Yang Ming couldn't wait to see Wang Zhitao get beaten up, so he kept saying in his heart, Beat harder!
Now, seeing that Zhou Jiajia was trying to mediate, Yang Ming couldn't sit back and watch. After all, Wang Zhitao was still his brother, and Yang Ming didn't want to fall out with him immediately. He had to stand up helplessly and said lazily, "You two, that's enough. I still want to eat. Don't fight here."
"Ha, another one who isn't afraid of death. Who are you? Don't tell me that your father is also the chairman of some group? "Liu Zhaojun didn't expect that there were so many students in this class. But it was a good opportunity for him to practice. He was worried that he wouldn't have a chance to show his power.
"My father is just an ordinary worker." Yang Ming said faintly, "It's fine if you leave now. After a while, when I'm in a bad mood, you'll be useless."
Although Yang Ming's words were similar to what Wang Zhitao said just now, this calm tone was more imposing than the angry tone.
"What?" Liu Zhaojun was stunned. This kid dared to show off in front of me without any background? Could it be that he's a tiger? "Are you sick?"
"I'm not sick, but I guess you'll have to go to the hospital soon." After Yang Ming finished this sentence, he picked up a stool and threw it over. He knew that the other party was from the Taekwondo Club. In terms of fighting, he might not be his opponent, but fighting was about skills. It had nothing to do with real ability. Years of actual combat experience told Yang Ming that no matter how strong the opponent was, as long as you made the first move, then the opponent's strength would be weakened a lot.
Of course, this was an exception for martial arts masters, but such people didn't exist in reality.
Yang Ming's moves were different from Wang Zhitao's. Yang Ming was a fighting master. He knew how to defeat the enemy in one move and how to maximize the pain to the opponent. So, his moves were ruthless, accurate, and steady.
Liu Zhaojun was a Taekwondo master, but he wasn't an actual combat master. It was easy to deal with someone like Wang Zhitao who didn't have much fighting experience. But when facing someone like Yang Ming, before he could react, he was hit to the ground and his head was bleeding.
Li Jiasheng often participated in fights, but Song Jiang Industry University was a famous university. The students would at most be beaten black and blue. No one would hit someone's head with a wooden bench. This was the fighting style of a street gangster. Wasn't this the same as beating someone to death?!
Li Jiasheng was scared silly, but Yang Ming reminded him faintly, "Aren't you going to send him to the doctor?"
Only then did Li Jiasheng react. He helped Liu Zhaojun up and walked to the door. When he walked to the door, he turned back and pointed at Yang Ming to warn, "You wait! ........
. "" Idiot. "Yang Ming rolled his eyes and didn't take it to heart. Yang Ming had seen too many of these words of courtesy before leaving after being beaten up.
Zhou Jiajia looked at Yang Ming's move, and her eyes were filled with a complicated look.
Yang Ming didn't pay attention to Zhou Jiajia. He helped Wang Zhitao up and said pretentiously, "Class Monitor Wang, are you okay?"
"I'm okay. Thank you, Yang Ming, for chasing them away." Wang Zhitao felt that it was a good thing to have a violent friend around him.
"I didn't think that there would be such a bad person in our university. He actually beat someone up." Yang Ming was talking about Liu Zhaojun on the surface, but he was mocking Wang Zhitao for beating him up first. "Sorry, I was a little late."
"That doesn't matter. D * mn, I finally vented my anger. I'm so pissed!" Wang Zhitao scolded. At this moment, Wang Zhitao didn't care about Yang Ming stealing his limelight. He was thinking about how to find trouble with Liu Zhaojun.
However, in this way, he transferred the spearhead to Liu Zhaojun, leaving enough time for Yang Ming to grow. Yang Ming had to thank those two guys.
"Are you two okay?" He couldn't take Wang Zhitao's beating for nothing. At least, he had to let Zhou Jiajia understand that he was injured because of her.
"I'm fine. Thank you." Since they were injured, Zhou Jiajia couldn't be too cold, so she had to thank him perfunctorily.
"Thank you, but your nose … is it okay?" Wang Xue was very enthusiastic.
"I'm fine. It's not a big deal. This injury is nothing!" Wang Zhitao casually plugged his nose with tissue paper so that it would stop bleeding. "En? Your online name is Charming Baby, right? "Wang Zhitao suddenly pretended to be enlightened.
"Yeah … you are?" Zhou Jiajia also pretended not to remember.
"I'm Prince Datao!" Wang Zhitao said with joy. However, he didn't look like a prince now.
"Oh, it turned out to be you. Hehe." Zhou Jiajia smiled and recognized Wang Zhitao.
"Hehe, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet you here." Wang Zhitao smiled.
"Yeah." Zhou Jiajia hesitated and said, "Why? Aren't you going to introduce me to these friends around you?"
Wang Zhitao naturally didn't know that Zhou Jiajia and Yang Ming were old acquaintances. Seeing that she took the initiative to talk to him, he quickly said enthusiastically, "These two are my high school classmates. Now, they are good buddies. The one who attacked just now was Yang Ming. This guy is a rough guy. Hehe, he didn't scare you, right?"
Rough person? You're the rough person. Zhou Jiajia frowned, but she smiled and nodded to Yang Ming, "Hello, my name is Zhou Jiajia. Thank you for teaching those two guys a lesson. Oh? You're also called Yang Ming? Your name is the same as one of my junior high school classmates! "
"Is that so?" Yang Ming glanced at this little flirtatious woman. He didn't understand what she wanted to do, but he didn't want to hit a smiling face. Although Yang Ming didn't have a good impression of her, he still nodded and said, "That's a coincidence. I used to have an enemy. She is also called Zhou Jiajia."
"Hehe, that's a bit of a coincidence." Zhou Jiajia smiled.
"Haha, there are many people with the same name in this world. It seems that we all have a lot of fate!" Wang Zhitao didn't see the smell of gunpowder in the tone of the two people. He thought it was really a coincidence. "In this case, today's meal is on me. How about we eat together?"
Zhou Jiajia didn't want to eat with Wang Zhitao, but she glanced at Yang Ming again. She was a little hesitant in her heart. She hesitated and said, "Okay …"
"You guys eat. Zhang Bin and I have already eaten. We will go first." Yang Ming didn't want to eat with Zhou Jiajia. And they did eat. Just now, only Wang Zhitao was bragging and didn't eat anything.
To be honest, Wang Zhitao was really unwilling to let Yang Ming and the others stay here. Since they took the initiative to leave, Wang Zhitao had no reason to keep them. So he said, "That's fine. I will deal with it directly in a while. You guys go first."
Zhang Bin also came with his "girlfriend." Naturally, he wasn't interested in getting to know other beauties. So when Yang Ming suggested it, the four people got up and left.
After Yang Ming and the others left, Wang Zhitao just wanted to sit with Zhou Jiajia and the others, but he heard Zhou Jiajia say, "Wang Zhitao, since you all have eaten, then let's call it a day. Let's meet again another day. Your nose … Let's go to the school doctor's office first. "
Yang Ming had left. Zhou Jiajia didn't want to stay with Wang Zhitao anymore, so she tactfully asked him to leave.
"Huh?" Wang Zhitao didn't expect things to turn out like this. But he felt that the beauty still cared about him, so he wasn't that disappointed. So he said, "Okay, let's call it a day. Let's talk on QQ another day!"
Wang Zhitao didn't eat a single bite, but he had to pay for two tables of bills. But he was willing to do so. So there was a saying, "If you aren't an idiot, how would you know the joy of being an idiot?"
After leaving the restaurant, they saw a small stall selling Chinese crepes. The smell made Wang Zhitao drool. So he took out two yuan and bought a Chinese crepe. He ate it while walking.
A man with a face full of blood and a paper stuffed in his nose was eating Chinese crepes at the entrance of Song Jiang Industry University. It was a beautiful scene. It was said that the school's security treated him as a beggar. When he was about to enter the university, he was kicked out. Luckily, Wang Zhitao had the payment receipt, or else he couldn't explain it clearly.
"Yang Ming, you hurt that person just now. Aren't you afraid of revenge?" Chen Mengyan said with some blame, "Today's matter, it's not your turn to stand up!"
"That's right, boss. It's better that Wang Zhitao was beaten to death. Why do you care about him?" Zhang Bin said with confusion.
Yang Ming shook his head and didn't say anything. He was conflicted, but he couldn't fall out with Wang Zhitao now.
"I just can't stand the arrogance of those two people." Yang Ming found an excuse for himself.
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