Urban Romance

[The text of Chapter 1]

345 Chapter 344 Bullying My Little Brother

Wei Lan grabbed Su Ke's arm and shook his head straight towards him. Although this entangled her and made her a little unhappy, after all, she was also a neighbor when she was a kid. If Su Ke beats him, she will always feel unwell. Excuse me.

Su Ke turned her head to look at Wei Lan. The girl was winking at herself, but before she could speak, she felt a fist blow.

Even if Su Ke has dual purpose, with the bonus blessings of military boxing mastery in Jeet Kune Do mastery, his body's reaction speed has already surpassed ordinary people. He didn't even look at it. He just bent his knees and kicked his foot. Go out.

One inch short and one inch long, one inch long and one inch strong, the arms naturally cannot beat the thighs.

Mo He is 1.81 meters tall and his arms are already long, but before his fists are even close to Su Ke, he feels that Su Ke lifted his legs, followed by a sudden pain in the lower abdomen, and his body fell back involuntarily.

The shoe print on the snow-white sweatshirt was not too obvious. Mo Helian quit five or six steps and finally stabilized himself without sitting on the ground, but this shame was already a shame to him.

His face was flushed, like a wild dog with a tail on his tail. Where can he take care of the image, he just stood still and rushed forward.

Wei Lan had just been struck by Sukla when she fisted up to prevent being injured by accident. Naturally, it was her neighbor who was a child when she first started, but it seems that Su Ke did not use all his strength, otherwise He's afraid he has to lie on the ground now.

I just wanted to talk to Mo Mo, who knew that this guy seemed crazy, and rushed at Su Ke again.

To be honest, the main reason for Su Ke's irritability is because Luo Feiyan, some things are in his heart, a little accumulation, it will become stress, and this thing is impossible to tell others, so Su Ke Feeling dull.

Fortunately, someone fell asleep after sending a pillow, and my heart was dull. Someone immediately rushed to let him vent, watching Mo He rushed with his fist again, and Su Ke's mouth slightly tilted, but he didn't see any action. With one side of his body, he grabbed his wrist with one hand, and grabbed the collar with the other.

Pulling hard into your arms, bend your right leg knee, and suddenly slam up, and then slap, slap again and slap, knees hit Mo He's chest, making a muffled sound, and the mood then became much more relaxed.

Even Su Ke couldn't believe that there seemed to be a lot of violence in his blood.

"Suker! Suker!" Wei Lan stood behind Suker, pulling his horns tightly: "Don't fight, he'll kill you!"

In this time, a lot of people gathered at the school gate, all of them were students who pushed the car to enter the school gate, watching the excitement around.

The 1.8-meter-long man had no power to fight back in Su Ke's hand. After Su Ke let go, he lay directly on the ground, retching, his body curled up, and a pile of transparent and sticky liquid on the corner of his mouth. Very disgusting.

Wei Lan stood on the side, trying to help Mo Mo, but she was worried about being misunderstood by Su Ke, frowning and wondering what to do, but soon Su Ke helped her solve this trouble, and watched Su Ke go to lie Mo He, who fell down, crouched down and patted the soil on him very kindly.

"Do you think I hit you now?" The voice was soft.

Mo He's heartbeat was fast and chaotic. The stomach seemed to be convulsing, and he twitched, struggling to raise his arms, but he still had no strength, staring at Su Ke, like To eat people.

"Do you know who I am?" Mo He finished his aggressive sentence, could not help coughing again, and reached out and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Oh!" Su Ke smiled helplessly after hearing his sentence, thinking that he seemed to have heard this sentence many times, his ears were almost starting to cocoon, and his face was grinning: "Are you having amnesia? ? I don't know who I am? "

"Will you be the Ouyang Feng of Bai Tuoshan? The one who died of his son?" Su Ke vented his irritability, and the whole person became a lot more relaxed all the time, but there was a mood to tease this sad child.

"You ----!" Mo He was already physically injured, it was already very painful, and it was Wei Lan who was violent in front of him and lost his face. Who knew that Su Ke was still ridiculing himself, and he was so red? His small face suddenly turned white.

"What are you doing?" Su Ke still had a smile on her cheek, and she was very serious, looking at Mo He coldly: "I remind you, stay away from Wei Lan!"

After speaking, Su Ke stood up and ignored Mo He: "Let's go!"

Wei Lan sighed, pushed the car behind Su Ke, entered the school gate, the show ended, and the onlookers were not interested, except that they all showed sympathy when passing by Mo He.

Mo He gasped and climbed a little bit from the ground. The white sportswear on his body was stained with a lot of dirt and was very embarrassed. Although Su Ke and Wei Lan had disappeared, he was still dead. Staring at the school gate, his two fists clenched tightly, his knuckles were a little pale.

Standing still, Mo He calmed down his breath, and then pulled out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and rang for a long time before being connected. The first sentence was: "Dong, I'm bullying! "

"Well, you just came back for a few days! Got it! You told your brother who was so short-sighted and bullied my little brother!" The man on the phone seemed to have not woke up, and his voice was still confused.

"A student in the seventeenth hit me! You must avenge me!" Mo He's voice of help sounded very wronged.

"Okay, I'll take someone there later!" It was easy to say over there, it seemed that this little thing was not worth mentioning at all.

"What did you do yesterday? Didn't come back all day?" Wei Lan followed Su Ke upstairs and asked.

"Eh! Something happened yesterday, didn't the teacher look for me?" Naturally Su Ke wouldn't say what happened yesterday, but as a student, or a student in the third year of high school, a day off school is indeed a big event.

"Why not? When Teacher Shen asked, I said you were sick!" Wei Lan beaked, as if she was not happy because she was lying.

"Thank you!" Su Ke nodded, and as soon as he finished speaking, he was dumbfounded: "I'm going! Teacher Shen!"

At this moment, a man in his forties, of medium build, with black-framed glasses and a slight thankfulness, was standing at the door of the classroom, not someone else. It was Su Ke's class teacher Shen Zheng, watching Su Ke step on Lou, raised his hand to signal him to come over, looking very serious.