Chapter 10 010 Save people, Prince Class

Qinglong Bar.

It is located near the bridge of Qingshui Street and covers a wide area.

Scorpion is the most capable fighter in Qinglong Bar. He is famous in this street because he is not afraid of death. Most people are afraid of him, so few people dare to cause trouble in the bar.

Sitting in the lounge inside the bar, he just lit a cigarette and bit it.

"Bang——"

The door was opened.

Scorpion raised his head casually and saw the white vest.

He was standing behind a young girl.

"Hey, Master Mao." It was obvious that he knew Bai Weixin, but he called him Master Mao without sounding respectful. Scorpion stared at the girl behind him, "Are you here to honor me? Haha, don't worry, Master Mao, I will definitely support you in front of your godfather!"

Bai Weixin looked at him as if he were his former self.

Bai Shi approached slowly.

Scorpion was stunned, then smiled and stretched out his hand to Bai Shi, "Master Mao, the person you chose is quite good..."

"Bang——"

He was kicked to the ground with the stool, and a bone in his chest was broken.

Scorpion's eyebrows were fierce, and he climbed up despite the pain, and punched Bai Shi in the face!

Bai Shi didn't move a step, but raised her hand calmly to catch Scorpio's punch in the astonished eyes.

The moon-white skirt swayed slightly.

"Crack--"

The sound of broken finger joints rang out.

"You want to die--"

With a "bang", he was hit hard to the ground by Bai Shi again!

Scorpio had never seen such a perverted scene before, and he looked at Bai Shi in horror. The

border between the two countries is complicated, how can you survive without some skills?

His skills can be said to be very good, but few people know that when he was roaming around internationally, the FBI couldn't do anything with him, so he was noticed by the bar owner.

As the number one thug in Qinglong Bar, even the No. 1 in the fighting arena would have to waste some time to touch him!

Scorpion exhaled more than he inhaled. He lay on the ground and couldn't get up. "Have I ever offended you?"

He was smart. He was so arrogant and could live for so long. It was all because he had offended people who were not worth mentioning. The girl in front of him could pinch him like pinching steamed buns. She definitely had a reason.

He didn't know how he had offended her.

Bai Mi's other hand was still holding a thin long cigarette. The hazy smoke lingered around her face.

She walked slowly to the side of Scorpion. She was wearing gray embroidered shoes with a not very obvious footprint on them. The embroidery was pink peony, layered and elegant.

She stepped on Scorpio's right hand with the embroidered shoes with only footprints, closed her eyes and asked in a gentle voice: "Is the embroidery good?"

Very politely.

The previously arrogant Scorpio now lay beside Baisui's shoes. Even though his chest hurt every time he breathed, he still tried his best to wipe the dust off Baisui's embroidered shoes with his hands.

He raised his head and smiled at her in a flattering way: "Good, good, the embroidery is very good..."

Baisui lowered her head, and the shadow cast by her eyelashes covered the haze in her eyes.

She raised her foot, "It's really good..."

"Bang——"

Another kick.

Kicked hard at Scorpio's chest.

Scorpio was kicked against the wall.

Baisui slowly adjusted his sleeves.

She retracted her gaze and said coldly, "But it's dirty."

White vest squatted beside Scorpion and kindly reminded, "Why did you kick her grandfather's stall when you could have provoked someone else? And you asked the old man if he dared? Do you think he dared?"

"Remember to respect the old and love the young."

The bar was filled with deafening noises.

A group of men in black were waiting at the door. The leader saw Scorpion paralyzed against the wall, breathing out more than breathing in, and his mouth twitched.

Damn, you asked such a poor and vicious person to respect the old and love the young.

They looked at Bai Xi with fear, and then said to White vest, "Mr. Mao, the boss asked you to go to the meeting room."

"I'll tell my godfather." White vest nodded casually.

Bai Shi sat on the bar, tapping her fingers lazily on the table, "Xiao Bai."

Bai Shi immediately stepped forward and ordered a drink for her: "... Sister, my last name is Mao."

"Oh, Xiao Mao," Bai Shi nodded lazily, "Thank you for today, but I won't drink. I'm going back."

"Sister, don't you want to play for a while?"

Bai Shi took out a wooden hairpin and slowly put up her hair, her eyebrows and eyes were filled with casualness: "No, I have class at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Bai Shi, no, Mao Kun: "...?"

Beside him, there was a little brother who saw Bai Shi for the first time, and his face blushed.

Xiao Mao got anxious when he saw him, and slapped his head hard: "What are you looking at? Huh? What are you looking at? Whatever ideas you have, just hold them back and go back to your mother's womb!"

**

Qingshui Street.

It was a dark and windy night, and Bai Shi took out his headphones to recite English words.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning. There were faint sounds of fighting coming from the narrow and dark alley ahead. Ordinary people should avoid it.

Bai Shi was wearing headphones. She was halfway through listening to a sentence when her cell phone rang.

It was Mao Kun. She picked up the phone and calmly walked past them.

There were three men with blond hair and blue eyes.

Because this girl was too calm, they were obviously stunned. The next second, one of them came to his senses and tried to strangle Bai Shi's neck.

Bai Shi tilted her head and reached out to grab the man's hand!

"Sister--" Mao Kun's voice rang.

Bai Shi looked at the blue-eyed man, then looked down at the person lying in the corner.

"Wait a minute." She said to Mao Kun and put the phone back in her pocket.

Then she suddenly pulled the blue-eyed man in front of her!

The wind from her fist blew away the bangs scattered on both sides of her, revealing her cold eyes. Bai Di did not retreat, but clenched her other hand into a fist and hit another person who wanted to touch her!

In less than three minutes.

Three people were lying at her feet.

Bai Di then took out the mobile phone from her pocket, leaned against the wall lazily, and said, "Speak."

"Ah? Oh," Mao Kun wiped his face on the other end of the phone, "There will be an auction here in two days, do you want to come and play?"

"No." Bai Di hung up, her eyelashes drooping.

She put on the headphones again and found the English words.

"Hey..."

The bloody man lying in the corner spoke to her. With trembling hands, he took out the cigarette box from his trouser pocket and wanted to find a cigarette to chew. "Thank you, can you give me your contact information?"

Bai Shi glanced down at him.

His leg was still bleeding.

Her eyes were on the gold-rimmed calligraphy next to him.

The man saw her gaze and moved his right hand, but he didn't know where the wound was moved. He hissed, "You want this? Liang Zewen's original work, although precious, but not as expensive as mine. If you want it, take it. As for other requests, I can do it for you as long as you don't want to live on the moon."

Bai Shi didn't know which word touched her. She squatted down, turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone, and shone it on the calligraphy next to the man.

After a while.

Bai Shi's eyes fell lazily on the man's bleeding leg again.

She lowered her head slightly and reached out to pull the man's injured leg.

"What are you doing?" The man was stunned, then quickly spoke, "This is a gunshot wound, my personal doctor will be here soon, don't touch it, I don't want to be disabled now..." As

he spoke, his leg suddenly stopped bleeding.

Even the pain was reduced by half.

Bai Mi stood up, reopened the English vocabulary page, and walked back.

"Hey--"

The man was distracted for a moment, and seeing that she didn't take the mounted calligraphy, he couldn't help but call her, "Don't you want the original Liang Zewen?" The

girl who didn't pay much attention to him stopped, the moonlight gently soaked on her body, she finished reciting a word, then tilted her head, "Who told you this is an authentic work?"

The man was stunned, "This has been appraised by an expert..."

The girl retracted her gaze again, and her back disappeared around the corner.

The voice coming from the dark night was vague and lonely, "Identify it again, that is his student's handwriting."

**

Six o'clock in the morning.

Ji Heng's room.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met the figure holding an electric fan in front of him.

Ji Heng: "..."

Bai Wei: "..."

After looking at each other for ten seconds, someone was looking at him with a very righteous look, as if asking "Why did you wake up so early".

... Very good.

Ji Heng closed his eyes expressionlessly.

Bai Wei then put the electric fan away, and she turned on the power.

The small fan that was broken before seemed to be afraid that others would not know that it was repaired by someone, and it turned "whoosh", "whoosh".

She closed the door considerately and went out.

Ji Heng closed his eyes, looking out the window at the early morning, low temperature, about 22 degrees Celsius - he

calmly reached out and pulled the half-draped quilt to his neck.

Classes at Xiangcheng Middle School start at 8 a.m., and most of the boarding students arrive at 7 a.m.

Bai Xi was not too late, at 7:30.

Her deskmate should have also arrived early, and was sitting in the front seat with an English book in her hands, reciting.

And her seat -

Bai Xi walked to her seat lazily, yawning, stretched out her hand and knocked on the table, lowered her head: "Classmate, make way."

The girl sitting in her seat instantly dropped her face.

"Swish -"

The originally noisy class suddenly became quiet.

Zhang Shize, who was sleeping on the table, also raised his head. He was sleepy and startled when he saw this situation.

The curly-haired girl didn't even look at Bai Wei. When she saw Zhang Shize wake up, her eyes lit up and she handed him the bag in her hand, "Zhang Shize, I brought you breakfast."

At the same time, Yang Lin gently tugged at the corner of Bai Wei's clothes and signaled Bai Wei with her eyes.

Zhang Shize never accepted anything from girls.

But now he reached out to take the breakfast, "Thank you, thank you, Chen Wei, you go first, class is about to start."

Chen Wei's frowning face reappeared with a smile, "Then I'll watch you play basketball in the evening."

Maybe she was in a good mood today, Chen Wei hummed a song and left Class 15.

Wherever she passed, boys and girls shrank their necks at the same time.

"New classmate, you just came to our school. Let me give you some basic knowledge," the girl in front turned around, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Bai Zhu, "That was Chen Wei from the second year of high school. Of course, you may not know what I said, but our school hunk knows that besides the idiot Zhang Shize, there is another person named Chen Zhuo. Chen Wei is Chen Zhuo's younger sister. Chen Zhuo is in Class 8 of the third year of high school, the Prince's Class. Do you understand? Those who often play with her are people like Chen Zhuo and Ren Wanxuan."

Bai Zhu: "...Thank you."

It's really annoying. I miss sharks.

"Anyway, we ordinary people should not mess with the prince class if we can. It's like an egg hitting a stone," the girl said, and then looked at Yang Lin and Zhang Shize, "right, you two?" "

The most important thing is Chen Zhe and Ren Wanxuan, they are both the hottest contenders for the top scorer in North City this year," Yang Lin sat down in her seat, thought for a while, and added softly: "Try not to offend them."

"That's the truth," Zhang Shize was dissatisfied, "but why do you say that I, a sunny and cheerful 19-year-old innocent male high school student, am a fool?"

No one paid attention to him.

"..." Zhang Shize put his arm around his deskmate's shoulders again, "God of study, what do you think?"

Ning Xiao raised his head and gave him a "quiet" look.

Bai Di propped her chin on her hand and flipped through her English book lazily.

Zhang Shize touched his nose, took out his phone and added her as a friend.

**

Today is Friday, and school is over in the evening.

Yang Lin and Bai Di walked out of the school gate together. Bai Di put on headphones to listen to words, and walked to the flower shop at the end of the street with Yang Lin.

The middle-aged woman selling flowers was enthusiastically wrapping bouquets for customers. When she saw Yang Lin, she narrowed her eyes and smiled softly, "Your flowers are on the table. I put them away for you."

Bai Di was reciting words while looking over. There was a beautiful white lily on the table.

Yang Lin took the flowers and she put the money on the table.

The middle-aged woman wrapped the flowers and shook her head helplessly when she saw this scene, and asked again: "Where is Zhang Shize?"

"He's playing basketball."

"Going to play basketball again, can't you learn from you and Ning Xiao?" Zhang's mother muttered, and looked at Bai Shi, "Hey, this is the transfer student in your class, the girl is really pretty."

She took out a red rose and gave it to Bai Shi, "She looks better than my boy."

Bai Shi took it, "Thank you, Auntie."

"Ah," Zhang's mother covered her heart, "I knew it, I knew I should have a daughter! The damn Zhang Shize will only kill my orchid!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry," the middle-aged man who had just returned from outside put down his computer bag and comforted her repeatedly, "Tonight, we will have a quarrel and pretend to be in a cold war and go back to the room, and let him do housework alone for seven days!"

"..."

Bai Wei and Yang Lin parted ways at the intersection holding a rose.

Following the address Jiang He gave her, they came to the wealthy area of ​​Xiangcheng.

The bus only goes to the outermost circle of the road.

Ren Wanxuan did not attend the training for top students today. There were distinguished guests at home today, and Ren Qian informed her in advance.

When passing the outer perimeter of the wealthy area, her eyes caught a glimpse of a person not far away -

"Stop!"

The boy in the front seat looked indifferently at the rearview mirror, "What's wrong?"

Ren Wanxuan shook her head, she didn't say anything.

"Swish--"

The car stopped in front of Bai Wei.

The window was lowered, revealing Ren Wanxuan's face that couldn't stop being irritated. She looked at Bai Wei, with a kind of sarcasm in her eyes as if she had seen through her: "What are you waiting for here?"

Our little classmate finally has a name.

Don't guess randomly, hehehe, good night~