Chapter 21 (1/2)

Ye Zhiqiu looked around his own several people, disdainful smile, ”you do not come, I can continue to ha.”

Several senior students are scared, just playing a stand. As for the heavy start?

”We conceded...” br >

Yes, we conceded... We conceded. ”

The remaining senior students shouted in horror that they didn't want to break a few bones.

The seven people lying on the ground are in front of their eyes. The twisted hands and feet hurt. No one wants to go through the tragedy. They are only eleven or two year old children.

Wang Sheng, the third dance of Tang Dynasty, also solved their opponents at this time, surrounded by them, and watched Ye Zhiqiu beat the people who fell down. They were all frowned. Qiu Ge is too heavy to start his hand...

although it is inevitable to hurt a group of people, Qiu Ge obviously hurt intentionally...

it is estimated that there will be a good explanation for them.

These senior students are no longer considered to be light injuries. It is estimated that even if there is the assistant soul master of the Department of treatment, you will also have to keep a month's injury. Unless there is a high-level Department of therapy to assist the soul master, notting junior college obviously does not have this face to invite such a person to move.

”What, you are fighting, and you want to lose now. But I want to ask for forgiveness and give up? There is such a good thing in the world? ” Ye Zhiqiu raises a dangerous arc at the corner of his mouth. I can't reduce hundreds of negative emotions without you?

So, you should lie down.

Ye Zhiqiu, totally ignoring the frightened look of the senior students, is trying to continue to do it...

br > a Qiu... ”Br >

Qiu Ge, that's OK. Let them go. ”

The three kings of Tang Dynasty and others were surrounded by him. Ye Zhiqiu was held by death, and he was not allowed to go on.

Even the most cheerful dance that was previously clamored was silent, and there was a bit of intolerable color in my eyes.

In the persuasion of the public, ye Zhiqiu calms down slightly, and the soul power in his body slowly subsides.

At this moment, he suddenly felt all over the body, all without pain.

So many boxing and kicks that had been hard hit before, now they are all bruised. Especially on the back, if lifting clothes, can see the dense bruise mark, it looks terrible.

Calm down the first time to realize that his just state is a bit wrong.

He is not a kind of aggressive and killing person. This time, he even made a heavy hand on these teenagers. Even after they conceded to beg for mercy, he wanted to continue to fight them, so as to earn hundreds of negative emotional values?

This does not conform to his character, ye Zhiqiu frowns.

Forget it. Now it's not time to think about it, and solve the immediate situation.

Ye Zhiqiu looks at three senior students standing not far away, and his face is cold, which is what he deliberately pretends to be.

This kind of yezhiqiu let the three people is scared again. Didn't you let us go?

”When Xiao Qiyu wakes up, he tells him that the boss of the Nordic junior soul division college has changed. Yes, remember to let him pay the protection fee every week, and clean the garden in the south of the playground. If you don't do it, hum... ”Ye Zhiqiu has a flash of cold light in his eyes, although he doesn't spit out the words later, but the people present can make up the meaning of the second half of the paragraph.

”Let's go...” greet the third and third people in Tang Dynasty, and ye Zhiqiu turns away with a group of people.

This relieved the three high-grade students who were all over tight, and ye Zhiqiu gave them too much psychological pressure. The man was cruel, not like a child of only 67 years old, and they would never want to stand against such a person any more.