Chapter 22 Love Letter Storm

"Brother, there is no deep hatred between us, right? You don't have to hit us."

"That's right, boss, we are just a group of mob, just let us go with one fart."

"Yes, yes, yes, we are less harmful." These unlearned guys were anxious and unexpectedly remembered the high-sounding words in the political books.

They didn't impress Su Han, but made Shen Jia laugh.

"Haha! Haha, they are all a bunch of cowards. Where did you get the courage when you insulted Su Han just now? Shen Jia squeezed these guys. She has compassion, but pity will never be used on this group of hooligans.

Su Han casually put his hands on a little guy's shoulder. The guy had long shoulder-length hair, made a negative ion hot, and dyed a poop yellow. When Su Han saw the fluffy yellow hair, which was like dead grass, his heart was a little soundproof.

He said to Huang Fa in a small voice, "We don't have a deep hatred, do we?"

"Absolutely not, absolutely not, and I still admire Mr. Su very much, really." The yellow hair and toes were unconsciously painted round on the cement floor, and he lowered his head and dared not look at Su Han. The regret in my heart was that I was going to take the girl to the West Lake yesterday. If only I had gone, I wouldn't have to face this cruel man in front of me.

Why did you come here and get beaten?

"Hmm! I like your honesty. We really don't have a deep hatred.

"Yes, yes." Yellow hair suddenly felt that there was a play. The other party might not intend to hurt himself, but when he heard Su Han's next sentence, he didn't think so.

"Hum, I don't have a deep hatred with you. You are actually going to beat me up, so although we don't have a deep hatred, we also want to give you a deep thought." After saying that, Su Han's hand.

After quickly crossing an arc, the little flying sword fell into Su Han's hand.

Nine little men fell to the ground at the same time and howled loudly.

Their hamstrings were broken, and at the heels, dark purple blood oozed out of their shoes and wet their trousers. Even as long as they command their ankles to shake the soles of their feet, they will feel a drilling pain and a feeling of emptiness after their hamstrings are broken.

"You can't live if you commit your own sins." Su Hanbai lay on the ground and glanced at the person: "Now go to the hospital quickly. The hamstrings can still be connected. Wang Chen's nose may also be repaired well. If it's late, it's hard to say."

The little guys listened and didn't have time to shout for pain. Two of them took Wang Chen's arms, and the group of people jumped farther and farther.

From now on, I am no longer afraid of anyone. Su Han's eyes were covered with a trace of cold. If there are still opponents coming to attack, he will really kill him. It doesn't matter if he provokes a strong enemy. At worst, he will find a deep mountain forest and hide and continue to practice.

When the realm recovers, kill one by one and one by one.

Of course, he is not willing to really kill him now. The aura on earth is too thin, and there are no scarce medicinal materials. There is no way to talk about Tianlingdibao. Fortunately, there are special medicinal materials stores in the city.

With the help of some medicinal materials, it can more or less improve some strength.

"Wow! Su Han, you are really great. When have you learned such a powerful kung fu? Teach me. Shen Jia was aside and admired Su Han.

She was even ready to call 120 just now! Unexpectedly, Su Han beat these little guys alive with one against ten.

It's really tight.

"Hey, I don't have any great skills, just this baby." Su Han unfolded the mahogany sword, which had changed into the thickness of his little finger, on the palm of his hand and handed it to Shen Jia.

Shen Jia looked at the mahogany sword curiously: "Wow! It's so beautiful. Is it remote control that flew around in the air just now?

She has not been exposed to cultivation, and naturally she doesn't know that the magic weapon can obey the master's command at will.

If the magic weapon reaches a certain point, it will even be psychic.

Su Han had a page of the wordless heavenly book before and had his own thinking. It was very powerful. The mahogany sword was compared in front of the wordless heavenly book, just like the small sander met the Titanic and was allowed to be crushed.

"Well, that's right." Su Han also didn't want to talk to Shen Jia about monism, so he simply muddled through.

Shen Jia's interest came up. When she entered the teaching building together, she chattered and kept asking questions, almost making Su Han's head full of paste.

"Since it is remote control, where is its engine?"

"There are no loopholes, where to provide power?"

"Does the flight mode of this sword adopt the common method of international aircraft models - flip flight mode?"

Su Han had an impulse to keep hitting the cement floor with his head, he swore.

Real girls in science and engineering can't afford to be hurt.

......

It was not easy to separate from Shen Jia. Su Han originally planned to go back to practice in the afternoon.

But think about it, such a thin aura is of no use even if you practice. You can simply take a nap in the class. Now the level of realm is low, and your physical strength is not good, and now you are still sleepy.

Walking to the door of the class, Su Han couldn't help stretching his waist. When yawning, his mouth was so open that he seemed to be able to swallow a tail of carp.

"Go and take a nap. I can't stand it anymore." When people were bored, they became more sleepy, and Su Han strode into the classroom.

People in the classroom look at Su Han like monsters.

Some students even whispered.

Although these people's voices are extremely small, they have not escaped Su Han's ears. After all, he is also a practicer, although the current energy is only five points.

But it is also much sharper than ordinary people's facial features.

"Tut, Wang Chen found so many people, but he didn't deal with Su Han."

"Is Su Han too cunning to escape? Yesterday, Wang Chen was furious because Su Han escaped. Our class only came four times yesterday afternoon."

"Isn't it? Wang Chen threatened to take Su Han's head off. Why is Su Han still intact? Is Wang Chen not strong enough?

"Bah! Wang Chen is a bully in the school. He is also strong and powerful. Did you watch the last sports meeting? Wang Chen threw the shot put far away. And what about Su Han? In the past, he was quite arrogant, but now the whole family has been driven out by the Su family. He is a depressed man with the strength of wool. He must have drilled a dog hole before he came to our class to take refuge.

"Yes! It must be the safest place!"

These words fell into Su Han's ears one by one.

But he doesn't have time to take care of this group of idle people, and he is also too lazy to get used to saying a few words! Let them say that as long as they don't cause substantial attacks on themselves, he is not willing to do it.

And this group of idle people are just a group of clowns in Su Han's eyes.

The location of the university is not fixed. Su Han looked for it and saw Tu Hao lying on the table and sleeping soundly.

This 200-pound fat man's buttocks are so fat. One person occupies two positions. His snoring catches with the cicadas in the mountains and forests in summer is very noisy, and he swallows and spits all over the table.

It's disgusting.

There is no one or two meters.

Su Han couldn't help laughing. He sat next to Tu Hao and pushed Tu Hao: "You are a local tycoon, how can you make friends with your appearance?"

Tu Hao is also a temperamental person. His family background is not weak. He got up angrily, opened his red eyes, and scolded viciously, "Fuck, which bastard disturbs me to sleep." When he saw clearly that the guy in front of him was Su Han, the bad luck on his face suddenly swept away and gave him a hug.

"Hanzi, I thought you were killed by Wang Chen. That's great. It's intact."

Su Han tilted his head desperately: "I said, local tycoon, can you wipe your saliva? It's disgusting."

"Hey." Tu Hao was disliked, smiled shyly, and quickly wiped his saliva with the back of his hand.

Su Han couldn't help shaking his head. Oh, my God, Tu Hao is at least a person with status, but he is so careless, which is also a strange flower.

After drying the saliva on his chin, he said, "Yesterday, Wang Chen has been looking for you. I asked my father to find a bodyguard to save you once, but the bodyguard hasn't come yet."

"Haha, you have a heart." Su Han's heart is hot, and the feeling of being taken care of is different.

In the past, when he was a scattered fairy, although many people cared about him, he knew that care came from his status and strength.

As if before he was kicked out of the Su family, how many of the friends were sincere?

"It's okay, the two of us, who is with whom?"

While the two were talking, a girl rushed to the podium. She shouted, "Su Han, please don't write me a love letter in the future. My aunt is not rare."

Su Han raised his head and looked at the podium.

On the podium, the girl is hot with big waves and wearing a low-cut sweater. A pair of cow-like chests are about to come out. If she is not careful, she will jump out. Her appearance is not the same, but at most she is medium to the upper.

"Sister Yao, what are you shouting about?" Tu Hao said a sentence.

Sister Yao doesn't believe in Yao. She believes in Yao, a single name is Zi. Yao Zi is a well-known socialite in the class. In the classroom full of only half of people, at least five of them have had sex with Yao Zi.

So the students gave Yao Zi a loud nickname.

And Su Han, who used to be, wrote a love letter to Yao Zi.

Yao Zi has been cherishing this love letter, but now that Su Han is in trouble, she is anxious to come out to oppose it.

"I also wrote her a love letter?" Su Han suddenly felt a little puzzled and searched for fragments in the depths of his memory, which was true.

He hates his previous aesthetics. Isn't the aesthetics of the soul in front of him too bad? Do you see a big chest?

Yao Zi continued to wave the letter in her hand: "What am I shouting about? Su Han, a promiscuous person, actually wrote a love letter to my mother. It's disgusting for you to listen to the words in it.