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Chapter 330 Fun!(1/2)

In fact, Qin Jun didn't want to be slut with these little kids.

The oldest one, who just pushed Qin Wuyao, was about eleven years old and was still a primary school student.

If it weren't for hurting Qin Wuyao, he wouldn't even bother to take a look.

Nowadays, many students are lawless and do not consider the consequences when doing anything.

If Qin Jun was not present this time, Qin Wuyao's injuries would be cured, with modern medical methods, scars would inevitably be left.

Who should settle this account?

Looking for parents?

If children are ignorant, we can’t do anything about it.

In fact, it's just spoiling.

If something goes wrong, you won’t look for your own reasons, but just go to the blame.

Just like in today's schools, teachers dare not punish students at all.

The reason is also very simple. If there is any problem, your job may not be saved.

If you don’t do it, you will definitely not be wrong. If that’s the case, why not gang up on salary and pay? What should you do so much?

Besides, many students nowadays are of the type of living ancestors, which teacher dares to take care of them?

It is precisely because of this that there are so many lawless naughty children.

"Don't you want to play?"

"Come on, I'll play with you."

Qin Jun carried the willow branches and walked step by step forward.

The snow creaked and made a crisp sound. Seeing his expression, these naughty children knew that things were getting big and were about to run away in a hurry.

But how could Qin Jun let them run away?

With a sudden wave of his left hand, the terrifying suction force directly sucked them all over.

"Kneel down for me!"

In the past, the Qin Dynasty was extremely strict in politics and laws, and it was emphasized that rewards and punishments were clearly distinguished.

If you do something wrong, no matter who it is, you will be punished.

age?

You can do anything wrong if you are not young!

Bang!

These naughty kids fell to the ground one after another, and their faces were even more terrified.

Is this a ghost?

"Why did you push her just now?" Qin Jun looked down at the boy who took the lead.

He was trembling and kept begging for mercy, "I...I was wrong! Big brother, I know I was wrong."

In fact, sometimes it is useless to say that you know you are wrong verbally.

Because they will make a mistake again.

If you don't teach them some lessons, they will never repent!

Bang!

The branches condensed spiritual energy and directly sucked it down.

Just a moment, the little kid rolled on the snow.

"My God, it hurts me so much!"

"It hurts so much!"

Qin Jun did not go to the vital point, but instead picked up the back and pulled it away.

After a while, the skill used was also used, which would cause him extremely painful, but he would never have too much injury.

"It hurts so much!"

...

At the end of the fight, the children next to them were so scared that they peeed their pants.

On weekdays, they are lawless in the village. They are always the only ones who bully others. Who dares to beat them?

"Say, why push her?"

"I...I..."

The little brat lay on the snow, his voice trembling. At this moment, he only felt that his whole body was about to fall apart.

"Funny..."

Just because it's fun!

Playfulness is the nature of a child.

I don’t like to play without children, but I’m playing with other people’s pain to make fun of myself. Is it a way to play?

Qin Jun looked at him calmly and said indifferently: "Do you know, why did I hit you?"

"have no idea……"

"Funny."

The calm voice was filled with chill.

Swish!

With the crackling sound, the whip was beaten down by a whip, which made them cry and mom.

In the end, even the branches were broken.

Qin Wuyao hurriedly grabbed Qin Jun, "Brother, stop beating!"

He stopped, looked at them, raised his hand, "Get out!"

The little kids endured the pain and ran away in a hurry.

Qin Wuyao then breathed a sigh of relief. According to Qin Jun’s fighting style just now, wouldn’t he beat all these people to death?

"Your kindness will sooner or later cause you a great loss."

Qin Jun's bright eyes stared at Qin Wuyao and spoke seriously.

Some people say that the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, and good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil.

Some people also say that people are bullied by good people, and horses are ridden by good people.

In Qin Jun's eyes, kindness is not wrong. What is wrong is that many people will use other people's kindness to achieve their own goals.

Kindness also requires people to be distinguished. Some people deserve kindness, while others are not worthy of it.

Qin Wuyao knew what Qin Jun meant, but she didn't make any excuses, just lowered her head.

Everyone has their own personality, and it is almost impossible to change Qin Wuyao in a short time.

Qin Jun knew it, so he didn't say anything more.

"Forget it!" Qin Jun waved his hand and looked into the distance. He realized something was wrong and immediately spoke slowly, "You go back first."

"go back?"

"Well, I have something to do."

Qin Wuyao had no choice but to nod and whisper: "Brother, you have to come back quickly, otherwise I don't know how to deal with my parents."

"good."

After she left, the sky and earth opened. After seeing that there was no one around, she suddenly jumped up and rushed into the mountains.

As the saying goes, a mountain is not high, but an immortal is famous.

The water is not deep, but the dragon will be spiritual.

There are no strange phenomena in Xinghua Village, but there are some strange things in these mountains.

What a weird thing?

In the snow, thick fog is everywhere.

But it has quite a lot of spiritual power, which is contained in it.

Sure, there must be some treasure here that is so!

Moreover, you can see some rays of rays from time to time, which is a good sign for the birth of the treasure!

Maybe there is some treasure here?

The reason why Qin Jun came back this time was for this purpose.
To be continued...
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