Sure enough, as soon as the scar man sat down, his deskmate Li Xiaoran jumped up in shock. They were separated by a small aisle, and Deng Liang's seat was next to the aisle.

Deng Liang was leaning forward and chatting with the front table. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong with the atmosphere around him. When he turned his head, he saw the big hideous scar. His pupils suddenly shrank and his heart was palpitations. He tried to glance at the man's exposed neck. Sure enough, there was a black and blue python tattoo, and Deng Liang's entire scalp was numb.

The man held on the table with one hand and placed on his thigh with the other hand. He looked at Deng Liang with a cold look.

"Brother Dao...Brother Dao?" Deng Liang tried to scream.

Everyone took a breath.

Scar Tiger!

The fearless leader in campus violence in the No. 2 Middle School next door!

For a moment, worship, exploration, envy, and curious eyes came. At this time, most children were still worshiping non-mainstream, not distinguishing between the primary and secondary, and did not understand what it means to pursue and what it means to not do the right job.

Those who are under great pressure, prepare, review and do homework every day under the coercion of their parents, but they are quietly looking forward to an encounter with the underworld. Those who have let themselves go have long been pursuing the so-called bad boys with the opposition of their parents and successfully taking the first step in their dark life.

Just like this, fighting, premature love, pregnancy, abortion, dropping out of school, one after another, will the haze be brought in their lives?

"Why are you here?" Deng Liang was modest and looked down.

Huo Xue glanced at her and raised her eyebrows. This boy was one of the people who criticized her in the music classroom yesterday, named Deng Liang.

At this time, Deng Liang was wearing a modified military jacket, with a camouflage military pants on the lower body, which was the most popular military uniform among young people nowadays. He was wearing a imitation military uniform that should have been calm and calm, but it was a bit more evil. It may be because of Deng Liang's already thin body, or because Deng Liang's facial features are more feminine than girls.

The scar man squinted his eyes, raised his chin, and looked at the boy with a squint, "What are you doing? I ask you, did you kid touch my horse yesterday?"

Ma Zi refers to his girlfriend.

Sponsorship?

Huo Xue has never been interested in these things. He leaned against the wall and turned over a few pages of the book in his hand, and his thoughts returned to the Xinhua Dictionary.

Deng Liang swallowed, and when he heard this, his hands began to tremble, and his arrogance was not at all. In the eyes of Brother Dao, this look was obviously guilty.

"Brother Dao, I, I really don't know she is..."

"Hmph, that's what you're moving." Brother Dao snorted coldly, "Tell me, which hand do you want to keep?"

"Brother Dao! I apologize, spare me...please...I can't become disabled..."

Seeing that Deng Liang, who was usually arrogant, shivered into a ball because he was afraid of being beaten, he shivered with his legs on Brother Dao's pants. Several girls who had been bullied by him before curled their lips, and suddenly felt a sense of pleasure.

"Bang--"

It's the sound of glass breaking.

This scene caused everyone's standing feet to shake, and they subconsciously wanted to retreat.

I saw the bright and transparent glass windows split into pieces, and the tiny, white cracks spread further along the main stems. The cracks spread in irregular shapes like the branches of the treetops. The red and black blood was soaked in the glass cracks, flowing down one by one...

The glass splattered, but no one next to Deng Liang's seat dared to complain. Everyone in the second and eighth grades of junior high school raised their hearts to their throats, quietly spreading, not daring to speak, for fear that they would make a sound that would cause Brother Dao to be unhappy.

This is true for children of this age. While they desire to be strong and gain control in their hearts, they are also afraid of being given a heavy blow by powerful people.

Looking at Deng Liang again, the red blood kept flowing downwards as if it was a scoop on his head.

But he didn't dare to fight back, he knew that he would definitely not be able to beat Scar Tiger.

You can't fight back either!

That will only cause more trouble!

The people of No. 2 Middle School are not easy to mess with. This is a fact that Liu Zhen knows. They like to go out in groups and fight in groups. A single lesson like today is considered a good treatment. A big reason may be attributed to Scar Tiger's lack of wanting to be publicly advertised by his younger brother in order to avoid greater violence.

The girls looked at this scene and glanced at the side with discomfort, sighing in their hearts, but they had no idea who they wanted to stand up for.

It's not worth their success.

If there is discord in the class, there will usually be good-looking Li Lianying to deal with it, but if there are too many such things, the people who hate him will hate him more and more, such as the original Huo Xue; those who identify with him will feel that this is more and more appropriate, such as the squad leader Xu Ying.

Everyone relies heavily on him.

So much so that when Li Lianying was away, everyone could not find their backbone and was in a panic. No one knew what to do in this situation.

But I don't know what to do, but someone still has to deal with it.

Xu Ying was the squad leader, and in a few strokes, she was pushed out by several squad leaders to stop the problem. She secretly scolded the others for being timid and cowardly, and moved up step by step. Her facial expression was stiff, her face was pale, and her legs were trembling.

"Stop... don't hit again!"

Xu Ying's voice as delicate as a mosquito was obviously not attracting the attention of Scar Tiger, who was committing violence. After shouting for a few times but no one responded, her courage gradually increased and she shouted.

"Stop!"

This call finally attracted Scar Tiger's distraction. He was so sank that he said unhappy.

"Get out, I'll fight you together again!"

After saying that, Deng Liang's head was lifted and he smashed it hard on the ground. The mottled blood stained the floor. The "bang bang" sound of the skull colliding with the concrete ground clearly echoed in everyone's eardrums and could not be eliminated.

"Ah!" Deng Liang let out a scream, his eyes began to dissipate, and the focal length could not be frozen.

Xu Ying stood close, the thick smell of blood seemed to be sticking to her nose, and she couldn't get rid of it. Her eyes seemed to feel a visual feast about the theme of violent murder, and her face suddenly became astonished.

If this continues, someone will die sooner or later!

Xu Ying was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She was too close to her now and didn't dare to go out for information. She was afraid that this lunatic would be unhappy and pull her head to the ground! But if nothing happened, Zhang Zuomei and the grade director would definitely be the first to find her!

Now that I’m done, it’s all the blame for those people, why do you have to push her out and persuade her?

Wouldn't it be nice to just go to the principal secretly?

What if something happens in the class, what should I do?

She didn't dare to go up and fight the madman!

Looking at more than 200 kilograms, Zhang Yuguang, who is usually inseparable from Deng Liang and always confronts people together, was calm and cold-eyed on the seat, without any guilt.

At this moment, Xu Ying's aftertaste touched Huo Xue, who was leaning against the wall and reading a book as if nothing was concerned about her...

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
Chapter completed!