C50 (2/2)

”Damn, this Ye Qian's brain must be stupid, he is still pretending to be cool at this time!”

”He was a fool in the first place, and I thought that he had returned to normal. To think that he would not have recovered at all!”

The boys from Class 11 began to discuss in hushed tones.

However, the girls' thoughts were completely different from those of the boys. Although they were frightened, they didn't dare to say anything. However, their eyes were all staring straight at Ye Qian, feeling that what Ye Qian had just said was too domineering, too interesting. From their point of view, boys should be like this. No matter what evil forces they met, they could not lower their heads and submit to them. Ye Qian was the real man, the true man of steel and blood.

Facing Ye Qian's unexpected reaction, Ma Liu was first stunned, and then laughed instead of getting angry: ”Dammit, your little bastard, it's really interesting huh?”

Sixth brother, why are you wasting time with this brat. Just capture him and give him to the Brother Zhou.

The lackey beside Ma Liu was extremely impatient. As he spoke, he reached out his hand to grab Ye Qian's exam papers.

”The good show has begun, the good play has begun. Young Master Yu, how many waves do you think Stupid Ye can endure?”

You're overestimating Stupid Ye, even if he comes, it would be useless, not to mention Stupid Ye. You really think of him as someone important? ” Qiao Yu said in disdain towards Zhao Longxing, without any trace of politeness.

But in the next moment, both Qiao Yu and the entire Class 11 students were dumbfounded.

Ye Qian's arm did not move at all, and then, the chair underneath him swiveled with a creak, as he turned his body and kicked. The hoodlum who was about to grab Ye Qian's paper didn't even know what was happening as he was sent flying. With a ”clang” sound, he crashed into the door of the classroom and collapsed like a deflated ball.

Ye Qian didn't even turn his head around, he was still doing his exam papers, and said indifferently: ”You wasted two seconds of my exam time, you truly deserve to die!”

Ye Qian's move caused everyone's jaws to drop, and their entire Class 11 began to panic: Was this still Ye Qian?! Is it still the Stupid Ye that we know? This is too cool, too fortress, isn't it? He had long heard that Ye Qian had tidied up Shi Ting and Qiao Yu, and even beat up Wang Xian, who was in the dorm. He never thought that this guy was so terrifying that he could send him flying with a single kick.

”Fuck, Stupid Ye must have taken some aphrodisiac, why is he so fierce?” Qiao Yu's heart skipped a beat as he felt a slight chill in his heart.

Let alone Qiao Yu, even Ma Liu was dumbfounded. They were all sly old foxes that roamed the world, and had participated in many small and large battles, but Ma Liu had never seen such a thing, being able to kick a person flying with a single kick.

His mouth was wide open. He couldn't enter, nor could he retreat. Ma Liu was already at a loss as to what to do.

At the door, Zhou Zhaoyang stomped his feet and cursed: ”F * ck, Ma Liu is still too young, I got scolded by that brat, that brat is not someone to be trifled with. Brothers, you guys go help Ma Liu. ”Remember, do not charge at them one by one. Do not give that kid any reaction time. You must press him to death as soon as possible!”

In the end, Zhou Zhaoyang had fought with Ye Qian before, so he knew how powerful Ye Qian was. If Ye Qian was really trash, he wouldn't have called so many people over.

The hoodlums closest to Zhou Zhaoyang all nodded their heads, and six or seven people with steel rods rushed into the classroom. Their footsteps were quick, and as they walked, they berated: ”Ma Liu, what are you all standing there for?

The man had just finished speaking, and before Ma Liu could even react, Ye Qian's left hand moved, and fiercely slapped the stage. Clang! The entire stage trembled, and the chalk box on the stage was immediately lifted into the air. Then, Ye Qian casually patted it, and for a moment, a few broken pieces of white chalk whistled out like bullets.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

These chalk strokes were extremely precise, passing Ma Liu and directly hitting the bodies of the six or seven hoodlums who were rushing in from the door. These six or seven lackeys were even worse off than Ma Liu. They didn't even manage to touch Ye Qian's fur as they were directly smashed by the chalk and smashed into the ground while howling in pain.

”Even f * cking. Oh my god, what did I see just now? Can chalk be used as a concealed weapon?”

”I must not have woken up, it must have been like this. I must go back to sleep. I must be under too much pressure from studying recently, I must be dreaming! ”

”Did you see that, did you see that, Ye Qian's movements just now were really cool!”

”Yeah yeah, this seems to be a plot that would only appear in dramas, right?! It's too cool, I never thought that Ye Qian would actually be so handsome!”

”Could this be the legendary martial arts expert?”

Qiao Yu could no longer believe his eyes. He originally thought that these lackeys would suddenly help him with his attack, but he never thought that it would actually be a painful backstab. Qiao Yu shook his head frantically, ”Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. How could something like this happen? It must be because these hoodlums are too weak, it must be like this. ”

Just when the entire Class 11 sank into a wave of pleasant surprise, shock, and disbelief. Ye Qian finally stopped the pen in his hand, and picked up the test paper from the table and blew it, smiling with satisfaction: ”I'm finally done writing! This damn exam, it really made your father's back ache. ”

At this time, Ma Liu was the closest to Ye Qian, and hence, he could understand the words the most clearly. Ma Liu thought: What the f * ck is this? Is it a Chinese character?

However, just as Ma Liu was in a daze, an iron pincer clamped onto his arm, followed by a cold and cruel voice, ”Do you know what is an Indian Flying Pancake?”