The moment he spoke, Tang Rui punched Zhang Mingyang in the jaw.
Suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed across Zhang Mingyang's eyes, and he was knocked back by the punch.
He reacted quickly, clenching his teeth and yelling, "You want a beating, you fat bastard!"
“Come on!!”
Suddenly the two men started fighting each other.
Louis and others not far away had noticed the movement here at the very beginning.
After all, their voices were quite loud, just like people buying vegetables in the market, afraid that others couldn't hear them clearly.
Not only Louis and others, but everyone in the playground noticed Tang Rui and Zhang Mingyang.
In response to this, Shi Yang's expression was indifferent, and his pupils did not move at all, but there seemed to be a hint of intimidation in them.
"Why are they fighting?" Yin Yun asked curiously.
Xia Qianqing coughed lightly: "Because compared to insults, the truth is a sharp knife, a sharp knife that is enough to make people lose their minds."
Miyamoto Keiji looked towards Shi Yang, with a hint of fear between his brows, and whispered: "There are two very strong people there."
"So what if he's stronger? Don't we have two trump cards here?" Xia Qianqing glanced at Louis who was silent on the side, and Wen Sheng who was reading the Compendium of Materia Medica with headphones on.
"Stop it." Shi Yang's voice was neither loud nor soft, and it sounded beside Tang Rui and Zhang Mingyang.
Although the sound is not loud, it is surprisingly useful.
The two people who were still wrestling suddenly froze. Although they looked unwilling, they finally stopped fighting honestly, each going to their own side in silence.
Shi Yang's expression did not change at all from beginning to end. He slowly turned around and bowed halfway to the people around him: "Sorry to bother you."
Du Zhirou stood behind Shi Yang, holding a big sword, with a sarcastic smile on her face: "You are pretending, who are you pretending for?"
Surprisingly, Du Zhirou didn't seem to care whether she was on the same team with Shi Yang or not, and she would still sabotage him when necessary.
"Du Zhirou, it seems you have a deep misunderstanding of me." Shi Yang slowly stood up, slightly turned sideways, and looked at Du Zhirou behind him. Red lines slowly appeared on his arms.
The moment she saw the pattern, Du Zhirou's body trembled. She tightened the sword in her hand and turned her head: "Tsk."
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