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Volume 16 South of the Clouds, Journey to Myanmar 1996.-.- Chapter 555 It¡¯s not so serious!

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    There was chaos in Class 2.1. Teacher Liang asked a bunch of students to start packing their things. He also asked a few boys to look after the gangsters lying on the ground. He went to the teaching office to ask other teachers.

    An Anbi stood next to Xiao Qiuruo and looked around. She saw that her class was in a mess, with broken tables, stools, books covered with footprints, textbooks, and papers. Anyway, it was just a mess, like a vegetable market.  Same.

    Looking at the group of boys standing next to her, An Anbi felt angry. From the information she just learned, she knew that when Xiao Qiuruo was surrounded by a group of boys, not a single boy in the class dared to stand up and fight.

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    The more she thought about it, the more angry she became. An Anbi clenched her fists, and then she remembered Ye Bihuang's cold snort to her when he left just now, and she suddenly burst out.

    She pointed at the onlookers behind her and scolded: "You! You are all boys in Class 2.1, but you act like a bitch. The girls in our class were bullied by the boys from other classes, but none of you dared to  Stand up, they are all wimps and rubbish! Guys like you shouldn¡¯t have girls like you in life. What¡¯s wrong with studying? It¡¯s useless! If you can¡¯t live like yourself, you are a coward!¡±

    An Anbi was originally the goddess in the eyes of all the boys in Class 2.1. Xiao Qiuruo had just joined their class and had not yet established a foundation. In addition, she had a boyfriend, so her support rate was much lower than that of An Anbi.

    Now that they were being scolded by the goddess in their hearts, and the words they said were reasonable, it was like a thousand arrows piercing their hearts. The scene was terrifyingly silent for a moment. After a few seconds, many girls in the class started talking, and all of them were  She supports An An Bi, thinking that these boys are too useless, and she looks down upon the boys in her class with disdain.

    ??Which man would want to be said like this?  Disgraceful!  One by one, they all had their heads raised and their faces were red. No one could take it calmly.

    "How about how about we beat up Yang Ziming and the others to vent our anger on Xiao Qiuruo?" I don't know which male student said it, which caused a commotion. All the boys looked at each other and clenched their fists.  I have an idea to take action.

    When the dozen or so people lying on the ground heard this, they all stopped moaning and hurriedly stood up, hunched over and trying to escape.

    Yang Ziming was beaten badly by Ye Bihuang just now. He can't stand firmly now, but he also wants to escape. It is too dangerous here. If he is surrounded by thirty or forty people, he will be dead.

    "Yang Ziming, you can't leave! Teacher Liang asked me to watch you. You can't leave until the teacher comes!" Three or four male students blocked in front of Yang Ziming, but they obviously lacked momentum.

    Yang Ziming cursed: "Get out of here, Mr. Liang and Mr. Zhou, they are of no use to me. Who dares to stop me if I want to go out?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to push the boy in front of him.

    The boy was scolded and pushed by Yang Ziming, but he ducked past and did not dare to stop him. After all, Yang Ziming was the top grader in the provincial high school, and his reputation has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. He has been fighting for it since he was in the first grade of high school, and his foundation is very stable.  , and he is very popular and has many thugs under his command.  Even though he can't stand firmly now, no one dares to make the first move since his name is here.

    I saw Yang Ziming taking the lead and walking out quickly. Suddenly a pencil box flew out from nowhere in the class and hit Yang Ziming on the head.

    "Damn it, whoever hit me, stand up!" Yang Ziming snorted, turned around with difficulty, and stared at the group of people behind him fiercely.

    "What the hell, this kid is still so arrogant like this. If I don't beat him up, I'll feel like I'm no longer a man. Let's beat him up!"

    "It's just that Yang Ziming is too arrogant. We don't care about it in other places, but here, he is so abominable!"

    "Boys in Class 2.1, we can no longer be cowards. Even if we become enemies, we will kill them!"

    "Rise up!"

    "I've been stepped on in the face by others. If we don't retaliate, I'll look down on myself!"

    "Come on, all of them!"

    With a roar coming from an unknown corner, it was like the fuse of a bomb was set off. The boys in the class quickly pushed Yang Ziming and others back into the class, and threw dictionaries, textbooks, etc. at Yang Ziming and more than a dozen people.  .

    You may think this is not enough, but a boy kicked Yang Ziming in the waist. This time, Yang Ziming started to fight back, and a big melee ensued.

    13 people to 40+ people. Under such a ratio, Yang Ziming and the others, who were already seriously injured, were naturally at a disadvantage. Suddenly, there were screams, begging for mercy, cries, and beatings of sticks mixed together. Class 2.1 of Senior High School once again  A symphony of every second.

    "Add?!  come on!  Smash it well, hit it harder!  "When the girls in Class 2.1 saw that the boys in their class had finally done something, they began to scream and cheer. They were unwilling to be left alone. Some girls did not want to come forward, so they took the bottles next to them and threw the books on the ground.  Those bastards were smashed on them! With the encouragement of the girls, the boys worked harder and worked harder as if they were fed milk. But Yang Ziming and his gang were in misery. This was probably the worst day in their lives.  They always beat others in groups, but today, they were beaten by others.

    And it¡¯s still a deadly group fight.

    Two minutes later, a large number of school leaders came in outside the classroom, among which the most senior one was the director of the Education Department.

    "Stop, stop, stop! Stop fighting!" Teacher Liang never imagined that as soon as he came back, the class would become even more chaotic, and the students in his own class were fighting with the dozen boys.

    "Stop it! I'm going to kill another person!" Ma Zhiwei, the teaching director, shouted. He was telling the truth. If the beating continued without knowing the severity, the people on the ground might not be able to be saved even if they were sent to the hospital.

    When the boys in Class 2.1 saw the school leaders coming, they stopped one after another. They saw Yang Ziming lying on the ground with more air coming out and less air coming in. All of them were seriously injured. There were footprints all over their faces and clothes. Compared with Ye Bihuang and the others just now,  It was much more serious when I left.

    Seeing that the situation was stable, Ma Zhiwei hurriedly asked people to carry out all the dozen people on the ground and called an ambulance. Well, they were beaten so hard that even the school doctor's office couldn't hold them any longer.

    At this time, Ye Bihuang had just helped Lee Kuan Yew, who was made up to be seriously injured, to go up the stairs. Lee Kuan Yew's ouch shouting was absolutely lifelike. If nothing else, Ye Bihuang felt that this guy could definitely win an Oscar if he played an injured person.  I saw Lee Kuan Yew with this bandage on his head, patches of red and purple liquid on his face, and his body was painted like a spotted leopard. It looked extremely miserable.

    When the two of them were planning in their hearts how to cry and complain about how badly they were beaten, suddenly, more than a dozen people were transported out from Class 2.1, all of them covered in blood, with footprints all over their clothes, unconscious, and  Several had chipped teeth on their faces.

    Ye Bihuang and Lee Kuan Yew looked at each other.

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