Nanqin

"This man is really lunatic!" At the gate of the academy, some students whispered.

"It's rare to see this nursing home, why didn't you stop it today?"

Some students looked at the nursing home and had questions.

You should know that in general, there are guards in front of a school, not a nursing home. The gap between the two is quite large.

Very few people see the nursing home, but they will only see the nursing home if something major happens in the school, and they have unimaginable privileges.

There are only four people in these nursing homes, and if you don't deliberately observe them, you can't feel their presence.

One of them was the black figure that appeared next to Dean Qian earlier. His face was ordinary, but his face was covered with vicissitudes. He was only about 30 years old. He raised his head and looked on the attic. Dean Qian shook his head.

The eyes of the other three looked at the scene where Zhang Nanqin beat Huang Yuanping. Although there was no expression on their faces, if they looked closely at their eyes, it was very contagious. They seemed to be cheering, good beating, good beating... …

Huang Yuanping felt his breathing become more and more rapid, watching the blood flowing out of his hands, death was so close to him, his eyes trembled when he saw Zhang Nanqin's colorless eyes.

He felt that he had provoke a madman. The previous arrogant gestures disappeared completely, and everything was based on living.He saw the bright yellow armor at the entrance of the academy, and immediately turned over with a trembling body. He was kneeling on the ground in that posture. He shouted with difficulty: "Guardian! Why don't anyone care about the murder here?!"

The voice was hoarse with despair and hostility, but it was penetrating.

When Zhang Nanqin heard this, the corners of his mouth showed abusive expression: "Where did the previous confidence go?"

"The nursing home! Save me!" Now for Huang Yuanping, the only thing that can save him is the nursing home.

Zhang Nanqin said, "The nursing home?! He dare! They moved, and the little master demolished this academy!" Then his eyes suddenly looked at the four people at the entrance of the academy, and their hearts trembled.

But the students of the college seemed to feel something, one by one was shocked.

"My God...I..."

"Really crazy!"

"Did you have the courage to eat heaven?"

The students breathed in the ups and downs of each other. The key is that they looked at the nursing home, the nursing home that usually made them frightened did not act, but stood motionless.

Zhang Nanqin swept across in front of the four of them and looked up at the Chief Qian in the attic. The two looked at each other, and then the cold breath on his body disappeared without a trace, but in return he looked languid. , There was even a smile on his face: "Well, I'll make a joke with you, look at you like a bear."

This sentence made everyone stunned, and many people cursed secretly in their hearts, but they were very curious about Zhang Nanqin's courage and identity. He dared to be so provocative in front of the school, and the nursing house was indifferent. This aroused the curiosity of the students. .

In fact, it is not only the curiosity of the students, but also Huang Yuanping.

After he heard Zhang Nanqin's words, he vomited a mouthful of blood. Just about to speak, Zhang Nanqin kicked him on his stomach and vomited another mouthful of blood.

It's just that after the blood was vomited, he felt that his whole body was much more relaxed, and even the dying pains disappeared. He trembled slightly on the ground and climbed up, looking at Zhang Nanqin with fear in his eyes.

No matter how stupid he is now, he knows that the person in front of him is not something he can provoke, and even the nursery dared not come, which made him even more terrified when he looked at Zhang Nanqin who was smiling.

The first few breaths almost made him die, but now he is smiling, making his legs weak.

Huang Yuanping didn't dare to stay anymore. He felt that his back was already soaked. He glanced at the four nursing homes at the entrance of the college, and said to Zhang Nanqin: "The son taught that it’s okay for Huang to teach.

He put his posture extremely low, and others were already dumbfounded.

They thought they could still see a very rare battle, but it ended in this way.Some expectant people shook their heads and looked disappointed, while those students who had been bullied by Huang Ting were secretly happy that someone could finally take care of him, even his father did not dare to disobey.

Zhang Nanqin did not speak, and the bloody Monk Heming walked over with a limping body. He looked at Huang Yuanping with a sudden grin. The missing front teeth, coupled with the blood on his body, made Huang Yuanping involuntarily take two steps back. At the same time, he looked behind him, and saw that the two of them didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"I hope my son will forgive me." Huang Yuanping bowed.

Zhang Nanqin said: "Whether you are convinced or not, I just want to remind you, don't mix things up, maybe it will be ruined."

Huang Yuan was originally an exquisite person in the temple, and his mind was very active. Now that he heard Zhang Nanqin's words, he immediately reacted. He glanced at Huang Ting who was in a coma next to him, and wanted to kick him to death.

At the same time, Huang Yuanping was also frightened, causing disaster and destruction. It was a great disaster.He then thought that Zhang Nanqin was just a look at the entrance of the academy, and those nursing homes did not dare to move. It could be seen that his identity was not simple.And Huang Yuanping knows the virtues of his son very well.

Usually bullying and dominating the market, female students play, he opened one eye and closed one eye, but he did not expect that Huang Ting kicked the iron plate, and he could hear from Zhang Nanqin's words that this was someone who used Huang Ting to think of this. , He became more and more afraid.

At this time, there was a faint yellow halo on his body, the sound transmission stone.He didn't take it out, but worked and rested again, kicking the little boy aside to wake up, and then got into the carriage with Huang Ting on his back and left here.

As for the two quacks, he didn't even look at them.

"How?" Zhang Nanqin didn't care about the eyes around him, but looked at the monk Heming beside him.

"This blood belongs to the two quacks." Monk Heming wiped his hands and smiled.

"I really suspect that you are a baldness." Zhang Nanqin jumped into the carriage after speaking, pulling the reins in his hand.

"Buddha day, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? If you want to become a Buddha, you must first know what a demon is. Take it up and put it down, then you can put down the butcher knife and stand on the ground to become a Buddha." Monk Heming replied very seriously. .

Astonishment flashed in Zhang Nanqin's eyes, this was the first time he had seen Monk Heming bow to himself.

"Come on, you're covered in blood, it's not convenient." After Zhang Nanqin finished speaking, Monk Heming didn't have any pretense, so he got into the carriage directly.

Zhang Nanqin never looked back at the school, and the four nurses standing at the door were full of memories and excitement in their eyes when they saw this scene.

"The legend is still a legend."

"The character has never changed."

"He is back."

The nursing home was muttering with a voice that they could only hear, while the vicissitudes of nursing home was murmuring: "He, he is back."