The rebirth of the national school is too paranoid

Chapter 11
As soon as Hua Yin got out of the car, after walking two steps, a group of people surrounded him.

Wearing a blue school uniform, with a cigarette in his mouth, he approached the boy.

This is on the walkway opposite the woods near the school, and you can only walk through this road to reach the school gate.

Hua Yin did not dodge the visitor at all.There was a glimmer of depth in his eyes, which was fleeting.

A muscular man asked Hua Yin 'gently': "New here?"

Hua Yin's eyes were dark, he glanced at the man, and continued on his way.

"Newcomers need to know the rules. If you pass the way of your brothers, you have to pay protection fees."

Another tall and thin student smiled slyly, beckoned his buddies to stop him, and stretched out his hand to Hua Yin, gesturing him to give money.

"I paid the protection fee, and then you can protect me."

Hua Yin lowered his head and lowered his voice, bloodthirsty flashed across his eyes.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, and the expression is cold and coquettish.

Coupled with that fair and impeccable face, it looks very much like the aristocratic duke of the last century, dignified and elegant.

Several people over there looked at each other.

The general meaning is that Hua Yin, a little boy with no power to restrain a chicken, is estimated to be able to get a lot of money.

One of them rubbed his hands thinly, trying to snatch the backpack from Hua Yin's hand.

Hua Yin suddenly took a step back.

The man was caught off guard, and fell forward to the ground in a dog-eating posture.

"Damn it, damn it!"

"Sorry, my feet slipped." Hua Yin raised his eyebrows, then stepped on the man's back with a cold smile on his lips.

"Do you know why ghosts like light?" The young man's eyes were dark, but his tone was soft.

The struggling faces of the others turned purple, as if they had been strangled.

It's not that they dare not deal with the kid in front of them, but that they... can't move at all!

The limbs are not listening.

The acupuncture points were tapped without even noticing the whereabouts of the young man.

Although this place is around the school, because they often come out to threaten, no one intends to leave here.

It's just a cocoon!
The few people who were already strong outsiders were terrified.

"Because ghosts also want to be like you, and get away with it." Hua Yin tilted his head and looked at them with gloomy eyes, his hair was blown by the spring breeze, and his slightly longer hair covered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression .

It's like mocking the pointless struggle of ants.

Chills down the spine.

Suddenly there were a few ticks, and I didn't know who it was, so scared that I peed my pants.

"Is this the guts? It's really big."

Hua Yin kicked the person under his feet away, his voice was hoarse and mellow, and there was indescribable irony in his words.

Raising his hand, he moved the hair that blocked his sight to one side, with such an elegant movement.

Then he stepped forward and opened their acupuncture points.

Trash doesn't deserve to waste his time.

At this time, there was a slight sound of cloth rubbing beside him, Hua Yin glanced, and saw that one of them was still determined and punched him.

Hua Yin's eyes didn't move, it was just a useless struggle.

The fist was about to greet Hua Yin, and it was just a fist away.

Feel a sharp pain in your hand that travels from your hand to your nerves.

Hua Yin's hand clenched his wrist from fist to fist.

The strength of his hand was strong enough to break his wrist in an instant, and he was completely powerless to fight back.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, let it go, let it go!" Li Qiang twisted his face in pain.

Hua Yin suddenly let go of Li Qiang's half-disabled hand, raised his leg and kicked him in the abdomen.

The strength of the young man was great, and Li Qiang was kicked to the ground before he had time to react.

Embarrassed.

On the other hand, the young man took out a tissue from his pocket and gently wiped his hands.

The corners of the mouth slightly curved indifferently, and every movement was so elegant.

Realizing that they had kicked on the iron plate, the backs of several people felt chills.

(End of this chapter)