This man is a demon

Of course, the main reason is that his focus is on girls.

After all, boys can’t use it to increase their shame points, so there’s no need to waste energy on it.

Now that I remember it, of course I have to take care of it.

There is no reason to watch your students being bullied by bad people.

"Hmph, let's go." When the yellow-headed boy heard that he was a teacher, as a student, even if he was a bad boy, he didn't want to get entangled with the teacher any more.

These bad guys are well aware of Mr. Dongguo's code of conduct.

Usually people pretend not to see it.

If you meet a responsible young teacher, the most he would do is stop it like he is doing now.

"Remember what I told you."

After threatening Dalang, the greasy-haired man stretched out his hand and made a gesture to scratch Beichuan Qiu's neck as he left.

"Hey, who told you to leave?" Beichuan Qiu suddenly spoke.

Huang Mao was stunned when he heard this, turned his head, leaned forward, and his eyes bulged: "Hey, don't think that I won't beat you just because you are a teacher!"

"Student, please calm down." Beichuan Qiu smiled and said, "I just heard you talking about Boss Kira. Can you take me to see him?"

"Ah ha?" Huangmao had a strange expression on his face. He didn't expect to get such an answer.

"Because I am a teacher, even though your Boss Kirara is not my student." Beichuan Qiu said slowly:

"But I hope I can convince your boss to stop bullying students and go back to school to study hard."

"What?!" The yellow-haired man and the man with the head of the gang were full of question marks on their faces. They looked at Beichuan Qiu's expression as if he was looking at an idiot.

"Dalang is my precious student. It will be very difficult for me if I target him." Beichuan Qiu explained patiently with a sincere tone.

"Um, that...teacher." Dalang said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Dalang." Beichuan Qiu looked into his eyes and said, "Teacher, I will convince the students who bully you. I believe they are not bad people by nature."

"No, my name is Taro." Taro said in a low voice.

"Well, okay." Beichuan Qiu's expression remained unchanged. He turned around and continued to say to the yellow-haired man, "Please lead the way."

"Are you an idiot?" The yellow-haired guy looked at the oily-haired guy as if he had heard the funniest joke. "Since you want to die, follow me."

"Thank you, both of you." Beichuan Qiu smiled and followed the two of them.

Led by two bad guys, the group soon arrived at a factory under construction.

Kitagawa Aki motioned for Taro to wait outside.

The three of them walked in and saw a red-haired man sitting on a brick pier. The man was very pretentious and didn't look back.

Huangmao was just about to introduce himself.

Seeing this idiot teacher, he picked up the iron rod from the ground and walked towards their boss with a warm smile on his face.

Chapter 82 Wear a helmet

A king must be able to control everything.

Kirara held a cigarette between his fingers and sat on a stone block with one leg raised. He did not look back, waiting for his subordinates to report to him.

"Bang!" The iron rod hit the skull with a dull sound, echoing in the abandoned construction site.

The sound was harsh.

Kirara, the king of the bad guys, didn't have time to make any sound.

His body fell forward and he lay motionless on the ground, blood flowing out from the back of his head.

The yellow-haired boy and the greasy-haired guy were both stunned, their mouths opened, looking at the teacher in front of them with a warm smile in disbelief.

"It seems that your boss doesn't know that he should wear a helmet when his back is facing others." Beichuan Qiu smiled and did not attack again. He was careful about the strength of his attacks.

After upgrading his dexterity skills, his control over strength reached a whole new level.

"You...what are you doing?!" the little yellow-haired boy roared angrily. The respected boss was shot in the head by this inexplicable teacher.

He didn't even turn his head.

"Of course it is to teach you not to do bad things." Beichuan Qiu adjusted his glasses and walked towards the little yellow-haired boy.

"Asshole, don't think I'm afraid of you!" The little yellow-haired boy was a little scared, but he didn't run away. He stared at the steel pipe in Beichuan Qiu's hand and approached carefully.

He also bent down and picked up a steel pipe from the ground.

The next second, a brick flew over and hit him on the forehead with a crisp "bang".

The little yellow-haired boy just felt dizzy.

He finally opened his eyes and saw that the steel pipe was raised above his head.

“No…don’t!”

"boom!"

The little yellow-haired boy fell to the ground, his body twitching.

Beichuan Qiu dealt with the two men cleanly and neatly, then turned to look at the greasy-haired man.

"Wait, are you crazy!" The greasy-haired man looked terrified. He was just a bad boy and was usually brave and aggressive.

It's just using fists.

I have never seen such a cruel and ruthless and dangerous guy like Beichuan Qiu.

"You are a teacher, right? Do you think the police will let you go after doing this?"

"Hmm?" Beichuan Qiu looked strange: "Is this the extent of the bad people nowadays?"

When the greasy-haired man saw Beichuan Qiu stop attacking, he immediately said, "If you leave, I will never cause you any trouble."

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Beichuan Qiu adjusted his glasses:

"You bullied my students and wanted to bring me here to beat me up. I was just defending myself."

"Nonsense!" the greasy-haired man said quickly, "It was obviously you who started it first!"

"Who would believe it?" Beichuan Qiu said with a sincere smile: "Do you think the police will believe you three bad guys, or me, a teacher who is enthusiastic about standing up for the bullied students?"

"And the surveillance footage along the way showed that you two were holding me and that poor student hostage, right?"

"You..." The greasy-haired man's face darkened, and his heart was instantly filled with fear.

He looked at the teacher in front of him and his legs began to tremble.

He had only one thought in his mind: the two sides were simply not on the same level.

"Wait, you're a teacher, you shouldn't do this to us!"

"Then what should I do with you?" Beichuan Qiu smiled and said, "I will hand you over to the school, and then your school will give you some mild criticism and education."

"And if you take revenge on me again, I will prevent you from doing any evil things as a minor. The worst that can happen is that you will be sent to a juvenile detention center."

"I'm sorry, my teaching method is different from that of ordinary teachers." Beichuan Qiu's expression remained unchanged: "Kneel down."

The greasy-haired man's legs went weak and he didn't dare to turn around and run.

The brick that just hit the little yellow-haired boy was so fast and hard that he was worried that if he turned around, he would be hit on the back of his head.

He watched Beichuan Qiu approaching step by step, and his psychological defenses collapsed instantly. He lowered his feet and knelt on the ground: "I'm sorry."

The next second, Beichuan Qiu raised his foot and kicked him hard on the right face.

The force brought an impact, kicking the greasy-haired man so hard that his entire body fell to the side.

He just felt his head buzzing, his vision went dark, and he lay on the ground, not daring to look up.

"Get up." Beichuan Qiu's voice was cold.

The greasy-haired man was confused.

Fear made him choose to kneel down again as Beichuan Qiu requested.

"Bang!" Beichuan Qiu kicked sideways again, hitting him hard on the left side.

The greasy-haired man rolled on the ground. The pain made him no longer care about his dignity: "Please, spare me!"

"Let you go?" Beichuan Qiu raised his foot and stomped on his head, causing his head to collide with the ground with a "bang bang" sound. "When you reach out your hand to innocent students, you should be prepared for this day."

He kicked him again and again until the greasy-haired man's struggles gradually subsided.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind.

Beichuan Qiu suddenly turned back.

It was Kira, he was standing there with a stony expression.

Blood flowed from his forehead, dyeing half of his face red, making him look like a bloodthirsty beast.

He looked at Beichuan Qiu and said in a cold voice:

"The force is too light."

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, the iron rod in Beichuan Qiu's hand hit him on the head again.

Kirara fell to the ground with a thud.

"Oh." Beichuan Qiu kicked him on the head to make sure that he really lost consciousness this time.

This guy's ability to withstand blows was beyond his expectations. He was worthy of being the leader among the students.

Unfortunately, my brain doesn’t seem to be working well, and I don’t understand why I have to stand up and pretend to be cool.

Beichuan Qiu walked over to the greasy-haired man and squatted down: "Remember, there is no future in being a bad boy. You must study hard."

The greasy-haired man couldn't say a word and just hoped that the devil would leave as soon as possible.

"It seems that my after-school tutoring is very effective." Beichuan Qiu stood up and looked at Kirara who was unconscious on the ground with a meaningful look:

"I hope you won't let the teacher down."

With that, he turned and walked away from the abandoned building.

Taro stood at the door, pacing in panic. When he saw Beichuan Qiu coming out, he hurried over to him and said, "Teacher, are you okay?"

"Of course it's okay." Beichuan Qiu smiled: "We have taught them a lesson. I think they have realized that bad boys have no future. I believe they will soon turn over a new leaf."

"Ah?" Taro asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Teacher, Kirara is the boss of Luling, a very scary guy. He beat the captain of their school's judo club and sent him to the hospital. If it weren't for his well-off family, he would have been in a juvenile detention center now."

"Even if he's in the bad gangs, he's still a very scary guy. I'd better give him the money."

"Have you been charged protection fees?" Beichuan Qiu said with a smile: "By them."

"This..." Taro struggled and nodded: "Yes, they would blackmail students from surrounding schools and enjoy it. A student went to their school to report and ended up having his leg broken. He is still in the hospital."

"That's really scary." Beichuan Qiu smiled:

"But it doesn't matter. I believe there are no bad students in this world. They just temporarily go astray. As a teacher, I have to correct them."

Taro had a strange expression on his face and tried to speak several times, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.

"Let's go. The teacher will take you back." Beichuan Qiu patted his head and smiled gently: "Student Dalang, you must study hard."

Taro felt that the teacher was a gentle person, so he whispered, "Teacher, my name is Taro."

Kitagawa Aki sees Taro off to the train.

It was already 6 o'clock in the evening, but he didn't go to see the silly roe deer. Instead, he went to the abandoned factory.

From a distance, I watched three people being supported and coming out.

In order to better defend himself, he once studied medical books related to the human body structure.

I can't compare to a doctor, but I also know which parts to attack without causing fatal injuries.

The three bad guys looked seriously injured, but they were just superficial injuries and some had concussions.

These young people just need to rest normally to recover.

In the hospital lobby.

"Damn it, that teacher." The yellow-haired man covered his head with gauze wrapped around it. He looked at Kira beside him and said, "Boss, what should we do?"

He was unwilling, but he didn't want to fight that demon anymore.