Raised by bigots, I ran away

Li Rui did not expect that someone would come in at this time.

When he brought Su Nanchuan in, he deliberately locked the doors and windows, and drew the curtains. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got started, someone kicked the door open.

Li Rui panicked for a moment.

Indeed, is it possible not to panic if someone finds out doing such a thing?

Li Rui's first reaction was to find an excuse to explain. He boasted that his mental quality was strong enough and he was experienced. He had already found a series of excuses for himself, especially when he saw a teenager kicking in the door.

Li Rui calmly let go of Su Nanchuan at that moment, and with a straight face, he was about to reprimand someone for barging in, but the boy had already punched him hard.

Then, countless fists slammed on Li Rui's face and body like dense raindrops.

Yan Qingyang seemed to have gone mad and lost his mind. His fists became more and more ruthless, and each time he used almost [-]% of his strength, he seemed to want to beat Li Rui to death.

With red eyes, he kicked Li Rui hard on the sculpture beside him.

The sculptures smashed to the ground and instantly shattered into debris.

It also shocked Su Nanchuan who stood aside and didn't understand what happened.

Su Nanchuan was so frightened that he stood there dumbfounded on the spot. He had never seen Yan Yang fight, let alone such a terrifying Yan Yang. He cried out in fright, and shouted: "Brother, brother, stop fighting."

But Yan Yang, who was in a rage, couldn't hear anything.

Yan Qinyang looked thin, but he was very strong. His outstretched fist was as hard as a hammer, and he smashed hard at the beast in front of him.

Li Rui kept wailing in pain, begging to stop beating him.

But Yan Qinyang didn't say a word, like a wild beast, he pulled Li Rui up and threw him out, smashing him on those easels.

The easel crackled and fell to the ground, the dust on the ground rose, and the setting sun dyed the sky on one side red, and jumped into the door bit by bit from the open door, staining Yan Han Yang Senhan's eyes red.

Su Nanchuan was terrified and looked at the mess all over the house, and Yan Yangyang who didn't know what he was beating people into. He was terrified, and he suddenly had an intuition that Yan Yangyang really wanted to beat people to death.

Su Nanchuan was startled and frightened, and shouted: "Brother, stop beating, brother... woo woo woo..."

stop fighting!

This was also Li Rui's heartfelt voice, but he was so hurt that he couldn't say a word.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Qinyang seemed to be tired at last. He kicked Li Rui to the ground and stepped on Li Rui's face.

The young Sen Han's eyes were full of terrifying hostility, like a devil from hell, looking down at Li Rui who was in a state of embarrassment.

Li Rui's pair of glasses had been knocked out a long time ago, his face was swollen red and high, and he howled like a slaughtered pig, his voice was sharp and piercing.

"Help! Help!!! Misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding..."

Yan Yangyang smiled coldly: "Misunderstanding?"

Li Rui reached out to beg for mercy with trembling hands: "Misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding..."

Yan Tanyang kicked his feet hard, and Li Rui screamed again in an instant.

Yan Qinyang gritted his teeth viciously, and said word by word: "Do you think I'm blind? Or do you think I'm brainless!"

Li Rui: "Aww!!! Don't step on it, don't step on it!!!"

"Su Nanchuan!"

Yan Qinyang suddenly called Su Nanchuan by name and surname. He had a sullen face, and his hostile eyes swept over without concealment, making Su Nanchuan shudder.

Su Nanchuan cried, "Brother..."

Yan Yang: "Go to Principal Feng."

When Li Rui heard that Yan Yang asked Su Nanchuan to find the principal, he howled again in an instant: "No, no, I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

Yan Yangyang completely ignored him and looked at Su Nanchuan: "Go!"

Su Nanchuan responded, and hurriedly ran out with a white face.

As soon as Su Nanchuan left, Yan Qinyang grabbed one of Li Rui's arms, and he raised the corner of his mouth, showing a sinister smile: "Come on, tell me, which hand touched him?"

Li Rui's eyes widened in horror for an instant, and he struggled hard, but he had been beaten so weak that he was not strong enough to resist.

There was a "crack" sound, and Li Rui screamed, his right arm was broken by Yan Hanyang.

Yan Qinyang smiled coldly, and slowly grabbed Li Rui's left arm.

Li Rui screamed: "Not this hand! Not this hand!"

With a "crack", Li Rui's other arm was also broken by Yan Hanyang.

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When Principal Feng came over, Li Rui was already lying on the ground unable to move, while Yan Hanyang was sitting on the table with a gloomy and terrifying face.

The young man was full of hostility, and his black eyes were like ice-cold and gloomy pools. The moment he looked over, it made people feel chills from the bottom of their hearts, and their hair stood on end.

Principal Feng felt intimidated for a moment. He stood at the door of the studio with his chubby face drooping and his brows furrowed. He saw the messy studio and Li Rui lying on the ground as if he had passed away...

"Yan Yang, what are you doing!"

Principal Feng let out a roar.

Su Nanchuan came running over while crying. The child was crying so hard that he couldn't understand a few words. Principal Feng could only faintly hear the words "brother, looking for you, fight, studio...".

Headmaster Feng had a hunch that something was wrong with Yan Kangyang again, so he hurried over with a dark face, and this was what he saw.

"call the ambulance!"

This is Principal Feng's second call.

Yan Yangyang smiled coldly: "Do you want to call the police again?"

Li Rui, who was lying on the ground unable to move, suddenly started to move violently, shouting at the top of his voice, "Don't call the police! Don't call the police!"

Headmaster Feng's eyes were startled, even if he saw something was wrong again, now he understood that Yan Kangyang probably didn't beat someone for no reason.

Principal Feng straightened his face, looked at Yan Yang, then at Li Rui who was lying on the ground, and asked, "What happened!"

Yan Qinyang snorted coldly, looked at Su Nanchuan, and said, "Su Nanchuan, you go out first and close the door."

Su Nanchuan nodded obediently with red eyes, walked out of the studio silently, and closed the door.

As soon as the door was closed, all the noise in the room disappeared in an instant.

In summer, the days are always long.

It was dawn, and the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance emitted a piece of orange light, hitting the ground, the wall behind him, and also hitting Su Nanchuan's white school uniform top.

The campus is quiet, except for the occasional sound of cars honking on the road in the distance.

Su Nanchuan rubbed his red eyes from crying, and gently leaned against the cold tiles on the wall.

His body was trembling slightly, his heart was beating anxiously, and there were huge emotions surging in his heart. Those emotions made him uneasy, confused, sad, and puzzled. In fact, until now, he didn't understand Li What did the teacher do.

What did he do to make Yan Kangyang furious.

He only remembered that Mr. Li found him several pieces of watercolor paper and asked him to try painting on a piece of paper.Later, Mr. Li said that his line drawing was a little weak, and he wanted to teach him how to use a pen.

When Mr. Li approached, the greasy smell on his body made him feel uncomfortable, and his voice also made him uncomfortable. He instinctively moved to one side, but Mr. Li caught him back and asked him to study hard.

Teacher Li held his hand and said it was to teach him the posture of holding a paintbrush. The strange touch made his whole body repel instinctively, but Teacher Li is a teacher and he is a student. Isn't it natural for a teacher to teach students?

He thought it was normal, so although he felt uncomfortable, he didn't refuse.

Later, Teacher Li put his hand on his waist. He felt that this was wrong, but his mind was at a loss, but he couldn't tell why it was wrong.

Until Yan Canyang kicked open the door, stretched out his fist full of hostility and slammed Teacher Li fiercely, after being frightened, Su Nanchuan finally understood vaguely that what Teacher Li did was really wrong.

Su Nanchuan sniffled, and Yan Yangyang's red eyes, cruel look appeared in his mind again.

My brother was angry, very angry.

My brother beat up Teacher Li so much that he couldn't move. Will Teacher Li and Principal Feng make trouble for my brother?

But the fault is also Teacher Li's fault, brother is not wrong, brother got angry because of him, if you want to blame, blame him, blame Teacher Li...

Su Nanchuan was thinking wildly, and after an unknown amount of time, the door of the studio opened with a "squeak", and Yan Hanyang walked out.

Su Nanchuan's wet eyes lit up instantly.

He stepped forward, Ruan Nunuuo called out eagerly: "Brother."

Yan Qingyang turned his head and looked over.

Behind him, the orange afterglow of the setting sun shone on the boy's body. There was no expression on his handsome and youthful face, but the cruelty and gloom in his eyes had disappeared. I don't know if it was hidden by him or what. Cool, no emotions.

His thin lips were tightly pressed together, and he didn't say a word.

Su Nanchuan immediately knew that Yan Yang was still angry.

He couldn't help shrinking back a bit, and shouted again timidly: "Brother."

Yan Qinyang glanced at him expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Go home."

After Yan Qingyang finished speaking, he strode forward, and Su Nanchuan hurriedly followed behind. The two walked outside the school one after the other, got into the car and got out of the car one after the other.

When he reached the long and silent alley leading to his home, Su Nanchuan finally couldn't help crying softly.

"Brother, don't, don't be angry."

Su Nanchuan bravely stepped forward and grabbed Yan Hanyang's clothes.

"Don't, don't ignore me... woo woo woo..."

The child just cried softly at first, but when he grabbed Yan Wenyang's corner of his clothes, he suddenly became so wronged that he cried so hard that he couldn't even speak.

Yan Qingyang only felt a headache and helplessness, Su Nanchuan cried so that his bad mood became even more irritable, he said angrily: "Why are you crying! I beat people, I made you angry, I was angry with me, why are you crying?" !"

Su Nanchuan: "Woooooh..."

Yan Qinyang violently kicked the trash can on one side, and the trash can fell on the ground, making a loud "dong" sound. Su Nanchuan was startled by the sound, and then cried even harder.

Yan Tanyang stepped forward angrily and hooked his neck violently, and said fiercely: "Su Nanchuan, you cry hard now, and when you enter the house, I will take care of you! Don't go with strangers, don't go with strangers. People go, I have repeatedly emphasized to you, you heard the dog's belly!"

Su Nanchuan cried even harder: "But... woo woo... Teacher Li... is not... a stranger..."

The author has something to say:

Brother Yan was about to die of anger, someone dared to touch his little white rabbit! !