Chapter 1543
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Yuan Dabing gasped and leaned against Song Zhiqiu. "I didn't expect you to be so good at fighting! I didn't find you at school. Good girl. You hid so well. You are good at studying and fighting. Bro, you have to teach me next time. "
"I don't need to teach you how to fight. After today, you will know how to fight. When you are in your junior year, I believe you can deal with three or five people by yourself." Song Zhiqiu could still answer with a smile. It seemed that she was fine, but in fact, she had been beaten all over her body.
He was good at studying and fighting … This was nothing. When he was in junior high school, he fought and played games.
He pretended to be a good student at school and a vagrant outside. Outside and inside the campus, he was so proficient that even the teachers didn't find anything unusual.
If he hadn't been in the police station and Uncle Yang hadn't been promoted and returned to the Southern Province, he and his cousin Yang Heng would have had a fight.
Director Yang, who had been promoted and returned to the Southern Province, took his son and nephew back from the police station and made a prompt decision to separate the two brothers.
Director Yang took Yang Heng to the Southern Province to study in the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school. Song Zhiqiu stayed in the city for one year and continued to study in the third year of junior high school.
Although the two brothers were separated, their rebellious nature didn't change.
Yang Heng, who had studied in the Southern Province, still went to the Internet bar to play games on Saturdays and Sundays. He was not as arrogant as he had been in junior high school, but he still fought when he was in a fight. His fists were very tough. Otherwise, Luo Ran wouldn't have been so obedient and followed his lead.
Without her cousin by her side, Song Zhiqiu restrained herself a lot. She played fewer games online and fought fewer times. However, when it was time to fight, she still showed her fists.
Her father, who was a university professor, was so worried that he would hear the news that his child was in the hospital one day.
After thinking it over, he discussed it with his wife and decided to send Song Zhiqiu to learn Taekwondo. As a result, Song Zhiqiu's fighting skills improved a few levels.
Once he was good at fighting, the young people who besieged him almost all targeted him. Fortunately, Ge Jinglin was also a person who could control the situation.
Ge Jinglin was a northerner. He was tall and strong. Standing among the students, he was like an iron tower. Judging from his height, he was very imposing.
Usually, he would eat one more bowl than the average guy. His hands were very strong. He grabbed a guy's wrist and punched the guy's armpit. That scream … Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
"Not only did you bully the girls in our class, you're also so arrogant. I'll beat you to death!" Ge Jinglin, who had the forthrightness of a northerner, lifted his long leg and ruthlessly kicked a young man away. He cursed and swore, but he had no intention of stopping.
Luckily, Ye Chien had goaded most of the youths into throwing away their steel pipes. Only a few of them were still holding onto their steel pipes, including Brother Cheng.
Brother Cheng was used to playing dirty tricks. Seeing that Song Zhiqiu and Ge Jinglin were not easy to deal with, he targeted Wu Bingcheng. Seeing that Wu Bingcheng had been punched several times, he picked up his steel pipe and smashed it on Wu Bingcheng's shoulder.
Even if the other party wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, Song Zhiqiu, Ge Jinglin, and Yuan Dabing would not allow it.
Although the three of them were furious, they did not lose their minds.
After all, they had received several months of military school training and various assessments. Even though Wu Bingcheng had been punched several times, the three of them could still keep calm. They did not turn into avengers and randomly hit him.
The three of them were very clear that if they were in a mess, they would end up in a more miserable state.
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