Chen Jue looked at the classmates in the class with some confusion, wondering if everyone missed him so much after not seeing him for one night.
"Boss, he's here!"
What was supposed to happen finally happened. Under the watchful eyes of all the students in the class, Song Zihu, Zhang Ba, and Zhao Dongdong, three tall and powerful people, walked towards Chen Jue together. Of course, Chen Jue was also tall and powerful.
Chen Jue understood when he saw the three of them. It seemed that the one walking in the front was the class bully Song Zihu.
"You're here, migrant worker. If you don't go to the construction site to move bricks, why are you here?" Song Zihu walked up to Chenjue and said coldly. His eyes made the classmates feel scared. Coming to this class bully is indeed a bit of a deterrent!
It's a pity that Chen Jue didn't take him seriously at all.
Chen Jue walked to his seat and took a look. His book was gone, replaced by Song Zihu's.
Chen Jue put down his schoolbag and walked towards Song Zihu!
The classmates in the class were sweating nervously and started a war.
"Are you Song Zihu?" Chen Jue looked at Song Zihu, face to face with Song Zihu, looking at each other with fire in his eyes!
"Then what? Any advice?" Song Zihu asked with a sneer.
Zhao Dongdong and Zhang Ba also gathered around, and the three of them surrounded Chen Jue in the middle.
Zhao Dongdong and Zhang Ba thought to themselves: "Brother Hu is a blue belt master in Taekwondo. Chen Jue still wants to fight Brother Hu. He is really looking for death!"
Chen Jue said: "Let me tell you something. From now on, I am the only one who can pursue Lin Ya'er. I advise you to give up on her!" in a domineering tone.
Song Zihu's mouth twitched, and he was extremely angry. At this time, Chen Jue actually dared to say such a thing. Then he sneered and looked at Chen Jue like a clown, "What if I say no?"
Chenjue smiled lightly! , said: "Then I will beat you until you agree!"
"You're so arrogant. I don't have the patience to listen to you talking in your sleep. Dongdong, Zhang Ba, hit me! Beat me hard," Song Zihu ordered.
The three people immediately clenched their fists and punched Chen Jue in the face.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Zhao Dongdong and Zhang Ba were kicked away by Chen Jue.
"360 single-legged whirlwind kick!" Song Zihu flew up with a kick
Everyone in the class knows that Song Zihu practices taekwondo. When he saw the 360 single-leg tornado kick, he felt so cool.
Lin Ya'er became worried about Chen Jue, wondering if Chen Jue could avoid this move.
"Hmph, you're using your fists to embroider your legs!" Chen Jue snorted disdainfully and punched Song Zihu's foot that was in the air.
"Ah!" Song Zihu flew into the air and was punched by Chen Jue. His 360 single-legged whirlwind kick failed and he was eaten by the dog after he fell.
"Hahaha!" Several students in the class laughed involuntarily when they saw Song Zihu's embarrassed appearance.
Song Zihu's face turned red and he felt very humiliated.
"Double flying kick!" Song Zihu had no choice but to use another difficult Taekwondo move.
Chen Jue stood still and let Song Zihu kick him in the leg.
"Ah!" Song Zihu felt as if he had been kicked on a stone. It hurt him, and he covered his leg and screamed in pain.
"Hahaha!" The classmates in the class laughed. Chenjue let him kick him, but he didn't expect that he would hurt himself.
Song Zihu couldn't help but look down on Chenjue! , I didn’t expect that this migrant worker’s legs were as hard as steel.
The number was right, Song Zihu immediately changed his attack to the upper set.
"Spin in the air and kick!" Song Zihu hit Chen Jue with a bass kick, then kicked in the air and kicked Chen Jue in the abdomen.
Chen Jue didn't even dodge. When Song Zihu kicked him in front of him, Chen Jue grabbed his feet and threw him. Song Zihu was thrown to the ceiling, and then fell onto the desk with a bang. A few tables arrived.
Song Zihu was really stunned. He felt like he was as weak as a chicken in front of Chen Jue.
Chen Jue grabbed Song Zihu's collar and spun him around a few times. Song Zihu was spun around more than ten times by Chen Jue. When he stopped, the world was spinning and he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.
Now it was Chenjue's turn to attack.
"Bang!" Chen Jue kicked him in the stomach, "Oh!" Song Zihu flew to the garbage dump! .
At this time, Chen Jue happened to see his books in the trash heap, "Oh no, you actually threw my book into the trash heap!"
Chen Jue picked up Song Zihu again, grabbed his neck and threw him against the wall. With a bang, he bounced back and fell to the ground again.
Chen Jue pinched his neck again, lifted it up with one hand, and raised it above his head.
All the classmates were shocked. He must have been too strong, and he lifted Song Zihu up with one hand.
Song Zihu looked like a hanged man, staring at his legs desperately, his face getting redder and redder, as if he was going to die at any moment.
Of course, Chen Jue cannot kill anyone. When he is about to die, Chen Jue will relax a little and give him a breath, and then when he is almost done, he will tighten his grip again. In this way, he was wandering on the edge of death again and again, feeling that he was coming back from the edge of death again and again, and his fear of dust became more and more profound every time!
This is not a fight of the same level at all. It is also Taekwondo. Only some Ha-H tribes think Taekwondo is very powerful! In Chen Jue's eyes, it was just a fancy fist and embroidered leg with beautiful moves, just like performing acrobatics.
"Ah!" Song Zihu struggled and screamed! .
Zhang Ba and Zhao Dongdong saw how miserable Song Zihu was in just a few minutes, and they hesitated whether to rush forward. I originally thought that the boss would definitely be able to clean up Chen Jie, because he had practiced in a Taekwondo gym and was a master of Taekwondo, so he accompanied the boss in the attack. However, he did not expect that the boss was not his type at all. He was defeated miserably even before his clothes were even touched. Like this.
"Ah... let go... let me go!" Song Zihu's aura as a class bully was gone in the blink of an eye. His eyes were bloodshot, as if his neck was about to be broken at any moment.
"Ah ah ah, I... am about to die! Please let go of... me!" Song Zihu's uncomfortable tears flowed out, regardless of his image as a class bully!
Unfortunately, Chen Jue continued to hold him up with one hand. Although Zhang Ba and Zhao Dongdong were Song Zihu's followers, they were definitely not loyal enough to not be afraid of death. The students in the class who were watching were stunned. How could they save Song Zihu? , Song Zihu could only pray and cry.
Song Zihu couldn't help but shed tears. His class bully momentum had long since disappeared without a trace.
The students in the class all looked at the monitor, hoping that he would come out and mediate. Song Zihu was really about to be strangled to death.
The class monitor came out frightened and said: "Chen Jue, it's almost over, forget it, we are all classmates, if you continue to pinch Song Zihu, he will die!"
Chen Jue looked at the squad leader. Yesterday, the squad leader was still very arrogant and said he wanted to tell Song Zihu about his affair with Lin Yaer.
Chen Jue said with a smile: "Sir, squad leader, didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to tell Song Zihu something? Now that Song Zihu is here, why don't you tell him quickly...
