Xueba God-level system

Wang Xiang had a vicious look, and his eyes were wide open, as if he didn't try hard to extort a sum of money from Yang Changwei today, so he wouldn't believe in Wang from now on, and followed Yang Changwei's classmate to a letter.

Not to mention, his angry eyes are wide open, as if he is eager to eat people.

Now, only Yang Changwei was left in place, embarrassed and ashamed, wishing to find a crack in the ground to get in, and nothing would happen.

His act of catching Wang Xiang just now not only surprised the students in Class [-], but even himself felt a little sudden and incomprehensible.

Yang Changwei also didn't want to express it in words. He knew that bullying his classmates was a wrong thing, but somehow he felt that he had done the right thing.

Maybe it was because of what Liu Xianying said just now, or maybe it was because of the impulse in her heart.In short, things have already happened, and there is no room for redemption.

The only thing he can do is to find a way to clear himself of the crime.

He froze in place, scratching the area on the back of his head with his hands, as if trying to resolve the embarrassment just now.Perhaps, the scalp he scratched and the flying dandruff could tell him the answer.

Wang Xiangke on the side was not idle, he finally waited for the end of get out of class, and when he rushed out of the classroom, he was dragged by his classmates, which made him not only speechless, but also bored.

Wang Xiang knew that the former Cheng Yaotie was a class bully in Class Nine, but now he died in the hands of the magic star curse witch.As the saying goes, there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys dominate.Now, the identity of this group of tyrants naturally falls to Yang Changwei.

Wang Xiang doesn't even look down on the top student, not to mention that he is a little class bully, worthless.

The other students were bullied by the class bully, at most they would go back to the dormitory and cry under the quilt after their self-study at night.But Wang Xiang is different, because he knows the principle of natural selection and survival of the fittest.

If this matter is not killed in the bud, the future situation will naturally be difficult to control.

"Cough, I cough cough cough!"

Wang Xiang tried to cough up a blood clot, but it took him a long time to realize that all this was futile.

Apart from being able to cough up some saliva, the rest is what the students expect of him next.You know, that's a huge class, with more than 70 people.

Wang Xiang couldn't let his efforts just now be in vain. He puffed up his cheeks and pumped them vigorously, sucking one piece at a time, just like a bullfrog parked on the river bank after a storm.

Yang Changwei next to him, after hearing the scary voice in his mouth, he consciously leaned into the aisle.He just admired it quietly, watching what kind of medicine could be sold in Wang Xiang's gourd.

"Drink, bah."

Not long after, Wang Xiang spat out into the air at will, and the phlegm danced in the air with a melodious curve, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The final destination of the phlegm was to land on the shoes of the little girl sitting in the middle of the first row without hesitation.Her exquisite black canvas shoes looked out of place with the sudden phlegm.

In an instant, the entire classroom fell into silence.Only from the smile on the corner of Yang Changwei's mouth, it can be seen that he has a lot of inner thoughts.

What about the blood clot, how did it turn into phlegm?