Shenhao Started From System Downtime

"Youngest, what's the situation?"

"It's fighting."

"Who and whom?"

"Zhao Pengsong and others in our class and Feng Lin's boyfriend Wit and others."

"where?"

"Outside the auditorium."

While trotting out in a hurry, Lin Qian quickly responded to several questions from Jiang Ningchuan.

After hearing Lin Qian's answer, Jiang Ningchuan, Ma Lu, and Shen Ming understood why Lin Qian's expression was so serious.

They all knew about Lin Qian's ravages of Feng Lin and others in the past two days.

Now Zhao Pengsong is fighting with Waite and others, this matter must be inseparable from Lin Qian.

After probably understanding the matter, Jiang Ningchuan didn't ask any more questions.

Several people speeded up their pace and rushed from the backstage to the door of the auditorium, which took just over two minutes in total.

At this moment, outside the auditorium, the scene was in chaos.

"Let all let, let all let!"

Facing the many people watching the excitement on the periphery, Lin Qian plunged directly into the crowd, and then squeezed forward suddenly.

The two bodyguards next to Lin Qian followed closely. The two pairs almost caught up with the thick legs of ordinary people, and blocked the people around Lin Qian outside, making Lin Qian and others unimpeded all the way. Squeezed to the front.

Without the obstruction of the onlookers, Lin Qian's vision immediately became clear.

In the center of the crowd, more than a dozen foreign students headed by Witt were fighting each other with a few people headed by Zhao Pengsong and Zhang Bingyu.

Although they were fighting each other, Zhao Pengsong and others were obviously at a disadvantage in the situation at the scene.

There were more than a dozen people on Witte's side, either black or white. All of them were big and tall, and they seemed to have come here even more prepared, holding hollow alloy steel pipes in their hands.

As for Zhao Pengsong and Zhang Bingyu and others, they are not dominant in number. There are only five or six people, and many of them have empty hands. Only Zhao Pengsong and Zhang Bingyu each hold half a red brick in their hands.

On Zhao Pengsong's side, everyone has color hanging on their bodies, and Zhao Pengsong's face is covered with blood, and his forehead seems to be broken.

At this time, Zhao Pengsong’s expression was very hideous. The red bricks on his hand were all covered with mottled blood. Although Witte’s side was crowded, it did not seem to take advantage of it. Many people also had injuries on their heads. Obviously, Zhao Pengsong The bricks did not take fewer shots.

The sudden intrusion of Lin Qian and others attracted the attention of many people at the scene.

"Lin Qian!"

"You bastard finally showed up!"

Witte in the court saw Lin Qian appear, his face suddenly showed a hideous look, and immediately gave up on the opponent in front of him, carrying the steel pipe and rushing towards Lin Qian, looking at the steel pipe he raised high, it was definitely He rushed to Lin Qian's head, looking like he was really planning to do a cruel hand.

As an international student, Wittur has no fear at all about fighting such things.

As long as he is not seriously injured, he, as a foreigner, has a certain degree of immunity in Chinese law. As for the punishment of the school, he does not care even more. This is what Wittur has always been arrogant and domineering. reason.

For Lin Qian, Wittur hated him very much.

In the past few days on this campus, he is like a ball at the feet of the opponent, allowing him to play whatever he wants. For the always arrogant Wit, he simply cannot stand Lin Qian's." humiliation".

Therefore, he decided to retaliate back with violence.

From the beginning of the literary performance, he led people outside to guard, but after the end, Lin Qian did not squat, but squatted to Zhao Pengsong and others.

When Zhao Pengsong saw Wittur, who was obviously unkind, he immediately called Lin Qian.

Witte saw that Zhao Pengsong was about to call, thinking that since he couldn't squat down to Lin Qian, he would beat Lin Qian and the group of brothers, and he could say that he could vent, so he greeted the people around him and greeted him with all kinds of fists and sticks. , So there is the current situation.

Lin Qian looked gloomy when he saw Witt, who was rushing towards him with a hideous face. He stepped back a little later, raised his right hand, and pointed his finger forward. The two bodyguards next to Lin Qian suddenly understood.

The two bodyguards who were originally like sculptures started to move instantly after receiving instructions from Lin Qian.

The two of them rushed out from Lin Qian almost at the same time, facing the menacing Witt, the two of them almost didn't even look at them, and the two came into contact with each other at an extremely fast speed.

One shot in a flash and directly grasped Wit’s wrist holding the steel pipe, and then slammed back. The steel pipe in Wit’s hand suddenly fell into the hands of the bodyguard, while the other bodyguard raised his leg. A whip leg.

With the impulse of the run-up, this bodyguard's whip leg is heavy.

Wit was hit by such a whip leg on his stomach. He only felt as if his stomach was hit by a car. He held his breath in his chest so that he could not get up. Then he staggered two steps and knelt directly on his knees. On the ground, he started to retching while holding his stomach.

After the two bodyguards finished solving Witte, they didn't even look at Witte again, and rushed directly into the crowd in the team battle.

The two of them seemed to be tigers into the flock. Although the students studying abroad were quite sturdy, they seemed to be fragile lambs in front of them. With a single punch, they could instantly lose the ability to fight each other.

But in just a few tens of seconds, apart from Zhao Pengsong, none of the people following Wit could stand, all lying on the ground wailing.

And the two bodyguards of Lin Qian didn't even change much in their expressions. After dealing with these people, they slowly returned to Lin Qian's side, regaining their original sculptural appearance.

Everyone at the scene was stunned, looking at the eyes of the two bodyguards beside Lin Qian, it was as if they were looking at monsters.

Zhao Pengsong, Zhang Bingyu and others were stupid. Just now they felt as if a gust of wind was passing by their side. Then the foreign devils who had been fighting with them for a long time fell as if they were cutting wheat.

"This combat power..."

"Inhuman..."

Zhang Bingyu subconsciously wiped the nosebleed on his face and murmured.

Yaque was silent at the scene, and only the wailing of Wit and others were left.

Compared to the shock of everyone at the scene, Lin Qian couldn't help shook his head: If you went to the Thunder Shield headquarters and watched the daily training of these bodyguards, I guess you wouldn't make a fuss about the scene in front of you.

Just as Lin Qian was feeling emotional, a figure flashed in front of him.

I saw Zhao Pengsong, who had been standing in place, suddenly rushed from his original position to Witt's front, raising the brick in his hand, and hitting Witt's brain with a fierce blow.

"Wcnmd!"

Wit had just eased a little bit, and just about to get up from the ground, he was hit by a brick crit from Zhao Pengsong.

"FU..."

Before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and was knocked out by Zhao Pengsong gorgeously...

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