The poor little phoenix I picked up turned out to be the big boss behind it

Under Huang Mao's urging, the two looked at each other and rushed towards Sang Wu, ready to grab his hand.

Sang Wu raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them, raised his hand to clasp the hand of the man on the left, and then raised his foot to kick the other man's abdomen. The expressions on their faces became a little ferocious.

Who knew that this short boy could be so strong, it was so painful.

"Yeah~"

Huang Mao found a stick from somewhere and threw it at Sang Wu.

Sang Wu's expression did not change, but he reacted quickly. However, when he raised his hand in the air to catch the stick, he suddenly changed direction and caught the stick with his own arm.

Huang Mao was a little surprised when he felt that he had really hit Sang Wu. Did he really hit him?

Before he got an answer, he was kicked away by Sang Wu.

Sang Wu did not use spiritual power to protect his body, but as a monster, he had strong physical fitness. Logically speaking, this was nothing to him, but after he kicked the stick with his leg, he lowered his head. The hand at his side could be seen covered in bruises and bruises.

He glanced at his arm with flickering eyes, thinking that if his brother found out that he had fought, he would definitely have to be punished. If he was also injured, his brother would definitely feel sorry for him, but this injury seemed to be missing something...

Sang Wu looked at the three people opposite him, his index and middle fingers slightly together, and he raised a hook in his direction, "Are you scared?"

"You're so scared, why don't we fuck him? The three of us can't beat him alone."

After Huang Mao roared, he looked at the two people beside him, but the fear of Sang Wu could be seen in their eyes.

"You are all involved in this matter today, and none of you can escape." Huang Mao glanced at the two of them and threatened in a low voice.

The two struggled for a long time, but they still found two gray water pipes around and rushed towards Sang Wu. Huang Mao followed behind, ready to look for opportunities to attack Sang Wu at any time.

‘Bang’, ‘pop’, ‘dong’.

There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, followed by the wails of several people.

The sound of water flowed in, and Sang Wu washed his hands slowly. There was a scratch on the side of his face, and there were a few drops of blood, but he didn't feel anything.

Sang Wu took out a tissue from his trouser pocket and dried his hands. Before he could turn around, there were many footsteps outside the door, and then there was a fierce knock on the door.

"Sang Wu! Sang Wu, are you in there?"

It was Xing Keke's voice. He was so preoccupied with fighting that he had just ignored the fact that he had to take a chemistry class.

"The door is closed. Are you sure someone is still inside?"

"Come, you guys stand on the side and I'll see if I can kick the door open."

The chemistry teacher also followed several classmates downstairs. After all, if something happened to this student Sang Wu, it would not be something he could bear.

Sang Wu felt that there was no need to involve poor Men with their affairs, so the second before the chemistry teacher's feet landed on the door, the toilet door opened with a click.

"Open, open."

"Someone's in there."

"Sang Wu!"

The toilet door was opened. Sang Wu was standing on the side of the door. Three boys were lying on the ground not far away. They all looked bruised and swollen.

"Sang Wu, you are injured."

Xing Keke was the first to run to Sang Wu. She looked at the large bruise on Sang Wu's forearm and the scratches on the side of his face.

"Classmate Sang Wu, you guys..."

The chemistry teacher also recognized the three fallen people on the ground. He quickly walked to Sang Wu and checked to see if he was injured elsewhere.

As for the high school student here, Jun Qi had just finished class and was picking up his own water glass to pour some water in front of him.

Suddenly there was a discussion outside their class door.

"Did you hear that three high school seniors who were dawdling around got into a fight with a junior high school freshman in the laboratory building? There seemed to be blood."

"I heard that he is in the first grade of junior high school and his academic performance is quite good."

"It seems his surname is Sang. Someone was passing by and heard someone from his class calling his name."

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Upon hearing this, Jun Qi immediately put the water cup on the water dispenser and rushed out of the classroom.

In the first grade of junior high school, the surname is Sang. Who else could be there besides Sang Wu?

"Wucao." Su You also reacted and ran out quickly.