Ding, your little fool is online

If it was normal, Wang Yuyang would definitely roar again, who taught him to ruin his little Yuanxing.But today, he is not only pleased, but also very supportive of his decision.

Those kids need to be taught a lesson.

In addition, before Yuan Xing said that he had helped Ling Qiuchi drive away the group of bad students, Wang Yuyang was a little impatient to see how vicious Xiao Yuan Xing was when they started fighting.

However, considering that the group of children are all minors, Wang Yuyang definitely can't do it himself. If something goes wrong, it will be difficult to deal with it, and it may even affect Ling Qiuchi who is about to take the college entrance examination.

But to deal with this group of children who are still in school, there are always various ways.

Today is Sunday, and there is no class in the afternoon after the exam at noon, and they have to wait until Monday to teach them a lesson.

"Yes." Wang Yuyang nodded, and readily agreed, "Let's go and teach those who bullied Xiaoqiu's brother a lesson, so that they don't dare to bully others again, okay?"

"Okay!" Yuan Xing worked hard, full of justice and cruelty.

Although some bad things happened today, it was still Wang Yuyang's 30th birthday, and the cake Yuan Xing bought for him was still in the refrigerator.Wang Yuyang saw it when he was cooking in the morning. It was an ordinary fruit cake, with white cream and bright red strawberries sprinkled with powdered sugar. In the blank space was a chocolate sign that read "Happy Birthday to Mr. Happy!".

This cake is much simpler than the ones Wang Jianyang has seen in the past, but he can say without hesitation that he likes this simple strawberry cream cake the most, and other fancy things are not easy to use.

"Xiao Yuan is lucky that we eat cake, okay?" Wang Qianyang asked.

Yuan Xing, on the other hand, was only thinking about punishing rape and eradicating evil for his younger brother Xiaoqiu, so he couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "No, don't you want to beat bad guys?"

"We'll deal with those scoundrels when they go to school tomorrow." Wang Yuyang said while stroking his head.

Immediately afterwards, he changed his tone again, pretending to be sour to tease him: "Today is also my birthday, Xiao Yuanxing, Mr. Happy will not be happy if you are so full of other things in your mind."

Yuan Xing really took the bait, stood up hastily from the bed, and nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "I, I almost forgot. Eat, eat cake, Mr. Happy, I wish you a happy birthday, you are more and more handsome, Eat it every day, eat meat."

"Come on, don't talk nonsense, how did you learn all the bells and whistles?" Wang Yuyang stretched out his hand and scratched his nose, "I'm going to cut the cake, come to the restaurant as soon as you get dressed."

The cake was not too big, and there was still some left over for the two of them, so Yuan Xing carefully stuffed the rest of the cake back into the refrigerator, and said to himself: "Keep it, here, for Brother Xiaoqiu to eat."

Wang Jianyang looked at the white cream at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes softened a lot.

His little star is indeed a little angel.

After eating the cake, Wang Yuyang, who had been busy for a long time, planned to take a rest, but as soon as he reached the door of the bedroom, Yuan Xing stopped him: "Mr. Happy, we, what shall we do..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yuyang interrupted him: "Didn't we agree on tomorrow, Yuan Xing?"

"No, it's not." Yuanxing said, "When are we going to buy things for fighting?"

"Fighting stuff?"

This time, Wang Yuyang really had reason to suspect that someone had taught his little star to be broken while he was away, and he knew the process of beating someone up and buying something.

He asked Yuan Xing helplessly, "What do you want to buy?"

"Buy, buy cabbage." Yuan Xing said very seriously.

Well, it seems that it was not taught badly, but taught crookedly.

Yuan Xing wasn't joking at all, last time he was able to help Ling Qiuchi drive away those villains with a few Chinese cabbages, this time he can still do it.

So on Monday the next day, I saw a beautiful landscape at the gate of a famous private high school in Beijing.

Two people, one tall and one short, one handsome and one cute.One holds a giant carrot doll in his hand, and the other carries a bagful of Chinese cabbages.

This combination of "radish and cabbage" that seems to be coming for fun is here to do business today.

On Monday today, all the teachers and students of the school had to raise the national flag and play the national anthem in front of the rostrum. The rules of the private high school are complicated, and the principal can speak for an hour.That group of unscrupulous teenagers would not obediently stand there for an hour, so a few of them hid in the classroom laughing and playing games and pushing crystals.

I don't know what method Wang Jianyang used to easily sneak into the school with Yuan Xing, and successfully found Ling Qiuchi's class.Ling Qiuchi didn't come to school today, the books and papers were violently piled on the table, crumpled together, looking messy.

And those who bullied Ling Qiuchi yesterday were sitting in the bottom row of the classroom, all of them holding their mobile phones and swearing nonstop.

"I'm relying on you to be so weak! Are you a coward in the back?"

"Damn my residual blood, why don't you go when you are full of blood?"

"Fuck, I'm a mid laner! I'm a mage! You're a tank! Bronze is fucking bronze, you can't even carry it with a belt!"

"Let's rely on it, don't beat it, aren't you a gold rank, I'm going to the toilet, I'm about to suffocate."

While talking, he pushed open the door of the classroom, and was pushed back into the classroom before he could walk half a step out. He staggered and knocked against the desks and chairs behind him, and sat on the ground with his buttocks grinning.

The companion obviously started a new game, and asked him without raising his head: "Third brother, you can't even walk the fucking way?"

What answered them was the sound of closing the door with a "bang", and the doors and windows were trembling slightly.

Several people raised their heads, and when they saw Wang Yuyang entering the classroom, their expressions changed, and they immediately stood up, looking at Wang Yuyang with vigilant eyes.

These four little kids are all quite tall, but none of them are as tall as Wang Jianyang.Not only that, but they all have the height to bluff people, and they don't have much flesh on their bodies. The sum of all of them may not be as good as Wang Jianyang's ability to fight alone.

Although they just had a face-to-face meeting yesterday, these children ran away.

But today they relied on surveillance in the classroom, and after the national flag was raised, the students would come back. In addition, this person who seemed to be able to fight brought a little weak chicken who couldn't help beating, so they were very confident.

"Uncle." The mid laner provocatively said, "How is Ling Qiuchi? Did you pee your pants when you got home? We said yesterday to push him to the bathroom, but he didn't want to, so our brother kindly helped him out." Whistling. He pissed a lot yesterday, hahahaha, the smell is so fucking bad."

This child is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but his words and words are extremely dirty and vicious.

Wang Yuyang tightly grasped the carrot doll he used to teach the landlord a lesson last time, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging. Anger gradually ignited in his calm eyes just now, and he was ready to go.

They seemed to be the only one who followed the lead of the mid laner. Seeing that he was the first to launch a team to attack, they immediately followed.

The tank that fell on the ground seemed to have been hit to the waist, grinning in pain and still wanting to speak harshly: "Yes, yes, hahaha."

Mid laner: "..."

Forget it, bronze is bronze.

The shooter recognized him by the Chinese cabbage in Yuanxing's hand, and last time Yuanxing's weapon had some noodles in addition to a few Chinese cabbage, so he used what he thought was the best tone, sarcasm: "Why didn't you bring it?" Where are the noodles?"

This one is silver.

Mid laner: "I can't take it, I can't take it..."

The last assistant was on the sidelines happily: "Hahaha, uncle, what are you bringing? Are you using this to help that little bastard Ling Qiuchi? Hahahaha carrot doll and Dabai..."

Before "vegetables" could be said, Yuan Xing threw the cabbage in his hand to the boy's face quickly, hard and accurately, and directly smashed his nose to bleed out.

Yuan Xing said angrily: "Bad, scoundrel! You are not allowed to say that, brother Xiaoqiu! I, I will smash you!"

As he spoke, he threw the second and third cabbage, small cabbage, baby cabbage, not only hitting the support, but also throwing the mid laner and shooter next to him.

When the cabbage clapper hit their faces, blood and red marks were seen, and those people shrank back in pain.

The assistant panicked when he saw the blood, and he hurriedly milked himself: "I rely on me to get dizzy!" After saying that, she really fainted.

It seems that the unexported word "dish" is to describe myself, the real dish.

In a team of four, one is dead and one is disabled, leaving a crispy mid laner and a crispy shooter, and everything in the jungle will die.

"Damn." Seeing that his assistant was bleeding half his face, Zhong Dan immediately yelled and pointed at Wang Yuyang, "Uncle, you are so fucking serious, aren't you afraid that we will kill him with a small oil bottle? There is a school here, you are sure to move with us..."

It is not unreasonable to say that the villain died because of talking too much. Wang Yuyang also preemptively attacked him like Yuan Xing. He was too lazy to talk nonsense. .

Wang Qianyang withdrew his hand and frowned: "There's a lot of fucking nonsense."

Seeing this, the archer immediately stood up, and threw his fist at Yuan Xing, intending to pick the soft persimmon first.

He is the stronger one among the four, and he is the first one to stand up when fighting and making troubles. He thinks he is very loyal, but in front of a king-level jungler like Wang Yuyang, he still groaned and was kicked. Kicked back.

It is impossible to move Yuan Xing.

"Yuan Xing, stand up a little bit more." Wang Yuyang said coldly, pulling a chair to Yuan Xing casually, "You stare at the one sitting on the ground, don't let him get up, if he thinks of hitting you, just hit him with something, It’s okay to smash to death.”

"En!" Yuan Xing held up a Chinese cabbage, and together with Wang Yuyang, he gave the boy sitting on the ground a fierce look.

Hearing this, the tank, which was trying to stand up just now, immediately panicked.

Because he saw that this man's expression was full of cruelty and determination, it seemed that he really wanted to kill them.

When Wang Yuyang came here, he actually had a little bit of concern about taking action against minors, especially since he had Yuan Xing with him, two pairs of four, what if something went wrong and Yuan Xing was injured.

But after arriving here, he found that not only did these children not realize their mistakes, but they were proud of it and made it worse.All of them are not only cowardly, but also poisonous and stupid. They dare not fight, and they have no brains when speaking. They are completely capitalized "garbage".

Ling Qiuchi is a disabled person. As Ling Qiuchi's peers and classmates, they not only did not treat him kindly with their beautiful side, but attacked and tortured him with their own viciousness.He has a bad attitude and never repents. After being punished by the school time and time again, he got worse.

As a result, the courage and trust that Qiuchi had finally established with this world collapsed time and time again.

Such people, Wang Jianyang felt that even if they were killed, death would not be a pity.

Now that he knew who these children were, he no longer cared about minors or minors.

Seeing the mid laner take out a steel pipe from the desk drawer, Wang Jianyang quickly stepped forward a few steps, and made another "Hu Luobei Headshot Kill", knocking out the steel pipe in his hand.

Then quickly, reached out, grabbed his neck, and sent him back hard, hitting the back of his head hard against the back wall of the classroom.

"Fuck you." Wang Jianyang paused every word, and slightly tightened the strength of his hands.

"Didn't your family teach you how to be a human being? Every day, you come out to bite people like a mad dog."

The boy's neck was strangled, his mouth grew wide, his expression was painful and he was unable to speak.

"Speak." Wang Yuyang picked up the steel pipe and tapped him on the head, "Aren't you very good at BB just now? Believe it or not, I can keep you out of this classroom today?"

The boy next to him who was planning to attack Yuan Xing immediately gave up. They usually bully others with steel pipes to scare them.The students around were too lazy to argue with this group of mangy dogs, and didn't pay much attention to them.They had never experienced such a real fight like today, and they were beaten like a few quails by Wang Yuyang alone.

Cowardly like a dog.

"Ah, ah..." The boy uttered broken syllables from his mouth, and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Wang Qianyang withdrew his hand before the saliva dripped down, and shook it in the air in disgust, as if he had touched something dirty.

The boy covered his throat, bent over, and coughed violently.

At this time, only twenty minutes have passed since Wang Yuyang and Yuan Xing pushed the door open.

In less than half an hour, these bastards

"It's really poisonous and stupid." Wang Jian looked at him condescendingly, "Go out and bark without learning how to fight, it's embarrassing."

"Uncle, Uncle." The shooter said tremblingly, "I, we are usually joking with that little disabled... and Ling Qiuchi, yesterday it was confiscated, when you came, we were preparing, pushing, pushing him away Toilet. We really can’t blame us. Ling Qiuchi is a handicapped person, and it’s inconvenient for him to do many things at ordinary times. , willing to take care of him."

Up to this time, I'm still talking hard.

These words completely angered Wang Yuyang. Although Ling Qiuchi has a bad temper, he is not like at home at school. He is a child who knows how to handle things at home. .

But before he opened his mouth to teach the shooter a lesson, Yuan Xing threw a cabbage over.

He widened his eyes and pointed angrily at the boy who had just spoken.

"You, you lied! You were going to push Xiaoqiu's little brother's wheelchair last time!" Yuan Xing gritted his teeth and said, "He, he can't walk anymore. He sits in a wheelchair every day, and his legs hurt every day. You still treat him like that! If it's you, you are being bullied every day, what do you think!"

"You are definitely not, you are not like Brother Xiaoqiu, you must go home and cry every day! No, you don't come to school! You bunch of bad guys are not as good as Brother Xiaoqiu! Send you all to the police Uncle there!"

"Also, there is also Xiaoqiu's younger brother's temper, it's not so bad! It's you, it's not good! You bunch of scoundrels! Scoundrels!"

Yuan Xing said such a long paragraph emotionally, and the more he spoke, the more emotional he became, the language organization was unclear, and he even stomped his feet.

But he was angry, distressed, and sad for his brother Xiaoqiu, all of which were contained in these words.

Turn it into his weapon, his shield, attack the enemy and protect our little brother Xiaoqiu.

After Yuan Xing finished speaking, his shoulders and chest heaved violently, and he even gasped, and his eyes were slightly red, and he didn't know if he was almost crying because of anger or because of Ling Qiuchi.

The air was silent, only Yuanxing was panting heavily.

After a while, "Puff." The silence was broken, and it was the boy who had just spoken who laughed, his shoulders trembling, probably because he thought Yuan Xing's stuttering and aggressive tone and appearance were amusing.

In short, not only did he have no repentance, but he didn't care about it, and laughed at his little luck.

Wang Jianyang was suddenly angry from his heart, his face was cold, his eyes were full of cold light, his whole body exuded hostility, and he picked up that Hu Luobei again and wanted to smash it down.

"What are you doing! Put down the things in your hands!"

The teacher who came to patrol found the situation in this classroom, and immediately opened the door to stop Wang Yuyang.

"You two aren't students, are you? How did you get in? And those of you who wear school uniforms and don't go to raise the flag, come out for me! Fighting in the classroom, have you grown up?"

Only then did Wang Yuyang slowly put down the carrot doll in his hand, and swept it around and sat on the ground expressionlessly. The three people who had lost their combat effectiveness pulled Yuan Xing out of the door first.

When passing by the boy who was first kicked back to the classroom by Wang Yuyang, Yuan Xing obviously smelled an unpleasant smell.

He covered his nose and looked down, only to see that the boy's pants and the floor under his body were already wet, and the yellow liquid was still spreading outward.