Urban God-level Selection System

Wang Xiaohu's contacts are all over the first and second year of high school. Only the third year of high school is ruled by a man known as the iron dragon.

Now, he gathered these on the rooftop, and it seemed quite imposing for a while.

A high school student said: "Xiaohu, who are you hitting?"

"Who else can hit the teacher, naturally."

Someone returns.

"what?

Which one is unlucky. "

"It's the new head teacher who listened to their class because the teacher gave him the whole thing."

"There is such a thing.

Tell me quickly, what is going on? "

...Wang Xiaohu remained silent from beginning to end. He looked under the roof and inhaled cigarette after cigarette. Until the smoke was almost gone, he said to the people around him: "Let me be cruel later. Fight!"

Zhang Wanlin followed Lu Zimo to the rooftop and saw so many people staring at him, as if they didn't know the current situation, and said: "The students who were fighting were persuaded?"

The back door of the rooftop was closed. Lu Zimo lowered his head and walked aside, saying, "I'm sorry."

A group of students in front of them tilted their heads, joking around and slamming sticks hidden in their sleeves.

Apart from some boys in this class, these students have most other faces.

"Teacher, this fight is not over yet."

"Just waiting for you."

"Hey..." In this situation, the average teacher is so scared to pee his pants, or go to open the door and run away.

Zhang Wanlin leaned against a wall lightly and smiled: "It turns out that it was for this matter. Let me say it earlier. I am anxious."

Wang Xiaohu said: "I will give you a chance, kneel down and apologize to me, this matter will be gone."

Zhang Wanlin said, "I'm sorry, how can I kneel down easily?"

"Then call me."

A group of students dancing with sticks swarmed up. This momentum was not worse than the little Luoluo of Boss White, but the children were just children.

The corner of Zhang Wanlin's mouth twitched, and a cold light flashed across his raised eyes.

Lu Zimo turned away and closed his eyes.

This is the first time she has participated in a fight, and it must be false to say that she is not flustered.

The head teacher fell into this trap because of herself, and she felt self-blame in her heart.

She can only pray that they can be lighter and not too heavy.

With a swing of the stick, it hit Zhang Wanlin's forehead, Zhang Wanlin dodged, and at the same time leaned forward, knocking over several people instantly with his body leaning forward.

Then, using his fists and feet together, he was able to do his job well in the angry crowd.

He leisurely mingled in the crowd, even hitting Hatche while he shot.

In such a relaxed state, nearly half of the people were knocked to the ground, holding the painful part in pain.

The audience was dumbfounded.

Who can hit so many people at the same time and still behave so easily?

Moreover, he defeated them all at once! This is also incredible.

You know, this group of students are used to fighting wildly. Although their strength is still immature, they are very experienced in fighting.

Have you ever seen a cow run without beef?

And even with a swing stick, even those with a certain skill will fall behind in number and fail.

But this person doesn't seem to affect it at all.

"This is amazing."

"Has this teacher practiced martial arts?"

"Idiot, isn't that obvious yet?"

... Hearing their discussion, Lu Zimo opened his eyes and was surprised when he saw the scene before him.

Zhang Wanlin's figure floated in the crowd, amidst a hideous stick figure, still with his hands in his pockets, without losing a hearty smile on his face.

Such a crisis and no chaos almost made her deer jump wildly.

When she was a child, she had a kind of hero complex when watching TV, the kind of courage to face the dark forces, never bow her head, and face it calmly, which made her look forward to her young age deeply.

Isn't this the ideal partner in her mind?

Wang Xiaohu personally went into battle. He took out a dagger from his waist. This dagger stabbed many people. Although it did not endanger their lives, it was enough for people to lie down in the hospital for a while.

He stabbed Zhang Wanlin's waist with a dagger, but was kicked off by Zhang Wanlin, who kicked him to the ground with the second kick.

Seeing that the boss fell, the rest didn't dare to go up, shrank aside, looking at him with ferocious eyes like a coyote.

Zhang Wanlin walked next to Wang Xiaohu, squatted down, picked up the dagger, "Don't you know that schools prohibit clubs and knives?"

Wang Xiaohu was kicked over with both feet, turned his head to the side in shame, and said nothing.

"Tell you honestly."

Zhang Wanlin walked to the group of students again, throwing the dagger in his hand up and down in the air, an extremely daunting pair.

"These are leftovers from my previous play, it's really nothing new.

If it's like my temperament back then, you would be more than just falling.

At least one of the arms and legs must be broken. "

He said so lightly, in fact, to frighten the students. Seeing their expressions, he should be frightened.

Very good, then it will be easier.

"But now I am a teacher, and I definitely can't fight anymore.

So, just let you go.

As for your controlled knives, I will not blame it.

But if there is another time..." Zhang Wanlin held the dagger falling high, and the students' hearts were chilled, for fear that the knife would be stuck in his body.

"Then I am not a teacher.

But the identity of a boss.

Understand? "

"Yes!"

"We understand!"

"Don't dare next time!"

The students bowed their heads.

"Well, so be it."

Zhang Wanlin turned around and walked downstairs, "Squad leader, what are you still doing? I have something to explain."

"okay."

It was not until he called himself that Lu Zimo woke up from a daze, and followed Zhang Wanlin's figure.

The students took the initiative to help them open the roof door.

Walking down the corridor, Lu Zimo apologized in a small voice: "I'm really sorry just now, they insisted that I take you there."

"This is also a good thing. It can allow me to start my future work well, so you have done something.

Go back and reward a lollipop. "

"Ok?"

"Why, lollipop is not good."

"Not really..." "Apart from Wang Xiaohu, are there any other students like this in our class?"

Lu Zimo would never talk about such things as revealing the internal information of the class.

But now, she admires Zhang Wanlin so much, even if she asks about her private life, she will probably say it.

What's more, as the head teacher of this class, there is nothing in the class that he can't intervene.

Lu Zimo said: "The next one is probably Lu Fei, Yang Xiaoyu, etc., but they are all easy to deal with."

"What about this school?"

"School, it's a big guy like Tielong."

"Tell me in detail."

In the office, the teachers don't have the mind to work.

Luo Yingying said: "It's been so long, and Teacher Zhang hasn't come down yet, so something must have happened.

I want to go up and have a look. "

Since Fang Youran told her about the stage of going to the rooftop, she has been uneasy.