Forced to lie down after wearing cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Chu didn't wait for anyone to react, he directly stepped forward and pinched the man's wrist, exerting force on his hand, the man suffered from pain, and the things in his hand fell down.Wen Chu caught it with the other hand, and at the same time bent his leg upwards, and slammed into the man's stomach fiercely.

The man in front of him clutched his stomach and fell to the ground.

Wen Chu lowered his eyes, held the snatched stick in a circle in his hand, and then looked at the few people in front of him.

Suppressing the pain in his chest, he stepped forward again. It was much more convenient when he had something in his hand. Wen Chu made a savage move, and the rest of the people were hit with sticks on their chests, backs, and legs.

The original owner is an Alpha after all, although his physical fitness is not very good, but it is passable, Wen Chu has learned so many fighting skills in the original world, which can be regarded as a little play.

He bent down to avoid the stick coming towards him, but his chest felt like a pinprick pain because of this movement.Wen Chu snorted, got up and kicked the man away, and the man slammed into the sink behind him hard.

Wen Chu took a deep breath, and the anger between his brows became more and more serious. In a blink of an eye, he found Fu Sishen's figure hiding aside.The man was holding a dagger in both hands, and originally wanted to teach Wen Chu a lesson, but after seeing Wen Chu's strength, he was afraid to go forward, and he didn't find the right time.

At this moment, the two looked at each other.Wen Chu walked towards him, Fu Sishen's hands trembled slightly, he swallowed, and said with a trembling voice: "Zhong Huai! I advise you to stay away from Song Zhi in the future!"

Wen Chu gave a "tsk", he bent slightly and picked up his finger, then picked up the short knife, and it fell to the ground with a "clang".He then punched the person's face with his fist, causing a scar that matched Song Zhi's.

The stick in his hand turned in a circle and swung it fiercely at Fu Sishen's abdomen. His tone was calm: "It was returned just now."

Fu Sishen screamed again and again, and the sound came out through the crack of the door. After he couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground without making a sound, Wen Chu slowly let go.

"What are you doing!"

The teacher who rushed over after hearing the sound looked at the scene in front of him with surprise on his face—seven or eight people were lying crookedly on the bathroom floor, and the only standing person was still holding a stick in his hand.

"..."

Several people were taken to the infirmary first, and the three school doctors rushed to bandage them, but because Wen Chu didn't seem like an injured person, they were left aside.

The teacher was watching from the side just now, pointing at these people and angrily said: "How old are you! You still gather people to fight? Do you really think the school dare not govern you? You are so courageous that you will go to the office soon." Explain to me clearly..."

As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of Wen Chu standing aside from the corner of his eye. Seeing that his face was not looking well, he stopped talking.

Wen Chu met his gaze, then slowly raised a hand, as if to report: "Teacher... I was injured too."

There was a school doctor who was still busy bandaging the others. Wen Yan raised his eyes to Wen Chu and asked, "Where is the injury?"

Wen Chu paused, and lifted the corner of his clothes.

The eye is a large dazzling red.

Jiang Yeshan happened to rush over too, just as he opened the door of the infirmary, he saw the injuries on Wen Chu's body, and his face sank immediately.

"My God..." Seeing this, the school doctor immediately put down the bandage in his hand, hurried to Wen Chu's side, pushed him on the seat, and glared at him, "It's all like this, why didn't you say anything just now? It doesn't hurt, does it?"

Wen Chu said: "...you were not idle just now."

The school doctor was so angry that he hurriedly took the medicine and rubbed it on Wen Chu's body: "Is their trauma the same as yours? Are they so stupid? Or don't they take their bodies seriously?"

Although Wen Chu hit people ruthlessly, he did avoid important parts, and it only made them feel pain, not hurting anything.

And if he really wants to lose money after killing someone, he doesn't have that much money.

Jiang Yeshan came over and looked at Wenchu's wound, raised his chin and asked, "How long?"

Wen Chu was stunned for a moment to realize what he was asking, and looked down at his injury: "Before the fight, there was about... half an hour."

Jiang Yeshan frowned and glanced at Fu Sishen and the others, and didn't ask what happened. They can be known by checking the monitoring.He turned around and called Song Baifeng.

Fu Sishen was too frightened to move, so he pretended to be weak and lay on the bed covering his wound.

After a while, Jiang Yeshan came back after making the phone call. The school doctor happened to apply the medicine on Wen Chu, and asked with a frown, "Why did you get burned?"

Wen Chu said: "The soup just made."

The school doctor sighed: "You children, you are reckless." She sprayed some cold liquid medicine on his chest again, and stuffed the pile of medicines she had prepared into Wen Chu's hand, "Go back when you are free." Just spray some, apply some medicine, and keep your hands away from the wound, there should be no scars."

Wen Chu took the medicine, and was just about to take out his school card to pay, but Jiang Yeshan held him down with one hand, and the man handed over his teacher card: "Swipe this." Turning around, he said to Wen Chu: "Song Baifeng is at home now, I'll take you back."

"No need," Wen Chu said, "It's all been smeared with medicine, I can go back to class to study."

Ever since he moved into Song Baifeng's house, it seemed like he was causing trouble for others every day.He didn't want Song Baifeng to know about this.

Jiang Yeshan took back his card from the school doctor, and took Wenchu ​​out without saying a word.

Jiang Yeshan's family is indeed rich and well-known, and it is on the same level as Song Zhi's family, but he is too simple, and he doesn't know where the money is spent. Even the cars that carry people are second-hand.

When he arrived at the place, Jiang Yeshan put his coat on the hanger casually as if he had entered his own home, and walked in.

Wen Chu didn't see Song Baifeng's figure.

Jiang Yeshan pointed to the table of delicious food on the dining table: "I haven't eaten yet. When I called Song Baifeng just now, he arranged for someone to cook it. It should be ready just now. Eat it while it's hot. I'll go talk to him. .”

He said and walked towards the stairs.

Wen Chu looked back, his stomach made a sound in a timely manner, and he sat down at the dining table to eat.

After eating, Wen Chu went upstairs, and when he reached the corner of the second floor, Wen Chu saw at a glance that the door of the study room in front was tightly closed, and a little smell of smoke wafted from the crack of the door below.

Someone is smoking?

He turned around to go back to his room, but suddenly heard the word "Zhong Lin" vaguely.

Wen Chu's footsteps suddenly stopped, he lowered his voice, walked to the door, and listened to the conversation of the two people inside.But the sound insulation here is very good. Wen Chu couldn't hear clearly, so Tangyuan directly helped him amplify the sound, and transmitted the conversation between the two people directly into his ears.

"Zhong Lin is dead, didn't they sound the alarm for those people?"

This is Jiang Yeshan's voice.

"Zhong Lin is private, so he traded weapons with me privately. Those people don't recognize his identity, and his death has no effect on them."

"Zhong Lin's family is in the imperial capital, and his death has nothing to do with the Free Army. They should know that the Free Army has reached out here." Jiang Yeshan said, "Those old guys are afraid of you. Bring it here?"

Song Baifeng sneered: "Submit, who will subdue? If the agreement is not passed, it will not be passed, and my people will not be able to bring it here. It just so happens that I can take a vacation recently."

"What about the free army?" Jiang Yeshan asked.

"Nothing to do, keep looking, and kill if you find it."

"How to find it?" Jiang Yeshan asked.

Song Baifeng didn't speak.

The two were silent together, and after a while Jiang Yeshan suddenly said, "Bai Feng, I've always wanted to ask a question. Did you bring Zhong Huai at home to protect him, or did you use him as a target?"

Judging from their conversation, Zhong Lin was killed by the Free Army, probably because Zhong Lin supplied weapons to Song Baifeng and threatened their safety.

Wen Chu guessed that the Freedom Army might be afraid that Zhong Huai would know something and wanted to kill them all, so using him as a target, maybe the Freedom Army could really be lured out.

Wen Chu's heart skipped a beat, and his intuition told him that the Energy Stone might be related to this incident, connecting Zhong Lin, Zhong Huai, and Song Baifeng together.

He couldn't help moving his footsteps and moved closer to the door.

He was so focused on his thoughts that he didn't notice the slight sound of footsteps, until the door opened with a "click", and a strong smell of smoke wafted out.After Wen Chu saw the person next to him, he came back to his senses.

Wen Chu left the wall, stood up straight, and was caught eavesdropping, he didn't know what to say for a moment.He just lowered his head and scratched the end of his ear.

Song Baifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "Did you hear everything?"

Wen Chu pursed his lower lip, nodded his head and gave a "hmm".

Song Baifeng didn't say anything, he walked directly towards Wen Chu's room, and said to Wen Chu, "Come here."

Wen Chu followed the people and walked over, not knowing what Song Baifeng was going to do.

The medicine brought back from the infirmary was placed on the corner of the table in the room. Song Baifeng lowered his head and rummaged through it, stretched out his fingers and got out of the bed: "Lie down, and take off the clothes."

Wen Chu did not move.

Song Baifeng found the potion, looked up at him, saw that the person hadn't moved, so he simply walked over and lifted his clothes with his hands.

Suddenly there was some cold air in his stomach, Wen Chu couldn't hold back and stepped back a little, but was pulled back by Song Baifeng by the hem of his clothes.

Seeing the large area of ​​red inside, Song Baifeng didn't even frown, as if he was not surprised, he bent down and smeared the medicine on little by little.

His movements were neither light nor heavy, but they couldn't be called gentle. He felt a little pain in his chest again, and Wen Chu said, "I just wiped it off when I came back."

Song Baifeng gave a casual "hmm": "The effect of the medicine doesn't last long, so apply it a few more times." He tugged on the person's clothes, "Don't move, I'll take a look at your wound."

Wen Chu stopped talking, endured the pain and didn't move.

The two fell silent together, and the room was extremely silent.

"I seem to smell your pheromone," Song Baifeng said suddenly, and then he chuckled, "It smells like cherry."

Wen Chu: "..."

He saw that Zhong Huai's memory automatically skipped information that he thought was not very important, and he only knew about it himself.Maybe it was because I was too excited about the fight just now, and I accidentally let go of it.

He really didn't expect his pheromone to be so undominant, Wen Chu thought, it didn't fit his one-on-one status at all.

After applying the medicine, Song Baifeng stood up and said, "Don't think too much about what happened just now, I am at least a major general." He casually threw the medicine back into the bag, put down the corner of Wen Chu's clothes, and smiled, The tone was a bit provocative, "It hasn't fallen to the point where a little cherry-flavored Alpha will be a target for me."