The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Under the eyes of everyone watching.

They only saw that Jun Ci was still in that lazy look and stood up.

The body walked straight towards the outside.

The students didn't swarm with them, but they all stood by the window watching the excitement.

The first grade of Grade Three is located on the first floor. If anything happens here, it can still cause onlookers.

After Jun Ci went out, he saw a few boys standing outside the door, exuding a breath of air.

Only two words were written all over his face, owe it!

Seeing Jun Ci coming out, Yang Chengpeng, who shouted, showed a hint of surprise on his face.

The youth's momentum was obviously different from before, and he dared to look directly at him.

Especially in that kind of lazy state, looking at Yang Chengpeng's eyes, there was a slight disdain: "You are looking for your father, something?"

"Wow!"

The onlookers around, including the girls, were full of uproar!

Is this ugly monster crazy today?

Yang Chengpeng is a violent temper, and he is also a bully in the third and fifth class. Few people in the school dare to provoke him.

This Jun Ci, who has been bullied by him, dare to talk to Yang Chengpeng like this today?

Yang Chengpeng was also angry for the first time, but after the anger, he laughed.

"Did you take the medicine today and your brain is abnormal?"

Yang Chengpeng looked at Jun Ci with contempt in his eyes.

Very despised Junci.

"I can hear your head teacher say, you got a scholarship yesterday, right? You don't want to give me some money to honor your father Yang?!"

After saying this, laughter broke out again.

Jun Ci squinted, and in an instant, an inexplicable sharp Fenghan shot out from his eyes.

Yang Chengpeng who was watching had a sudden heart attack for no reason.

Immediately after being offended, he was annoyed with dignity: "You trash, I will ask you to give money out!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the boy in front of him, just turning his head so casually.

"boom!"

A long leg in front of him suddenly rose from his sight, Yang Chengpeng's pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn't respond, his chest was kicked heavily by a burst of tremendous force!

"boom!"

He was kicked and flew out.

No one screamed, but they were all stunned.

No one expected that Junci would actually make such a move.

Unbelievable shot!

It's not over yet. Yang Chengpeng was kicked by her and didn't even have the strength to get up. Jun Ci walked over and stepped on his stomach with a cold and infinite voice: "What are you talking about?"

All around was silent.

Including the classmates who came out to watch the show upstairs, they were shocked.

Yang Chengpeng also wanted to resist, but he never thought that Junci would have such a strong kick. Now he feels that all his internal organs have been displaced by that kick, and his chest is pressed by a boulder, and he is almost dying. Can't breathe.

Special, this, this, is it fantasy?

The eyes of the people around me are violent, this is Junci?

Is this the ugly monarch porcelain?

Kick Yang Chengpeng directly with one kick, anyway, if the strength is changed to himself...

Thinking of this, the surrounding students immediately stepped back silently.

Especially the Junci in the current court, stepping on Yang Chengpeng's body casually, touching his neck with his fingers, moving his head.

Infinite arrogance is written all over his body, and there is a kind of nobleness that people can't directly look at.

It seemed that I couldn't control it the next moment, and I was about to kneel down on the spot for Junci.