School bully, your character is broken

Jiang Yao picked up a beer bottle from his side again, and threw it viciously at the people in front of him who were all covered in beige.The one in the lead dodged back and dodged, but the one next to him was not so lucky, and a cut was pulled directly in the calf.

Jiang Yao looked back, and it was all right now, none of them were gone.

The leader opened his arms, revealing a large tattoo, snapped his fingers arrogantly, and drove towards Jiang Yao with the three younger brothers behind him.

Jiang Yao supported his arm with one hand and sighed. Although the gangsters in front of him had injuries of varying degrees, they were still full of energy.On the other hand, not only did the wound treated yesterday in the school infirmary open, but several new openings were added.A one-on-four for a while is indeed enough.

"Admit defeat, call me Grandpa, and I'll let you go," Brother Tattoo flashed a knife from his pocket, "Otherwise you're finished today."

"Is he finished today?"

"For sure," the tattooed brother waved the knife in his hand pretending to be cool, thinking that some younger brother was asking, "I don't believe it, he looks like this, and he can turn the world upside down... No, who are you?"

Tan Han didn't give him time to look back, he kicked up, the tattooed brother staggered a few steps forward, lay on the ground in embarrassment, and cursed.

"I'm your grandpa." Tan Han took off his special X-mounted sunglasses, flung them back, and threw them on the face of a guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and pointed at Jiang Yao who was still in surprise, "Today, I'll see, whoever finishes first between you and him."

"Where did this bastard come from? Catch him!" Brother Tattoo got up from the ground, and rushed towards Tan Han with a knife in his hand.

Jiang Yao chopped on Brother Tattoo's arm with one hand, Brother Tattoo's hand shook, and the knife fell to the ground. Jiang Yao quickly moved the knife far away, then walked around in front of Brother Tattoo, raised his knee, and gave him a fierce blow top--

"Ah——" the tattooed brother let out a miserable cry when he fell on the ground amidst the shards of glass.

"Even if I'm like this, it's more than enough to fuck you alone." Jiang Yao kicked his calf, "Next time I call your big brother, you don't have enough count." After speaking, he picked up a piece of edge from the ground and compared The sharp piece of glass walked to Qin Han's battlefield in two steps to support him.

"I can still play with these grandchildren for a while, you hurry up and clean up my eldest grandson," Tan Han avoided the double attack, glanced at the tattooed brother who was rolling on the ground clutching his life, and smiled very shamelessly Get up, "Grand grandson, your fighting power is not as good as these younger brothers!"

The tattoo brother was so angry that Jiang Yao kicked his calf with such strength, and he couldn't stand up.

"Quick battle and quick decision." Jiang Yao walked to Tan Han's side and punched a grandson's front tooth.

"Let's go!" Looking at the few people in the sky who were still crazy in the first 5 minutes, Jiang Yao grabbed Tan Han's wrist and walked out with him.Only then did Qin Han realize that this was an alley.

"you……"

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me, my dear deskmate," Tan Han looked at the already dark sky, and glanced at his watch, "There are still 5 minutes to [-] o'clock, let's find a clinic to treat your injuries first. "

Jiang Yao nodded. He didn't feel much pain from the wound when he was beating someone and walking just now. Now that he has recovered, he feels the pain to death, and he has no strength in his whole body.As soon as he took a step, he fell forward.

Tan Han hurriedly caught him: "Why do you have to be a few centimeters taller than me? It's awkward."

Jiang Yao held back his fist for the sake of Tan Han helping him beat someone up.

Tan Han helped the old man to walk around this dilapidated place a few times, and sighed sincerely: "This place is really fucking messy."

"...Is this a clinic?" When he saw the clinic that finally appeared, he collapsed on the spot, "As far as the hygienic conditions are concerned, the pigsty is not bad."

Jiang Yao seemed to laugh, and before Tan Han saw it for real, he turned cold again.

Tan Han doubted his ears a little: "Did you laugh just now?"

Jiang Yao: "No."

Tan Han: "Are you familiar with this area?"

Jiang Yao: "I'm not familiar with you." If you are familiar with me, do you still need to follow you around here?

Tan Han lowered his head and looked at his watch: "Ten past eight. If you don't go home, will your family worry?"

Jiang Yao: "I live alone."

Qin Han: "Ah, do you have any disinfectant, iodine, saline, bandages and so on at home?"

Jiang Yao: "There are a few boxes of cold medicine." I don't know if it was a few years ago.

Tan Han: "You are so good at fighting, why don't you have these things at home?"

Jiang Yao really didn't want to talk to him, so he decided to shut up.Qin Han said again: "Then which hospital or clinic do you usually go to, and how long does it take to get there?"

"It's near my house, maybe half an hour."

"Then you might as well go to my house, anyway, there is no one at your house," Tan Han pulled someone to the side of the road, "There is no one at my house, and I have all kinds of things, and they can be there in 15 minutes. If the injury drags on, you should really go to a big hospital."

Tan Han took a taxi, and after reporting the name of the community, his cell phone rang. He took out the cell phone, and it was Han Ling.

Tan Han pressed the connect button, and Han Ling's roar came across the screen: "Brother, check what time it is! You won't be back today! Are you going to pick up girls?"

"I'm not going back," Tan Han thanked himself for not turning on the speakerphone, and began to lie without blushing, "I went to my classmate's house, and I happened to spend the night."

"Brother, I know you and my mother..." Han Ling paused and lowered his voice, "But..."

"What but, don't think about it," Tan Han was a little annoyed at this point, he scratched his hair indiscriminately, and began to change the subject, "Oh, Han Ling, didn't you stop touching your phone if you didn't get into the top ten in your grade? What is in your hand now?"

Han Ling, who was making a call with his mobile phone and brushing up questions: "...the landline, I dialed the landline."

"You think I'm blind? - Can't see the caller number?" Tan Han smiled, "Okay, stop talking, tell her, I'm playing a game."

When Tan Han hung up the phone, he found that Jiang Yao was looking at him with complicated eyes.

Tan Han: "...?" What do you mean?

"I think you should publish a book, "365 Skills to Defraud People." Jiang Yao couldn't hold back his smile after speaking, and quickly calmed down, "Your brother's phone? Are you not going back?"

"I won't go back," Tan Han felt that he and Jiang Yao hadn't gotten to know each other well yet, so there was no need to reveal his family fortune, so he wrote lightly, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

There was a drizzle outside, hitting the car window one after another, the phone in Tan Han's hand vibrated, and it was Han Ling's message when he clicked on it.

"elder brother."

Then there is no text.

But Qin Han knew what Han Ling wanted to say.

He stared at the phone screen in a daze.

The car stopped at this moment, Jiang Yao paid the fare, and pulled Qin Han out of the car: "Get out of the car, the phone is so beautiful?"

Tan Han: "No."

Jiang Yao: "Is there something wrong with your brother? Otherwise, you go back first."

Tan Han adjusted his mood in a second, and changed into a daily hippie smile: "It's all right, let's go."

The moment Tan Han took out the key to open the door, the drizzle outside suddenly poured down, the sky was overcast, and the air pressure was depressingly low.

"I can't see that you are quite rich." Jiang Yao said.

"It's my dad who is rich, not me," Tan Han led him up the stairs, "Besides, I don't live here often, it's boring to be alone."

"Did you fight often before?" Jiang Yao asked, looking at Qin Han's proficient bandaging techniques and applying medicine.

Tan Han: "Often, but they are usually minor injuries, not like yours." Then he brought him a roll of bandages, "Look, one roll is not enough."

"Thank you."

Qin Han couldn't react: "Huh?"

Jiang Yao looked at him and said word by word: "Thank you today."