Chapter 22, lewd power is nothing

"Okay! Ling Xiaolou, you'd better follow us!" Ling Sifan waved his hand dissatisfiedly, pointed to Ling Xiaolou and said, "It's getting late. You have to teach later." With that, he motioned several horse-faced teenagers to pull Lingxiaolou.

"Wait!"

Ling Xiaolou glanced at several young people with horse faces and immediately made them cold. There are no 100,000 or 80,000 people who died in his hands in his previous life, and naturally there will be a strong evil spirit and murderous spirit around him.

After his soul crossed and merged with the soul of Lingxiaolou, the evil spirit and murderous spirit naturally disappeared, leaving only pure majesty. With his month of practice, his willpower has gradually recovered, and this majesty is also recovering.

He slowly walked to Xiao Liuzi, squatted down and asked softly, "You sneaked on me, right?"

How is it possible? How could I sneak up on you? I'm a good student!" Xiao Liuzi's eyes were full of tears and his face was full of grievance.

"Oh!" Ling Xiaolou nodded slightly.

With a snap! Ling Xiaolou suddenly took action and slapped Xiao Liuzi on the face. The loud slap in the face shocked Ling Sifan and others and couldn't help taking a few steps back. Xiao Liuzi was also stunned and didn't even know that the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"Have you attacked me?" Ling Xiao asked blankly.

"Ah..." Xiao Liuzi's sad scream sounded.

Bang!

The scream stopped abruptly, and Ling Xiaolou's slap directly stunned Xiao Liuzi. He pulled the little six son a few times, shook his head and muttered, "It's really hard..."

"Ah...killed!" The sharp howling of the horse-faced teenager sounded.

"Ling Xiaolou... You... How dare you kill Xiao Liuzi? You...go and report to the lady..." Ling Sifan woke up from the shock and realized that this was a good time to teach Ling Xiaolou a hard lesson.

Puff!

Ling Xiaolou ignored Ling Sifan's idiots, picked up a student's kettle in a hurry, took a big sip, and then vomited all on Xiao Liuzi's face. A moment later, Xiao Liuzi's sad howling sounded again.

"Don't... die..." Ling Sifan secretly shouted regretfully.

"You attacked me?" Ling Xiaolou looked down at the little six sons.

"I..."

"It's better to think clearly and tell the truth!"

"I...I attacked..."

"Waste!" Ling Sifan's fat face turned iron-blue: "Don't mess with me in the future... I don't have a little brother like you!"

"A gangster? "Brother?" Ling Xiaolou looked at Ling Sifan speechlessly.

"Ling Xiaolou, since Xiao Liuzi attacked you and you hit him back, you are a fight. Humph... Fighting in ethnic studies is still punishable by 30 sticks!" The horse-faced teenager turned his eyes.

"Not bad! Lingxiao Tower, you'd better follow us to the ancestral hall! You beat Xiao Liuzi just now, and we have all seen it. This one is enough for you to get 30 sticks to punish!" Ling Sifan looked at the horse-faced teenager with approval. The praised horse-faced teenager laughed proudly.

"Oh!"

Ling Xiaolou turned around again, looked at Xiao Liuzi and said, "Did I hit you?"

"Fight..."

As soon as Xiao Liuzi said a word, Ling Xiaolou raised his hand. Xiao Liuzi quickly said, "I didn't hit it! You didn't hit me! I accidentally fell down and crushed the table of the clan. I will pay for this table... I will pay for it..."

"You see, he said I didn't hit him!" Ling Xiaolou opened his arms apologetically.

"You...this is a threat!" Ling Sifan said angrily.

"I learned from you."

"I..."

"Well, it's getting late. Sir is coming soon. I'm going to read." Ling Xiaolou turned around and sat down at the desk without looking at Ling Sifan and others. To be honest, this "University" is much better than a ruffian hooligan without professional quality.

Ling Sifan's fat cheeks were as gloomy as water. He stared at the little six fiercely and said angrily, "What a waste!"

"I... I'm afraid of pain..." Xiao Liuzi said with an aggrieved face and immediately got up from the ground. The funny appearance made the students laugh.

Ling Sifan turned his head and looked at a thin teenager who was following him, and his eyes flashed inexplicably. The thin teenager hesitated for a moment, but still gave in under Ling Sifan's powerful eyes.

The thin teenager made a mistake in his feet and roared fiercely, like a beast roaring, punching fiercely, like a hammer hitting the back of Ling Xiaolou. I don't know why there is such a strong power in his thin body.

Ling Sifan and others were shocked, retreated several steps, and their faces turned pale for a while, followed by ecstasy. The teenager was a personal escort found by his mother for him, saying that he was a member of the caravan escort trained by his grandfather.

His grandfather has been in business for generations and is also a big family in Datong Mansion. Because of business, they often have to go out to deal with the Mongols, and the journey is not peaceful, so special conveners are trained to become caravan guards.

The thin teenager is the youngest of the caravan guards, but he has the strength to rank in the middle of the guards. His mother wrote to his grandfather for help, and his grandfather mobilized the thin teenager.

The teenager is thin and weak, but his physical strength is very strong. Not to mention anything else, it is enough to teach a waste-like Lingxiao Tower.

Ling Sifan raised his head proudly, with his nostrils facing down, waiting for Ling Xiaolou to be severely beaten, which was also regarded as revenge for himself.

Ling Xiaolou's figure disappeared from the same place, and the thin teenager was shocked and quickly withdrew his right fist. But at this time, a fist appeared in his eyes, swinging towards his cheek. The fist changed from small to big in his eyes and soon became big in the casserole!

There was a hot pain on his cheek and immediately became numb. After turning around, he flew out and bumped into Ling Sifan's fat body. The two fell down together.

Fortunately, they fell down in the aisle, otherwise with his momentum and Ling Sifan's body weight, there would be a wooden table.

"Ah..." The pig-killing scream sounded, which made the students' ears hurt.

Ling Xiaolou sneered. At the moment before Ling Sifan and the thin teenager fell, he quietly kicked a broken wooden leg of the desk where they fell. Ling Sifan's fat body abruptly hit the wooden leg, and the thin teenager pressed on Ling Sifan.

The only thing that makes him feel a little sorry is that he didn't break Ling Sifan's bones. Maybe it's because Ling Sifan is too fat and too fat... He is evil again.

Even so, Ling Sifan will not feel good. At least the skin of the wooden legs will be blue and swollen, and the bones will hurt for a while.

The thin teenager turned over, jumped up, and rushed to the Lingxiao Tower again.

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PS: Thank you, dear, you are so powerful! Wu Sanqi's ranking has risen several times again. Thank you so much. Let's continue to fight! Four update today! I wish you all a happy May Day, eat, drink and play well, but take care of yourself!