Hong Kong variety show starting from zombies

The teachers on the second floor of the cafeteria, as well as the leader Li Sir, were about to turn around and leave after seeing Liu Jiehui stand up.

This semester is already halfway through, and they have a deep understanding of these students.

Liu Jiehui not only has outstanding grades, but is also the most charming social butterfly in the college. Not only can he name all the colleges and the personalities and hobbies of most students, he also has a very high prestige.

Even higher than Ma Jun, the best fighter in the school.

Based on the experience of the teachers, they have long seen that Liu Jiehui is very ambitious and very capable. He will at least be at the level of chief superintendent in the future.

In Xiangjiang, the Chief Superintendent is already the top commander of a regional police force, the absolute top brass of the police force.

So when Liu Jiehui stood up and expressed his attitude, the teachers all knew that today's matter was over.

As for students fighting, will they be punished?

These people on the first floor are students, not prisoners.

In this era, in addition to discipline, the Hong Kong police must also ensure a certain degree of wildness because gangs are rampant.

Don’t worry too much about minor conflicts during rest time.

"I've made a lot of money, I've made a lot of money this time."

The zombie-faced instructor was in a very good mood.

Liu Jiehui wants to conquer 9527, which means that 9527 will no longer apply to change dormitories. In this case, whether it is a 10-for-10 or a 1-for-2, all will be eaten by him.

This is the benefit of being a banker.

The other teachers who felt that they would definitely lose money were actually in a good mood. They didn't pay much, it was just the money for a breakfast.

To their relief, there was such a capable person among the police force.

"Do you think it is possible for students to participate in the island-wide competition?"

"No, it seems there is no such rule, and Ma Jun can graduate normally. I think Ma Jun is very likely to win the championship."

"How about we let 9527 also graduate with Ma Jun? This is more stable."

"He has at least attended a full semester, right? He has not studied many courses. If he graduates directly, it will affect the professionalism of our school and the overall quality of the police force."

"It depends on the situation. It's okay to give him overtime. The top man in the police force must leave our school."

"That makes sense."

During the discussion, the teachers went down to the first floor.

The students on the first floor were still gathered together, and no one noticed them.

Just as the teachers were about to leave the cafeteria, they heard an arrogant voice coming from among the quiet students over there.

"I asked him if he had any questions, why did you stand up?"

This question caused the teachers to stop and turn to look at where the crowd was gathering.

"Are you better at fighting than him? Or do you want to fight with him and me?"

"Or...all of you in dormitory 404 want to fight me together?"

With just a few words, Xiao Zhang made the people in dormitory 404 feel like they were the same enemy. Although they all saw that Xiao Zhang was good at fighting, none of them were afraid.

The newcomers in dormitory 404 were surrounded by the old people in dormitory 404.

However, the reason why Xiao Zhang is called Xiao Zhang is of course not just because his surname is Xiao Mingzhang.

"Or..."

Xiao Zhang glanced at everyone around him, with a domineering smile on his face.

"All of you, coming together?"

Everyone was shocked, including the faculty.

Xiao Zhang stood on the dining table on a stool, looking down at the surroundings, and saw the teachers who were about to leave.

He had noticed these people before, and what he was doing now was precisely because these people were leaving.

You will not be fired for self-defense, but what if you actively provoke a group fight?

If you stay in this school and are watched by hundreds of people without having a full meal, how much trouble will it cause if you want to have enough in the future?

There is no point in controlling food and housing.

Because Xiao Zhang thinks it is easy to make money.

"I originally wanted to coexist peacefully with you and be an ordinary classmate of yours as an ordinary person, but you disappointed me so much, so I stopped pretending and showed my cards."

Xiao Zhang stood on the dining table and pointed at himself with his right thumb.

"From today on, you all must remember my name."

"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang is more arrogant than arrogant and domineering."

"Because from today on, I am your boss."

"I say one, you can't say two."

"I say the east, you can't say the west."

"I said the sun will rise from the west. When you raise the flag, just stare at the west."

Except for Xiao Zhang's voice, the temperature in the canteen, which seemed very quiet, began to rise.

It was like a powder keg was about to explode.

However, Xiao Zhang completely ignored it. He was actually very cautious in character, and he liked to make decisions before acting, and act impulsively.

"If there's no problem, just sit still."

"If you have a question, stand up straighter."

Xiao Zhang grinned.

"Wait for me... to break your legs."

"I'm going to throw away your mother."

One yell was followed by hundreds of yells.

Who has no temper?

More than two hundred people rushed towards Xiao Zhang. The students in dormitory 404 who were closest to Xiao Zhang didn't even have time to take action against Xiao Zhang before they were overrun by the students squeezing in from behind.

Xiao Zhang, who was standing on the dining table and kicking him left and right, couldn't stay cool for long, because the dining table was pulled away by the students and he fell into the crowd.

A scuffle breaks out.

"Blow the whistle, blow the whistle."

Sir Li was the first to react and roared angrily.

Only then did the instructors next to him react, grab the whistles around their necks, and muster up all their strength.

beep! beep! beep!

Normally, when the students hear the whistle, they will calm down and line up neatly.

But none of the students in the cafeteria today were obedient.

Two to three hundred people crowded into a big group, shouting and screaming.

"Call someone, hurry up and call someone!"

When Li Sir looked at the teachers who were blowing whistles stupidly, he felt like he was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage.

The teachers who just now imagined that the students graduating this year would win the island-wide police force competition and bring honors to the school, at this moment, they just want to expel all these students.

Especially that 9527.

Honor?

It's obviously a big trouble.

The teachers who ran out to call for help suddenly thought of the uniformed policeman who sent 9527 to the school before. Sir Li seemed to say that the uniformed policeman's nickname was... Tornado?

Wherever the tornado passes, it destroys everything.

Sure enough, it’s not that one family doesn’t enter the same house.

The uncle is a tornado, and the nephew is even better than his predecessor, comparable to a volcano erupting or a tsunami sweeping through.

It takes time to call people, and during this time, Xiao Zhang, who was overwhelmed by the crowd, was counting.

"One piece."

"Two."

"Four."

"Kujo."

"Eleven."

Xiao Zhang is not playing mahjong, because there are no eleven rules in mahjong.

He was just counting how many legs he had broken.

Anyway, no one around him knew him, so he only attacked because of his rough skin and thick flesh, so he would break his legs immediately when he saw them.

A person cannot stand firmly if he is not ruthless.

Xiao Zhang just wanted to stand firm when being beaten.

Hey, this leg looks familiar.

Ma Jun’s?

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