I Really Didn’t Want to be Born Again

"Snapped!"

Luo Haiping reacted from the panic, slapped his mistress's son on the face, and yelled: "You **** it, I feed your mother and your son to school, and you beat my daughter. Her hair is more precious than you! "

This high school student probably didn't expect Chen Hansheng to block it with his bare hands. He looked up at Chen Hansheng and his eyes were shocked. After being slapped by Luo Haiping, the steel bar "dangling" and let go, and the person also shook and did not stand firmly.

"Luo Haiping, don't beat my son!"

The woman in mink struggled to stand up, her ankle was probably twisted, and she limped upstairs to fight Luo Haiping.

"Luo Xuan, are you all right."

Huang Xiaoxia also rushed over and cried Luo Xuan in her arms.

Her legs were trembling, Luo Xuan was really going to be hit by steel bars, and Huang Xiaoxia didn't know what to do in the future.

Only Chen Hansheng looked left and right, and found that everyone was quite lively, as if he had forgotten his hero. He could only poke Huang Xiaoxia: "Aunt Huang, don't cry, do you have safflower oil at home? You get me safflower oil first, and then cry again."

"Yes! My head is messed up when I'm afraid."

Huang Xiaoxia hurriedly pulled Chen Hansheng back to the house, but Chen Hansheng had many thoughts, he was worried that something might happen again, so he picked up the steel bar.

This kind of steel is a common thing on the construction site. The small half is about 20 centimeters. I didn't expect it to be easy to hit people.

Chen Hansheng sat on the wooden floor arrogantly. After taking off the down jacket, he found a conspicuous mark on his arm.

Fortunately, this is the place with the most muscles. In addition, wearing a cotton-padded jacket and down jacket in winter, so it is only a trauma, but under the heavy blow, layers of red blood flowed from under the skin.

"Does it hurt, brother?"

With tears in her eyes, Luo Xuan stretched out her finger and touched it lightly.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Hansheng said with no anger, "You are a madman. If I hadn't stopped it just now, you would have to go to the hospital for rescue now."

"sorry······"

Luo Xuan was very distressed. She stared at the imprints, and suddenly slowly lowered her body and put her white face close to Chen Hansheng's arm. It happened that Luo Haiping had finished teaching his mistress, mother and son, and she was a little embarrassed when she walked in to see this scene.

Luo Haiping was not a fool, and immediately understood that the entanglement between Luo Xuan and Chen Hansheng was more complicated than expected.

Although it is not a relationship between boy and girl friends, Chen Hansheng does not want Luo Xuan to be hurt, and would rather bear it by himself...

"cough."

Chen Hansheng gave a dry cough and pushed Luo Xuan's head away with his other hand: "Go away, your tears are too salty, and my wound hurts."

In the living room, it was inexplicable and embarrassing.

Until Huang Xiaoxia Huang Xiaoxia walked out of the bedroom, she was about to change her clothes and go downstairs: "There is no safflower oil at home, and there is no more traumatic ointment. I will go to the drugstore to buy some."

"No need for Aunt Huang, the pharmacies are closed now."

Chen Hansheng took out his cell phone and said, "I'll let someone bring it."

"Zi Bo."

Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo do not have to be polite: "You send some safflower oil, I'm at Unit 501, Building No. 8, Yujing Garden."

"What are you doing with that stuff, is anyone hurt?"

Wang Zibobo asked strangely.

"I was beaten, **** bad luck!"

Chen Hansheng said depressed.

"Who did it?"

Wang Zibo was taken aback, and immediately heard the sound of him rushing out of the door wearing his shoes: "How are you, Xiao Chen, are you okay? Who the **** is hitting you..."

"It's all right, hurry up."

Chen Hansheng was very impatient: "I won't die for a while."

"Squeak~"

At this time, the security door was opened, and Luo Haiping's mistress, mother and son, also appeared.

The mink woman cringed, she didn't have the arrogance and ostentation she had just now, and she kept pushing her son on the back and said, "Quickly apologize, quickly apologize."

This woman has a very special way of living. She has to rely on men and is used to relying on men, so even if she rolls down the stairs, she still dare not leave the rich Luo Haiping in the end.

However, the high school student was very hard-hearted. Despite the fingerprints on his face, he stubbornly lowered his head and refused to speak.

High school students are probably hard to understand. He never thought that a woman who has no formal job, no professional skills, but a little bit of beauty, would not be easy to raise a child.

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Wang Zibo moved very quickly. It didn't take long for him to hear the sound of climbing stairs. When he appeared at the door breathing heavily, he also brought in a cold outdoor wind, which slightly diminished the tense atmosphere in the house. .

"Huh, huh, huh..."

Wang Zibo adjusted his breathing and looked at the situation in the living room.

The best friend sat on the floor, unscrupulously exposed his shirt, with a cigarette in his mouth, and holding a steel bar that was "ding and clinking" in his hand.

Chen Hansheng was next to Luo Xuan, her face full of tears, Luo Xuan's mother Huang Xiaoxia also knew, but the other three people had never met.

"Don't be silly."

Chen Hansheng pointed to his arm: "Come here and get the medicine."

"Oh, good."

Wang Zibo saw the red mark and nodded and asked, "Who hit you?"

"Here."

Chen Hansheng pointed at the high school student Nunu: "He smashed it with steel bars."

Wang Zibo stared at the high school student twice, but before he squatted down, he suddenly pulled out a sharp fruit knife from his waist, and put it on the ground with a loud cry.

The eyelids of Luo Haiping's mistress twitched. Although the young man looked very simple, but the figure was more substantial, her high school sons raised their heads, their eyes fixed on the reflective blade.

Chen Hansheng grinned. Wang Zibo is indeed very embarrassed about feelings and women, but he is not vague about his loyalty, and there is also a blood factor in his bones. Otherwise, how could he rather not earn part-time income after Chen Hansheng "bankrupt"? Also insist on exiting Rockets 101.

Brothers, you have to advance and retreat together. As a child, Chen Hansheng liked to provoke everywhere. Although Wang Zibo didn't like fighting, he was always forced to participate.

He heard that Chen Hansheng was injured tonight, he really thought something was wrong, and brought a knife over, both for self-defense and for shock.

Wang Zibo poured a little safflower oil on the palm of his hand and applied it to Chen Hansheng's wound. The strong smell of safflower oil filled everyone's nose.

"How to solve this matter?"

While enjoying Wang Zibo's rubbing, the skin on his arms was hot, Chen Hansheng asked the mother and son.

"We apologize, can you not call the police?"

The woman in the mink fur was a little apprehensive. If it weren't for Luo Xuan, everything would be easy to say, but now Luo Haiping wants to kill himself.

Facing people like Luo Haiping, there is no room for resistance.

"Huh, I'm not afraid to call the police."

Chen Hansheng said bastardly. He stood up and stretched his arms. Under the effect of safflower oil, the pain has basically disappeared. After resting tonight, tomorrow will be more than half better.

"But your son's attitude makes me very unhappy."

Chen Hansheng approached with his hips akimbo: "Obviously, he hit me a bit, as if he was wronged a lot."

"No, no, he is such a kid, he doesn't like to talk more, he already knows that he is wrong..."

The mother of the high school student quickly argued.

"No."

Chen Hansheng shook his head: "I came from this age. I know if he admits wrong or not. High school students at this age always think that they can do anything at their own risk, not afraid that the police will disobey the teacher and despise the parents."

"But, they are more afraid of some unlearned students in the school."

As soon as Chen Hansheng's conversation turned, he immediately took out his cell phone and called Zhang Weiyu: "You can help me ask, who is more beautiful in Haizhou Middle School now."

"Who is more beautiful?" This is a polite way of saying, Chen Hansheng just said directly, "Who is the handle of Haizhou Middle School now".

"What are you doing?"

The middle-aged woman was shocked.

Chen Hansheng didn’t say anything. Zhang Weiyu came back within two minutes. Chen Hansheng deliberately pressed the speakerphone, and Zhang Weiyu’s voice came out: "There are a few people in Haizhou Middle School who are in charge, Zheng Qifeng, Hu Dapeng... "

Zhang Weiyu reported a series of names and finally asked: "Mr. Chen, who are you going to deal with?"

"Wait."

Chen Hansheng bent down, handed the phone to the high school student who hurt him, and asked with a smile, "Aren't you awesome, dare to say your name?"

The so-called snake has seven inches, and people have weaknesses. As long as the right medicine is prescribed, there is no problem that cannot be solved. The high school student who was still stubborn and did not bow his head just now had uneasy eyes.

His lips moved, he didn't know how to say what he wanted to say.

"In fact, if you don't tell me, I can find it."

Chen Hansheng said confidently.

"I know, I know, we apologize, we were really wrong..."

The woman in mink fur hurriedly bent over and bowed, beating her son hard, asking him to apologize quickly.

"Yes, sorry."

Finally, the high school student apologized, although his voice was as small as a mosquito.

"Okay~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I heard it."

Chen Hansheng waved his hand and put on the down jacket with the assistance of Wang Zibo and Luo Xuan: "I was hit by a stick, and your mother was pushed a bit. It was already even. Your apology was actually told to Aunt Huang. You are celebrating the New Year. You have to admit a mistake when you come to make trouble.

One sentence turned Luo Haiping's face flushed, and Chen Hansheng was accusing himself.

"sorry Sorry sorry······"

Seeing that Chen Hansheng forgave herself, Luo Haiping’s mistress wanted to leave with her son.

"and many more!"

Chen Hansheng shouted from behind again.

The woman was taken aback. She just turned around and suddenly saw Chen Hansheng throwing something over. After receiving it, she realized that it was the bottle of safflower oil.

"Go downstairs and find a place to wipe it. The sooner the effect, the better."

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