Meiqiang suffers from pain and never forgets me [quick wear]

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Chapter 72 The Obedient School Bully (2)

The midsummer sun is still brilliant, and the golden light shines through the gaps in the leaves on the thin boy in front of him. His temperament is so clean that it seems to be able to drive away the boring heat.

He was holding the telescopic baton in his hand, and his dignified eyebrows were a bit like watching a show. The summer cicada chirping sounded from the green shade, echoing faintly in the quiet corridor.

Song Jin's hand holding Tiger Head's wrist loosened unconsciously.

His dark eyes reflected the long and tall figure in front of him, like a pebble falling into a bottomless ancient pool, causing tiny ripples on the surface of the pool.

very nice.

Song Jin can only be described with these three words.

This was the first time he saw such a good-looking person, and...

she helped him.

Song Jin's eyelashes trembled slightly. When he looked into those light brown eyes, he realized that his current behavior was a bit impolite, but he couldn't bear to look away.

The tiger head broke free from the restraints and quickly escaped from his attack range. The rolling and crawling posture looked quite embarrassing.

"Fuck you...who are you?" Tiger Head cursed angrily, covering his stomach.

The three younger brothers around him also gathered around him, all talking about their boss.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"Damn, this kid actually has the nerve to ask for help."

"Looks like a useless sick man, let's go together! There are so many people today, I don't believe we can't defeat him..."

Before they finished speaking, they saw a fat figure running not far away.

Director Zhang, panting under the scorching sun, ran towards here, followed by a security guard holding a big fork. The two men chased him aggressively, and the big steel fork in the security guard's hand shone coldly under the scorching sun. It looked like Extraordinarily fierce.

"You guys! What are you doing!"

Director Zhang stopped in front of this small group of people. He didn't even have time to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and started to scold: "Your family sent you to school just to let you in school." Did you have any sense of self-consciousness as a student? I think you are all tired of living..."

Tiger Head was obviously a little wary of Director Zhang. No matter how dissatisfied he looked on his face, he did not refute in front of him and just sat there. Sitting on the chair that was half covered by green vines, with a somewhat ugly expression, he stretched out his hand to cover his painful knee that had just been kicked. The pain was so severe that he even frowned tightly.

Halfway through the scolding, Director Zhang suddenly thought of something.

He turned his head and subconsciously looked at the baby bump standing next to him.

"You Xuan, are you okay?"

The fair-skinned sick man was standing in the sun. He put the telescopic baton back with ease, holding it in his hand casually and playing with it. There was a hint of nonchalance in his raised eyes. .

"It's okay." The patient in their mouth slightly arched his eyebrows, "It's just these classmates who have personally attacked me, which makes me feel a little depressed now, and..." He glanced past Director Zhang very lightly