Chapter 79 Rhoid Means

"Everyone is gone, boss, are you still watching?" Hou Aji slapped him and shouted.

"Well, I know." Wang Wujian rubbed his shoulder and said, "Let's go back and see if Zhang Jun, the bastard, is in the dormitory?"

Not only Zhang Jun's five roommates, but almost all the classmates who knew Zhang Jun thought that Zhang Jun attacked Wang Wujian in order to rank high, but they didn't know the truth of the matter.

At the same time, there was also a message: Wang Wujian was the student who defeated the most opponents in this competition. So although he lost the game, his reputation has greatly improved.

Even when Zhang Jun's five roommates saw the arrogant and domineering faces of Wang Wujian and other four people again, they still dared to be angry and dared not say anything, because the "Heaven Attic" 602 dormitory was well-recognizable for Shengwu Academy because of the glorious achievements of the four people.

After two times in the air, Wang Wujian was happy, and a ghost idea lingered in his mind.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and it was about to turn off the lights, but Zhang Jun still did not return to the dormitory.

"That's good. Let's call him to report." Wang Wujian smiled maliciously.

"Ah? Boss, this is not good!" Hou Aji said, "Let people listen to some..."

"A little despicable?" Wang Wujian took his words and said, "Huh! They are despicable first. I'm just a small reward.

Wang Wujian gloated and said, "If he comes back tonight, he can't let him run tomorrow. If he doesn't come back or even disappear, then the college will find Qian Jia sooner or later. Let's see how he will end?"

"Well, the boss is cruel! But I expected that he would not dare to kill Zhang Jun. Ge Tianren nodded.

Wang Wujian is lying on **. He doesn't expect things to end so simply, because Qian Jia is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he is always ready to deal with it.

And what he is worried about is how he should end up? Is it true that according to the gambler's words, they want a store and then let Qian Jia be a three-day boy? That's really unrealistic!

"I shouldn't make things bigger!" Wang Wujian thought to himself that he felt that he had more important things to do if he stayed in the college: he wanted to win the place of the crown of the spiritual emperor, and also to find the remnants of the overpass map, which required him to constantly strive to improve his strength. Fighting with others alone will never be a big deal!

However, when he thought of the coronation ceremony of Baolong's proud son, he suddenly became furious. Seeing that the title of "kodone" could fall into the bag but was taken away in confusion, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

"No way! I can't breathe. How can I meet people in the future? Don't everyone else think I'm an abscess?" Wang Wujian suddenly clenched his fist and vowed to let Zhang Jun be punished for his stupid behavior.

This night, Wang Wujian slept soundly. After in the early morning of the next day, he found out that things were almost according to his ideas - Zhang Jun was "called" by the teaching office because he did not return home at night.

Wang Wujian smiled calmly when he heard the news. He knew what he should do next?

The teaching office is located on the third floor of the building where the Crown Hall is located. For students, it is a gloomy and horrible house. Countless students have entered the small door and stepped out of the gate of the college.

Wang Wujian and four others walked through the winding corridor and finally hid behind an old and short pine tree, waiting for the prey to come out of the black door of the "second exit".

A moment later, the door was finally opened with a "squeak".

Wang Wujian's eyes lit up: Zhang Jun came out dejectedly like a defeated rooster. His white face turned blue and purple, and he limped when he walked, with a ribbon wrapped around his wrist, which was obviously treated by Qian Jia.

"Go around!"

When Zhang Jungang left the road and walked into the first turn, Wang Wujian ordered in a low voice.

The next moment, Zhang Jun leaned between the two stone pillars in awe, because the four people completely blocked his retreat from different places.

"Old, boss, what a coincidence! Do you also go to the teaching office?" Zhang Junqiang asked with a smiling face.

"Yes, but not to be trained, but to wait for you!" Ge Tianren said hatefully.

Zhang Jun trembled all over and said, "Old man, boss, bosses, if you have something to discuss, if you have something to discuss!"

"Good! So, shall we go? Let's discuss it when we find a place where there are fewer people. Wang Wujian grabbed his shoulder with one hand and smiled. While talking, several people pushed and shouted to pull him up.

Zhang Jun felt the anger of Wang Wujian and cried and pleaded, "Lao, boss, bosses, if you have something to say, don't do it! ......”

Soon, under the "enforce" of four people, a group of people finally came to a corner. This is a dead corner, and few people usually come. It is said to be a holy place of "private grudges"!

At this moment, Zhang Jun leaned tremblingly against the corner of the wall, and there were four human walls in front of him.

Wang Wujian looked back and turned his head and smiled, "Hello, Zhang Jun. I haven't seen you for a day. You have become more handsome!"

"Good boss, good boss, I, I can't compare with you, you!" Zhang Jun squeezed out an ugly smile and shook his hands and replied.

"Do you know why I came to you?" Wang Wujian smiled gloomily.

"This, this, boss, you are superior everywhere. I can't figure out your intention, little brother!"

Wang Wujian suddenly grabbed his neckline with both hands and said angrily, "Am I fucking superior? Am I superior, aren't I still plotted by you son of a bitch?

"Don't be excited, boss. Let's talk if you have something to say!" Zhang Jun stared at him in horror, as if he had been forced by Qian Jia that day, and he almost forgot his breath.

In the past two days, Wang Wujian has nowhere to vent his anger. Now that Zhang Jun, the culprit, is in his hands, how can he stop? But when he was about to do it, a sudden input of energy on his shoulder, which was equivalent to his own soul power, calmed him down.

It was Xi Diao. He poured his soul power into Wang Wujian's body and pulled him back from his anger. Wang Wujian took a deep breath and thought at the beginning: Now it is time to use Zhang Jun's timidity and panic to explore Qian Jia's next move. Wang Wujian suppressed the anger in his heart and let go of his hand and said, "Now I want to tell you that you have your hands now, you know?"

Zhang Jun was stunned, but soon he understood what Wang Wujian meant: "It's difficult. Did you save me yesterday?"

None of the four answered him, but responded with silence.

Zhang Jun's nervous expression suddenly became numb and then showed some pain, and the bruises on his face turned together to look even worse.

This is the effect Wang Wujian wants. I hope that he can find his conscience, so that Zhang Jun can stand on his side and find a way to fight against Qian Jia together.

For a long time, Zhang Jun said sincerely as if he was repentant, "Thank you, you."

Wang Wujian was skeptical about his attitude. He smiled kindly and said, "I can tell you that I have a poor memory and never remember revenge, but don't let me remember revenge."

Zhang Jun shook again, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't save you because I sympathize with you, but even if your hands deserve to be cut off, it should be me, and it's not Qian Jia's turn to be the turtle bastard." Wang Wujian said, "But no matter what, you can't escape the palm of Qian Jia's hand. You should know that, right?"

"Hmm! I also regret helping him do that! However, it's hard for me to ride a tiger now!" Zhang Jun sighed.

Several people smiled faintly, and Wang Wujian said, "So you can only cooperate with us now and pay Jia together. Like this kind of bully, as long as we suppress his arrogance, he will become as honest as a dog."

The other three people nodded one after another.

Zhang Jun nodded with difficulty, but he never dared to look directly at Wang Wujian, perhaps because of guilt.

"Then tell me honestly." Wang Wujian asked solemnly, "What does Qian Jia want you to do when you come back?"

Zhang Jun raised his head in consternment and said for a moment, "He is afraid that I will be known by the college if I don't return home at night. I'm afraid it won't end well after a long time."

Wang Wujian frowned and said, "Just let you come back and go to the Academic Affairs Office?" Did you make him lose the game and let you go like this?

"Ah? Well... He hit me hard several times. I, look at me now!" Zhang Jun pointed to his face and said pitifully.

"Alas! It seems that we are not sincere enough!" Wang Wujian shook his head and sighed, "Zhang Jun just won't tell the truth!"

Zhang Jun was stunned again and quickly changed his color and prayed, "Old man, boss, I didn't tell a lie! I returned all the 800 taels of silver he gave me to him. He really let me go. I really don't know what he is going to do to you!"

Wang Wujian shook his head again and pretended to be deep and said, "I said that your hands were also broken by me. Now, I'm going to fulfill my promise."

"Ah?" Zhang Jun's mouth immediately opened. Before he could react, four pairs of fists and eight legs greeted him like meteorites sliding down.

At first, Zhang Jun was ready to protect his body with soul power, but Xi Diao's eyes were sharp. Before he activated the martial soul, he hit his top door to break up the soul power he had just condensed. Zhang Jun sprayed a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground with his head in his arms, and rolled left and right to avoid it.

"Ah, boss, spare my life! Bosses, if you have something to say, say it well, don't fight, don't fight. Zhang Jun begged.

After a while, the four stopped. Wang Wujian pulled him up from the ground and said viciously, "Do you have something to say? So are you honest? What on earth does Qian Jia want you to do?