Lord of the Night

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Baiyun Martial Arts Academy caused an uproar.

Fang Che started the fire for three days in a row and beat everyone to death. On the fourth day, they were so beaten that they couldn't go to class. He actually rushed to the clinic to have another shot!

It’s simply heartbreaking!

"What kind of hatred is there!"

The dean of the Academic Affairs Office slapped the table and cursed Li Changkong and the four of them bloody.

"Is this still a martial arts academy?"

"Are you four people eating shit?"

"Beat violently for four consecutive days!"

"What a bastard!"

The four people were scolded and looked unhappy, but they had no temper.

After all, this is true!

"This Fang Che must be punished!"

The director slapped the table and cursed.

Li Changkong's expression changed: "Director, this punishment cannot be given casually. It's just a fight between students. What's the big deal? Which year in our martial arts academy didn't students fight? What year didn't a few lives get lost? The fire started but it didn't die. …”

"Li Changkong!"

The director's face turned purple.

"Listen to yourself, are you still saying this as a teacher? What does it mean to not be dead?!"

Li Changkong was sprayed with saliva, and he was so angry that he didn't dare to move.

"I think this matter... is indeed not a small matter, but the punishment would be a bit excessive."

Following the voice, Supervisor Meng Chizheng walked in, holding a file in his hand and looking upright.

"The supervisor is here!"

Everyone stood up.

"kindness."

Meng Chizheng, with his green beard fluttering, said: "I have conducted a detailed investigation into this matter. These are the causes and consequences."

investigation?

Everyone was in high spirits.

I saw Meng Chizheng unrolling a scroll, taking a look and saying: "During the competition, Fang Che released his kindness. He said so... You see, Huo Churan said so at that time... Gratitude, It started from that. Of course that was just the reason.”

He turned another page, pointed and said: "After the division, Huo Churan said many times that Fang Che's championship was not worthy of his name. Qiu Yunshang gave up without even fighting, which was obviously a secret operation. There is even a market for this kind of talk.”

"Similar remarks have been made many times by Huo Churan, and more than once, he said that he wanted to make Fang Che look good and make Fang Che pay the price..."

Meng Chizheng turned another page and said: "Look here, look here, look here... It is enough to show that when the fire started to burn in his heart, the resentment was already deep. But Fang Che never fought back until he was in the dining hall. When we met, the conflict completely broke out.”

He closed the file and sighed softly: "I have been holding grudges for a long time..."

Li Changkong and others:? ? ? ? …

"In summary……"

Meng Chizheng said solemnly: "The student's personal grievances are indeed serious, and what Fang Che did was indeed a bit excessive, but... there is no smoke without fire. If the fire was not so mean, could Fang Che hit him?"

"In other words, if the person who is targeted by the fire is you and me, can we be able to endure this kind of thing? Why should we give it a beating?"

"Fang Che just hit him too much. If only one of them is punished because of the mistakes of two people, then how can our martial arts academy be fair? If this matter spreads out, our Baiyun Martial Arts Academy will Thousands of years of reputation issues...have you ever considered it?"

"So, either punish them together! Or neither punish them at all!"

Meng Chizheng said.

Well, each has fifty big boards.

Everyone was stunned.

Especially the four teachers in Class 11 were a little confused.

Could it be that after Huo Churan had been beaten so many times, he still had to be punished?

Just then.

Meng Zhizheng asked: "Li Jiaoxi, you are the gold medalist of the martial arts academy. In your opinion, what should this matter be like?"

He said sincerely: "You should be more generous as a person. In my personal opinion, you should not be punished for the first time the fire breaks out."

Li Changkong had a spiritual meeting, and immediately said magnanimously: "I think the supervisor is right, and I also think it is better not to punish the first fire."

The four teachers in Class 11 suddenly felt their stomachs bloated with anger.

You are so kind!

Speaking of which, the four teachers had average impressions of the initial fire.

This student is indeed not very lovable, unruly, and has a somewhat cruel personality. He is even more violent in his daily speech and actions. He beat and scolded his classmates, was extremely ruthless and arrogant, and no one noticed him.

How can I like it?

But after all, he is his own student.

He pinched his nose and said, "Then there will be no punishment."

Everyone is happy!

Meng Chizheng turned his head and said to Li Changkong and the others: "You should also pay attention when you go back. Don't blindly use barbaric methods to educate students like Fang Che. You have taught students for so many years, don't you understand the principle of teaching students in accordance with their aptitude? ?”

Li Changkong said yes repeatedly.

"It's naturally wrong for Fang Che to hit people in such a continuous manner. But at this point, you have to find a way."

Meng Chizheng said earnestly: "After all, I am just a student. If students are not sensible, they cannot be ignorant of our teachings, right?"

Li Changkong's face was full of shame and he agreed again and again.

Meng Chizheng gave another lecture to the director: "And you, when you are the director, you should do it well, and you will be punished at every turn. Is this how punishment is used?"

The director also looked ashamed.

"And you, you have to keep up with Huo Chulan's moral education. This child is very violent."

Meng Chizheng caught four teachers from Class 11 and spoke to them.

The four teachers bowed their heads and agreed.

After everyone was taught a lesson, Meng Chizheng left.

I didn’t put down the file in my hand.

No one knows whether the file in his hand is the past grudge between Fang Che and Huo Churan...

…

Fang Che returned to the classroom and received a hero's welcome from Mo Ganyun.

"My brother!"

Mo Ganyun looked at Fang Che like he was an idol: "That's awesome! Rush to the clinic and get a shot!"

Fang Che smiled and said: "Some trivial things are not worth mentioning."

"Idol!"

Mo Ganyun looked admiring: "Let me go next time! It's so enjoyable, so enjoyable... I'm a member of a noble family, but I'm not as good at bullying as you. It's embarrassing to think about it."

Fang Che looked behind Mo Ganyun without saying a word.

There was a crisp snap.

Mo Ganyun was slapped to the ground by Li Changkong and kicked twice: "You want to do such a big thing for me?! Mo Ganyun, come and see how heavy your bones are!"

Mo Ganyun repeatedly begged for mercy: "I don't dare to teach you anymore! I really don't dare anymore."

But the four teachers still didn't stop.

If Fang Che doesn't accept it if we beat him, why don't we beat you Mo Ganyun?

After a while.

Mo Ganyun's large font was lying on the ground, occupying almost three square meters.

There is a lot of air coming out and little air coming in, with a look of despair.

I have to say that the martial arts academy teaches beating people, and it is really experienced.

No injuries at all.

But...it will definitely make you miserable for a long time.

"Fang Che! Come here!"

Fang Che was called to criticize and educate again.

But this time, unexpectedly, he didn't get beaten.

But all kinds of words are serious and thoughtful.

Especially the snow on the ice made my eyes red.

Fang Che had no choice but to agree again and again not to be so impulsive in the future.

Anyway, it's almost enough for now.

As the saying goes: Put yourself in your shoes and compare your feelings with your own.

Fang Che thought for a moment. If he was bullied like this, he felt that he would be merciful if he didn't dig up the other person's ancestral grave.

If the Huo family can endure even this, Fang Che is willing to call the Huo family the ancestor of the Nin family from now on.

"I didn't hold back my temper this time. I thought I would be punished."

Fang Cheshan asked this sentence: "It's still the four teachers who taught me well, and the students are very grateful."

According to Fang Che's experience in the world, Li Changkong and others would not be able to protect themselves in such a big matter. Even if they could, they would have to argue for several days.

But the situation immediately calmed down, which was no longer the energy of the four teachers.

So Fang Che needs to know who this person is.

Because he knew very clearly that there were undercover undercovers from the Xinxin Martial Arts Academy at the top of the Baiyun Martial Arts Academy.

And this person is aware of his existence.

Be truly clear about who you are.

so……

Fang Che made this big fuss not just against Huo Churan and Wei Zihao.

There are other reasons too.

He wanted to see who was protecting him in the martial arts academy.

Now the senior officials of the martial arts academy with sufficient qualifications and high status should know that they are taught by Yi Xin. After all, Ye Meng is by their side.

He must lock down several targets as quickly as possible.

The person who suppressed this matter may not be an undercover agent, but there is at least 30% suspicion.

Fang Che naturally wouldn't know, because due to some high-level operations, few people in the martial arts academy's senior management knew that he was now taught by Yi Xin.

"This is not our strength, we are not that capable!"

Bing Shangxue rolled her eyes and said: "This time, the supervisor came forward and the matter was settled. Moreover, the upper echelons of the martial arts academy basically did not speak out. Obviously they did not want to punish you, so it was so easy."

Fang Che nodded repeatedly: "The student would like to thank the supervisor."

"hehe……"

Duan Zhongliu looked at him: "Go back and learn your martial arts. Xiami, who is not even a grandmaster, has the nerve to meet the supervisor."

"..."

Fang Che looked disgusted.

But two words were firmly remembered in my heart: Supervisor!

That afternoon.

Fang Che returned to his compound, and Ye Meng was practicing his sword.

"My lord, my lord, I seem to have broken through the ninth rank of warrior."

Fang Che didn't even raise his eyelids: "You're only at level 9, what are you so proud of? Go and practice! Day by day, you don't eat enough, and you can't practice anything. If you only gain weight but not brains, I think you're going to turn into a pig!" "

Ye Meng's face suddenly fell.

Ever since I came to the Fang family, I have never seen Fang Che look good!

This kind of encounter is also intoxicating.

Besides, where did I gain weight?

Not fat at all.

Even if a certain place is a little higher and a certain place is a little warped, can this be seen?

I couldn't help but blush on my face.

He snorted, rolled his eyes and continued practicing his sword.

Unknowingly, although Fang Che still looked unhappy, Ye Meng had relaxed a lot after being in contact with Fang Che.

"Why!"

Fang Che shouted: "Don't sleep like a dead pig at night. There should be something going on these nights. An assassination or something is probably coming."

Ye Meng was startled, she quickly put away her sword and walked back.

"What's wrong? How can there be an assassination?"

Ye Meng frowned.

Could it be that the assassination came from the defenders? Ordinarily it wouldn't be the case. If the guard in the main hall wants to kill Fang Che, just give him a message and that will be it.

So it was an assassination by the Demon Cult? But Fang Che is originally from the Demon Cult.

Why did the Demon Cult want to kill him?

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[My blood sugar is high. I haven’t eaten sweets for a long time, but I like it again. I secretly ate a melon and put the rind into a small plastic bag to throw away. However, Huahua took it out and ran all over the floor and was discovered.

Oatmeal was scheduled for the next week. Simply miserable. 】