Ghost School

Chapter 50 You tied the wrong person!
Ni Bentai's face turned green and evil with the cold feeling, and his whole face began to distort with the spread of the black smoke. For a moment, the short sleeves on his upper body seemed to be on fire, and became a ghost in the eyes of the four people. With wisps of black smoke, a middle-aged wretched man with a big belly but extremely evil appeared just like that!

But this wretched man showed his particularly bad figure to be particularly strong, with his arms crossed, like a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles have eyepatch, Ni Bentai has glasses, but let him take them off.

With an evil smile on his face, Ni Bentai took off his black-rimmed glasses, which were as high as five hundred degrees, and threw them on the ground in a chic manner. I will crush you like these glasses!"

As he spoke, Ni Bentai exerted force on his feet, and his body rushed towards the four of them like the wind!

The hard leather shoes made a clanging sound on the ground. Those who didn't know it thought that this perverted teacher turned into Bruce Lee, and wanted to clean up the four of them with a Jeet Kune Do meal.

Li Yitu and Li Wudao looked solemn, and they stepped forward at the same time, blocking Zhang Xiaomeng and Long Pang.

Ni Biantai, who was 1.5 meters tall, jumped up high, and kicked the two people's chests fiercely with both feet.

Li Yitu and Li Wudao raised their arms to block their faces almost at the same time. Ni Biantai slammed his feet down. Before the feet arrived, Li Yitu and Li Wudao smelled a strong smell of feet first!
The stench was so bad that the two of them stared at the two super chemical weapons hanging in mid-air with their pupils widened at the same time.

Nima, how much strength does this bastard need to get up?Just those two run-ups, even the soles of the shoes were broken?

Take a closer look, these two leather shoes are not cheap, look at the logo on the upper, they are genuine playboys, these shoes must be at least hundreds of thousands of dollars bigger, just like this two feet are trampled, if the perverted director now Sober don't know what to cry.

And the black-rimmed glasses, no matter how you look at them, are worth 800 [-] yuan, and they were also crushed with one foot. In addition, the shirt on his body looked quite straight, but now it has become a striped shirt, which is probably enough. Let the pervert feel sad for a while.

But now the four of them didn't have the time to figure out how much the perverted director had lost, because Ni Bentai, who had a ghost upper body, was indeed a bit perverted. When he stepped down, both of them were kicked backwards.

Li Wudao was okay, he bent back and stood up straight in an instant.

Li Yitu was much more unlucky, he fell back five or six steps after being kicked, if Zhang Xiaomeng hadn't helped him up, he would have been kicked down.

Even so, Li Yitu still shook his arms, a black shoe print was printed on both of his arms, and the flesh turned purple.

Ni Bentai landed on the ground with his feet, and put his hands in a Sanda posture, screaming in his mouth: "Ah, ah, ah!"

It's different with the exorcist. Once this ghost takes on the human body, the potential it can unleash is really amazing.

"clap clap"

"Da da da……"

Li Wudao blocked Ni Bentai's attack by himself, and the two fought back and forth, and it was a tie. At this time, the three of them knew how strong Li Wudao was. His style of play is simply irresponsible to life.

According to Zhang Xiaomeng's thinking, Li Wudao is definitely a body of steel, otherwise how could he have suffered so many punches, but his body didn't appear to be injured at all.

On the other hand, Ni Bentai, this guy is used to being pampered after all, he doesn't look like he does much exercise at first glance, just that beer belly is a burden, I don't know how many times he has been punched, his belly is blue and purple, and this guy's face is also Similarly, the facial features were originally crowded, but after Li Wudao's shaping, the bones were deformed by how much. If there was no ghost supporting him, it is estimated that this perverted director would really become a lump.

Fifteen and six minutes of fighting, these two guys came and went like they were tireless, waking up all the students in the dormitory building, each of them stood on the door at a loss and looked outside with.

Yesterday Li Wudao beat Zhang Yongcheng and his group away, which shocked the students all night. Today, it was this guy again, and it turned out to be the dean. What's more, it's just a matter of disagreement?

The key is that on weekdays, the dean is fat and short, and he is so good at martial arts. Although he has been beaten many times, he is much better than Zhang Yongcheng's seniors in the third year of high school.

As for Li Wudao's fist, he savagely punched the uppercut on the chin. Zhang Yongcheng would have died if it was changed, but the dean just let out a "woohoo" and tilted his head back 180 degrees. He spat out a mouthful of saliva, and continued to work as if he had nothing to do.

This is more real than any martial arts movie!

The students crowded one by one, lying on the window of the door and looking out, and some bold ones even opened the door, lying on the side of the door to look out.

Li Yitu finally stood up, curled up the hair in his hand and stuffed it into his pocket, then took out a piece of red rope and handed it to Zhang Xiaomeng: "If the two of them continue to fight like this, they may not be able to tell each other at dawn." To win or lose, you have to find a way to tie this red rope to the old pervert's finger, as long as he puts it on, he will be driven out."

Zhang Xiaomeng took the piece of red rope, thought for a while, first made a loop, made a loose buckle, and then made two gestures, and found that the fists and kicks of the two were too fast, and if one was not careful, his ambition would be unrewarded. If you die first, there is no chance of getting stuck in the other party's fingers.

After gesturing for a long time, Zhang Xiaomeng still felt that he might not have a chance to make a move with these two strokes.

Finally, the perverted director was not as good as Li Wudao after all. Li Wudao grabbed his arm and twisted it fiercely, then wrapped his legs around the perverted director's neck and pressed hard, and shouted at the dazed Zhang Xiaomeng: "What are you looking at?" What? Get on the red rope!"

"Ah, oh!"

Zhang Xiaomeng saw that the abnormal director's palm was pinched by Li Wudao's hands and stretched out to less than half a meter in front of him, so he hurried over and put the loose buckle that he had prepared a long time ago on the abnormal director's finger in a panic .

"Your uncle's, that's my hand!"

Li Wudao saw Zhang Xiaomeng put the red rope on his hand tremblingly, his eyes were rounded, and he seemed to have lost his strength. The perverted director broke free from Li Wudao's control all at once. Jumping up, the arm that had been broken and dislocated by Li Wudao was thrown up by him, and hit Zhang Xiaomeng's chest fiercely!

　Come, come, recommend tickets and go!

　　


(End of this chapter)