Volume 1, Chapter 302: Feng He is serious about protecting his shortcomings.
Zhong Yangxia stood in the hall, holding a ruler in one hand and stroking his beard with the other, staring blankly at the stunning beauty in front of him.
His face was full of confusion and puzzlement.
He pointed at Jinghong, turned to look at his son, and asked: "Are you sure she was the one who hit you?"
His son nodded heavily, but he never dared to look at where Jinghong was.
To him, the petite and cute girl in front of him was a devil.
Zhong Yangxia was so angry that he was puffing his beard and glaring, but his anger was not because of Jinghong, but because of his good-for-nothing son.
You're a 10-year-old boy getting beaten up by a five-year-old girl.
Don’t you feel ashamed?
What’s even more infuriating is that I actually still wanted to support him.
This is the most embarrassing thing.
He couldn't utter a word, but his body was shaking slightly.
Jinghong curled her lips and said bluntly: "Why, you beat the younger one and now the older one is here, are you looking for me to settle the score?"
Zhong Yangxia looked confused. He looked at Jinghong. Why was this child so fierce at such a young age?
He didn't get angry. As a teacher, he originally thought that it was the senior students who bullied his son.
Who would have thought that he was beaten by a first-grader.
In this regard, he was very interested in this little girl at the moment.
Regardless of how she did it, just given her current attitude, she doesn't seem afraid at all.
This felt unreal to him.
"Little girl, do you know who I am? Aren't you afraid of me?"
Upon hearing this, Jinghong rolled up his sleeves and said fiercely: "Don't talk nonsense, fight if you want, come on, I'm ready."
When Zhong Yangxia saw Jinghong like this, she felt both angry and amused.
He is the head of a school. Every child would run away when they see him. But today, his own students have issued a challenge to him?
He pointed at the beauty in front of him with his ruler and hadn't spoken a word yet.
Two hurried footsteps were heard at the door.
Then a clear voice was heard.
"Fourth Prince, the Marquis of Shujian has arrived!!"
Hearing this, Jinghong immediately became scared and her little face instantly fell.
If her eldest brother knew the trouble she had caused, the consequences would be unimaginable.
She scolded Zhong Yangxia in front of her, "You are so rude. What do you mean by shaking someone when they are fighting?"
Zhong Yangxia still had a confused look on his face at this moment, and he totally couldn't understand what Jinghong in front of him was saying.
He was even more surprised as to why the Fourth Prince and the famous Marquis Shujian would come to the academy.
Just as everyone turned their attention to the door.
I happened to see Feng He walking in.
The steel knife in his hand has been unsheathed at this moment.
Pointing at Zhong Yangxia, he cursed: "Old man, how dare you hit my sister?"
Obviously Feng He had misunderstood. He saw the other party pointing at Jinghong with a ruler, while Jinghong was cursing at him.
Because of preconceived ideas, one immediately assumes that the other party has made a stunning move.
How can this be tolerated? Isn't this seeking death?
Without a word, he drew his sword and struck it.
Synthesized in one breath.
The whole person felt like a gust of wind blowing by.
The figure flashed and appeared in front of Zhong Yangxia.
Then the blade fell.
It was pointed directly at his forehead, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.
Zhong Xiayang had never seen such a scene before.
I was so scared that I couldn't move.
The long knife fell, dragging a strong wind and blowing the hair off his head.
"Your Highness, this is absolutely wrong."
A teacher nearby reacted quickly and pulled Dean Zhong behind him.
Principal Zhong is a man of letters.
No cultivation,
If Feng He's knife falls.
That is the fate of being cut in half.
There is no possibility of survival.
Feng He's knife brushed past the dean's side and fell.
The raging evil wind actually left blood marks on the opponent's face.
The long sword fell to the ground with a thud.
Rumble.
The bluestone floor was falling apart.
The whole house seemed to be shaking.
The splashing gravel and dirt were accompanied by a fierce wind and flew everywhere.
Filled the entire lobby.
When Zhong Yangxia saw this scene, his pupils first contracted, then dilated, and then his eyes rolled back.
I fainted instantly.
His son next to him was just as frightened as he was, and burst into tears.
Covering his butt with one hand, he grinned.
Just run back.
He also shouted: "Kill people..."
"Bang...."
I don’t know if it was the white cloth on my head that blocked my vision, or the flying sand and gravel that made my eyes narrow.
He just turned around and took a few steps.
With the wound on his head added to the injury, he hit the pillar beside him and fell straight to the ground.
Feng He was about to draw his sword.
Seeing that the other party had fainted, the knife that was about to be swung stopped.
"Oh my god, I'm dizzy..." he muttered to himself.
Ye Tingmu also quickly came to Jinghong's front.
He half squatted down, his hands constantly turning over Jinghong's body, and his pair of worried eyes carefully examined every corner of her body.
"How is it? Where are you hurt?"
"Let Big Brother see..."
The teachers around Friday and Saturday were holding their breath, not daring to make a sound.
I have been teaching for so many years and have seen people who protect their children, but I have never seen one as protective as this one.
He came up without saying a word, without asking right or wrong, and just picked up the knife and started chopping.
Jinghong was a little embarrassed.
"Brother, I'm fine!"
"Really? You didn't lie to me."
Jinghong nodded.
"Really... Look, it's so lively." She broke free from Ye Tingmu's control.
Then he started spinning in circles.
Only then did Ye Tingmu breathe a sigh of relief.
It hit him directly on the forehead.
There was a sound of "dong..."
Jinghong felt pain and covered his head.
Ye Tingmu changed his previous worry, his eyes were serious, and his face was full of anger.
"Just wait and see how I deal with you when I get back!"
At this time, Feng He also came to Jinghong's side and touched her little head.
Ye Tingmu stood up.
He surveyed everyone with his powerful aura fully revealed.
He said coldly: "Tell me, what's going on?"
Perhaps it was because he had only been an official for half a month, but now he spoke as if he was interrogating a criminal.
It makes people feel fear when they hear it.
At this time, a teacher spoke weakly and narrated what had happened.
“Here’s what happened”
Listen to the words of the teacher in front of you.
Ye Tingmu's expression also changed from cloudy to bright.
After understanding the cause and effect of the incident, I couldn't help but gasp.
It seems that Feng He has wronged others.
This is bad.
It’s all my fault for being so protective of my child that I forgot to ask the reason.
His face was full of embarrassment.
A smile formed at the corner of his mouth.
"It turned out to be a misunderstanding. Look at what this has done..."
Several teachers swallowed their saliva.
I feel extremely complicated.
In fact, Ye Tingmu's mood was also complicated at this time.
When he heard that Jinghong had fought thirty battles in less than half a month, he wanted to die.
On average, there are 2.7 fights a day.
Beat up all the first graders.
Today, he even used an iron rod to beat a third-grade student until he bled.
This is simply...
His chest heaved and he took deep breaths.
Then he turned around and roared at Jinghong: "I asked you to come here to study, not to fight, do you know?"
Seeing his elder brother so angry, Jinghong knew that something was wrong.
He quickly hid behind Feng He.
Then he poked half of his head out, pointed at the dean's son lying on the ground, and said weakly: "I am doing this for justice. He was the one who bullied others first and even collected protection money!"
Ye Tingmu gritted his teeth.
The words came out from between his teeth.
"You mean to say that you want to collect protection money from them too?"
Jinghong said proudly: "That's not the case. I beat them just to let them know who is the boss."
"Boss, wait and see how I'll deal with you when I get back."
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