The best ambiguous master

It's too cold at the heights, when these five words were spoken, the people around were stunned there, obviously they didn't understand what Zhao Xiaohan meant by these words, of course, they also didn't understand what happened Also involved was Mr. Gao, the third son of Yan University.

"What do you mean?" Mr. Gao looked at Zhao Xiaohan blankly.

"Boss, I know." As soon as Mr. Gao's voice fell, a younger brother rushed to express his opinion.

"Say." Mr. Gao glanced at the younger brother with satisfaction. Although he is uneducated, his younger brother is still very educated.

"Your surname is Gao, and his name is Xiaohan. You can't stand the cold at a high place, which means you are not as good as him!" Seeing the boss's satisfied eyes, the younger brother suddenly felt warm all over his body, as if the light of Buddha was shining all over him. He seemed to have seen his future. Will fly to the top, become the general manager, win Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life.

"Oh." Mr. Gao nodded his head, then picked up the steel pipe in his hand with a snap and threw it on the younger brother's back: "Get out, damn it, do you think I don't know what it means?"

Seeing that his boss turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, the younger brother could only turn his head away with a face of grievance, and walked out of the classroom disheveledly. After the younger brother left, Mr. Gao's face obviously became a little ugly, and he jumped, Jumped off the table, raised the steel pipe in his hand, and shouted at Zhao Xiaohan: "Boy, you are looking for death by yourself, don't blame me, what kind of shit is too cold, don't drag me with foreign words , Sir, I have no culture, so I will bully people."

"Oh." Zhao Xiaohan nodded his head and said softly: "So the third son of Yan University is the third son of the hooligan."

"It's good to know." When he heard the third rogue son, Mr. Gao curled his lips proudly. He obviously recognized the title of the third rogue master. Zhao Xiaohan was noncommittal about Mr. Gao's expression. It's easy to solve.

"Xiaohan, do you still want to reason with the hooligans?" Zhang Liang opened his mouth cautiously, he was afraid that Zhao Xiaohan would have to reason with the other party, this group of people is not suitable for reasoning.

"Don't talk about it." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head and said: "It doesn't make sense to reason with hooligans."

"Then what are you going to do? Fuck them?" As soon as the fight was mentioned, Zhang Liang suddenly gained strength. He wanted to do it a long time ago. If Zhao Xiaohan was not here, he would have picked up his stool and started fighting with them. .

"Cold salad." Zhao Xiaohan lit a cigarette casually, took a puff lightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a faint smile appeared: "To deal with hooligans, we must use the hooligan method, which is to be more hooligan than hooligans." After the words fell, Zhao Xiaohan raised his finger, and threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the air. In the blink of an eye, he took a step, and rushed to the front of Mr. Gao. Before the group of people could react, what happened Suddenly, a slap came towards Mr. Gao's face.

"Crack." With a crisp sound, Mr. Gao's face had a distinctive five-fingerprint.

"Playing hooligan with me, can you write the word hooligan?" The voice fell, and another slap was slapped on Gao Gongzi's face, slaps, slaps, slaps and slaps, and there was no end to Mr. Gao's time to reflect. None, his face has turned into a pig's head.

"Damn, so fucking handsome!" Seeing Zhao Xiaohan's slap after slap, Zhang Liang standing in the corner couldn't help shouting, he admired Zhao Xiaohan's violent appearance, just now, he Zhao Xiaohan's admiration increased a little, damn, to deal with hooligans, you have to use more hooligan methods than hooligans.

"Don't call me Mr. Gao, Mr. Zhu, see how much you look like Zhu Bajie now." After another slap, Zhao Xiaohan finally stopped, and swung his hot and painful right hand, obviously he was the one who hit someone else. Why did he feel that it wasn't Young Master Pig's face that was beaten, but his right hand?

"You're lying, why didn't you say hello in advance?" Zhao Xiaohan stopped, and Mr. Gao could finally take a breath. At this time, his face was unconscious, and he couldn't even feel the pain.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, obviously you hit me, when did I hit you?" Zhao Xiaohan glared at Mr. Gao angrily, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "Look, my hand What kind of face did you get? No matter, you have to accompany me for medical expenses, or I will call the police. "

"I hit you in the face?" Hearing these words, Mr. Gao was stunned.

"Yes." Zhao Xiaohan nodded.

"I don't have much education. Don't bully me for being uneducated. It's obviously you who beat me." As he spoke, Mr. Gao was about to cry. It was obvious that his face had been beaten like a pig's head. How could the other party be ashamed? What about framing him?

"Hey, big brother, don't cry, okay? You are a hooligan, can you look a little hooligan? You cry when you are beaten, can you be more professional?" Seeing that Mr. Gao was about to cry, Zhao Xiaohan seemed a little helpless. , why do hooligans become so amateurish?

"Would you stop beating me if I don't cry?" Mr. Gao touched his face and found that it was already bigger than his stomach. Please, his stomach is the legendary general's belly, okay?

"Hit." After the words fell, Zhao Xiaohan slapped him in the face again.

"Why do you still hit me?" Mr. Gao covered his face with aggrieved expression, tears streaming down his face.

"Do you need a reason for beating you?" Zhao Xiaohan touched his palm, alas, it hurts from beating you.

"Don't you need it?" Gao Gongzi asked back.

Snapped.Another slap came over: "Do you need it?"

"No need." Mr. Gao covered his faces on both sides, crying and shaking his head.

"Slap." Another slap.

"Why did you hit me again?" Mr. Gao really cried, is he still being reasonable?

"I don't know, my hands don't work." Zhao Xiaohan frowned and glanced at his right hand. Could beating people become a habitual action?

"..." Crack, another slap in the face, the slap almost made Mr. Gao fall to the ground.

"I didn't say anything, why did you still hit me?" Mr. Gao's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Why don't you talk?" Zhao Xiaohan stared.

"I'm talking, you just hit me." Mr. Gao said while backing away, the people behind him immediately gave way, they saw that this time, Mr. Gao fell, he met someone who was even more unreasonable than him, More rogue rogues.

"You have to slap even if you don't talk." Pa, another slap, but this time it wasn't Zhao Xiaohan who slapped it, but Zhang Liang who was in the corner rushed over to slap him. He glared at him, saw Zhao Xiaohan staring, Zhang Liang hastily withdrew his hand, and said cautiously: "Did I make a mistake?"

"No." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head and said, "You hit very well, but your strength is not enough, you should hit like this!" After the words fell, Zhao Xiaohan swung his arm and slapped Mr. Gao on the head with a bang. , Mr. Gao who beat him turned several circles on the spot.

"I, I'm talking, don't hit me." Mr. Gao understood, the person in front of him was not a human being, but a fucking hooligan, even more hooligan than him!

"Oh." Zhao Xiaohan smiled, and kicked out with one kick. With this kick, Mr. Gao fell on the desk behind him like a kite with a broken string. With a plop, the desk and people fell to the ground together, then Zhao Xiaohan patted the dust on his hands lightly, and said softly: "Did I tell you that I won't hit you when you speak?"

"..." Mr. Gao cried, crying loudly, and the group of younger brothers behind him were also stunned. It only took less than 3 minutes from the beginning to the end, until now, and they haven't had time to react. They saw that their boss was beaten by Zhao Xiaohan and almost peed his pants. By the time they realized it, his boss was already crying like a little daughter-in-law who was just abandoned by her husband.

"Brothers, come on, our boss is being bullied!" A younger brother suddenly reflected, screaming loudly and rushed towards Zhao Xiaohan, but before he rushed to Zhao Xiaohan , had already been kicked by Zhao Xiaohan and fell to the ground with a kick, and fell hard like a dog gnawing shit.

"Rush fast, die early, do you think you are Dong Cunrui? You dare to rush without holding a dynamite bag." Zhao Xiaohan glared at him angrily, raised his head to look at the group of younger brothers in front of him, and said softly: "Who else wants to rush, let's rush together, hurry up, I have millions of people every minute, and I waste this time with you, can you afford it?"

"Brothers, charge!" Another person yelled out, but no one moved. Everyone present understood that whoever dared to charge at this time felt that he wanted to undergo plastic surgery to become Zhu Bajie. It cannot be imitated.

"No one rushing?" Seeing that no one moved, Zhao Xiaohan frowned, and slowly walked up to Mr. Gao and squatted down. Looking at Mr. Gao who had become Zhu Bajie, Zhao Xiaohan shook his head, He sighed and said, "You said you, a hooligan with such a promising and promising career, why do you act like a beggar? Get up, and don't tell others that you are a hooligan in the future, so as not to throw us hooligans people."

"I was wrong. I will never dare to tell others that I am a hooligan. Brother, you are the hooligan. I am not." Mr. Gao was too frightened by Zhao Xiaohan to speak out. At this time, even Zhao Xiaohan When it was said that it was his father, he had to obediently put on a smiling face and call him father, but he just didn't know whether Zhao Xiaohan would like to have such an unworthy son.

"Crack." As soon as Mr. Gao's voice fell, Zhao Xiaohan slapped him, and said angrily: "How many times have I told you, you are a hooligan, I am not, I am a fucking civilized person, What you like most is to bully honest people, yes, you like to bully honest people like me the most, what I like to do most is to reason with others, to convince others with virtue, to convince others with virtue." "While talking, Zhao Xiaohan Gritting his teeth, he slapped him with another slap: "Damn it, do you understand convincing people with virtue? "