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Chapter 649: No fighting allowed

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    Think about it.  One of your high school students saw a group of elementary school students fighting. Do you still fight?  Fang Lang has such a mentality.  It's really unfair for him to do this.  But apparently his kindness was not appreciated by these evil teenagers who were trying to collect protection money.  One after another they charged forward in a vicious, chaotic fashion.  Fang Lang took a look and saw that there was nothing to say.  In a blink of an eye, all six people fell to the ground.  A group of people with swollen noses helped them stand up and wanted to continue competing with Fang Lang, but Fang Lang had one eye level and one foot and lifted a 100-pound stone and locked it on the ground.  The fist flashed with fire, and the "bang" stone lock was directly smashed into a stone powder ball. The fiery red fist wind swept across the area a few meters in front of them, and everyone felt a wave of heat.

    Now it¡¯s the turn of some villains.  This guy clearly doesn't look like a junior boxer.  The punch shattered the heavy stone lock.  At least this is the Earth Warrior, considering the way he used to practice his fists.  Several people happened to regard him as a rookie and did not expect this hand. The young man turned around and said not to crawl on his knees: "Sir, you are my master. Your little eyes don't know Taishan. You are Haihan."  .¡± Teenagers on the street have extraordinary endurance.  They can't see each other hitting them.  They knelt down and admitted their mistakes in no uncertain terms.  Fang Lang didn't expect a real investigation.  He waved his hand and said, "Go to school well and don't get into trouble." The tutor will talk, and fighting is not allowed in our class.  "A few thugs listen to their hearts twitching, but you don't fight?"

    After teaching some thorns, the discord of the first day was over.  Fang Lang was still practicing the boxing set in the sandbag, while Stuart Qingyang and Li Yao ran to follow his training with a fixed mentality.  When Fang Lang came out of his mind and put pressure on several thugs who came to make trouble, the first class seemed much safer, but this class was indeed too weak, including those gang members, and the whole class realized that there were only a dozen people  To deal with the fighting force.  In addition, most of these ten people live with the attitude of being around, and no one is serious enough to study.

    The morning course ended after self-study and did not end until the afternoon three hours later.  At noon, Imperial College provides a rich meal. The college is integrated and has many restaurants.  At this time, Ma Sanshi showed his charm as a restaurant owner and invited the whole class to his restaurant for dinner.  Fang Lang and Li Yao are no exception.  Ma San's invitation made the students very happy, but it did not depend on whether the food was delicious.  The key is cohesion.

    The lunch was very sumptuous.  Except for a few mornings of stinging heads, other students were full of praise for Ma San, and Master Ma couldn't stop laughing with joy.  After lunch, there was still plenty of time to spend.  Everyone was dismissed, and the talkative duo went out to visit the college, while Fang Lang and Li Yao stayed in Masan's restaurant.  They are all close friends.  Today, there is another Li Yao.  You should of course introduce yourself.

    Ma San didn¡¯t know that Li Yao was a princess.  It was like seeing Stuart Qingyang.  Li Yao seemed to enjoy this feeling very much. Everyone was sitting here making fragrant tea, listening to the sea blowing in the sky, and listening to King Mashan's underground.  The young Master Ma has no other skills.  He joked that it was a first-rate story.  Li Yao, who had never heard of this, was very focused, while Fang Lang kept taking a quick look at his notebook.  The afternoon was spent in the bubbly dance of Masan and the reverie of Fang Lang.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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