Hot Blood: The Big Villain is Me

Behind the flower bed not far from the gate of Fengxian School, the Ninth Dragon God sat on the edge of the flower bed with his legs crossed, holding a cigarette in his left hand and a black marker in his right hand, with black circles drawn on the big head of the Fengxian student squatting in front of him that could emit sunlight.

The bald Fengxian student squatting on the ground had a purple eye socket, swollen cheeks, and a look of humiliation in his eyes, but because he had suffered inhumane beatings, he had to force himself not to let his tears flow down, and he dared not move, allowing the little devil who suddenly kidnapped him to draw circles on his head

"Hey! Keep your mouth shut! Tell me about Feng Xian."

The Ninth Dragon God raised his left hand, took a deep puff of cigarette, blew the smoke onto the bald man's face, and said

"This, uh... um... what do you want to know?"

The bald man looked up at the handsome Ninth Dragon God, and really didn't know how to address him. The

Ninth Dragon God took another puff of cigarette and asked,"Who were those guys at the door just now? Guys with hair but particularly disgusting looks."

The bald man thought about who the people at the school gate were, and then he suddenly realized and said,"Ah, them, they are second-year cadres. The one in the middle with black hedgehog hair and thick lips is Machida Victory, the one with golden hair in the middle is Kikuchi Risaka, and the one with a heart-shaped hairstyle is Kunimoto Masaru. They are all subordinates of the second-year leader Urushihara Ryo."

The Ninth Dragon God paused in drawing circles and asked,"Since they are cadres, why do some people salute them while others ignore them?" The bald man looked at the Ninth Dragon God after hearing this, and found that he really didn't understand, so he said,"Those who saluted are like me, freshmen in the first year. Although they are cadres, they are second-year cadres, so those who don't salute them are naturally third-year students."

After listening to the bald man's explanation, the Ninth Dragon God was slightly stunned, and then a little embarrassed.

He hadn't thought of such a simple truth just now!

He thought it was because of other deeper meanings!

Overthinking, overthinking...

Sometimes it's not good to be too smart, it's always easy to complicate simple things.……

""Well, go on, tell me about the current internal situation of Fengxian."

The Ninth Dragon God coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment.

But this time, the bald man did not speak.

If it was something unimportant, the bald man would definitely answer every question.

But when it comes to the internal information of Fengxian, the bald man would never dare to tell it even if he died.

What if this violent kid is a spy arranged by other colleges or forces, and he tells the information about Fengxian, then he can forget about staying in Fengxian in the future.

What's more, he is just a freshman, he doesn't know much!

It's only been a short time since the start of the school, and he has just recognized all the cadres of Fengxian in the past few days.

Looking at the nervous and silent bald man, the Ninth Dragon God's eyes began to become dangerous.

Cold sweat began to appear on the bald man's forehead, and his mood suddenly became uneasy.

""Little devil! That's too much! Stop drawing circles on my head!"

At this moment, a deep voice saved the bald man in Fengxian.

The Ninth Dragon God and the bald man turned around and saw a boy with a long side part and a delicate mustache standing up from the other side of the flower bed, eating a rice ball in his hand.

After seeing this man, the bald man squatting on the ground instantly became excited.

He didn't think he was saved.

It was because this man was the most powerful cadre in Fengxian now!

The third-year Ming Haida!

""Brother Ming Hai!" the bald man shouted excitedly and was about to stand up.

"Hey, hey, hey, did I ask you to get up?"

The Ninth Dragon God hit the bald head hard with a marker, then pressed the marker hard and pressed the bald head back to the ground. When

Ming Haida, who was eating a rice ball, saw this scene, his eyes suddenly brightened and he sighed in his heart.

What a great power!

"He is just a freshman. Even if you beat him up again, he doesn't know much. Let him go. If you want to know, I will tell you."

Ming Hai Daiwo was full of interest in the Ninth Dragon God at this time. In addition, the Ninth Dragon God was a little kid, so Ming Hai Daiwo was a little interested in his talent.

After hearing what he said, the Ninth Dragon God turned his head and glanced at Ming Hai Daiwo, then turned his head back and continued to draw circles on the bald head with a black marker, and said,"Don't worry, you say yours and I draw mine."

Ming Hai Daiwo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, strode around the flower bed, came to the side of the Ninth Dragon God, squatted down, ate a rice ball and said,"Why do you want to draw this kind of circle on my head?"

The Ninth Dragon God replied without raising his head:"Obsession!"

"Obsession? ?"

A big question mark popped up in Ming Hai Dawo's head. He didn't understand what the Ninth Dragon God meant. The Ninth

Dragon God ignored Ming Hai Dawo and continued to draw circles until the bald man's head was full of six scars, then he stopped.

The Ninth Dragon God put the black marker back into his pocket, looked at the bald man in front of him with six scars similar to the scars, and nodded with satisfaction.

Drawing scars on the head of Monk Fengxian was something he wanted to do when he watched the movie.

Now, he finally got the idea!

After appreciating it, the Ninth Dragon God waved his hand and said to the bald man."It's none of your business~"

The bald man was immediately overjoyed, stood up quickly, and looked at Ming Hai Dawo.

Ming Hai Dawo also waved his hand, and the bald man turned around and ran, disappearing without a trace in a flash.

"Okay, it's your turn next."

The Ninth Dragon God turned and looked at Ming Hai Daiwo.

Ming Hai Daiwo's face changed when he heard that, and he frowned and said,"I'm not bald!"

"I asked you to tell me Feng Xian's information! If you want to keep your head shaved, I can satisfy you after you finish speaking!"

The Ninth Dragon God rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

Is this Minghai Dawo stupid?!

When Minghai Dawo appeared, the Ninth Dragon God recognized him.

This is why the Ninth Dragon God let the bald man go very happily.

Although Minghai Dawo has not completely unified Fengxian, he is also the boss of the largest and strongest faction in Fengxian. It is naturally better to have him as a commentator.

After listening to the words of the Ninth Dragon God, Minghai Dawo smiled awkwardly and touched his hair. He was not stupid enough to want to push away his hair that he had kept for more than ten years.

He has been a cadre since he entered Fengxian from junior high school. He must have become bald in the third grade!

Looking at such a straightforward Ninth Dragon God, Minghai Dawo's curiosity about the Ninth Dragon God increased a lot.

Dare to kidnap a Fengxian student at the gate of Fengxian School. Even Serizawa Tamao of Suzuran would not dare to do such a thing. What confidence does this kid have to do such a thing?

Minghai Dawo is very curious about this.