That student turned sex

Next to the stairs on the first floor of Shensi Building.

Ji Xiaohan and Yan Mo stood side by side.

Ji Xiaohan remained silent, only looking at the ground in front of him with a calm expression.

Yan Mo quietly rubbed his chest.

Ji Xiaohan's blow just now was really heavy, and his strength was confiscated, but it was quite powerful.

Yan Mo rubbed the space between his chest, and quietly glanced at Ji Xiaohan's right arm.

Ji Xiaohan was glanced at by him, his face was still calm, but his heart was not at ease.

He moved his right hand slightly, and the fingers of his right hand lightly hooked the strap of the schoolbag.

In front of the two of them stood the dean.

The dean's surname is Deng. He looks serious and decent, and he is well dressed. It's just that he probably ran here for a while, and there is still a little sweat on his forehead.

Director Deng wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the two of them.

Ji Xiaohan is clear and light, delicate and gentle, he looks like a good student at first glance, while Yan Mo has disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, and he doesn't look good.

He glared at Yan Mo, then turned to Ji Xiaohan and said gently: "Ji Xiaohan, school is over, you are on your way, go home first."

He knew that Ji Xiaohan's home was far away, and it would take a long time to get back from school.

Director Deng had just finished speaking, but Ji Xiaohan hadn't picked up yet.

Yan Mo leaned forward quickly, smiled and said, "Teacher, after school, I should go home."

Without batting an eye, Director Deng turned his head, pointed at Yan Mo sharply and said, "Stand up for me! Who will allow you to smile? You don't even know how to stand up! You're fooling around all day long! Like a student?!"

"Look at Ji Xiaohan, he doesn't know how to study!"

Ji Xiaohan listened quietly from the side.

"Learn! Learn! I will definitely learn!" Yan Mo said, stopped laughing, stood up straight and went back, and secretly glanced at Ji Xiaohan.

After the dean finished training Yan Mo, he looked at Ji Xiaohan again, and said with a pleasing expression, "Go back first."

"Goodbye, teacher." Ji Xiaohan nodded to him, and said goodbye to the dean.

Then, without even glancing at Yan Mo, he turned around and walked around the Shensi building alone, and walked outside the school.

When Yan Mo saw that Ji Xiaohan was gone, he became anxious immediately, and looked at the teaching director eagerly.

"What are you looking at?! You don't know how to study well every day! You know how to cause trouble! How long have you been quiet, and then I caught you bullying your classmates again?! Do you want to drop out of school again? Ah?"

As soon as Ji Xiaohan left, Director Deng let go, and he couldn't be aggressive in front of good students, but it would be fine if Ji Xiaohan left.

Director Deng reprimanded Yan Mo with a beard and a stare.

"Teacher, I've been very quiet lately. I was just afraid that he would jump and fall..." Yan Mo quickly explained, "I really didn't cause trouble, so just let me go!"

"Are you so kind? Didn't you force people to climb over the protective wall just now?" Director Deng didn't believe it at all, and asked Yan Mo instead.

Don't think he just didn't see it.

"If you want to lie to me, be gentle!"

"..." Yan Mo's expression froze, and he was speechless for a while.

Ji Xiaohan was walking on the avenue leaving the school, and behind him, the dean's voice reprimanding Yan Mo became farther and softer.

Ji Xiaohan breathed a sigh of relief until he could no longer hear, and finally got rid of Yan Mo.

However, after such a toss by the dean, the anger he had just been aroused by Yan Mo dissipated.

Ji Xiaohan looked up, there was no one in front of the school now, only some students who came back late were sparsely walking and fighting.

The sun sets in the distant sky, and the red glow covers most of the skyline. The scene is very magnificent.

Ji Xiaohan's face was dyed red by the afterglow of the setting sun, he lowered his head and took out his mobile phone from his schoolbag.

The phone is black and looks old, with scratches from the previous owner.

This mobile phone was bought second-hand, and it has all the functions, but the system is a bit stuck, and the battery is not long-lasting.

However, Ji Xiaohan rarely uses a mobile phone except for contacting others, so this second-hand mobile phone is enough for him.

He turned on his phone and took a look. It was past six o'clock.

It seemed that he was going to be late no matter what tonight, and it was all Yan Mo's fault for delaying him by more than ten minutes.

Ji Xiaohan raised his head and glanced at the straight road in front of him. If he walked from the main road, it would be even later to arrive at the bus station, and he would have to wait another 10 minutes to get on the bus, and it would be even later to go back.

Without further ado, Ji Xiaohan took a look, and then planned to take a detour to the bus platform from the side road.

A hundred meters away on the right side of the school intersection, there is an abandoned residential building.Bypassing the wall of the residential building, you can take a shortcut to another main road, and the bus stop is over there.

Ji Xiaohan turned around the fence, walked through the wasteland, and just walked near the bus stop.

At this moment, Ji Xiaohan saw someone pointing at him at the bus stop ahead and shouting.

"Catch the thief!!"

"He stole my wallet and phone!!"

"Come and help me!"

……

Just as Ji Xiaohan saw it, before he had time to react, a person suddenly rushed in front of him and ran past him, it was a white figure.

Before he had time to think about it, he turned around subconsciously and went after the man directly.

The thief was very agile, wearing white short-sleeved shorts, with yellow hair, not too short, and he ran very fast.

Moreover, it seems that he is very familiar with the road conditions in this area, he didn't run around at all, he walked directly through the wasteland along the road Ji Xiaohan came from, and went around to the abandoned house - there is another road around there The trail leads to another road.

Ji Xiaohan didn't say a word, just ran after him with all his might.

It may be that Ji Xiaohan's physical strength is too good, and he seems to be able to keep chasing him, so the thief stopped while running.

The thief thought to himself, running like this is not an option, if the person behind has good strength and keeps chasing him, he will always be overtaken, then the detention center will be waiting for him then!

It seems that we still have to give the other party some color to see.

These thieves usually form gangs when they go out, but this time he was alone, so he put a knife in his bag and prepared it.

So, when Ji Xiaohan found that the other party had stopped suddenly and hurried to catch up.

The thief stood by the wall, turned around suddenly, holding a knife that he took out from nowhere at some point in his hand, he looked at Ji Xiaohan viciously.

The knife flashed, as if it was about to stab, Ji Xiaohan reacted quickly and stopped in time.

In this way, he and the thief were in a stalemate at a short distance.

The yellow-haired thief held a knife and pointed at Ji Xiaohan: "Little girl, I advise you not to meddle in your own business, I have a knife, you'd better turn around and go back now, otherwise, I'll show you blood later!"

Ji Xiaohan stopped and looked at the knife in Huang Mao's hand. There was no fear on his face, but it was very cold.

——Actually, on the contrary, not only was he not afraid, but he was actually aroused by Huang Mao's words.

Ji Xiaohan originally planned to chase things back, but now, he didn't want to settle for such a simple matter.

His patience for the day has long been exhausted, and he was holding his breath to fight with Yan Mo, but it was suppressed by the timely arrival of the dean.

This will be just right, hit the thief, let out your anger, it is justified, it is just and right, no one can offend.

The angrier Ji Xiaohan was, the colder his face became, and the colder his face was, the more beautiful his facial features became.

Huang Mao stared blankly at Ji Xiaohan for a moment, then woke up and found that he was still wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag.

Huang Mao couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, and muttered to himself.

This is the first time he has met such a courageous student. Ordinary people, as long as they see the knife in his hand, most of them will run away in fright and will not continue to follow. This person is lucky, he is still energetic, and it seems that he still wants to follow him with bare hands. Fight with your own knife.

I don't know if it's a teenager with a second-year illness, or an ignorant person who is fearless.

Ji Xiaohan took off the schoolbag from his shoulder and put it on the ground by the wall.

At the same time, he casually picked up a thick wooden stick from the ground by the wall and weighed it in his hand.

The stick is quite heavy, which is very handy.

Ji Xiaohan stood up, held up a stick and said to the thief, "See you then!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the other party's reaction, Ji Xiaohan swung his stick over.

Looking at the situation, Huang Mao knew that he couldn't be kind, but he didn't want to go to the police station, so he had to take a gamble, betting that this little boy just had a second stroke, bold but not strong.

Huang Mao also held the knife and returned his hand, but the result was not too bad, and he was knocked on the wrist by Ji Xiaohan's stick.

"Hiss—! Fuck!"

The yellow hair was in so much pain that he almost missed the knife.

He thought to himself, this little white face looks ordinary, but his strength is really great, it seems that he can't beat him, so it's better to run.

Thinking of this, Huang Mao turned and ran.

Ji Xiaohan followed suit, holding a stick and ready to strike at any time while chasing.

The two of them ran back and forth like this, originally thinking that it would be another continuous and long process of testing their physical strength.

As a result, Huangmao ran to the wall and just turned around when he saw a person head-on.

This person has jet-black hair and wears trendy clothes.

Huang Mao was taken aback by the guy who appeared suddenly, subconsciously raised the knife in his hand and sent it forward.

Yan Mo said a lot of good words and promised, and finally got rid of the dean.

He followed Ji Xiaohan's route all the way to this side. He just ran to the wall, and before he turned in, he saw a person running out from the corner.

The man was still holding a knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife stabbed towards him.

"I—damn!"

In an instant, Yan Mo's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. Avoiding the blade with both hands, he quickly and forcefully grabbed Huang Mao's wrist and twisted it to the right, while raising his foot to kick the opponent's knee.

Huang Mao screamed in pain, and the knife fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Then he bent his knees, plopped his whole body, and knelt down in front of Yan Mo.

Yan Mo stepped on the blade with his foot, kicked the blade far away with one kick, and then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, another person appeared from behind the corner.

Before Yan Moshang had time to dodge, the other party struck him with a stick, hitting his forehead.

"——!! Hiss——!! It hurts!!"

"—I'll go!! Why are there still people engaging in sneak attacks?!"

Yan Mo clutched his slapped forehead, yelled a few times in pain, then raised his eyes to look over, and fell silent.

"........."

Ji Xiaohan followed Huang Mao, and when he reached the corner, he found that Huang Mao stopped suddenly.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, so he was not allowed to worry too much, the opportunity would never come again, he directly hit it with a stick.

He chopped very accurately, right on the forehead.

It's just a pity that I split the wrong person.

Yan Mo covered his forehead and lifted the yellow hair on the ground.

Fortunately, what Ji Xiaohan was holding was a wooden stick, not a steel pipe, otherwise Yan Mo would have to go to the hospital to see if he had a concussion.

"Sorry." Ji Xiaohan saw the person clearly, retracted his hand, and dropped the stick.

Yan Mo quickly waved his hands: "It's okay, it's okay, just hit it if you hit it."

Ji Xiaohan glanced at him, said nothing, quietly walked back to the wall, picked up the schoolbag, knocked off the ashes, and after carrying the schoolbag, Yan Mo had already grabbed the thief and came over.

Together, the two brought the thief back to the bus station.

Someone at the bus station called the police, and when Ji Xiaohan and Yan Mo arrived, the police just happened to arrive in a police car.

So, several people went to the police station together and made a record.

The wallet and mobile phone stolen by Huang Mao were finally returned to the stolen old man intact.

The old man was over 60 years old, and his family also rushed over on Ji Xiaohan's way to the police station.

This time, I stood in the lobby and thanked him for both good and bad ones.

The elderly have a lot of money in their wallets and more important documents.

Fortunately, Ji Xiaohan and the others were chased back, otherwise if these documents were lost, they would really be in trouble, more trouble than losing money.

The family's thanks were not enough, the old man dragged him in the hall of the police station, and insisted on thanking him twice in person.

The old man first took Ji Xiaohan's hand, and then took Yan Mo's hand. Then, he put the two hands together, held them well, and thanked him while clapping: "Thank you, thank you. That's good, you two are really good Boys! Thank you so much."

Ji Xiaohan looked at the old man's hand, the skin on it was old, deeply wrinkled, and there were some spots, very similar to his grandfather's hand.

He froze for a moment.

When Ji Xiaohan retracted his mind, he gently withdrew his hand and said to the old man: "You are welcome, you should."

And Yan Mo, who was also held back by the hand, looked at himself and Ji Xiaohan's right hand together, and he was in a trance, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, Ji Xiaohan pulled his hand back and Yan Mo regained his senses, and hurriedly said to the old man: "Uncle, the things are brought back, you and your son should go back early together."

Hearing this nondescript address, Ji Xiaohan glanced at Yan Mo, but when he glanced over, he saw Yan Mo's forehead first, where there was a big bump.

Ji Xiaohan immediately looked away.

The old man also found Yan Mo's injury, thinking it was beaten by a thief, he hurriedly asked his son to take Yan Mo to have a look and apply some medicine.

Just at this interval, Ji Xiaohan suddenly remembered that he still had business to do.

Ji Xiaohan hurriedly bid farewell to the people in the hall, and after Daoming hurried home, he left the police station with his schoolbag on his back.

Yan Mo was pulled by the old man alone, but he didn't dare to break free by force, so he could only watch Ji Xiaohan leave the police station.

His expression became more and more irritable!

He can't let Ji Xiaohan go back alone!