No one dared to answer.

She stepped on the man's arm and broke it as soon as she came up. Who dared to say anything?

"Bitch, let go...ah!"

Another miserable scream.

Su Yiren, expressionless, stepped on the man's other arm and broke it, "Try to talk nonsense to me again?"

The man was almost fainted from the pain.

Everyone was silent.

This woman looked pure and sweet, how could she act like a female demon?

"If you don't want to tell me, I will do it myself."

She raised her foot slightly, without much force, and the man whose arms were broken was kicked out like garbage and fell on Lin Wan's desk.

Lin Wan was like a frightened mountain sparrow, her face was pale, and she screamed suddenly.

Zhang Fengfeng was also shocked.

Everyone in the classroom was silent, staring at the evil female god looking down at the table. If they had known that there was such a fierce character among their classmates, who would dare to watch Mo Jingchuan's excitement?

"Either slap yourself until your face is swollen, or I will do it for you."

She didn't do anything extra. She skillfully moved her muscles and bones with her ten fingers, and instantly heard a dense cracking sound like stir-fried soybeans.

Thinking of the power she had just kicked to send a big man flying, the faces of the perpetrators turned green.

"Not going to do it?"

Su Yiren raised her voice slightly at the end, and her joke was fierce.

She raised her arm high and slapped the nearest man.

The man was not much weaker than Pang Hao. He was slapped by her and turned several times on the spot. As soon as he stood up, he spat out blood.

Under the light, there were still a few bloody teeth.

And the cheeks were swollen like a pig's head.

"Hiss!"

A low sound of sucking in cold air rang out. Seeing that she was about to raise her hand to slap someone with an expressionless face, everyone dared not hesitate any longer. Although they were unwilling and resentful, they all slapped themselves wildly.

It is better to hit yourself than to have your teeth knocked out by a slap from her.

But she is waiting for this account!

"If you are not convinced, just come to me. I am always here to accompany you."

The slapping sound caused by the slapping was endless. After Su Yiren finished her work, she jumped off the table and wanted to leave, but Mo Jingchuan quickly grabbed her and asked, "Where are you going?"

His tone was slightly pleading and expectant, and he was no longer the cool and handsome Mo Ye before.

The eyes of the women around were red, and they were all jealous.

But even so, no one dared to provoke her. She came up with a killing move, and even the men were beaten into submission by her and dared not fart. How could they withstand the beating? No

matter how good a man is, his life is not as important as his.

"Sit here?"

She didn't say anything, and Mo Jingchuan said in a soft tone, with a hint of pity for some reason, "If you sit here, they won't dare to hit me."

Su Yiren rolled her eyes at him.

If he wanted to, would these people have the chance to bully him up close?

But seeing that he was bruised and swollen, his eyes were no longer cold and stern, but looked at her tenderly. Su Yiren frowned, and sat down under his force.

As soon as she sat down, the man next to her grinned and laughed like a fool.

"Childish."

Su Yiren stared, and looked away impatiently, but her ears were inexplicably red.

The tip of her heart trembled slightly, and she had a few more feelings that she had never had before.

It seemed that something had changed?

She acted quickly and fiercely, suppressing all the chaotic noises in the classroom. Only the crisp sounds of slaps came one after another. The men were unwilling, but had to slap themselves.

Lin Wan looked over with resentment.

Su Yiren leaned back in her chair, with contempt in her careless eyes. Who is she?

Lin Wan's eyes suddenly became vicious.

This Su Zi, who was ruthless and loved to steal the limelight, only jumped out to fight Quan Xiong after she was laughed at by everyone, and won the favor of Mo Jingchuan and suppressed everyone's limelight. How could she be so shameless! She

is the public enemy!

"The teacher is here!"

Zhang Fengfeng ran to the table behind Su Yiren and called out softly. Su Yiren nodded and gave a look. The men who had slapped them hard were relieved and quickly returned to their seats.

The teacher was a middle-aged man wearing glasses. He was confused by the bruised and swollen faces as soon as he came in.

"Students, what happened to you?"

"Minor injuries!"

Everyone said in unison. No one mentioned being beaten, but their eyes flickered, unable to hide their resentment.

It's time to get rid of this anger!

Su Yiren leaned lazily against the back of her chair, and only glanced at those hateful eyes nonchalantly. What's the use of glaring at her?

If you really want to hate her, then come and fight her with bayonets?

The injured insisted that it was a minor injury, and the teacher didn't know what to say. He had to call an ambulance to send the student with a broken arm to the hospital, and then the class officially started.

Luo Qiong signed up for a crash course in technology, and the teacher mainly taught smart technology.

Since she was here, Su Yiren took the class seriously, listening attentively and taking notes, but occasionally she looked up and saw Mo Jingchuan staring at her without blinking.

When their eyes met, he looked away as if nothing had happened.

But after a while, Su Yiren glanced and met his gaze again. Annoyance appeared in her almond-shaped eyes. "Why are you looking at me instead of the blackboard?"

Could it be possible that she could show some knowledge on her face?