The school grass is slightly sweet

Chapter 156 Students of Mianfeng, come here

Boom—boom——

The sound of punching to the flesh, wailing and crying.

At noon, on the vast playground, the hot sun hits like a fire. In the air, there is the smell of silver osmanthus mixed with the hormones released in the male sweat. Beating, swearing, crying, and wailing all pour into the ears , blockage, disturbance, dizziness.

The moon slowly turned over her weak body, the strong sunlight in the sky forced her to keep her eyes open, and her brows were wrinkled into balls.

There is a gentle and elegant silhouette, which unexpectedly broke into the subtle and blurred eyes, and sweat beads gently slid down from his forehead, reflecting the brilliance of the scorching sun, shining brightly, flowing from his cruel eyelids to his tall nasal bone , the tightly pursed lips, and finally reached the sharp chin, and slapped it down.

Every punch the boy dropped was heavy enough to make the punk lying on the ground howl and kneel.

He came after all.

The girl closed her eyes slightly, and only a second later, she got up from the ground. Now she needs to go to the security office to call for someone.

But... probably not anymore.

Not far away, dozens of members of the student union ran to the playground and swarmed up. The six or seven gangsters who were just trying to be brave, had already been beaten to death, curled up on the ground with their heads in their arms, and scurried around.

Holding the horn, Xiaofang stood on tiptoe and looked at the moving heads on the playground from a distance, and finally turned off the switch with slight reassurance.

In the end, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and dialed the boss's number.

"Say! Who sent you here!"

"Speak, don't talk! Talk, don't talk!"

Cang Song and Wang Dali picked up one of the gangsters who were more prone to beatings, punched his nose bloody, and asked with a fierce frown.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me, I said... I said it all, it was Miss Xu who spent a lot of money, saying that she wanted to teach a girl who offended her, and we didn't know that we were flooded by the Dragon King Temple... Lord, please forgive us, please forgive us."

"Forgive us..."

Liu Yaran angrily let go of the gangster in his hand, turned to the moon and asked softly, "Sister-in-law, are you okay?"

"……what?"

The moon seemed to be startled by his address, and she was stunned for a full second before shaking her head.

sister in law?

Xue Kai was the only one who called her sister-in-law. Could it be that these boys...are also from Class Two?

"It turned out to be that idiot. Let's see if the squad leader doesn't kill her this time, what about him? Why didn't you see him?"

Cang Song threw away the gangster and looked towards the aisle, Xu Zirong had already fled towards the teaching building like a stray dog.

"President, the president can't fight anymore, it will be broken if you hit someone again."

After subduing a few gangsters who were trying to escape, the members of the third-year student union desperately dragged the bloody gangster out of the hands of the crazy boy. Zhao Lu watched the cruel scene and the blood on his hands. Pieces of blood, the heart was trembling, little by little took out a veil and carefully wrapped it on the boy's hand.

Jiang Yu finally raised his head, his eyes full of blood were still heavy and fierce for a moment, and the fine sweat from between his brows condensed into large beads of sweat that fell from the end of his brows, hitting the wet skin Above the thick black eyelashes, the bright eyes were obviously looking at the moon.

Unfortunately, the moon just turned its face away.

"Students of Mianfeng, come here!"

At this time, an exceptionally loud and familiar middle-aged voice came, which instantly attracted all the students on the playground to turn their eyes away.

The reason why the sound source has attracted so much attention...is entirely because this voice has always appeared in the microphone on the morning exercise rostrum and the loudspeaker between classes——the unique voice of the principal.

(End of this chapter)