Douluo Zhibo Madara

After Madara's beating, the Shrek gods finally stopped being so arrogant and sat there quietly eating.

But the group of soul masters from Canghui College opposite who felt that they had been insulted obviously would not give up. The middle-aged man was seen saying a few words to one of the students, and his eyes glanced here from time to time, obviously with bad intentions.

Soon, the young man who had obviously received the order stood up and walked slowly and unhurriedly towards Shrek and his group.

At this time, a waiter came over to the table of Shrek and his group with dishes, and the eyes of the young man who was obviously looking for trouble lit up.

The young man suddenly quickened his pace, and then lightly bumped into the waiter who had his back turned to him without any trace. Amidst the waiter's exclamation, the dish in his hand slid uncontrollably towards Dai Mubai.

Tang San sat closest to Dai Mubai, so naturally he didn't want to see his partner being tripped up and embarrassed.

Tang San's left hand was seen reaching out like lightning. The next plate of food was about to topple. Nie He used his Qinlong Jin secretly to resolve the overturning force like a miraculous skill. Not even a drop of soup was spilled. Placed lightly on the table.

When the young man from Canghui College saw that his little move had no effect at all, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. With a fake smile on his face, he said without sincerity: "I'm so sorry."

Although the young man said this, he still walked forward in his own way. When he reached a hidden corner, he kicked the stool Dai Mubai was sitting on without any trace. If he hadn't paid special attention, he would never have seen the young man doing this. Despicable behavior.

The stool that Dai Mubai sat on was made of extremely ordinary wood. If a boy hit him, it would be kicked to pieces, and he would inevitably make a fool of himself.

But the young man from Canghui College ignored that there was a killing god sitting on the same bench as Dai Mubai.

Unless necessary, as a cautious ninja, Madara will indeed not take the initiative to cause trouble, but this does not mean that Madara will be afraid of trouble.

I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will kill them.

Madara was sitting relatively close to Dai Mubai just now. If he really let the dish be poured down, Madara would probably not be sticky at all. Coupled with the young man's provocative behavior at this time, a sudden anger arose in his heart at work. .

Of course people would not provoke a dog, but if the dog comes over and bites someone, don’t blame Madara for being rude.

Dai Mubai was obviously holding back his breath. Seeing the boy's repeated provocations, he wanted to teach him a lesson.

But what surprised him was that Madara, who had just advised them not to cause trouble, was actually faster than him.

Madara suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the young man's throat with lightning speed, so fast that no one could react in time.

"I can understand that you are provoking me?" Madara squeezed the boy's throat with his left hand so hard that he rolled his eyes. He put down his chopsticks with his right hand and said expressionlessly.

"Save me!" The boy who was lifted up by Madara's throat struggled to make a cry for help, forgetting his teacher with earnest eyes.

Before the boy could finish his words, Madara slapped his head hard on the table full of food.

In an instant, the tabletop was smashed to pieces by the most terrifying force, and all the food debris collapsed. The young man's white robe was dyed in various colors, making him look extremely miserable.

"Get out of here!" Madara picked her up again and threw the young boy, who was all messed up and even half-conscious, like a torn sack towards someone from Canghui Academy.

Everyone in Zhaohui Academy hurriedly picked up their companions, but they misjudged the power transmitted from above, and several more people were knocked away in an instant.

"Look what I do." Madara clapped his hands in disgust, but found that everyone at the same table was staring at him with extremely surprised eyes.

Brother, didn’t you tell us not to cause trouble everywhere? You seem to be more ruthless than us.

Dai Mubai's original dissatisfaction with being reprimanded disappeared, and he picked up a chicken leg and chewed it with an expressionless expression.

Oscar, Xiao Wu and others had their mouths twitching, looking like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

If Madara knew this, he would definitely reply disdainfully: Those who bullshit others and dare not fight back are mediocre people.

The leading teacher from Canghui College next to him walked over angrily and looked at everyone in front of him angrily: "Your Excellency, have you gone too far?"

Tang San once told Ban that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years.

Madara has never understood why he had to wait ten years to have enough power and just kill them all.

Now that he has provoked Madara, then Madara will never give up and beat his opponent to his knees. Then he is not Uchiha Madara.

"Excessive." Madara suddenly felt a little funny. He sat on the bench and leaned forward slightly, but his eyes were very sinister and said: "There are even more excessive ones."

The middle-aged tutor was obviously upset. With a livid face, he ordered to his students: "Where are these ignorant brats from? Teach them a lesson."

The students of Canghui College were already gearing up. Except for the girl, the other teenagers heard the teacher's order and rushed faster than the other.

Xiao Wu happily got up from her stool and walked forward unwilling to be outdone: "Are you going to fight?