The strongest healer

Chapter 24 The First Day

All the food in the spoon splashed out, and part of it even landed on Brother Tong's hair opposite, making a sticky mess.

The smile he tried so hard to fake cracked, he raised his hand to touch his hair, and touched the paste substance in his hand. He smeared it on the clothes of the boy next to him with disgust, his face became gloomy and twisted.

"Catch her!"

The boy who had been standing on Song Shi's back ready to attack, as soon as he got the order, he put his elbow around Song Shi's neck and pulled back hard.

Song Shi's breath was suffocated, and his upper body was forced to lean back.

She raised her hand to break off the opponent's arm. The hard and swollen muscles were like a giant steel arm, which could not be shaken in the slightest.

The steel spoon she had been holding in her right hand came into play at this time. She slid her fingers down to hold the head of the spoon, and stabbed his arm hard with the relatively sharp handle of the steel spoon.

"what!"

The handle of the spoon was polished and rounded, and it only penetrated about one centimeter. It was blocked by muscles and could not go deeper.

The boy above him screamed, but did not let go. Song Shi pulled out the steel spoon and stabbed him again.

But his hand was held.

The fingers were opened little by little, and the spoon was forcefully taken away.

The other people sitting around the table had already gathered around in this short period of time. Two people grabbed Song Shi's arms from the left and the right, and lifted her up forcefully.

The boy who was clamping Song Shi's neck finally let go of his arm. There was a bloody hole in his arm, and blood was left along the tendons. He grinned in pain and hurriedly pulled off his clothes and bandages.

Song Shi was half-dragged and half-dragged in front of Brother Tong. She struggled violently, and there was a faint tendency for the two of them to break away from her.

Brother Tong winked, and two more people came over and grabbed Song Shi's arms. Only four strong boys could hold Song Shi in place.

People eating at the surrounding tables had been startled by the movement and dispersed.

The controllers never looked this way.

"Is the camera on?" Brother Tong stood up, moved his wrist a few times, turned to ask a boy behind him.

"It's open." The younger brother actually had an optical brain on his wrist. He raised it and pointed it at Song Shi.

Optical brains are contraband here. If the other party can produce an optical brain, they must have the tacit approval of the controller.

"Okay, then remember to take pictures clearly. I'm still waiting to exchange it for money."

Brother Tong said, clenching his right hand into a fist, letting out a sigh, and punched Song Shi in the abdomen.

Song Shi groaned, and the color on his face instantly faded. The pain spread from his abdomen to his internal organs. His internal organs were violently squeezed, and his mind was cleared of thoughts in an instant.

Her head hung down and she gritted her teeth to hold back from screaming. The veins on her forehead were pulsing, and the blood vessels on her neck were prominent.

"Aren't you horizontal?!"

Her hair was grabbed, and the person named Tong raised her face to the camera.

"Come, face the camera and say, 'I was wrong, please spare me, I will never dare to do it again', and I will let you go!"

Song Shi's eyes slowly focused and she opened her mouth slightly. The smell of blood came up. She ignored it and looked at the camera, showing one side of her white teeth.

Brother Tong's face darkened, and he punched Song Shi in the face with his fist, "Don't you know good from evil!"

Song Shi's face twisted weakly.

Someone pinched her chin again, forcing her to raise her head to face the camera.

Song Shi raised his eyelids and looked at Brother Tong, who was unprepared for her in front of her.

"Haven't you ever heard that hitting someone doesn't mean hitting someone in the face?"

With a hoarse voice, Song Shi used all his strength to slam his head forward.

There was a crisp "bang" sound. It was the sound of a broken nose bone.

Brother Tong couldn't help but avoid being hit by this blow, and he covered the bridge of his nose with tears.

The four people dragging Song Shi's arms immediately panicked. Two of them went to help Brother Tong, while the other two pulled Song Shi back. Song Shi lifted his leg before them and kicked Brother Tong's weak spot.

She hadn't moved her legs for so long, just waiting for this perfect opportunity.

The distance and angle are just right.

Brother Tong, who was only covering his nose, never thought that the real danger was coming.

"Ahhh-"

The screams resounded throughout the entire cafeteria. The cafeteria was large and the echoes were endless.

The remaining two people who were restraining Song Shi's arms panicked. Originally, the two of them were reluctant to trap Song Shi, but Song Shi seized the opportunity and instantly broke free of his weakest right hand and grabbed the food on the table. Pan, hitting the person who was still twisting her left arm.

When the man saw the dinner plate coming towards him, he subconsciously let go. Song Shi threw the dinner plate out to attract his attention, then turned around and rushed towards Brother Tong.

Brother Tong is being carefully supported by his men.

Song Shi squeezed in from the middle like a vicious dog, which no one expected.

Brother Tong was knocked down directly and fell backwards on the ground. The pain in his lower parts prevented him from making much struggle. He screamed and asked his men to pull Song Shi away.

Before his men could react and pull Song Shi away, Song Shi's fists had already rained down.

Every blow hit him in the face with maximum force.

"Hit someone without hitting someone in the face! Hit someone without hitting someone in the face! Hit someone without hitting someone in the face!!"

Three punches in a row, the person under his hand was hit with bruises and swollen face, beyond recognition.

The person who recorded the video also urgently put down his optical brain to stop him. With a dozen hands, he forcefully pulled Song Shi off and threw him to the ground.

His abdomen was injured twice in the impact. Song Shi's body twitched and he struggled to get up.

Those people had already surrounded her and put a foot on her back, pressing her whole body back to the ground. Her arms were twisted back and her legs were controlled.

Brother Tong was helped up. His eyes were so swollen that it was difficult to see the scene in front of him clearly, but he knew that he had just been beaten.

He could vaguely see Song Shi who was suppressed on the ground. The pain in his lower body was nothing in front of the burning anger. He staggeredly supported the arm of one of his subordinates and walked to Song Shi who was lying on the ground. , kicked him on the back several times.

"I'll make you crazy! I'll make you crazy! Dare to resist! I'll let you know who is the boss here!"

Blood overflowed from Song Shi's pursed lips. The hands twisted behind her back were clenched into fists, their joints turned white. She struggled to move away as hard as she could. The strap even got stuck in her flesh, but to no avail. Under the pressure of so many people, , her strength is too weak.

After another seven or eight kicks, Brother Tong finally relieved himself. The pain in his lower body could not be relieved. He wiped the sweat from his head and directed the others, "You continue, give her a breath, and send the video to me after the video is taken." "

"Yes."

Two younger brothers helped him leave, and the remaining younger brothers released their grip on Song Shi.

Song Shi had nothing to let go of her hands. She put her elbows on the ground and tried to sit up. As soon as she was five centimeters off the ground, punches and kicks fell on her.

Song Shi's body was arched like a shrimp and he held his head in his hands.

I don’t know how long the beating lasted, until Song Shi’s eyes went black, her mind gradually blurred into a ball of mush, the sound of beatings and scolding gradually faded away, her chin was twisted, and a camera with a flashing green light was pointed at her. It took two or three seconds.

The surroundings were finally quiet.

Song Shi weakly raised his wrist, took off the watch that was deeply embedded in his flesh, held it in his hand, and lay on his back on the floor of the cafeteria, unconscious.

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(End of this chapter)