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69. Chapter 69 This is my oath(1/2)

Chapter 69 This is my oath

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When the fire started to burn, I was lying on the ground, and my whole body was going crazy.

His face was covered with blood, and he shouted heartbreakingly: "Fang Che! I must kill you! I must kill you! I must kill you!!!"

There seemed to be fire coming out of his eyes, and he was going crazy.



When the fire started to burn, I went for treatment again.

The teacher at the clinic had a bitter look on his face: "I asked you, can you take care of your own students? Is it enough for our martial arts school to have to treat them like this every day? Although my skills can be treated, they cannot be so depleted.

"

The four teachers were speechless.

Li Changkong and others were called to the first-grade Academic Affairs Office. The director looked troubled: "What are you teaching? I got a beating yesterday, a spanking today, will I get another spanking tomorrow?"

Li Changkong chatted.

Duan Zhongliu coughed and said, somewhat lacking in confidence, "Actually, Fang Che can't be blamed for this..."

The director was furious: "What do you mean, this is Huo Chulan's fault?"

"You can't blame the fire for starting." Duan Zhongliu said.

"Then it's my fucking fault?!" the director was about to explode.

"Director, calm down!" Duan Zhongliu said hurriedly.

"I'll give you a rest, uncle!"

The director immediately exploded: "Go back and teach that boy in your class a lesson!"

The four of them walked away in confusion.



"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Fang Che was beaten wildly by four teachers.

The screams were heard by the entire first grade.

It's so miserable.

All students were silent.



Go back that night.

Fang Che followed suit and once again got into the dark room holding the gun.

In the end, the night was uneventful.

But this is actually a normal phenomenon. Even if the fire starts to take action, the only ones who can take action at this stage are the Fire family.

And the Fire family's actions cannot possibly reach here so quickly.

Fang Che couldn't bear this grievance.

And he was really worried that if the fire started and he endured the humiliation... If he really didn't send someone to assassinate him and take revenge, what would happen?

Fang Che didn't worry about his reputation being ruined at all - what kind of reputation do I, a demon who is dedicated to teaching, want?

But he was worried that Huo Chuanlan's reputation would get better: if he swallowed his anger after being insulted in such a way, he would definitely gain some sympathy, and this sympathy might be turned into resources for Huo Chuanglan.

And if Huo Churan is a demon sect brat, wouldn't it be too... a waste to obtain those resources?

So the next day, after lunch.

Fang Che came to Class 11 again.

He was wrapped in bandages and gauze.

It looked very miserable.

He rushed in angrily.

"The fire is just beginning. If you can't beat me, why don't you tell the teacher? Let the teacher beat me? You really have a lot of moral integrity!"

"What kind of hero are you?"

"Are you still a man?"

Fang Che rushed forward with madness and anger, caught Huo Churan and beat him up again, this time even more excessively.

His right leg was broken.

Then he left in grief and anger, muttering curses in his mouth, as if his anger was still lingering.

"If you can't beat someone, you're called a tutor. Bah, you're a villain!"

Behind him, there was the roar of anger and hatred: "Fang Che! You don't have to die well! I swear! You don't have to die well!! Ahhhh..."

After being humiliated in this way repeatedly, the fire started to explode.

His eyes were full of madness, and he no longer cared about the consequences.

Fang Che walked back, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

Wei Zihao was actually not in the class.

Where is this bastard hiding?

There was actually one less fight today!

loss!

I will definitely get beaten again.



really.

afternoon.

Li Changkong caught Fang Che and beat him again.

After the fight, Bing Shangxue had a heart-to-heart talk with Fang Che: "Fang Che, can I ask, how did this fire start to offend you? If it was just a little grudge from the competition, it shouldn't be so unforgiving, right?

?”

"Can you tell me what the reason is?"

Bing Shangxue and the other four instructors were really confused.

What is the deep hatred between Fang Che and Huo Churan? As for doing things so absolutely?

"It's not just the grievances during the competition, there is a sworn relationship between me and Huo Churan!"

What Fang Che said was true.

But it was obvious that the four instructors did not understand at all and continued to ask: "Why are we no longer living together?"

"At that time, I swore to God that I would hit him every time I saw him. Even if I couldn't see him, I would create an opportunity to see him. Oaths are such things. Once they are made, they cannot be broken."

Fang Che said: "I am fulfilling my oath!"

"..."

Li Changkong's eyes widened as he waited.

What the hell are you telling me?

Have you ever fulfilled your oath like this?

"Tell the truth!" Li Changkong became stern: "It must be more than just this reason."

Everyone has come from this age, how can we not know this?

Normal conflicts are definitely not like this.

There must be another reason.

Of course there was another reason, but Fang Che couldn't tell the real reason.

So Fang Che thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "That bastard, I don't like him. Every time I think of this name, I feel uncomfortable. If I don't beat him every day, I will feel sick all over!"

"..."

The four instructors looked at each other, and they all saw anger rising in each other's eyes. They never expected to ask such a strange answer.

It seems that this guy doesn't want to tell the truth anymore.

"Bang bang bang...I'll make you feel so strong!"

So Fang Che was beaten again.

"If I don't beat you every day, I'll feel bad all over!"

Li Changkong said so.

Fang Che's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, with a sad look on his face.
To be continued...
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