Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Who is this guy!"

"Yup!!"

Several people subconsciously stopped, outside the door, Yu Sheng was leaning against the wall, Zhao Zicheng had a mean smile on his face.

Suddenly, Zhao Zicheng grabbed Sun Wen's foot and pulled him out like a dead dog.

Yu Sheng took out a glass bottle, shook it vigorously, and threw it in.

Zhao Zicheng closed the door tacitly.

Tightly pull.

Only Sun Wen was lying on the ground in a daze, looking at the two in confusion.

Some did not respond for a while.

Zhao Zicheng...isn't he a fool?

Why does it seem that they cooperate so well with Yu Sheng now?

"Fuck!"

"It stinks!"

"What the hell!"

All of this is just done in a blink of an eye.

Soon there was a sound of cursing in the room, and someone rushed to the door, pulled the door, and did not move.

Immediately afterwards, the energy surged.

"If you destroy a campus building, you will be fined!"

"Think about it first, and this is Teacher Xu's dormitory door. If you kick it, the nature will be different. Be careful of Teacher Xu's revenge!"

Seeing that the other side wanted to use brute force, Zhao Zicheng shouted loudly.

"Brothers, we are also innocent."

"But I have inquired that newcomers will be educated miserably when they enter school."

"Let's discuss, if the well water does not interfere with the river water, I will open the door!"

Zhao Zicheng was sticking to the door, still shouting.

By the way, Yu Sheng curled his eyebrows with a look of complacency.

Apparently...

This plan is what he came up with.

As for why it was determined that there was an ambush in the dormitory... These guys were plotting in the cafeteria during the day, and it's not like they didn't hear it.

Yu Sheng, on the other hand, just gave Zhao Zicheng a sympathetic look.

"Take care of yourself."

After saying something earnestly, Yu Sheng turned around and left.

No regrets.

Sticking to the shadow all the time, it disappeared in almost a few seconds.

Sun Wen reacted quickly, even scrambling to get up, stumbling and running.

This guy is so naive.

The plan is okay, but the strength factor must also be considered.

It's a pity that he, who had just been severely beaten, was running very slowly at this time, so slow...

A wisp of black gas overflowed from the crack of the door, wrapping around Zhao Zicheng's ankle.

Zhao Zicheng became a little sluggish.

Trembling, he let go of the hand holding the doorknob.

The door opens.

What was revealed were grinning faces.

"Little thief, call!"

"Ok?"

"This year's freshman welcome party starts with you!"

One of the old students patted Zhao Zicheng's shoulder lightly, which was exactly the kind of friendly eyes that a senior looks at a junior.

Zhao Zicheng also gradually regained his sobriety at this time.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he seemed to realize something, and swallowed: "I said... I was just making a kind, very kind, very kind joke with everyone. Do you... believe it?"

"letter!"

"Of course!"

A woman with short haircut nodded and kicked down.

Zhao Zicheng flew upside down and entered the dormitory.

Then...

Sun Wen, who had just run out for more than ten meters, was also pulled back and thrown in together.

"Dare to come out of this door and break your legs!"

The short-haired woman seemed to have the highest status, she just leaned against the wall and said.

The others closed the door.

At first, the dormitory was very quiet.

But soon...

"Fuck, what the hell is this, it smells so bad?"

"I don't know, I want it for the rest of my life!"

"Yu Sheng, this guy runs really fast."

"Stop talking, your mouth is full of stink!"

"Cough cough..."

Listening to the conversation in the room, the short-haired woman frowned slightly: "Yusheng?"

"This is one that ran away."

"Forget it, find a chance in two days and beat them up together."

In this way, several people enjoyed it for two full hours with a happy mood, and then opened the door, and dragged Zhao Zicheng and Sun Wen out with disgust on their faces.

Who knows how the two survived.

"Let's talk about it, I believe the rookie's head iron, but the head iron becomes like you...I don't believe it."

The short-haired woman stands far away.

Several other people also looked at them playfully.

Sun Wen was still in a daze, but Zhao Zicheng looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and even leaned forward, as if if you couldn't kill me, I would disgust you to death.

"During the break during the day, the price offered by the vice-principal."

"Engage an old student, ten credits!"

"How about it!"

As he spoke, he stubbornly raised his head and looked at the few people.

Sun Wen was stunned, grabbed Zhao Zicheng by the neck and shouted: "What the hell, you guys have credits, I didn't receive the notice!"

"Why should I be beaten together with you?"

Zhao Zicheng grinned: "Long-term task, and even if you fail, you will be rewarded with one credit."

"It's a good deal."

"Slapped, two credits."

"You can take it too."

...

Sun Wenfeng was confused: "I'm not short of money, understand?"

"I don't need to earn credits!!!"

"My Nima!!"

Zhao Zicheng took it a little seriously: "But this is the style of the Mo Academy, you have to blend in, you can either beat someone up or get beaten up."

"Be wise and protect yourself everywhere, and the final result can only be reduced to mediocrity."

After hearing Zhao Zicheng's words, Sun Wen fell into silence.

"This elementary school boy is not bad."

The short-haired woman smiled: "How can I reward you? Or..."

"Sister hit you again?"

Zhao Zicheng took a deep breath, stood up slowly, fiddled with his hair, and tried to make himself look handsome: "Senior sister, I can guarantee that in the next three years, all of you... will beg me, come Hit me!"

"Even... pay me to hit me!"

"Do you believe it?"

These words are loud and full of pride!

but...

It just doesn't sound right.

I always feel that there is only momentum.

It's like the standard... I'm wrong!

"Don't believe it?"

"Come on, I'll give you a punch!"

A sandbag appeared in front of him, and Zhao Zicheng leaned against the wall with a lonely face.

The short-haired woman narrowed her eyes slightly, and punched Zhao Zicheng's awakened object.

next second...

"Ooooooh..."

Her complexion turned a little flushed.

Everyone seemed very excited.

A few old students in the distance looked at the senior with doubts, a little dazed.

This sandbag... what is it for?

Can you still beat people up?