Chapter 24; Class Qualifying

Sanhuan Mountain is located in the west area of Tianwu City, surrounded by a highway. Usually, ordinary people only dare to slow down, but at night, because of the twists and turns of the highway, it has become a paradise for racing enthusiasts.

Five jets, the exhaust pipe floated a long spark in the air, and there was no intention of braking in front of a corner, scrambling to roar past. Among them, a full-body black jet is the most eye-catching. Unlike the other four opponents, the owner of this black jet is not wearing a helmet. He is only 15 or 16 years old and looks average, but the scar between his eyebrows adds some vitality to him.

The black spinnerer drifts perfectly through the inner channel in a sideways posture, as if it were lifeless. The teenager, who was slightly ahead and riding on the black speed sprayer, seemed not to be satisfied with the opponent behind him. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his hands kept twisting at the handle. The roaring motor resounded throughout the night sky, suddenly trampling on the brakes at the foot, and the harsh friction splashed layers of sparks on the ground. When the four opponents behind him were slightly surprised, turned to be extremely excited and accelerated. There was a cold light in the teenager's eyes. His hands lifted the head of the spinner and threw it into the inner road. He looked at the head of the car that was constantly expanding in his pupils, with infinite fear. The conditioned reflexes of the four opponents reversed the direction, and the powerful inertia made the speed sprayer He broke through the guardrails on both sides of the road and directly hit the mountain, leaving a sad scream.

Resolved the four fart worms, the teenager's hands clenched the handle and coiled up ferociously, forcibly stabilized the unbalanced sprayer. Looking around, he was left alone, smiling at the corners of his mouth and humming briskly towards the top of the mountain.

In front of a nightclub on the top of Sanhuan Mountain, hundreds of exposed and strangely dressed boys and girls stood on both sides of the road and looked nervously at the dark front. When the roar of the motor was getting closer and closer, a bald man came over with two beautiful but plump little sisters in his arms, and a middle-aged man in the military uniform of the East Asian Union.

When some boys and girls around saw these two people, their eyes were full of reverence, just because one of them was nicknamed Iron General, the boss of the West District, and the other was nicknamed nigger by the boss of the North District.

The teenager drove over with the jet, and the deafening sound of the motor made everyone look sideways. When the boys and girls on both sides of the road saw the teenager's face clearly, they shouted wildly. The niggas's faces were also full of a proud smile, and their hands pinched the buttocks of the two little sisters in their arms, which provoked He said two delicately, but the iron general's face was cold and his eyes flashed cold.

A handsome drift, and the spintor burst into gorgeous sparks on the ground. The teenager got up and asked the two younger brothers who came forward to take care of his car, with a lazy smile on his face. He put his hands behind his head and walked to the nigger and said frivolously, "Brother, a dragon and two phoenixes should pay attention to your body, but don't be young. Zigui, it's always sad to look at the hole.

The nigger kicked the teenager and scolded with a smile, "Xiaohui has some virtue in his mouth. I'm very solid, your nigger brother." After saying that, he smiled ambiguously at the two little girls in his arms, who lost two big white eyes and made a lot of people laugh. The teenager is Deng Hui, who is Han Bai's younger brother. At present, he is following the black ghosts in the North District and is highly valued as his confidant.

casually took a cigar thrown by the nigger. This is a real high-end cigarette. It is not only harmless to the body, but also because of the addition of a special hormone, it can stimulate blood circulation. It is a rare good thing, but Deng Hui and Han Bai are still used to smoking a few yuan a bag. Sha, it feels more energetic.

"Old iron, your goods are not good. All three of them fell down the mountain with one shot. Maybe it really answered what kind of soldiers will bring out, alas~" Deng Hui was swallowing clouds and fog, regardless of General Tie's uncertain face at all. From time to time, he sighed at that time, the nigger sighed at that time. The middle tone naturally knew and knew that Deng Hui had grown face for him, but after all, Deng Hui was a junior. He gently slapped him on the shoulder without pain or itching. The nigre scolded angrily, "Xiaohui, what are you? How dare you talk to Boss Tie like this? Apologize quickly."

"I'm sorry~" Deng Hui touched the back of his head and said shyly like his brother Han Bai, but as long as he is not blind, he can see the joke in his eyes. Boss Tie, the child is ignorant. Don't mind. I'll cover all the expenses for the nightclub in Jincheng tonight. The nigga touched Deng Hui's head and said, but since Deng Hui won, he has not been looking at General Iron.

barely squeezed out a smile, and the bearded iron general waved his hand and said, "The children are young and vigorous. We have all experienced it. It's nothing, nothing." After saying that, seeing Deng Hui bowing his head and fiddling with his nails and forcibly holding back his anger, General Tie continued to say, "Xiaohui, I heard that you are good at fighting. There will be a fighting match on the court on the 1st of next month. Will you play it? Of course, if you are afraid, just think that Uncle Tie didn't say that, haha~"

"Okay, iron, you kindly invite me. Of course, Deng Hui, will make a fortune if I have money. I will definitely go to the appointment on time on the 1st of next month."

Seeing that Deng Hui promised General Tie, the "Xiaohui" nigger changed his face and pulled him over in a hurry, but was held down by General Tie's arm and said with a smile, "That's settled. See you in the underground fighting arena on the 1st of next month. If you don't come, you must know my character." After saying that, General Tie waved his hand, and a high-end suspension car drove over, sat in and roared away.

"Little beast, there are two brushes that think you can do it, right? Can you go to the underground arena? If you dare to go, I will break your legs now." After General Tie left, the nigger pushed the two girls in his arms away, grabbed Deng Hui's collar and roared.

He pushed the angry nigger away with a smile on his face. Deng Hui said seriously, "Brother nigger, I know you are doing it for me. I have also seen the blood of the underground fighting arena, but since we cooperated with the bastard of Lao Tie three months ago, we have been severely fooled. Now it is really difficult to finance. Many brothers even need to prostitute prostitute. Account, can you win him this time? It can also solve the urgent need.

"Fuck you, son of a bitch. No matter how poor I am, I won't let you go there to fight for your life. Tomorrow, you will obediently apologize to the old railway, and it will be over."

"Brother nigger, uncle, my uncle, don't make me look like a child. I still have this proportion. Don't forget that I have a brother who dares to be cruel with him." Deng Hui curled his lips and said. At this time, the nigger remembered that he seemed to have a brother. Deng Hui was regarded as seriously injured a few years ago. The murderous demon king looked furious, like a ghost, full of bloody evil smiles. The nigger has the low-level strength of the new warrior, but whenever he thinks of that horrible night, He still said, "It seems that he was only 13 years old that year. Now that three years have passed, how much has his speed improved?" The nigga muttered in his heart.

On the high platform of Tianwu College, a girl in ordinary casual clothes sat quietly in the debate table, and his opponent seat was a teenager with a face full of acne and a thick frame. The girl's beautiful face was like water hibiscus. Her words and deeds all aroused the cheers of the male students who stopped watching in the audience. The pony tail tied up at will occasionally shake gently under the breeze, closely concerned about her admirer's heart. The acne teenager on the opponent's table was really far from the girl. At this time, he was sweating heavily, and his eyes behind the lenses were full of helplessness and anxiety. His hands kept looking at the thick pile of documents in front of him. Finally, until the crisp bell rang. At the end of the debate competition, the teenager became depressed and stood up with soft legs. He collapsed to the ground, causing loud laughter in the audience and filling his acne-filled face with great shame.

A white five-finger slender palm stretched out to the teenager and raised his head in surprise. What he saw was a beautiful and refined face with Hexi's smile on it. You are very good. If my information is not perfect, maybe you will be the champion in this debate on who is better or worse than new warriors and powers. The girl's voice is very sweet, and as lovely as her appearance. Naturally, the pimpled teenager will not be stupid enough to let the girl pull herself up. The first beauty in front of her is the title of the flower of the college. If she doesn't know whether she is alive or die, and doesn't hold the little hand of her heart, she believes that she will lie on the ground tomorrow. Accepted a siege of hundreds of people.

Get up from the ground and patted the dust on his buttocks. The teenager lowered his head shyly and said, "Shen Bingyan, can I treat you to dinner tonight?" When the girl saw the shy appearance of the acne teenager in front of her, she kept overlapping with the somewhat reserved figure in her mind. When she came back and saw that he was not him in front of her, she gently shook her head and slowly stepped down the high platform in the loud applause that broke out in the audience.

"Hey, Bingyan, congratulations on winning the championship of the qualifying debate. This bouquet of flowers is for you. I'm sure you will like it." Tian Ye wore a black tuxwei, with a thick layer of hair wax on his head, and a smile on his face that he thought was the most handsome. He held a bouquet of flowers in his hand and came to Shen Bingyan to lower his throat and forced a soft tone.

Looking at the field faintly, Shen Bingyan said "thank you" with a symbolic smile and did not take over the flowers in his hand. Instead, she turned to Jesse with an anxious face and asked, "Jessie lecturer Han Bai hasn't come yet?"

Jesse, who was looking around, saw that it was Shen Bingyan, and immediately changed her face to a bright smile and said, "Shen Bingyan, congratulations on winning the honor for the class. I'm proud of you."

"Thank you, I will definitely work harder." Shen Bingyan responded politely, and then continued to ask, "Lecturer Jesse, is there something wrong with Han Bai? Why hasn't he come yet?" "Well, I don't know about this. This boy said that this class qualifying competition will be on the stage. If he dares to lie to me, I will definitely make his life difficult." Jesse said hatefully. In fact, the reason why Jesse, who has always maintained a good demeanor in front of the students, is ashamed and angry is that Mo Xiaocong, the student he originally booked, was tricked by Han Bai to let the field break the waves, is still unconscious, and the field's injury has not recovered. According to him, he exert half of his strength at most, and now he is on the court. Chen Kai is the only one who can fight. He is fighting against a first-level new martial artist. Although the scene is in the upper hand, it does not play a key role in the overall situation of the class.

"Lecture Jesse, don't worry, it doesn't matter whether Han Bai's garbage comes or not. With my field here, our class will be brilliant all the way." Tian Ye jumped out from nowhere, held his head high and said in high spirits. He looked at Shen Bingyan intentionally or unintentionally, but the latter lowered his head and thought about things, as if he did not notice his existence at all.

Jessie was perfunctorily laughing there. I watched him in the VIP table. He couldn't say anything, but he despised in his heart, "You dress like a peacock. You should be a masquerade party. At such an important moment, you always want to pick up girls and let the great creation god drop thunder and kill you bastard."

Seeing that Jesse did not have the expected compliment, Tian Ye was bored and turned his eyes to the fighting arena. At this time, Chen Kai was easy and floated behind his opponent. An ice cone forced the new warrior off the stage with a proud smile on his face. Wan Sheng walked down and came to Jesse. With a cold hum, no matter what Jesse, who was encouraging Chen Kai, looked deeply at Shen Bingyan, who was looking forward to it, the field moved his muscles and bones and jumped to the ring. His opponent was the big iron of Class 3, a giant half a head taller than him, a metal awakener, as if he could immediately be promoted to the rank of superpowers and ranked in the college. Third, he didn't dare to provoke the field before, but today is different. Someone has given him courage.