Save Honkai Gong [Rebirth]

Shen Fu withdrew his hand in displeasure, and pushed Master Shen Fu away in front of him. Master Shen Fu didn't do anything excessive after being pushed away, but just smiled contemptuously.

"Come here quickly, Shen Xun." The anxious homeroom teacher waved to him, but looked at Master Shen Fu with some fear.

Shen Jian lowered his head and walked over, but before he got close to her, Master Shen Fu's deep voice sounded behind him: "Kneel down."

"..." Shen Xian's dark eyes gradually darkened, and he didn't intend to listen to him at all, and continued to move forward.

But Shen Fushi smiled: "Is that bitch still locked in the cell now? You came back at this time, isn't it just to ask me to help her?"

He took a step.

"So?" Shen Fushi walked forward slowly, passed him by, sat on the chair with his slender legs raised, and looked at him with his head propped up: "Is this the attitude you begged me for?"

"..." Shen Xian's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and Andy's desolate smiling face suddenly flashed in his mind, with clenched fists in his sleeves.

Afterwards, his five fingers loosened gradually, his knees bent, and he knelt down on the ground.

This sudden kneeling action also stunned a group of Zheng Xing's relatives.Before, this little brat couldn't squeeze out a word of apology through his teeth, but now he actually kneeled down to them.

Master Shen Fu raised his hand, pointed at Zheng Xing who was protected by his relatives, and said in a low voice, "Come here."

Zheng Xing's mother frowned, and asked vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"

"What are you doing?" Master Shen Fu looked at Shen Xian: "Of course it is to ask for an explanation for your son. Don't worry, Master Shen Fu has always done things fairly and justly, and will not favor my son."

Although Zheng Xing's family was vigilant, they let Zheng Xing go over.

Zheng Xing swallowed, and walked up to Master Shen Fu, but he didn't dare to get too close to him, keeping a safe distance of one meter from him, and shouted timidly: "Uncle..."

Master Shen Fu asked, "How did Shen Xian hurt you?"

Zheng Xing said truthfully: "Hit my eyes with your fist."

"Hmm..." Master Shen Fu pointed to Shen Xian who was kneeling not far away, his eyes turned cold, and he said coldly: "How did he hit you, and how do you hit back now."

"Ah?" Zheng Xing looked at Master Shen Fu in surprise.

"If you tell me to hit you, hit it." Wei Jiaojiao smiled gloatingly, "Don't worry, his father just wants you to educate him. We will pay you what should be paid."

"Compensation?" Zheng Xing's father's ears were erect when he heard this word, and said, "How much do you want to compensate our Zheng Xing?"

Wei Jiaojiao: "How much do you want?"

Zheng Xing's father cleared his throat, straightened his body, and stretched out three fingers in a pretending calm posture.

Wei Jiaojiao wondered, "How much?"

Zheng Xing's mother gave him a wink, and he said with little confidence: "Thirty thousand."

"Okay." Wei Jiaojiao gave them a disgusted look, took out a few stacks of red banknotes from her bag, and threw them in front of them without counting.

Zheng Xing's father happily picked up the money.

Zheng Xing stood there at a loss. In fact, his injury was not as serious as his parents said, it was just swollen, and there was no risk of blindness as they said.

He felt a little guilty, shrunk his neck and looked at Master Shen Fu, who was also looking at him, and raised his eyebrows at him, as if signaling him to let him play Shen Fu.

Zheng Xing's mother also said: "Xing'er, go and beat him. His father said so, you won't lose if you beat him. We can't suffer for nothing."

"I..." Zheng Xing hesitated.

The head teacher was furious: "Why are you doing this! If you educate your children in this way, your child's concept will become bad!"

Wei Jiaojiao stopped the female teacher with a smile, and said: "Teacher, you don't understand this. This is called treating another person in the same way, so that he will remember clearly, and he will not dare to beat others in the future." Woolen cloth."

"You...you are making too much sense!"

Both families were a little impatient.

The Zheng family was afraid that the Shen family would go back on their word, so they kept urging: "Zheng Xing, go fight. After the fight, this matter will be settled."

At this moment, the closed office door was pushed open. The door opened unexpectedly, causing all the students who were lying on the door to eavesdrop, to fall down. Only Fan Yuan stood firmly.

Fan Yuan swallowed nervously, and shouted, "Report...report!"

Old Liu, who sat inside and didn't care about world affairs, saw the baby lump in his class coming, he was startled, stood up, and said, "Fan Yuan, what are you doing here?"

"I..." Fan Yuan took a deep breath, and under Shen Fushi's playful gaze, he plucked up his courage and walked in, "I have something to do with Shen Fu."

Hearing the sound, Shen Xian raised his head, looked at Fan Yuan who was walking towards him with red eyes, all the grievances poured out in his eyes at this moment, and he couldn't pretend.

"Brother..." He called softly.

Fan Yuan also agreed, and stretched out his hand to him: "Yes. I will take you away."

He pulled him up off the ground.

Shen Fushi's deep voice sounded: "I haven't given the explanation yet, where do you want to go?"

Fan Yuan lowered his eyebrows, and after a moment of silence, he turned his head to look at Zheng Xing: "Hit me. How did Shen Jian hit you, and why are you hitting me now."

"Brother..." Shen Jian stretched out his hand and wanted to hug him, but Fan Yuan sternly shouted: "Stand there for me and don't move!"

Fan Yuan's always gentle face sank.Perhaps because he had never seen him like this before, Shen Xian was slightly stunned.

"Fan Yuan! What are you doing! Go back to the classroom!"

Old Liu was very anxious, he didn't like to take care of this kind of thing, and Shen Fushi's background was not simple, so he couldn't take care of it.

Fan Yuan just added unnecessary trouble to him by doing so.

"Student, senior...it's none of your business..." Zheng Xing said nervously.

Fan Yuan glared at him, and shouted at Zheng Xing: "If you tell me to hit you, hit him!"

Maybe because he scared him, Zheng Xing really punched him, closed his eyes, and punched him: "Yes... I'm sorry, senior!"

This punch was indeed struck, but it was intercepted in time in mid-air.

Shen Xian appeared next to Fan Yuan with a cold face, the originally aggrieved eyes became lifeless at this moment, like a deep pool of stagnant water without any emotion.

"Shen Xian...don't worry about this matter...I..." Before Fan Yuan could finish his sentence, he led him away in full view of everyone.

Wei Jiaojiao's sharp voice came from the office: "Shen Xian, stop! You are so courageous! You dare to disobey your father's words!"

However, at this moment, Shen Xian seemed to be a different person, he didn't pay attention to them at all, under the watchful eyes of his classmates, he aggressively pushed Fan Yuan into the roof, and locked the roof door behind him.

"What's wrong with you?" Fan Yuan frowned, pulled back the hand he was holding tightly, and said anxiously: "You pulled me out just now, and your father will not let you go easily, do you still want to?" ..."

Shen Jian interrupted him: "What do you think?"

He stood in place and looked back and forth at him with an infatuated expression. After looking at him for a while, he grinned, with a trace of evil in his smile.

With this smile, Fan Yuan instantly recalled the eyes under the mask before, when Shen Xian looked at him with gentle and strange eyes.

His heart skipped a beat, he was quite frightened by his appearance, cold sweat broke out on his back, and when he realized it, his legs were uncontrollably backing back again and again.

Shen Xun pressed forward step by step, and the invisible aura oppressed Fan Yuan.

Looking at Fan Yuan's terrified face, he was a little displeased, and asked, "Why do you show such an expression?"

"..." Fan Yuan panted slightly, unable to answer.

step……

two steps...

There is no going back in the end.

Shen Jian forced him to a corner, locked him in the corner with his hands, sniffed the fragrance of his hair with the tip of his nose, and moved his lips down his temples at an ambiguous distance.

Fan Yuan snorted and turned his face uncomfortably.

The warm lips grazed his earlobe again, and then a hoarse voice sounded next to his ear: "Are you afraid of me? Why are you afraid of me?"