Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Bai Zhen was speechless when asked by it.

As she walked towards the school gate, she weighed the pros and cons between Su Jin and points.

Finally, she sighed, "Forget it, let's check."

System: [Does the host start to query? 】

Bai Zhen walked out of the school gate and turned a corner, just about to speak.

A group of people appeared in front of her, blocking her way.

These people are different from the bad boys in the previous five middle schools. They are real gangsters in society, referred to as black-society-society.

Bai Zhen narrowed her light brown eyes, glanced at the long stick in their hands, and regretted it at the time.

If I had known that she was going out through the main entrance, there were school security guards in that area.

At that time, she was all about finding Su Jin, but she just wanted to be fast, thinking that it would be more convenient to go out and cross the road to take a taxi.

Whoever imagined it gave this group of people an opportunity.

Bai Zhen subconsciously wanted to slip away.

After all, there are so many of them, and they still have weapons in their hands. She is an unarmed young man, so she won't give it away.

But she wanted to slip away, and the other party didn't plan to let her go easily.

Bai Zhen didn't have time to step out.

Just heard a 'boom' sound.

This blow was too unexpected, and Bai Zhen was hit **** the back of the head, and the whole person was directly half-knelt on the ground.

Severe pain swept over, buzzing in her ears, she couldn't hear the cursing around her at all, the scene in front of her was spinning, and her mind was chaotic.

Before Bai Zhen could relax, someone kicked her in the back again. She didn't hold back and fell down, and then a group of people surrounded her.

Fists fell like raindrops.

Bai Zhen put her hands behind her head, her elbows folded, and her body curled up.

The buzzing in her ears didn't seem to diminish, and her head hurt badly. The fingers felt a touch of wetness with a slight stickiness on the back of the head, presumably bleeding.

Bai Zhen was trapped in the middle, standing motionlessly under their punches and kicks.

She frowned and gritted her teeth.

More than ten seconds passed.

Bai Zhen shook his head violently, feeling that the dizziness dissipated a little, and the severe pain in his head was also relieved.

The light brown eyes narrowed suddenly, exuding a shocking edge.

With one hand, she firmly grasped the long stick that was hit by a man, and then pushed it in the opposite direction, and then heard a howl, the man covered his nose, and blood kept oozing out between his fingers.

The rest of the people didn't seem to expect her to fight back suddenly, and they were all stunned for a moment.

Bai Zhen took advantage of this gap and stood up.

Then the long stick in his hand flicked—

Another scream rang out.

Several people curled up and fell to the ground.

Bai Zhen felt the warm liquid flowing from the back of her head into her collar along the tips of her hair.

She lowered her head and looked at her bloodstained hands. The color of her eyes darkened a bit, with extreme coldness. With every step she took, the long stick was dragged on the ground and made a thorny sound.

In that way, it was like Yama who stepped out of hell, making people feel cold on their backs when they saw it.

Bai Zhen was completely **** off.

Without saying a word of superfluous nonsense, he rushed up holding a long stick and fought with the group of thugs.

She wanted to run before because she was in a hurry and found it troublesome.

Now that she has been beaten herself, how can she bear such a temper?

In a dim alley where the street lights are on and off.

The figures cast on the wall are in chaos, and long sticks can be seen constantly rising and falling.

...accompanied by a scream of pain.