Rebirth of Japanese high school students

"Then I'll say goodbye!" Li Xuehao didn't want to force anyone into trouble, and he remembered that in addition to the girl who was attacked, the boy who saw and saved her was also one of the parties involved, and the result of asking him was the same.

The female physiologist ignored him and continued to work with her head down. In fact, the painting was roughly completed, and all that was left was to fill in the colors.

Li Xuehao turned and left. As for the boy who saved her, he didn't know who he was. He secretly regretted that he should have asked clearly at Mingyue Yuehua just now. It seemed too deliberate to go back and ask her now.

But in the blink of an eye, he laughed unconsciously. You don't have to ask Mingyue Yuehua about this matter, someone must know it.

Keiichi Fukuoka is the deputy director of the swimming club. If something happens to someone in the club, he doesn't understand why.

After leaving the school building, Li Xuehao prepared to return to the swimming club.

After walking a few steps, I caught a glimpse of a short boy in the distance being escorted by a group of seven or eight tall boys towards the woods on one side, which was in the direction of the old school building.

Although he only saw a back figure, Li Xuehao still recognized that the short boy being escorted was the "good guy" he met just now when he went to Class C of the second year to find someone.

Judging from the situation, it was obvious that nothing good would happen if the group escorted him there.

Li Xuehao originally didn't intend to meddle in other people's business, but after thinking about it, he chased after him. After all, he had given the boy a good guy card.

With his method, it was too easy for him to stay behind, not to be noticed, not to mention that he was just a few ordinary students, so it was a piece of cake.

Seven or eight tall boys escorted the short boy to the open space in front of the old school building and let him go.

The short boy looked very frightened and had no idea of ​​​​escape. He stood in the middle tremblingly.

"Hey, Hengdera, the money you paid this morning was not enough at all. What's going on?" said a guy in the crowd who was over 1.7 meters tall and looked like the leader. He had one-inch long hair with short ends.

It's slightly curled, I don't know if it's natural or if it's permed like that on purpose.

"...Senior, I have handed over all my pocket money, and I didn't even buy a lunch box for lunch." The short boy explained with a look of fear.

"Oh? Really? You didn't eat the bento, are you blaming me?" The short-haired boy smiled evilly, crossed his hands, pressed his fingers, and there was a cracking sound of bone friction.

The short boy took a step back in fright, and his tone became even more panicked: "No, no, I don't mean to blame senior... I will make up for today's money tomorrow."

"Are you just making up for it?" The short-haired boy sneered dissatisfied, took another step forward, and looked at him condescendingly, "Remember, you have to pay double the pocket money tomorrow."

"Double, double?" The short boy looked pale. He couldn't even pay the original pocket money, let alone double it.

"Oh? Do you have any objections?" The short-haired boy looked at him threateningly.

"I, I don't have that much pocket money..." The short boy's voice sounded like he was crying.

However, the short-haired boy showed no sympathy at all and asked coldly: "No?" Suddenly, without any warning, he punched him.

He hit the short boy on the left side of his face and knocked him to the ground, causing several people nearby to laugh.

"Remember, if you don't hand over double the pocket money tomorrow, it won't be as simple as a punch." The short-haired boy grabbed the short boy's collar and said viciously.

"I, I know..." the short boy didn't dare to look at him and said in a panic.

"Okay, let's go." He threw the short boy away in disgust. The short-haired boy stood up and said to his companions, and walked outside first.

Several companions followed him, and some of them had bad tempers. When they passed the short boy lying on the ground, they even kicked him with their feet. Although the force was not strong, the insult was obvious.

A few people were about to go out through the woods, but soon stopped because in front of them, a man was lazily leaning against a tree, looking at them expressionlessly.

"He's from the Feng Ji Hui." A sharp-eyed person immediately noticed the Feng Ji Hui armband on the opponent's right arm, and the expressions of several companions also became slightly panicked.

After all, it would not be a good thing if someone from the Disciplinary Committee found out that he was bullying the junior students.

The short-haired boy at the head also seemed to be in a bit of a dilemma. Although he didn't care much about the disciplinary committee, the director of the disciplinary committee was a woman who was not easy to mess with. Fortunately, the one who came now was just a guy he didn't know.

The short-haired boy was about to speak when a strong guy behind him, about 1.8 meters tall, leaned into his ear and whispered something.

The boy with short hair suddenly looked at the other side in surprise, with suspicion in his eyes, and his expression slowly calmed down.

Li Xuehao leaned against the tree and noticed this situation, especially when he discovered that the sturdy boy was actually an acquaintance. He was the muscular man among the group of senior students who wanted to blackmail him, but he was eventually married by Mingyue.

The flowers scared me away, and I didn’t expect to see them again today.

"Hey, are you a freshman?" After learning from his subordinates that the discipline committee member opposite was just a freshman, the short-haired boy no longer had the dilemma of being in a dilemma. In his opinion, he was just a freshman in the lower grade. Even if

So what if he's from the ethics committee? If he just scares me a few words, he will definitely not dare to tell anyone about what he saw.

"That's right." Li Xuehao nodded calmly, thinking that the muscular man just now must have told him his identity as a freshman.

"Don't you be polite when you see a senior?" The boy with short hair looked at him coldly, trying to use his status as a senior to overwhelm him.

"As a senior, if you do something like that to a junior, no junior will be willing to salute you." Li Xuehao responded lightly. In Japanese campuses, although the system of juniors and juniors is strict, in this situation, what kind of juniors and juniors are there?

You don’t need to pay too much attention to the system.

Sometimes, the fist system is much stronger than the system of the juniors. Many students in the lower grades will be bullied. That is because they are short and have an honest look. If you don't bully, who will you bully?

The reason why Li Xuehao himself was extorted for property by the muscular man opposite him was because there was someone about the same height as him and his body was stronger, otherwise the average senior student would not dare to touch him.

"Hey, first-year student, are you a little too arrogant?" It was the muscular man who spoke. Now that there is no Mingyue Yuhua here, he naturally has no scruples. In addition, he almost succeeded in blackmailing before, and he is facing the situation in front of him.

The "prey" naturally has no fear, but actually has a considerable advantage in his heart.

"I remember you." Li Xuehao narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up straight, glanced at the muscular man, and then looked around, "I won't say any more nonsense. Just now so many of you bullied a lower grade student, and I saw it

Here we are, as a member of the Ethics Committee, I want to represent the moon...ahem, to punish you on behalf of justice."

"Is this guy crazy?"

"It's just a new student, but he dares to speak like this to his seniors."

"Even if you are from the disciplinary committee, you should be taught a lesson."

Facing Li Xuehao's "Declaration of Justice", the group of short-haired boys were all angered. He was just a junior guy and couldn't see the formality at all. They were all seniors.

"I think if you don't apologize well today, don't think about leaving here easily." As the boss, the boy with short hair has the most say. As soon as he said this, the people behind him dispersed in a tacit understanding, forming a circle.

They surrounded Li Xuehao. In this way, they were not afraid that he would suddenly run away to call for help. At this time, they didn't care whether he was a member of the Discipline Committee or not, and they would beat him first.

"Oh? Threatening the disciplinary committee? I remember it was written in the student handbook that if there is resistance or the situation is critical, members of the disciplinary committee can use force in a timely manner." Li Xuehao looked at the people surrounding him with a calm expression.

"Kid, I can kill you with one hand." The muscular man almost succeeded in blackmailing him before, so he had the most confidence to face Li Xuehao.

"Okay, let's do it." Li Xuehao stretched out his index finger and tickled him.

The muscular man was furious. Faced with such a provocation, his blood boiled all over. He rushed over and waved his fists fiercely.

Li Xuehao remained motionless, seemingly frightened, and the people around him also looked fiercely proud.

But soon, this ferocious pride was replaced by disbelief, and his eyes almost popped out.

Because in their opinion, the freshman who would be knocked down by a punch, just like the short boy they bullied just now, not only avoided the punch of his companion, but also grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up.

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In mid-air, the muscular man struggled violently and kicked his legs wildly. However, Li Xuehao's strength was beyond his ability to break free, just like a dying toad.

"You can deal with me with one hand. Now it seems that I can deal with you with one hand." Li Xuehao didn't even look at the muscular man in his hand. His eyes scanned the faces of the people around him one by one, his expression calm.

However, it is this kind of calmness that makes people feel the most frightened. He is holding a person in his hand, but he is not looking at it at all, and he does not care about the person's life or death at all. This kind of indifferent attitude makes people think

It just felt creepy.

Moreover, the group of short-haired boys quickly noticed the fact that the muscular man could be said to be the strongest among them, but not only did he have no resistance, he was even grabbed by the opponent with one hand and lifted in the air.

This is a hand!

How much strength is needed to achieve this.

"Asshole, let him down quickly, you will kill him." The boy with short hair was the first to wake up, but he did not dare to rush over and could only shout in his mouth.

"Did you think about this when you were bullying others just now?" Li Xuehao asked with a cold face. He naturally knew the severity of his actions and would not really hurt anyone's life.

The short-haired boy didn't care about this, and stretched out a hand to point at him fiercely: "Don't be too arrogant, freshman, we are from the judo club. Do you understand? Now I order you to let him go."

Come down."