Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

Duan Qing had no intention of replying, so the man in the white coat could only mutter to himself: "Although this kid is arrogant, it's only a matter of time before he loses.

If you don't care, you might really get beaten to death."

Jiang Mingyang seemed to have the upper hand, but he had a clear gap with Wang Jin in terms of attack power, defense power and endurance.

No matter how agile Jiang Mingyang's steps were, his physical strength would always be exhausted, and Wang's blood and qi far exceeded his, which also meant that his endurance was far greater than his.

Wang Jin was furious, and he wouldn't be so embarrassed if he was a little calmer.

"This kid is very interesting. He knows he has no chance of winning, so he uses words to stimulate Wang Jin, the loser, in order to find an opportunity to break the situation."

Duan Qing answered irrelevantly, and had no intention of taking action at all, nor did he care about Jiang Mingyang's life or death. The white coat asked helplessly: "Are you sure this kid has nothing to do with that thing?"

The white coat was a little worried. Duan Qing gently stroked the earring on his right ear and said indifferently: "Who knows.

There is no clue after lurking for so long, so let's have fun with this kid first."

In the dojo, Wang Jin roared repeatedly, and Jiang Mingyang was also thinking about countermeasures.

After all, Wang Jin is a quasi-warrior. Even if he doesn't have much combat experience, his defense is not something that ordinary people can break.

Jiang Mingyang's physical strength is limited, and it is impossible for him to keep dodging at a high intensity. It is only a matter of time before he is caught.

Jiang Mingyang shuddered at the thought of being caught by the furious Wang Jin and then kneaded into various shapes.

"Damn it, if you really have turtle shells all over your body, I'll give in!"

Jiang Mingyang roared, dodged a punch by leaning sideways, and took advantage of the gap between the attacks to punch Wang Jin's nose with his right fist.

"Ah! Damn it!"

Wang Jin roared in pain, tears and nosebleeds, and his nose was swollen like rosacea.

Defense relies on muscles, and there are no such thick muscles on the face, so the defense is naturally much worse.

Seeing that the attack was effective, Jiang Mingyang was unyielding, and his fists burst out like raindrops, and each punch never left Wang Jin's cheek.

"Damn it, while I still have the strength, I'll break your face first.

When you are too embarrassed to see people, if you still have the nerve to trouble me, then I'll admit it."

Jiang Mingyang was cruel and even more cruel, and he specifically hit the eye sockets, cheeks and nose, and blood gushed out with each punch.

In the distance, the white coat's eyes twitched wildly. Duan Qing's fiery red lips slightly raised, and he said with interest: "Beat the would-be warrior into a pig's head, so that he has no face to cause trouble.

What do you think of this kid's brain?"

"Unscrupulous, lawless, and regardless of the consequences."

The white coat muttered boringly, just watching a boring farce, not arousing the slightest interest.

"I think it's a risky move."

As soon as Duan Qing finished speaking, something happened in the dojo.

"I am the peerless martial god, how can I allow you, the scoundrels, to bully me!"

Jiang Mingyang roared to the sky, and with all his strength, he threw the last punch. Wang Jin's right eye socket was hit hard, and the whole person staggered backwards.

At this moment, Jiang Mingyang, who was domineering, lost his momentum at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his bright eyes became scattered and dim, as if he had changed into a different person.

"What happened to me? My hands and feet feel heavy, and my whole body is in extreme pain. What happened just now?

Hey, who is this pighead? Who beat me?

Although I don't know what happened, I feel so happy."

Jiang Mingyang staggered back, muttering to himself with blank eyes, as if he was controlled by someone just now.

The classmates were all frowning. You beat me, pretending to be controlled, pretending to have amnesia.

Pretending to have amnesia is fine, but you are so wicked. You really think everyone is stupid.

Outside the dojo, the white coat was frowning, and Duan Qing was not much better.

Such a lame excuse, really think that teachers and students are idiots, and they can be fooled casually.

Jiang Mingyang acted very devotedly, and the classmates were confused and sluggish. Wang Jin stood up slowly in anger.

A face swollen bigger than a pig's head, with angry and resentful eyes in his swollen eyes, wishing to cut Jiang Mingyang into pieces.

"Damn it, pretending to have amnesia won't work."

Jiang Mingyang calmed down completely and thought quickly about a solution.

"Wang Jin is such a coward, how can he not even beat me? He is going to kill me, how can I get out of this?"

"Asshole, no one can save you today."

Wang Jin stood up in shame and anger, Jiang Mingyang staggered back, his eyes becoming increasingly dim.

Wang Jin had just taken two steps when Jiang Mingyang's eyes suddenly widened, his right hand covered his chest in pain, and he yelled shrilly: "Run, that thing is trying to control me again.

I don't want to kill anyone!"

Wang Jin staggered in fear, then realized that he had been deceived, and his swollen face showed uncontrollable anger.

The classmates were all black again, are you a fucking idiot!

If you continue to treat Wang Jin as a fool, I might really beat you to death.

"Uh, is he pretending to be possessed or possessed? He must have read too many novels."

The white coat complained with a dark face. Duan Qing did not answer, but her flaming red lips became more and more gorgeous, as if she was in an unusually good mood.

"You are playing tricks, no one can save you today!"

Wang Jin yelled in shame and anger. He had seen that Jiang Mingyang was not strong enough, and he wanted to beat Jiang Mingyang into a pulp!

"Wentian Pavilion killed someone!"

Seeing that there was no escape, Jiang Mingyang screamed like a pig being slaughtered, and then the corners of his mouth were crooked, his hands and feet twitched, and the whole person fell straight to the ground.

At this moment, Wang Jin stood there in a fist-waving posture, and the classmates opened their mouths and did not move, and the whole audience was dead silent.

The students looked at Wang Jin first, then at Jiang Mingyang who was twitching constantly, with indescribable complexity in their eyes.

It seems that Wang Jin hasn't made a move yet, how come he fell down just like that?

But it's not easy to say, as an instructor and a quasi-martial artist, he can't beat the student and kill him out of anger, which is too much against the teacher's way.

But Wang Jin was beaten into a pig head, and the perpetrator was lying on the ground pretending to twitch, so Wang Jin was at a disadvantage.

Wang Jin was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, Jiang Mingyang had the upper hand everywhere, and now he fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.

If he killed him at this time, not to mention that the Wu'an Bureau would not let him go, Wentian Hall would not let him off easily!

Wang Jin looked at Jiang Mingyang with resentment, and turned away angrily after a while.

Wentian Hall and the Jiang family are not in harmony, and what he did cannot withstand investigation, so he can only run away at this time.

Jiang Mingyang fell to the ground pretending to be dead, Wang Jin left inexplicably, and the teachers and students in the audience were still stunned.

"This little bastard, he's actually playing rogue, doesn't he feel ashamed?"

The white coat held back for a long time before speaking softly, Duan Qing giggled and said: "He's brave and resourceful, and very shameless.

This kid is getting more and more to my taste.

It's your turn, find a proper reason to cover it up, I'll protect this kid."

The white coat took a deep look at Duan Qing, slowly walked towards the dead silent dojo, and said in his heart again: "Boy, you're done, wish you good luck."

The white coat walked to Jiang Mingyang, and the students suddenly came to their senses, and said in unison: "Teacher, Jiang Mingyang is unconscious, please take a look."

"Don't worry, you go back to school first, I will contact the school when there is a result."

The white coat squatted down, told everyone to leave, and helplessly organized a speech to help Jiang Mingyang cover up the lie.