The Jade Emperor called me to grab the red envelope

"Haha..." The man in the Nike suit seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and started laughing wildly as he hugged his stomach.The helpers behind him also looked at Zhang Yi with monster eyes, their faces were full of disdain and sarcasm.

Bragging has to have a bottom line, right?One person hit ten?Do you really think of yourself as Bruce Lee?

Zhang Yi twisted his neck and turned his ankle, ignoring the contempt of these people.Because he knows that when the fist hits the body, the body and mind of these people will definitely rotate 180 degrees.

Oh no, three hundred and six is ​​also possible.

"Yo, the little boy has learned how to warm up?" The man glanced at Su Qianwei who was not far away and showed a squinting expression, and then said to Zhang Yi in an extremely arrogant tone.

In his opinion, this moment is the best time to show off his masculinity.The more imposing he is, maybe the new school belle from that school will fall in love with him because of it, and that's why he will work so hard to die.

"Bang!" Before the man had time to reach his pocket for a cigarette, Zhang Yi kicked him in the stomach with a flying kick.Immediately, his body spun three times in the air like a bamboo dragonfly, feeling that his internal organs were squeezed together, and when he was about to die in excruciating pain, he got closer and closer to Mother Earth.

If this kick was replaced by Zhang Yi from before, he would not be able to kick it no matter what.His legs were stiff and he couldn't do the splits. Forcibly doing this extremely chic movement was simply making fun of him.But it's different now, Zhang Yi's overall quality is not much worse than that of a professional gymnast, so naturally he can use his arms and fingers.

Seeing Zhang Yi's bravery and strength, the other students in ruffian clothes rushed to the injured man's side to help him up. They didn't even have the courage to look up at Zhang Yi.

Where is this man?Have you ever seen someone who can kick an opponent through the air three times before landing?Zhang Yi is not like a student now, but like a professional black boxer.

A dozen or so people were frightened by one person and dare not move forward. I am afraid that only Zhang Yi in the whole school can do it.Those students who were aggressive just now became as docile as a chicken seeing an eagle, and they didn't dare to bring up the idea of ​​fighting with them again.

The injured man's face was covered with mud, and there were a few grass sticks stuck in his head and nose. He looked extremely ridiculous, no different from a circus clown.

He is not considered a coward, at least he still has the courage to stare at Zhang Yi.

"Are you a little unconvinced? Do you think I defeated you by sneak attacking you?" Zhang Yi smiled like the warm sunshine in February, and looked at the dead dog-shaped man on the ground with great interest.The others yelled in their hearts that it was not good, and quickly took a few steps back. From their point of view, this state was obviously a sign that Zhang Yi was going to do something again!

The injured man spat out a mouthful of bloody foam, his arms propped up on the ground and tried to struggle to stand up. Finally, with the help of everyone, he stood up against the football stand.

"If it wasn't for my carelessness, you could easily hurt me?"

In fact, this man still has two brushes. At least he has studied Taekwondo for 13 years and has a black belt certificate.The most important thing is that he has represented the school in many provincial and national competitions.Because of this, he was chartered to start a taekwondo club in the school.

Speaking of it, he is still a ruthless character.It's a pity that he met Zhang Yi this time, a man like a god of war.

"Why, it seems that you are really unconvinced?" Zhang Yi laughed again, with a little more anger in it than last time.

"It's a man, so I'll just wait here!" The man pointed at Zhang Yi with his middle finger, looked at Zhang Yi with a look of death on his face, and took out the latest iPhone from the compartment of his jacket.

"Hey, I'm in a little trouble here. Yes, call all the brothers. Don't worry, I can deal with the people in the school security room. Come on..."

After making the phone call, he actually took out a cigarette and smoked it himself.

Perhaps, in his opinion, it would be easy to beat Zhang Yi into a pig's head this time.

There were more and more students around to watch the excitement, all of them showed very excited expressions, no one stepped forward to fight, and more, they were looking at the calm and calm Zhang Yi with their eyes watching the show.

"It's over now, this kid doesn't know how deep he is, he provoked Mao Hongyu, and he was thrown into the hospital after a while..."

"Yeah, it's not good to mess with anyone, but I have to mess with this little overlord..."

The crowd suddenly became noisy, and when Zhang Yi scanned the crowd with cold eyes, it slowly fell silent.

"Are you going to have a group fight? Are you sure you don't regret it?" Zhang Yi stopped looking at the man, turned his back to Su Qianwei who looked expectant, and said in Gujing Wubo's voice.

"What? Don't you dare? Just want to leave so easily after hitting me? How can there be such a good thing. It's a man, just wait for a big fight, don't run away like a motherfucker." The man's tone changed He was even more arrogant, exhaling white smoke rings from his mouth, looking as if he was about to put Zhang Yi to death.

"Okay, that's what you said. I don't dare? I'm afraid it's true if you don't dare. Remember, don't run away like a grandson in a while." Zhang Yi began to sneer in his heart. If you fight me to the death, there is nothing to be merciful about.But on the surface, he was still calm, as if the man's words did not arouse his anger at all.

"Hello, well, I'm Zhang Yi, here at the football field. Call all your brothers, yes, it's a big game. I only give you 3 minutes."

Zhang Yi took out his somewhat rustic domestic mobile phone, and spoke in an orderly manner under the mocking eyes of everyone.

In the boys toilet of the teaching building.

"Huang Mao, go and call all the brothers together! I want to see who is blind and dares to bully my boss, Li Guochao!" On the soles of the feet, he rubbed them vigorously, with a frenzied expression on his face like a beast smelling blood.

To say that this Li Guochao is worthy of being the leader of Longjie Middle School, his speaking appeal is far from that of some chickens and cats.With just such a sentence, the corridor was immediately filled with the sound of hurried running, and within a minute, nearly a hundred students gathered.

"Brothers, the boss is in trouble, rush to the football field as fast as you can!"

……

Two minutes later, more than 2 boys in taekwondo uniforms stood on the football field.Judging by the posture, there is really a bit of bluffing in it.

At this time, two patrolling security guards noticed the growing crowd and walked over slowly.

"What's going on here? Is someone fighting and making trouble?" The burly, fat middle-aged man waved the rubber stick in his hand and shouted towards the crowd.

"Uncle Hong, it's okay, I'll ask the brothers to play football. I'm here, it's okay." The injured man handed a box of Furong King in his pocket to the man, with a flattering expression.

"Well, since Xiao Mao is here, I can rest assured. Remember, you must be careful when playing football." The middle-aged man withdrew from the crowd contentedly, and said to the injured man in a majestic voice.

"Boy, my people are here. Where's your people? Are you afraid to come?" As soon as the security guard left, a sneer flashed on the injured man's face, and he looked at Zhang Yi with even more disdainful eyes.

"Wait a minute, at most one more minute. If they don't come, I'll come and play with you." Zhang Yi spread his hands, his expression unchanged, showing an expression of indifference.

Not long after he finished speaking, there was a burst of urging and cursing from the ground in the distance.

"Hurry up, Lao Tzu, this is the first time the boss has asked us to do something!"

The newly lit half of the cigarette in the injured man's hand fell silently on the lawn, without even noticing that it burned the soles of his sneakers.

"Okay, my brothers are here. It's time to start!" Zhang Yi turned around, put his hands on his waist, stretched himself, and yawned by the way.

Looking at the arrogant and domineering man just now, there was no blood on his face, and he sat down on the ground.