Zhao Nanqi was carrying a thin black boy and was rushing to the treatment room.

He was named by Ye Tianchan and never dared to show off his name again. He hurriedly carried the person and left.

Along the way, he even had an idea whether to kill this thin black boy who was already seriously injured, so that he would not have to go to the compassionate system.

But Zhao Nanqi didn't dare to do so. After all, killing a classmate is a serious crime. Now he was finally driven to the mercy department. If he kills his classmate, he may be going to the police station.

"Give him some secret injuries?"

"This is OK..."

"Have it!"

"It would be bad if the other hands and feet are found out, but if I feed him twenty broken Yang Dans, even if they are found out, I can say it is for his own good."

"Twenty pieces of the Yang Poison Pills won't kill anyone, but he won't get up for at least half a year, so he won't think of any more entry in the future."

Zhao Nanqi thought of it and did it. He took out a small porcelain bottle and poured out twenty pieces of Yang Breaking Pills, all of which were stuffed into his mouth by the thin black boy.

In order to prevent the other party from not eating, he also found a small tree on campus, broke a tree fork, and stabbed it into the black and thin boy for a long time.

After taking these twenty pills of Breaking Yang Dan, the black and thin boy suddenly became hot all over. Zhao Nanqi deliberately delayed for a while before he sent the person to the treatment room of Tianchan Temple University.

He threw the black and thin boy into the treatment chamber, showed a happy smile, waved his hand, and left.

Zhao Nanqi believes that this classmate may soon go to the Department of Compassion.

As for himself, he decided to adjust his mentality from today and be a human being with his tail between his legs.

There is no way, there are too many powerful people in the Vajra system.

Ma Qiangang honestly finished a class and followed the other students and prepared to leave the classroom, but was stopped by a fat, round-faced boy.

The boy smiled and said, "You're doing it very well. I like your personality very much. Make friends!"

Ma Qiangang stretched out his hand, shook with the other party, and smiled and said, "I actually love peace very much."

The fat boy with a round face said with a smile: "On the first day of going to the martial arts exchange class for international college students, I picked Zhu Xia through it and asked Yang Jinguang to kneel down and sing. If such a person loves peace, I will become a dove of peace."

Ma Qiangang heard the other party’s words interesting and couldn’t help asking: “Do you know Yang Jinguang?”

The fat boy smiled and said, "Do you know why his nickname is Yuwen Chengdu?"

Ma Qiangang shook his head, and the fat boy said proudly: "Because he was beaten by me when he was a child! I came to make friends with you because we all had sex with Yang Jinguang."

Ma Qiangang couldn't help but smile and said, "Are you Li Yuanba?"

The fat boy shook his head and smiled, "I don't like the nickname of Li Yuanba. When I was a child, I liked others to call me - Xiao Bawang!"

A lot of hello appeared on Ma Qiangang's head and said to himself: "Although the little bully is full of fun, it is obviously better than Li Yuanba?"

"What kind of aesthetic is this guy!"

The fat boy smiled and said, "You must complain about me in your stomach, but I won't bother with you. I'm also from the Yang family! My name is Yang Xuanqian."

Ma Qiangang had never heard of the name Yang Xuanqian, so he could only say one sentence: "Looking for a long time!"

Yang Xuanqian smiled and said, "I'm so sorry for a long time!"

"Forget it, are you hungry? Let's go eat something together?"

Ma Qiangang said in surprise: "What time is it? There are still two or three hours before lunch!"

Yang Xuangan said with a frown: "There is no way. I have practiced my family's martial arts and I often feel hungry!"

Although Ma Qiangang was not willing, he was still pulled to the cafeteria by Yang Xuangan. Yang Xuangan kept chatting along the way and was very talkative. Without Ma Qiangang asking too much, he talked a lot about himself and Yang Jinguang.

Like Lan Cangyan, he is a branch of the Yang family, so he is not very popular with the Yang family's original sect. Although he has shown his martial arts talent since childhood, he has never obtained many resources.

Even the older generation of the family, in order to suppress him and ask Yang Xuan not to surpass Yang Jinguang, specially chose a family-born martial arts masterpiece with great side effects for him.

This martial art is called "Swallowing the Sun".

The name is very domineering, the martial arts are even more domineering, and it is also a supernatural martial art, and it is a top fire-type supernatural martial arts.

But the negative defect is also extremely large, which is that the true qi and physical energy consumed are dozens of times larger than other martial arts, so food must be replenished frequently.

In Yang Xuangan's words, "I am ten thousand full, and I can play twelve percent of my martial arts skills. Eating 80 percent of my fullness can play 100% of my strength."

"But if you eat seven points full, you can only play five or six points. If you eat five points full, you will be a fat cat, and you will only be worthy of a dead hammer!"

When Ma Qiangang heard this, he laughed. He thought this martial arts were so interesting.

As for the big disadvantages...

Damn it, it’s not his little horse to practice, but others to practice, but the shortcomings are bigger, aren’t it more cute?

When Yang Xuan was a child, he beat Yang Jinguang a lot. He practiced the Sun-Swallowing Dao and made great progress. Yang Jinguang's three-point electric finger was not a quick martial art, and he needed to lay a solid foundation. In addition, his martial arts talent was really inferior to him.

Every time I was beaten up, so I later got the nickname of Yuwen Chengdu.

This nickname does not mean that he is invincible, but that he is often beaten up.

Later, people from the Yang family's original sect thought that this was not a big deal, so they sent Yang Xuangan and his family to the heaven. If it weren't for the college entrance examination this year, Yang Xuangan was admitted to Tianchan Temple University, he would still be in the heaven.

Ma Qiangang didn't expect that this fat man who looked cheerful, loved to make friends, and had a bit of cuteness, had such an experience.

His loving comfort, this new good friend said, "You don't have to care too much about the heroes' background. A bad family background does not mean anything. You will become..."

Ma Qiangang was about to continue talking, Yang Xuangan patted Xiao Ma'er's shoulder and said earnestly: "Student Ma Qiangang, you are afraid you have misunderstood something."

"My father is a major general in the heavenly realm. When I grow up, I will inherit his troops and power, as well as the territory in the heavenly realm."

"Although I am a side branch in the Yang family, I am also a top young master!"

"Don't pity me if you are a son of an agent."

Ma Qiangang was stunned for a long time before he realized that this was really a matter of fact. He said harshly: "Poor rich people! You don't understand at all, how happy it is to be an ordinary person."

Yang Xuan smiled dryly and said, "I'm not a rich man!"

"We are a noble family, and it is an insult to describe it simply as having money. Our Yang family is not a merchant family, they are rich people."

Ma Qiangang suddenly had a strong desire to study, and he wanted to know how powerful the Yang family's Sun-Swallowing Method was.
Chapter completed!