Chapter 1127 Liang Jing's School

"Oh, boy, who gave you the courage..." As he spoke, one of the big waists was round, and the hand of a man who looked very arrogant fanned at Ye Bihuang's face. He was fast, accurate and fierce.

If this slap is aimed at ordinary people, I'm afraid they will be directly confused.

"Bang." Ye Bihuang gently raised his arm and blocked the almost broken arm. He slowly looked up and stared at the man with a big waist.

His eyes were very cold, and the man's heart was a little cold. He didn't know why.

"You don't understand what I said, do you? Ha ha... That's forget it."

Ye Bihuang really lacks interest in hands-on. After getting more and more powerful, he becomes more and more lazy in the face of weak mortals, but there is nothing this group of people toasting and not eating punishment.

"Little rabbit,"

A middle-aged man next to him opened his mouth and scolded, but at this moment, a dark shadow crossed the air, and the middle-aged man flew straight out of the crowd, and even several brothers behind him were knocked to the ground, screaming sadly.

Ye Bihuang, on the other hand, raised his feet high and stared coldly at the guy who fell to the ground, spitting blood and teeth in his mouth.

"Knit, how dare you do it, brothers, go." The man bleeding on his head was bored in his chest. He didn't expect that any boy on the roadside would dare to provoke him. Don't people understand the situation now? Are people stupid now?

But he didn't expect that he was the fool. The person he wanted to beat was very shrewd.

"Hmm."

Since he was going to do it, Ye Bihuang did not keep his hand. He hated ink the most, so he raised his hand directly and waved it in the easiest and fastest way.

"Bang..." A series of dense sounds, dozens of middle-aged men around him fell to the ground, the corners of their mouths were bleeding, their cheeks were red and swollen, and they looked so miserable.

Slap people in the face, but such words don't exist at all in Ye Bihuang's eyes.

That's right. There is no need to follow any morality to deal with these scum who bully men and women.

"You...the mastermind is still quite interesting. With such a big belly, let me see how you get out of here." As he spoke, Ye Bihuang gently put his foot on the bleeding man's stomach, and then quickly closed his feet.

The man immediately spit blood, fell upside down, slid two meters on the ground, and remained motionless like a dead pig.

"Bi... Bihuang... They won't die, will they?" Liang Jing originally just wanted Ye Bihuang to protect her and take her away, but she didn't expect Ye Bihuang to knock down all these people to the ground, and it was so relaxed and comfortable.

Seeing those people with blood on their faces, Liang Jing felt very scared.

"Don't worry, I'm in control. I won't die." Ye Bihuang said with a faint smile, "It's cold on the ground. When are you going to sit? Look at you... You're all gone, and you don't pay attention to it."

At this time, Liang Jing noticed that her corners had been lifted, revealing small white underwear, slender snow-white thighs, black skirts, and white underwear together, which was really enough.

"Ah." Liang Jing screamed and hurriedly covered her skirt. Her little face immediately turned red. As long as she gently fiddled with her hair, she dared not look up at Ye Bihuang.

Ye Bihuang smiled faintly: "Can I get up? Do I need help?"

Seeing that Ye Bihuang gently stretched out her hand, Liang Jing pressed her head lower. Maybe she felt that it was not a matter of sitting all the time, so she gently pulled off Ye Bihuang's hand and stood up.

She looked a little better and patted her plump buttocks to beat off the dust on it.

"How much salary do they owe you?"

"One thousand five hundred yuan."

"Oh." Ye Bihuang turned around and said, "SB, bring 1,500 yuan, or I'll kick you again and choose for myself."

"Don't... I'll give... I'll give." Finally, the guy who was kicked in the stomach by Ye Bihuang tremblingly took out his wallet from his pocket, quickly took out a heap of money and gave it to Ye Bihuang.

He was scared by Ye Bihuang. He was kicked by Ye Bihuang just now. He felt that the abdominal pain was unbearable now, as if there was a huge knife in his stomach. It was difficult for him to imagine what he would feel if he would feel if he was kicked again.

"Smart enough."

Ye Bihuang snapped his fingers, handed the money to Liang Jing and said, "Here, you deserve it."

In fact, Ye Bihuang still wanted to punish that guy in the end, but he didn't think that he was so knowledgeable and quickly handed over the money. In this case, he was too lazy to do it.

Liang Jing got the money and was stunned. After hesitating for a second, she nodded gently and said, "Thank you. You helped me once this afternoon and saved me again in the evening. I really don't know how to express my gratitude."

"There are a lot of onlookers now. Let's leave quickly. I think you just fell down and hurt your ankle. How about taking my car?"

"Okay."

Liang Jing is afraid that if Ye Bihuang leaves, this group of people will catch up with her again, so the best way to leave now is to leave in Ye Bihuang's car.

Ye Bihuang helped Liang Jing walk to her Lamborghini, asked her to sit in the co-pilot's seat, and then drove by herself. She turned on a few lights to signal the onlookers to make way, and then drove away.

Originally, he wanted to intimidate these people, but he didn't do so in the end, because he felt that if these people really wanted to revenge, it was useless for him to intimidate them.

Ye Bihuang is not afraid of revenge. The key is that Liang Jing lives in Yanjing. If she encounters two short stories, it will be terrible.

With Ye Bihuang in the same car, coupled with so many things that had just happened, Liang Jing was still a little nervous, plus gratitude to Ye Bihuang.

Seeing Ye Bihuang staring at herself when she first got on the car, she was still quite shy, and the atmosphere in the car gradually turned ambiguous.

"Liang Jing, where do you live? I'll send you back directly."

When Ye Bihuang finished this sentence, Liang Jing was gently relieved. It seemed that Ye Bihuang was definitely a gentleman.

"Yanjing Performance Academy."

"Yes." While talking, Ye Bihuang turned the car around and drove on another rolling road.

In Yanjing, there is a lot of traffic both during the day and at night. Fortunately, the public security is good now, and there is no traffic jam, so half an hour later, Lamborghini appeared at the university gate of Yanjing Performing Arts College.

"Bihuang, just park the car here. The doorman won't let us drive in."

"Ha ha, you have a foot. You parked here. How can you go back to the dormitory? Don't worry, I told the doorman that you can still drive in."

"But..." Liang Jing has been coming to Yanjing for school for a while, but she has never seen anyone drive into school.

But she hasn't finished her words yet. Ye Bihuang has driven the car to the door and put down the window.

The thin-looking doorman immediately came up and said, "There is no need for vehicles to enter our school. Sir, please drive away."

"Brother, how about accommodation?" Ye Bihuang smiled faintly, just like a gentle spring breeze.

"Well... Yes, of course it's okay. Please come in." The doorman's eyes dodged Ye Bihuang, and his attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn.

Liang Jing didn't understand what was going on. Ye Bihuang had already opened Lamborghini into the school gate.

"Well, is this your bedroom?" Under the guidance of Liang Jing, Ye Bihuang quickly arrived at a building painted with pink walls outside.

The exterior of this building looks clean and warm, but it is still quite beautiful.

"Yes." Liang Jing nodded gently.

"For nearly an hour, I drove here and I was a little tired. I don't know if I can go up and take a nap." Ye Bihuang pointed to the watch in the Rambo car and smiled.

"Ah, if you want to go upstairs, I'm willing, but the sleeping tube won't, hee hee." Liang Jing didn't expect that Ye Bihuang wanted to go upstairs, so she immediately covered her mouth and smiled secretly.

Ye Bihuang shook his head slightly: "On the part of the bedroom, I will naturally find a way to accommodate her. I just want to know whether you are willing or not."

Being stared at by Ye Bihuang, Liang Jing's heartbeat was surprisingly faster. Because of her shortness of breath, her towering chest shook up and down, which looked quite attractive.

Liang Jing squeezed her lips and blushed slightly, "But...but there is no one else in the dormitory. Today is a holiday, and they all went home."

"Won't this be perfect. If your roommates are here, I have to ask for their consent before I can go to bed, but now you are the only one. I just need to get your consent, and it doesn't have to be so troublesome." Ye Bihuang said with a smile.

To be honest, he just seems to tease Liang Jing. Besides, Liang Jing's foot is sprouched, and she doesn't know which floor she lives on. If she is very tall, how should she go back to bed? Helping others to the end is Ye Bihuang's principle.

Liang Jing said, "Well, if you can convince the sleeping aunt, I will naturally agree to let you into my dormitory."

"Ha ha, let's go." With that, Ye Bihuang opened the car door and held Liang Jing at the same time. Her foot was splined and she could not walk normally.

At this time, there were a lot of people not far away. After all, they could drive, and they also drove Lamborghini into the school and came to the downstairs of the women's bedroom. They were definitely not ordinary people.

When they saw a handsome man supporting Liang Jing, the school beauty, come out, the hearts of many boys who admired Liang Jing were broken.

"My God, it's Liang Jing." This voice, it seems that this [***] silk man's heart is broken.

"Who is the boy next to Liang Jing? He is so handsome." This is the voice of a nymphomaniac girl.

"Is that Liang Jing's boyfriend?"

"What do you think?"

"My goddess."

"I'm crying."

When Ye Bihuang heard these people talking, she just smiled. Although Liang Jing couldn't hear those people's comments clearly, she also knew that what they said was related to herself and Ye Bihuang. She felt that her face was getting hotter and hotter.

"Hehe, let's go in." Ye Bihuang helped Liang Jing and walked into the women's bedroom.