"What? I'll pay you?" Mrs. Qi shouted loudly: "Director Wu, discipline your school's garbage students well and see what they look like. It's lawless!"

Song Baojun smiled and said, "Don't think that you can be arrogant at school with a few small amounts of money..."

Before he finished speaking, a strong impact suddenly came from his back. With the crackling sound, Song Baojun was numb all over, his limbs suddenly lost strength, and he collapsed to the ground.

Behind him, the security guard held an electric baton and sneered.

The security guard was holding a police electric baton, which could generate more than 40,000 volts of strong electric shock, causing a strong sense of electric shock, numbness throughout the body, weakness all over, and instantly losing the ability to move.

Seeing that Song Baojun was aggressive, the security guard was about to teach him a lesson so that he could show his effective means in front of Mrs. Qi.

Song Baojun's soul was reshaped by the thirty-two personalities, but this powerful and unintentional power could not change his body, and it was as weak as ever for several months.

If he was hit or kicked, or stabbed, he would not frown in such a mere pain. But it was an electric shock, and the current of up to 40,000 volts instantly passed through his limbs and bones, including his brain, and suddenly he was snot, tears and saliva flowed out uncontrollably.

The security guard laughed and said, "I have seen many students like you. I always have to learn lessons before I can convince myself."

Director Wu waved his hand: "Cut him up first."

Ling Anqi stood up and shouted anxiously: "Sir!"

"Hey, sit down!" Director Wu shouted hurriedly.

Others may not understand how powerful Ling Anqi is. Director Wu had "interrogated" the giant girl in the morning and fully learned about the incident.

When he heard that the shy and honest Ling Anqi was crippled by one person with three punches and two kicks, Director Wu was a little overwhelmed.

But when he saw the tragic situation of Bird Brother and others with his own eyes, he couldn't help but believe it.

At this time, when he saw Ling Anqi getting up, even though the other party was wearing handcuffs, Director Wu did not dare to make any mistakes at all. He immediately entered a "high alert state" and said coldly: "Hey, are you and Song Baojun planning to be expelled from the school?"

Ling Anqi, whose anger gradually accumulated, was stunned when she heard this and hurriedly said, "Ah, no!"

"Isn't you excited? Did you hear it when you sat down?" Director Wu shouted in a stern voice: "For your bad behavior of maliciously attacking and beating a classmate, I am qualified to fire you, and whether or not you are qualified to fire you. Including this Song Baojun, it depends on your attitude!"

"But……"

"Nothing is true! I order you to be aware of your mistakes! Don't be self-righteous!"

Ling Anqi looked worried, forced by his words, and felt that she had implicated Mr. Song, so she had to sit back slowly.

Director Wu has been the deputy minister of the Security Department for several years and is particularly good at dealing with so-called problematic students. Some are extremely vicious, some are thieves, some regard fighting as a common occurrence, some are molesting the opposite sex, and some are contradicting the teacher in class.

Director Wu basically caught up with the psychology of these students and quickly took Ling Anqi's bottom line. This girl's family is not well off and she is afraid of being expelled from the school, which will make her parents unhappy.

As long as Director Wu was fired, Ling Anqi immediately became as cowardly as a dog.

The security guard handcuffed his hands and feet, and Song Baojun woke up slowly, and his saliva wet his chest.

Mrs. Qi said condescendingly: "You are the mastermind, right? Guess what I will deal with you?"

Song Baojun slowly recovered his energy and said with a forced smile: "What? Do you want to kneel down and lick me? I'm sorry, I can't bear it, I feel a little disgusting."

Mrs. Qi was furious and shouted, "You still dare to be stubborn? My son's hand is broken. I want your hands to be ruined!"

"The state has national laws, and the school has school rules. It's not good for you to threaten an innocent student like this." Song Baojun was handcuffed and had to support his elbows and get up in a mess.

Not halfway through, the security guard kicked him in the chest and shouted loudly: "Don't move, boy!"

Song Baojun fell back to the ground, and his chest felt a faint pain. At this moment, he calmed down and said, "Okay, I won't move. What's your name?"

"Oh, you still dare to ask for my name? Do you want to take revenge in the future?" The security guard sneered and said word by word: "Remember, my name is Wang Miao. You can come anytime, I'll wait."

Mrs. Qi sat on the sofa, and the yellow-haired young man hurriedly made way out and looked for a small stool beside him.

"I'm going to put my words here, I want his hands! You can do whatever else you want." Mrs. Qi raised her legs and crossed her legs.

Song Baojun smiled and said, "Is there really no king's law in school?"

Director Wu said coldly: "In this office, I am Wang Fa. What can I do to interrupt your hand?"

Early this morning, Boss Qi and his wife went to the hospital to visit their son. Mrs. Qi wrote a check of 100,000 yuan to accompanying Director Wu on the spot, claiming that the relationship between the school had been opened, and the condition was to kill Ling Anqi and Song Baojun. At present, breaking both hands is just a pretender.

Director Wu of course knew that the higher the return, the greater the risk, but he dared not not take the money because Mrs. Qi had a cousin who was a small leader in the Education Bureau.

The Security Department said in the school that it is not very good either. This department has no academic nature and is naturally not valued. The people who do things in it are nothing more than those with simple minds and well-developed limbs. They do dirty and tiring work, and they can't make the professors unhappy.

Director Wu has no background, he has been working hard for more than ten years since he was a security guard. In other words, it is easy for others to change his position as director.

Those physics professors and chemistry tutors who are knowledgeable are often difficult to replace, but if you are a security guard, someone will take over every minute.

Can Director Wu not hold Mrs. Qi's thigh? His position was set almost at the beginning.

As he said, he reached out to pick up a heavy and hard glass ashtray, and slapped it on Song Baojun's head amid Ling Anqi's screams.

With a bang, the glass ashtray was not broken, but Song Baojun's head was broken and blood flowed out of his forehead.

"You are like a dog. How dare you take action against Mr. Qi? I will make you live worse than death today!"

Director Wu winked at the two security guards, and the security guard named Wang Miao took out a steel pipe from the corner of the wall.

Song Baojun tried the handcuffs, but the handcuffs were very dead, and there was basically no hope of breaking free with bare hands alone. However, the violent personality had a deep understanding of the functions and functions of various joints of the body. He just needed to match his hands and force his wrist to dislocate and he could easily get out of the handcuffs.

Dislocation can cause severe pain to the human body, and it is impossible for ordinary people to dislocate it just by saying it is dislocated, which is extremely difficult. Otherwise, what's the use of handcuffs?

Once the handcuffs were removed, Song Baojun could turn the aggressive Wang Miao into a lifelong disability in just three seconds.

When the first attack came, Song Baojun rolled on the ground, and the steel pipe flew straight past his side, smashing hard on the floor, knocking out cracks from the hard floor tiles. .

During this dangerous process, Song Baojun twisted off his right hand joint, sweating profusely, and successfully took out a handcuff.

He supported his right knee and didn't have time to put the joint back in place. He still had handcuffs in his left hand, and he was preparing to launch a counterattack on Wang Miao as a whip.

At this moment, Ling Anqi, who was on the desk behind, roared like a bolt from the blue, and the anger value finally filled.

"Mr. Song! None of you is allowed to touch Song Baojun!"

The giant girl's eyes were red, gritted her teeth, and her expression was sad, angry, determined, and tenacious, just like Sister Jiang in "Eternal Life in Fire", her strong and strong shoulders were shaking, her slender jade neck veins burst out, and even her hair was trembling.

Director Wu shouted: "Hurry up, put her on an electric baton!"

Another security guard didn't take Ling Anqi seriously, and picked up the electric baton and smiled at him. The girl was still handcuffed, so why are she nervous?

"I won't read this book anymore!"

Ling Anqi raised her elbows slightly, and her arms were pressing outwards. A powerful force burst out from it. The handcuffs and steel chains on her wrist could not support this strength, and were broken by her bare hands on the spot.

With a slight "ding", everyone was stunned. The tendon in their minds could not be turned around, as if they saw the characters in the Marvel movie appear in front of them.

Ling Anqi was furious and didn't care about other people's thoughts? He raised his foot and stepped on the desk, and his huge body jumped high, hit the chandelier on the ceiling, drew a beautiful arc, and smashed the ground in the middle of the office like a meteorite, and landed beside Wang Miao.

"Well……"

Wang Miao was shocked and had only time to issue a syllable for his throat. Ling Anqi's left elbow collided violently with the bridge of his nose.

Wang Miao felt like a smashed watermelon, his nose bridge was shattered inch, and his body flew backwards and hit the office door.

Its strength was so great that the thick door screws followed. Wang Miao rushed out of the door, and his back hit the corridor guardrail before stopping. Several ribs on his back broke, and then fell softly to the ground and lost consciousness.

The scene was too tragic and horrifying. Mrs. Qi screamed in a scream on the spot, her voice was sharp and harsh, almost shattering the glass in the office.

Director Wu jumped back with a chic back, hurriedly got into the desk, blocking his head with a folder, and never came out again.

Another security guard almost stabbed the electric baton in his face.

There was also a yellow-haired young man who couldn't sit still. At first glance, he seemed to be very calm. When he looked carefully, his crotch was wet, and he turned out to be scared to pee.

Ling Anqi hurriedly helped Song Baojun up, and his previous anger turned into a look of concern and asked, "Mr. Song, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Song Baojun braved his cold sweat, pinched his right hand with his left hand and installed the dislocated joints, but his wrist inevitably swelled up compared to his extremely powerful brain, and his body was still pitifully fragile.
Chapter completed!