The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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"Why, why... cough and cough..." Fei Junping had a severe cough.

She respects Tangge so much, so please Tangge, why is this treatment?

At this time, Tang Yazhen’s figure was a little trembling, and his face was pale.

Su Luo saw her little face pale and pale, could not help but hold her hand, the heart secretly sighed, even the ranking of the fourty-three Fei Junping is allowed to step on the other side to step on, this elite class is indeed violent.

It seems that in the past year, Tang Yazhen, who is not strong enough, has suffered a lot of fear and grievances in the elite class.

Su Luo patted Tang Yan's shoulder and silently comforted.

Tang Yazhen clenched his hand and shivered his voice: "This man is called Chang Zi, the most capable man of Tang Ge, and he usually rushed out to beat people on weekdays."

"I have also beaten you?"

When Tang Yiya saw a glimmer of light in the sorrow of the Soviet Union, she immediately shook her head: "No, no, no, I have not beaten me."

"I know." Su faint smiled, nothing was said on the face, but how she thought about it, only she was clear.

Because of this movement, the people who used to eat in the canteen, the brows were slightly wrinkled.

But they did not go forward to stop, but to stay away from the fighting place, carrying a lunch box, silently went to the safe area, and continued to bury their heads and eat quickly.

They seem to be used to such a farce, and there is a kind of thing that does not care about the indifference that hangs high.

At this time, Su Luo slowly began to understand the words that Tang Yazhen had comforted her before.

When the strength is not enough, finding a boss can really save a lot of unnecessary troubles. At least, it will not be bullied by others.

“Is the school all the time?” The beautiful eyebrows of the Soviet Union were wrinkled.

"As long as you don't make a life, the college won't manage it, and the college will call this a struggle." Tang Yaxi said helplessly.

"Struggle?"

"Only if you are truly bullied, will you practice more vigorously. This is the philosophy of Imperial College." Tang Yayi sighed helplessly.

Su Luo: "..."

This is like playing a game.

What gamers like most is that players kill each other, because once they get into hatred, they will continue to spend money on equipment and upgrades in order to kill each other.

The same is true at Imperial College.

Students and students also need to compete. Once this hate value is drawn, the promotion speed will be fast.

Because this is not a game, this is survival!

At this moment, the first time Su really realized the cruelty of competition.

At this time, the regular arrogant stepping on Fei Junping's chest, the arrogant foot was crushed on her chest, the voice with a trace of disdainful sneer: "Want to know why it will be smashed? Oh, very simple, ten days Before, you bought a half-step Emperor of the Holy Light in the Xicheng District with a young man, isn't it?!"

"Ah?" Fei Junping finally remembered it. It really has such a thing. "I am not robbing. I am looking at it first. He later rushed to buy it!"

Fei Junping felt very embarrassed.

However, Chang Zixiao smiled coldly: "Do you know who he is?"

"I don't know..." At that time, the man was ashamed, and it seemed that he had given up his name, but she was rushing back and didn't hear it.

"That man is the brother of our boss!" Changzi slammed his foot on Fei Junping's chest, and Fei Junping stepped on a blood spurt.