Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

"..." The dean was speechless.

Yan Motou glanced at Principal Sun, walked around in a circle, and quickly took out eight cameras.

Seeing that the cameras were all in the hands of Devil Yan, Meng Chao said again: "It's a fact that Zuo Haoran was injured, but I don't understand. I just recovered and my hands and feet are limp and weak. How could I be punched so badly? Teacher Yan , Teacher Wang, and Director Ma, please take a look in front of so many classmates, and clear up my confusion? Otherwise—”

"Otherwise, why would the school still wrong good people?" The dean bit the bullet, "Teacher Yan, open it and have a look!"

Each miniature camera comes with an ultra-clear monitoring screen.

Yan Motou handed eight cameras to the dean and several class teachers in the third grade group, and Wang Longjun also grabbed one.

Chu Feixiong and other students rushed to get behind Wang Longjun and stretched their necks to look.

The fighting process was very short, only two or three minutes, and the rabbits rose and falcons fell. First, Meng Chao was beaten until his face was full of peach blossoms, and then he rushed towards Zuo Haoran, and then Zuo Haoran flew out while vomiting blood.

Ordinary students couldn't see why, the class teachers were thoughtful, the dean's face gradually turned pale, but Yan Motou's pupils suddenly shrank.

He collected several cameras and replayed the last scene several times from different angles at a speed three to five times slower.

Afterwards, he cursed fiercely, and strode towards Zuo Haoran who was on the stretcher.

"Say, what move are you planning to use just now to deal with Meng Chao?" Yan Motou glared.

Zuo Haoran's face was pale, and he was speechless for a long time.

"Say it quickly, if you don't tell me, I can find out, but if you don't know your injury, it will take a lifetime to delay your treatment!" Yan Motou's voice was stern.

Zuo Haoran, who was seriously injured, could not handle the iron-blooded instructor's aura. He shivered, and subconsciously said, "Yes, it's "Breaking the Heart"."

As soon as this remark came out, the students hadn't responded yet, and several class teachers gasped and jumped up.

"You know "Breaking Heart"?"

"Students discussing each other, you actually use "Breaking the Heart", what are you trying to do?"

"Oh, student Zuo Haoran, you are too, you are too impulsive!"

They were both shocked and annoyed.

The dean even covered his face, as if the situation was over.

"Teacher Yan, what's the situation, exactly how Zuo Haoran was injured, we really want to know." Chu Feixiong stood up and said loudly on behalf of all Class 6 students.

Yan Motou glanced at Principal Sun and saw that the principal had nothing to say. Facing the excited students, he could only tell the truth: "Student Zuo Haoran used a very... powerful killing method in the competition "Heart Breaking" , but he hasn't practiced well yet, there is a blockage in exerting force, and the explosive force is concentrated on his spine, and at the moment of force, Meng Chao just punched him in the chest, detonating his spine. The power in the depths made the spine burst."

"The Heart-Breaking Hammer, which is known as 'a string of whips, nails piercing through the bones'?"

When he said this, some well-informed students finally thought of it and couldn't help but exclaimed, "This is a domineering killing method specially used to deal with monsters with rough skin and thick flesh. It exploded, Zuo Haoran actually wanted to use it on Meng Chao, isn't it too vicious?"

"So that's the case, he reaped the fruit of himself!"

"So, Meng Chao is defending himself?"

"It wasn't Meng Chao who hurt Zuo Haoran, it was him who hurt himself. Meng Chao shouldn't be blamed at all!"

Yan Motou sent all eight cameras to the teaching director: "Director Ma, do you have any objections to my judgment?"

Ma Qingyun's horse face twisted into twists, and changed three or four layers of color, and finally said viciously: "Then, it was always caused by the two of them fighting privately. Student Meng Chao, why did you run to the small woods with Zuo Haoran?" Private fight!"

"Director Ma, once again, it's not a private fight, but an accidental mistake during the sparring, including this move "Breaking the Heart", which Zuo Haoran agreed to demonstrate to me in advance, so I think the whole thing is qualitative Better for 'accidents'."

Meng Chao said calmly, "Otherwise, it would be hard to understand. At most, Zuo Haoran and I have a small conflict, something that can be resolved in a few words, why did we launch such an exaggerated 'string of whips, bone-penetrating nails, heart-breaking beating'?" , the matter is really serious, whether it is not good for me, Zuo Haoran, Class 6, or our school, what do you think?"

The dean's expression changed.

Several head teachers also frowned.

Yes, it is common for students to fight, but they used "Breaking the Heart" during the fight, and it was clearly photographed. If this kind of thing spreads, it will be difficult to control the intensity of the escalation of the situation.

If it is not done well, the overall image of the Ninth Middle School will be damaged.

Even if the dean himself taught such a cruel nephew who reaped the consequences, his face would be disgraceful, and it would be a hindrance to his career to some extent.

But if it's a martial arts competition between classmates and accidentally misses, that's another matter.

The dean was still hesitating, but Principal Sun, who had been silent all this time, finally opened his mouth.

"Director Ma, classmate Zuo Haoran is still lying here, should we send the child to the hospital first? The other classes are still testing, and if you make such a fuss, it will affect the future of the children. Isn't it good?"

The shriveled little old man said weakly, missing a few teeth, his speech leaked, and he lacked momentum.

The dean seemed to have been hit by a stick, his arrogance suddenly subsided, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes, principal."

"Mr. Yan, classmate Meng Chao is here. You can ask the child clearly how the accident happened, and make a report. By the way, look better and don't scare the child." Principal Sun said again.

"Yes, principal!" Yan Motou subconsciously stood at attention, like an iron-blooded instructor facing his own iron-blooded instructor

"Very good, very good." Principal Sun smiled, and returned to the mascot state of napping all day, with his hands behind his back, and walked out of the grove.

The students let out a long sigh of relief. It seemed that things were going in the direction of "unexpected".

However, Meng Chao must have hit Zuo Haoran by accident, right? It is true to say that it was an accident.

Otherwise, how could Meng Chao decipher "Breaking Heart"? It's completely inexplicable!

Under their complicated eyes, Meng Chao was taken away by Yan Motou.

The two didn't go to the office or the political and educational office, but just strolled around the campus.

"Test your speed and strength in the morning, how much strength do you retain?"

Yan Motou was unhurried in front, and suddenly asked an irrelevant and very strange question.

Meng Chao didn't intend to hide it, so he thought for a while: "Twenty to thirty percent?"

Now it is 20-30%, and it will be hard to say in a few days.

"Why?"

"No challenge, no interest."

"Hehe, only the 'golden target' can arouse your interest? The marksmanship is good, who did you learn from?"

"And my dad. He used to be a sharpshooter in the army. A few days ago, there was a 'ghost-eyed golden-winged flame worm' that invaded Tianfuyuan. It was my dad who shot him in the head."

"So that's how it is." Yan Motou suddenly stood still, turned his head and said, "You did it on purpose today."

Facing the sharp bayonet-like eyes of the iron-blooded instructor, Meng Chao didn't evade. Instead, he took a big step forward like a bayonet: "Yes, on purpose."

Yan Motou said: "I want an explanation."

Meng Chao shrugged: "It's just self-defense."

Yan Motou said: "Self-defense or preemptive strike? If you don't fish, Zuo Haoran may not touch you."

"Am I going to pin my fate on other people's 'not necessarily'?"

Meng Chao sneered, "Mr. Yan, if there is a vicious monster standing next to you and your family, don't you have to carefully distinguish whether it is hungry or not, whether it is possible to let you go, or what difficulties it has? , is it a kind monster, can you think of a safer way to deal with it?

"I'm just a high school student. I can't deal with everything. I can only dig a hole, stick sharp knives in the bottom of the hole, and then stand behind the hole to see if it jumps. If it doesn't jump, then forget it. It insists on jumping." , what can I do, kneel down and beg it not to jump?"

Devil Yan stared at Meng Chao for a long time, and finally said: "Okay, this explanation is acceptable, and I will take care of all the troubles that follow, so you can concentrate on preparing for the exam!"

Meng Chao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled brightly: "Thank you, Teacher Yan, I knew you were the most fair and kind teacher in the school."

Yan Motou waved his hand: "Don't flatter me, I really want to thank me, have you ever thought about getting into a military academy?"

Meng Chao shook his head bluntly: "Fat Xiong wants to be a great general who can do everything right away, please help him more, I'll let it go."

Yan Motou's eyes flashed brightly: "Why, I don't think you hate war."

Meng Chao worked as a harvester for ten years in his previous life, and he also suffered from some occupational diseases. He curled his lips: "The soldiers are too rude. Every time they use machine guns and cannons to tank the monsters, they make a mess of the monsters. They were very resourceful, but they were wasted for seven years." It's not my style to be so simple and rude."

Yan Motou laughed: "Oh, what style do you like?"

"Delicate, precise, elegant."

Meng Chao recalled, waving his hands unconsciously, as if holding an invisible scalpel and scalpel, "I like to cut open the skin of monsters, cut through their blood vessels, gently touch their internal organs, and collect every drop of blood , stripping off every organ intact, and putting them into containers filled with various medicinal liquids. In the end, a ferocious monster turned into pieces of exquisite handicrafts. This is the art of harvesting, and I am I want to be that kind of artist."

The fascinated expression on his face made Mo Yan couldn't help shaking.

Are all high school students this perverted?

"last question."

Devil Yan took a few steps forward, and said casually, "Did you really dream that I died that day?"

Meng Chao was stunned for a while before he remembered that Demon Yan was talking about the day he was reborn.

"Uh, Teacher Yan, dreams are always reversed, don't you mind this?" He scratched his head.

"Hehe, I don't mind at all, on the contrary, I really hope so."

In Meng Chao's astonishment, Yan Motou said, "I used to be a member of the 'Red Dragon Army' of Dragon City's regular army. Although I am retired now, the Red Dragon Army will be the Red Dragon Army until death. , is the greatest disgrace, since human beings are inherently mortal, I very much hope that I can be buried in the belly of the beast, and use my last bone to pierce the heart of the monster——for every Red Dragon Army, this is the best death Law.

"So, thank you, classmate Meng Chao, for being able to dream of my death."

"..."

This time it was Meng Chao's turn to be speechless.

Yan Motou laughed and strode forward.