Chapter 344 Bullying My Little Brother

Wei Lan grabbed Su Ke's arm and shook her head straight at him. Although Mo He pestered her and made her a little unhappy, she was also a neighbor when she was a child. If Su Ke was beaten, she would always feel uncomfortable. Excuse me. .|

Su Ke turned to look at Wei Lan, the girl was winking at her, but before she could speak, she felt a punching wind coming.

Even if Su Ke was doing two things with one mind, with the bonus of being proficient in Jeet Kune Do, his body's reaction speed had already surpassed that of ordinary people. go out.

One inch short and one inch dangerous, one inch long and one inch strong, the arm naturally cannot hit the thigh.

Mo He is 1.81 meters tall, and his arms are already very long, but before his fists even approached Su Ke, he felt that Su Ke raised his leg, followed by a sudden pain in his lower abdomen, and his body fell backward involuntarily.

There was a not-so-obvious shoe print on the snow-white sweatshirt. Mo He took five or six steps back, and finally stabilized himself and didn't slump on the ground, but such a humiliation was already disgraceful for him.

His face was flushed red, like a wild dog whose tail had been stepped on. How could he care about his image? He just stood firm, and then rushed over.

Wei Lan was also directly pushed aside by Su Ke when Mo He's fist came to him to prevent accidental injury. Naturally, he knew that his neighbor when he was a child started the hand first, but it seemed that Su Ke didn't use all his strength, or else I'm afraid he'll have to lie on the ground now.

Just when I was about to speak to persuade Mo He, who knew that this guy seemed to be crazy, and rushed towards Su Ke again.

To be honest, the main reason for Su Ke's irritability is because of Luo Feiyan, some things are in his heart, and a little accumulation will turn into pressure, and it is impossible to tell others about this matter, so that Su Ke Depressed. .|

But fortunately, someone brought a pillow when I fell asleep, and my heart was suffocating, and someone rushed to let him vent. Seeing Mo He waving his fist again and rushing in, the corners of Su Ke's mouth were slightly upturned, but he didn't see any movement. , slightly to the side of his body, followed by grabbing his wrist with one hand and grabbing the collar with the other.

He pulled hard into his arms, bent his right knee, slammed upwards, knocked again, knocked again, his knee hit Mo He's chest, making a muffled sound, and his mood was much more relaxed.

Even Su Ke couldn't believe that there seemed to be a lot of violence in his blood.

"Suk! Suk!" Wei Lan stood behind Suk and pulled his shirt tightly: "Stop hitting, he will kill you!"

Just after a while, a lot of people gathered at the school gate, all students pushing their cars and preparing to enter the school gate, watching the excitement around the side.

The 1.8 meter tall man had absolutely no power to fight back in Su Ke's hands. After Su Ke let go, he actually lay on the ground, retching constantly, his body curled up, and a pile of transparent sticky liquid on the corners of his mouth. Very disgusting.

Wei Lan stood aside and wanted to help Mo He, but she was worried about being misunderstood by Su Ke, frowning and didn't know what to do, but Su Ke quickly solved the trouble for her, watching Su Ke walk to the bed In front of the fallen Mo He, he squatted down and patted the soil on his body very kindly.

"Do you think I hit you now?" The voice was soft.

Mo He's heartbeat was fast and chaotic. His stomach seemed to be twitching, twitching, and he stretched his arms with difficulty, but he still had no strength, staring at Su Ke, like To eat people in general.

"Do you know who I am?" After Mo He finished his aggressive words, he couldn't help coughing again, and reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth.

"Pfft!" After hearing his words, Su Ke smiled helplessly, thinking that he seemed to have heard this sentence many times before, his ears were getting calluses, and he smiled bitterly: "Have you lost your memory? Don't know who you are?"

"Could you be the Ouyang Feng from the White Camel Mountain? The one with the dead son?" Su Ke vented his irritability, and his whole body suddenly became much more relaxed, but he was also in the mood to tease the sad child.

"You!" Mo He was already suffering from physical injuries, and it was Wei Lan who was beaten up in front of him and lost all his face. Who knew that Su Ke was still mocking himself, with a blushing face. Immediately became pale.

"What are you?" Su Ke, who had a smile on his face just now, suddenly became very serious and looked at Mo He coldly: "I remind you, stay away from Wei Lan!"

After speaking, Su Ke stood up and ignored Mo He: "Let's go!"

Wei Lan sighed, pushed the car behind Su Ke, and entered the school gate. The show ended, and the onlookers lost interest, but when they passed by Mo He, they all showed sympathy.

Mo He gasped heavily and climbed up from the ground little by little. The white sportswear on his body was stained with a lot of mud, and he was very embarrassed. Although Su Ke and Wei Lan had disappeared, he was still dead. He stared at the school gate, his two fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Standing still, Mo He tried his best to calm his breathing. Then he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed a number, rang for a long time, and was connected. The first sentence was: "Dong brother, I was bullied!"

"Yo, you've only been back for a few days! Come on! You told my brother who is so blind and bullying my little brother!" The man on the other side of the phone seemed to have not woken up, and his voice was still confused.

"A student from Seventeen Middle School beat me up! You have to avenge me!" Mo He's voice for help sounded very aggrieved.

"Okay, I'll take someone over later!" It was very easy to say over there, as if this trivial matter was not worth mentioning at all.

"What did you do yesterday? Didn't come back for a day?" Wei Lan followed Su Ke upstairs before asking.

"Uh! There was something wrong yesterday, the teacher didn't look for me, right?" Su Ke naturally wouldn't say what happened yesterday, but as a student, still in the third year of high school, missing a day from school is indeed a big deal.

"Why not? When Teacher Shen asked, I said you were sick!" Wei Lan pouted, as if she was a little unhappy because she lied.

"Thank you!" Su Ke nodded, and as soon as he finished speaking, he was dumbfounded: "I'm going! Teacher Shen!"

At this moment, a man in his forties, with a medium build, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and a slightly bald man, is standing at the door of the classroom. It is none other than Su Ke's head teacher, Shen Zheng, watching Su Ke walk up. Lou, raised his hand to signal for him to come over, looking very serious.