if you are willing to be my younger brother!"
"It's really, really, absolutely true!"
Xue Pan was like a frightened little rabbit, crawling away from Jia Cong. In his eyes, Jia Cong's rather heroic face was almost like a demon, and he didn't even have the courage to take another look.
"Since you are the younger brother, you must be honest and obedient!"
Jia Cong was not polite, pointed at the two stone locks on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "I won't bother you, I will lift each of these two stone locks twenty times!"
As he spoke, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he looked at Xue Pan with a very stern look.
this……
If possible, what Xue Pan wanted to do most now was to escape from the dangerous place of Jia Clan Academy. He turned around and glanced in the direction of the door, but was depressed to find that the door had been closed at some point, and the younger brother beside Jia Cong was still blocking it.
"Well, you're unwilling?"
Jia Cong's eyes turned cold and he asked in a bad tone: "Do you want me to help? It would be a good idea to just throw it at you!"
"No, no, no, I lift, I lift, isn't it enough if I lift?"
Xue Pan's face turned even paler, and he hurriedly got up from the ground. He struggled to lift a stone lock, his face turned red before he managed to lift it high.
It’s so heavy!
Roaring in his heart, Jia Cong stared at him. He did not dare to stop. He bit his cheek and struggled to lift the stone lock weighing twenty kilograms, one time and another...