Boyfriend is the ceiling of combat effectiveness

After all the projects on the first day were over, the students in each class began to leave.

"It's getting dark, let's go eat too." Zhao Zilu patted his pants behind him and stood up from the steps.

Minghan and Xiaohong were ready to retreat after resting, and they had to bend over to support the wounded on the left and right. "Stand up and try and see if it feels better."

Lin Ji straightened up with strength. Although he still didn't dare to touch the ground, it was better than before. He nodded to several people, "Should be able to walk."

"Help me." Ming Han took a step forward, still holding him as before.

Only then did the group slowly walk towards the school gate along the path behind the playground.

Nearly seven o'clock, the sky had already darkened, and with the cloudy sky, the surrounding environment seemed even darker.

As soon as he carried the wounded to the side of the main entrance, a large group of people surrounded him.

Gu Hong, who didn't know why at first, looked up and saw that the person leading the way was Zhao Wen, and his heart was like a mirror.

This grandson dares to lead someone to find trouble.

Roughly count the number of people on the opposite side, thirteen or fourteen.I made a rough estimate of the matchup situation in my heart: Zhao Zilu hardly had any combat effectiveness, and it would be considered good if he could fight one-on-one without being beaten.Although it's okay for me and Ming Han to play three, four, five, but now that I just got off the track, it will definitely be a little discounted.

Grass.

A certain school bully with a really bad memory only remembered this after thinking about it, and there was a lame one.Zhao Zilu is considered old and weak, and Lin Ji is considered sick and disabled. This lineup really hurts the brain.

Even the school bully himself didn't have much confidence in saying that he could win, so he stepped back half a step and glanced at Minghan.

"How?"

There was no expression on Ming Han's face, just calm and indifferent as usual.

"Zhao Zilu protects himself, I protect Lin Ji, and the rest is yours."

"..." The school tyrant surnamed Gu's eyes trembled, and after looking around at the dozen or so thugs across the way, he squeezed out a sentence in disbelief, "You fucking tell me again??"

Neither side likes to slosh, and the fact that the animosity is clear, a dogfight unfolds with little to no foreplay.

The number of people on the opposite side was too dominant, even the "experienced" Gu Xiaoba was too tired to deal with it. Although Ming Han tried his best to take care of Lin Ji, he couldn't protect him well in such a siege.

Lin Ji endured his foot injury to move around in the crowd, but the pain caused by his movements was no different from the feeling of being beaten.

A positive kick kicked the attacker in front of him back three steps, but he also felt severe pain in his ankle.

Ming Han saw Lin Ji frown obviously, and took advantage of the gap to lean towards him.

"Don't..." Before he could finish speaking, he saw him immediately take down a boy behind him with a clean backspin.

"..."

What's the matter with this guy?The worse the body is, the more vigorous the fighting power will be.

An upgraded version of "Kill him while he's sick".

Taking advantage of your own illness to kill others?

The few people who were surrounded and beaten gradually began to lose their physical strength, and they would definitely suffer losses if they continued. In desperation, they had to sacrifice Zhao Zilu to negotiate.

Zhao Wen stood at the outermost edge of the battle with a fierce face, finally looking as if he had won the battle.

"I heard that you are the best at fighting, why do I feel like that?"

Zhao Zilu was not angry when he heard his eccentric words, he was the originator who was so angry that people would not pay for his life.

"Brother, I just saw that you like to be reasonable, why don't we discuss it?"

"How do you plan to discuss it? Do you beg for mercy? Ask someone surnamed Gu to come over and give it to me..."

"Hey." Xiaolu interrupted someone's whimsy with a smile, "That's not what it meant, look, the three of us were the ones who had a conflict with you just now, right? The tallest kid didn't even say a word."

"What's the saying, right? You let him go, and the rest of us stay. Then you can vent your anger whatever you want. As long as you have the ability, let the surname Gu give it to you." I don't mind kneeling and apologizing."

Several people are very clear that there are too many people on the other side, and there will be no good fruit if they fight, but as long as Lin Ji is safe, this matter will be easy to handle.

At worst, take the opportunity to run away and deal with them later.

Although Zhao Wen didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Zhao Zilu's gourd, he saw Lin Ji's posture of beating people with injuries just now, and responded with a sneer.

"I think that cripple is quite attractive, he is a high jump champion! I have broken my leg, and I don't know if I can still do it." Zhao Wen laughed wildly, "Let him go? Later, you will call someone to surround me? "

If you still use outflanking to deal with you, you will really put gold on your face.I'm just reminding you kindly, otherwise when my brother's leg recovers, why not kill you?

Although Xiaolu complained in her heart, her face remained unchanged, and she responded with a smile: "You are so stubborn, but you have no friends. I am really talking to you with good intentions now..."

Whoosh——

A sudden sound interrupted his words directly.

Zhao Wen started without warning, and pulled Zhao Zilu's face with the thick hemp rope used in the tug-of-war competition, and then said harshly, "Are you telling me about your mother? Can't you understand your situation?"

Xiaolu only felt the pain on her cheek like a knife scraping, she carefully touched the inside of her mouth with the tip of her tongue, hissed lightly, and then laughed ruefully.

"Heh, my dad doesn't even slap me in the face, brother, you are a bit sloppy."

"What? Can you make your father fire me?" Zhao Wen mocked with disdain.

Xiaolu still had a laughing tone, touched the scratch on her face with her fingers, and said word by word: "You are finished."

Zhao Wengang was about to open his mouth to fight back, when a huge force came from behind and threw him directly towards the wall.A vague and nimble shadow kicked to the ground, then reached out and grabbed his short hair, and slammed into the wall hard.

With the screams, everyone around was startled, and when Zhao Wen walked away from the wall, there was already a winding stream of blood pouring down from his forehead.

While screaming, he saw through his fingers who the person in front of him was.

"Jiang Fei?!"

A handsome boy in a white sportswear with a stand-up collar was staring at him coldly, with an expression that could never have been imagined to appear on the head of the school.

Zhao Wen's surprise was unreservedly displayed.As we all know, Jiang Fei, Gu Hongyi and Ming Han are extremely at odds, why...?

"You fucking want to have this look? If you come out early, you will die?" Gu Hongyi impatiently cursed at the person who suddenly appeared.

"It's rare to see you guys being deflated, so I can't help but watch it more. It will be lively. Those who are physically disabled, those who are deeply in love with each other, and those who negotiate with a three-inch tongue... How exciting is this?"

Jiang Fei's slightly frivolous eyes glanced at several people one by one, then straightened his sleeves, his voice suddenly turned cold, and he asked Ming and Gu, "But some people are playing group pets, can you bear it?"

This question was like a signal, and several people stepped up in a tacit understanding in an instant, and fought with a group of people again.

This time, they didn't lose the slightest bit. Their punches and kicks were much sharper than before, and they were completely merciless. The group fight didn't come to an end until the provocative crowd was properly cleaned up.

Jiang Fei stepped on the shoulder of the fallen man with his left foot, looked at Zhao Wen condescendingly, and said in a consoling tone: "You may not understand my temper, you'd better weigh yourself, don't make me unhappy, listen clearly Yet?"

Then his gaze fell on the hem of his shoe that was covered with mud, and he uttered two words coldly.

"wipe it up."

Zhao Wen didn't move stiffly at first, until the foot on his arm gained some strength, causing dull pain in his shoulder bone, so he had to swallow his breath and raised his sleeve to rub it, and then there was a bone-chilling chill from the top of his head. a word of

"roll."

Jiang Fei ignored the fleeing crowd behind him, and waved to the wronged group favorite, "Zhao Xiaolu, come here."

He pinched the man's chin and looked at it for a long time, before returning to his usual sunny smile, "It's okay, it's just a broken skin, it won't affect you scumbag."

Zhao Zilu brushed Jiang Xiaocao's hand away in disgust, turned around and briefly introduced Lin Ji, "Brother, congratulations on accidentally discovering the last hidden member of the Fancy Friends Group, Xiao Hui."

Small gray?

Lin Ji ran through Jiang Fei's name in doubt, then turned to Ming Han, and was about to ask why it didn't conform to the naming rules, when he heard his explanation.

"Ash from a gray machine."

"..." Lin Ji was stunned for a few seconds before reacting, somehow cute?

And I couldn't help complaining, "After a long time, the love saint, the school bully, the school grassroots, and the money fans from the cold drink shop in front of the school are all your own people??"

Jiang Fei looked at the person in front of him and gave a snort, his smile was as bright and friendly as when he was speaking on the rostrum that day.

He put his arms around Gu Xiaoba with one arm, and Zhao Zilu with the other, as if pointing his sword at the world, "See, this is all the country I brought down."

"..."

Amidst Lin Ji's silence, Jiang Xiaocao introduced him to everyone, "Lin Ji, I posted the new cp on the bar. Take a look, is it suitable?"

"It's not very suitable." Ming Han narrowed his eyes, and helped Lin Ji who was almost unable to stand still, "You guys go to eat, I'll take him home first."

"Okay. Go back and take good care of it. I'm still waiting for the next time we play together." Jiang Fei said.

Zhao Zilu touched his sore cheek again, and then teased casually: "Then let's go, my own."

Seeing the backs of several people playing and leaving, Ming Han raised Lin Ji's arm and put him on his body again, "Let's go."

After a burst of strenuous activities just now, Lin Ji's ankle hurt even more, and now he could only put most of his weight on Ming Han's body. He tilted his head and saw his silent but still handsome profile, and asked a question like a joke.

"I am also my own?"

Ming Han pursed his lips, and responded in a deep voice: "You think it is."

Lin Ji's laughter was itchy, and he took advantage of the situation and posted a note to the people around him.

"Hey." Ming Han was almost unable to stand still under his pressure, and softly protested: "Don't lean on me with your whole body."

"My feet hurt."

Ming Han was annoyed by the obvious response of cheating.

"Oh, then who was the one who fought and kicked people just now?"

When Ming Han carried her back to the downstairs of the rented house, the night had already enveloped her surroundings quietly, and the moonlight after the rain was bleak and pale.

"You stop here, I'll go in and buy something." Ming Han pointed to the convenience store behind him.

Lin Ji nodded and waited by the lamppost behind him. Not long after, he was seen walking out with a small shopping bag.

The two of them spent a lot of energy climbing the stairs, and Ming Han proposed to carry him up on the way, but Lin Ji refused with a smile when he thought of the slender waist when he helped to stretch before.

Finally entering the room, Lin Ji collapsed on the sofa exhaustedly.

"If the pain is severe, you can spray some more painkillers, the one in the small jar in the bag." Ming Han told him as he entered the door and washed his hands.

There was a soft tinkling sound coming from the kitchen, and there seemed to be the sound of burning gas and boiling water. Although Lin Ji felt curious, his feet were really inconvenient, so he didn't follow.

After a short while, Ming Han came out of the kitchen carrying two steaming bowls.When he put it on the tea table, Lin Ji recognized that it was boiled dumplings, which he probably bought in a convenience store just now.

The small and exquisite dumplings float in the bowl, and the aroma is tangy, which makes people feel hungry immediately.While Ming Han went back to get the tableware, Lin Ji took out a wet tissue and wiped his hands.

"That..." Ming Han suddenly poked his head out from the kitchen with an unbelievable expression, "You only have a pair of chopsticks?"

Lin Ji nodded after thinking about it seriously for a while.

Indeed, this is just bought not long ago.

Ming Han didn't know how many times he had sighed today, if he was with this guy, sooner or later he would be pissed to death.

I had no choice but to hand over the only pair of chopsticks, "Eat first."

Lin Ji looked at the tableware stuffed into his hands, and suddenly smiled, "Isn't it okay to have one for each person? Anyway, dumplings."

Although it is feasible in principle, when it came time to operate it, Lin Ji couldn't help himself. He lowered his head and laughed at the two people's antics for a long time, and finally sighed sincerely: "...it's too miserable. .”

The room was quiet for a while, only the sound of a single chopstick colliding with the bowl wall.

It started to rain again outside the window, but the cold drops of water were blocked on the other side of the glass, and only the meaty smell of dumplings lingered in the room, enveloping the warmth of home.

In the harmonious and harmonious atmosphere, Lin Ji suddenly couldn't hold back and turned sideways and sneezed, and then felt a familiar chill running up his back and legs.

Ming Han paused as he ate the dumplings, with rather complicated expressions in his eyes, he raised his hand subconsciously, and patted the forehead of the person opposite him uneasily like scratching a prize.

The hot temperature spread in the palm.

"..."

There was a dead silence in the whole room.

Ming Han's expression was completely unbelievable.

Lin Daiyu, are you kidding me?

The author has something to say: Mu Muji: "It's wrong! It's wrong! It's wrong again!"

Ri Yuehan: "I have a damn sentence, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Gagen will be added tomorrow, and the one-to-eight warning will also be tomorrow.