The blood in Muhai’s mouth slowly overflowed and the corners of his mouth were dyed red.
This scene shocked everyone.
Seeing Muhai’s ragged body covered with blood and dirty face is even more blue.
A faint sour smell emerged from Muhai, and many students covered their noses and mouths.
Some students are holding mobile phones and being clearly photographed in the video scene.
"This …"
Jiyangqiu stood there stupefied.
"Run …"
This is the only thought in Ji Yangqiu’s mind. As soon as his feet stepped out, he was caught by a sharp pain, and Ji Yangqiu grinned and stopped.
"Hit people want to run? No way! "
Catch him is none other than the uncle who manages the dormitory. His pincer-like palm makes Ji Yangqiu unable to move.
"Speak? What is this? "
See JiYangQiu gaping inarticulate dormitory uncle took a look at the money and dragged him to MuHai.
Then the uncle helped Muhai up. "Don’t be afraid of what happens, son. Say it, uncle. It’s your call!"
"Well …"
Muhai coughed up a wisp of blood again, which frightened many students.
"Grandpa, he hit me!" Muhai finger jiyangqiu injustice said
When I heard this, Ji Yangqiu’s face looked cloudy or rainy, and his chest fluctuated violently. His fingers were in the sea and he shouted angrily, "Don’t listen to his nonsense. He hit me."
Say that finish jiyangqiu finger his face that punch print a face of injustice.
"He hit you?" Uncle Dormitory smiled coldly. "I saw you hit him. Besides, is he so thin as to beat you?"
Jiyangqiu is dumb and looks like pig liver.
I’m afraid no one will believe him if he says that Muhai’s strength suddenly became stronger and he was overwhelmed.
Glared at meter autumn resentment MuHai a magic thought quickly formed from his head flying into MuHai abdomen.
"Great, another magic power."
Muhai’s face is big but he doesn’t show anything.
"What is this?"
Just then a sound came from the dormitory door.
When this group of students heard this sound, the roads shouted "Sir Zhong!"
I saw a man wearing a security guard at the entrance of the dormitory. He looked like he was in his fifties. He had a national face and a military majesty emanated from him.
He is the second master of the security department of Jiutang University.
No one knows his name, but everyone calls him Sir Zhong.
He usually patrols around the dormitory in the evening.
It is said that Sir Zhong used to be a special soldier with extraordinary skills.
Hold uncle Muhai in front of you. Sir Zhong is a brother.
Uncle kung fu is mostly taught by Master Zhong.
"Big Brother, what happened?" Mr mouth asked.
"That’s too cruel. Look, beat this kid into this picture." Uncle Ji Yangqiu’s finger looks like he hates iron and doesn’t produce.
"What? Do you want to be eliminated if you dare to fight in college? " Sir Zhong did not wait for Jiyangqiu to speak, so he detained Jiyangqiu intensely.
"Ouch …" Ji Yangqiu squatted on the ground with a full face of grievances. "Second, Sir Zhong, I … I didn’t hit him."
"Didn’t hit him? So he hit himself like this? Come with me to the safeguard section for tea, "said Mr.
Other students can’t help but look sad for meter Yangqiu when they hear this …
Chapter 3 Family Debate
Seeing the arrival of Sir Zhong, Muhai’s mouth is raised.
"Second … Sir Zhong, I wronged him. I really didn’t hit him. He hit me!" Jiyangqiu finger face fist print
"He hit you? Ok! " Sir Zhong smiled angrily. "Then I’ll ask him how he hit you?"
