Urban Zombie King

Chapter 9

"This class reunion, Teacher Liu should be called together." Fu Le continued.

"I'm afraid Teacher Liu is not in the mood to come." The girl's unnatural expression had disappeared, and she looked at Su Yu and said, "Ms. Liu is the head teacher of our class and also Su Yu's mother. It's a pity that this person was trained by her." The top student in the school has now become..."

As she said that, the girl covered her mouth and laughed, and said, "Su Yu, I didn't mean to laugh at you."

The group of junior high school students around him also laughed in a low voice, their eyes lingering on him with a bit of disdain.

"Then what do you mean?" Su Yu looked at the girl with calm eyes and asked lightly.

At the beginning, Su Yu's mother, Liu Bing, was the head teacher of their class, and Su Yu was the No.1 in their class.So Liu Bing often used it as an example to educate the students in the class.

This is probably also hated by these students, after all, I was once a hurdle for them to pass.

Now that Su Yu's grades have plummeted, these former classmates feel that they can finally feel proud.

Seeing Su Yu's gaze, the smile on the girl's face slowly froze and became awkward.

"Su Yu, why are you so narrow-minded?" Fu Yue said, "You Xiaoqin was just joking with you. We are actually very happy to see you like this. I still remember that Teacher Liu went to borrow money from other teachers. I've never seen Teacher Liu act like a beggar before..."

Snapped!
Su Yu's eyes suddenly turned cold, he raised his hand, and slapped it unceremoniously.This palm was firmly slapped on Fu Le's face, and the crisp voice made Fu Le swallowed back what he hadn't finished speaking.

Fu Le was directly slapped and fell to the ground, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and a red five-finger slap mark was clearly printed on his face.

"Su Yu, how dare you hit me?" Fu Le suddenly became angry and shouted loudly.

"Fu Yue, I was just joking with you, why are you so narrow-minded, barking like a mad dog in this kind of place." Su Yu's expression, gaze and even tone were still as calm as before, as if he had just started It's not like him.

"Oh, so you are angry." With You Xiaoqin's support, Fu Yue stood up.The slap just now was very powerful, and it still hurts hot now: "Yes, I just see you unhappy, I just want to say that your mother is like a beggar when she borrows money from other teachers at school!"

boom!
Su Yu kicked Fu Le on the stomach, and Fu Le fell heavily on the slippery ground.

Facing the ground, blood flowed from Fu Le's nose, forming blood-red flowers on the ground.

"Su Yu, why are you beating someone? Fu Le is just joking with you..." A classmate who has a good relationship with Fu Le said reproachfully.

"Hit someone? Did I hit someone?" Su Yu shrugged, looked at the classmate with a smile, and said, "I was joking with him too? Or am I joking with you too?"

"No, no, no..." The classmate hastily refused.

"Look, why are you so narrow-minded, you dare not even make a joke." Su Yu said with a smile.

The student's face turned red immediately, and the others looked at Su Yu in surprise. Only then did they realize that Su Yu had changed and his personality was different from before.

"What's going on?" A middle-aged man in a suit came over, with a hotel lobby manager's work card hanging on his chest, and there were several security guards behind him.

"Uncle, this bastard hit me!" Fu Lexi got up from the ground, with a lot of blood on his face.

You Xiaoqin took the toilet paper and frantically blocked Fu Le's bleeding nostrils.

"Why are you..." The lobby manager frowned when he saw Fu Le's appearance, and looked at Su Yu: "Catch me and send him to the police station! You are so brave, you actually came to us to make trouble at the Sands Hotel."

With a few simple words, Su Yu was accused of causing trouble at the Jinsha Hotel.

"Uncle? I'm really envious of someone supporting you." Su Yu said, "It's amazing to avenge a public revenge."

"What kind of public revenge?" The lobby manager glared at Su Yu: "Fu Le is a guest of our hotel, and you are here to beat up a guest of our hotel, aren't you making trouble?"

"He is a guest, so I am not a guest?" Su Yu asked.

"Su Yu, stop pretending here. I don't know how many catties you have at home? You're a poor man, still spending money at the Sands Hotel?" Fu Le was still smug with toilet paper stuffed in his nostrils, maybe it was because of him Backed by the uncle who is the manager of the hotel lobby, there are several security guards holding electric batons next to him: "The box I invited the students to eat just now is the most common box in the Jinsha Hotel, and it only cost 4000 yuan. How much do you still owe others?" Money? I don’t know if I can pay off my debts in this life and still come here to spend?”

As he said that, Fu Le became more and more complacent: "Do you know why You Xiaoqin left you? It's because you are poor. What's so great about studying well? Don't you have to keep paying off your debts in the future?"

You Xiaoqin also had a mocking smile on her face, looking at Su Yu.

"Catch it for me and send it to the police station!" The lobby manager waved his hand and said.

Those security guards walked towards Su Yu.

"Is the lobby manager of a small Sands Hotel so arrogant?" Song Qing came out and looked at the lobby manager coldly.

"Who are you?" The lobby manager looked at Song Qing, who had an extraordinary bearing, and asked.

"Young Master Su, I'll deal with it next." Song Qing felt that he had finally found a place to use his skills. Now Su Yu was a celebrity by Yan Tianxiong's side. At such a young age, Yan Tianxiong gave Su Yu a black boxing ring.When the age matures, the future is limitless.

Ever since he drove to the Jinsha Hotel with Su Yu, Song Qing had been thinking about how to behave in front of Su Yu and make himself Su Yu's confidant, and now he finally found a chance.

"Young Master Su?" Hearing Song Qing address Su Yu, Fu Le said incredulously, "Where is he, Young Master Su? You were deceived by him, right?"

"Are you qualified to speak here?" Song Qing glanced at Fu Yue and asked.

"You..." Fu Le was impatient.

"Boss Fang?" Song Qing took out her mobile phone, dialed a number, and put it to her ear.

"Boss Song, why call me when you have time?" A voice rang from the phone.

Hearing the voice from the mobile phone, the lobby manager who had just been supporting his nephew was struck by lightning. The voice in the mobile phone was very familiar to him, it was the voice of the owner of the Sands Hotel.

(End of this chapter)