After transferring to another school, I was stared at by the student god

A person.

The hooligan's attention was all focused on the light source, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, even pinching the girl's hand unconsciously relaxed a little.

It's just a student-like boy, a little taller, with a ostentatious smile on his face.

surrounded?What can he do alone?

Kids are just heroes.

It seemed that a younger brother came to the girl when she saw it, and she was also desperate. She stood obediently beside the hooligan, motionless, and even the sobbing for help was so weak that there was almost no sound.

The hooligan stared at Qi Xiang, and proudly threatened: "Get away, or I will strangle this woman to death!"

He is also crazy, even though the street police force has been dispatched to arrest him today, but this kind of "I am secretly" stimulation made him excited and continued to come out to commit crimes.

Anyway, he can't be caught, there is no monitoring here.

"Woooo-"

The girl suddenly turned her head to the right, staggering the position of her neck from the gangster.

A pair of hands stretched out from the darkness, grabbed the hooligan's neck with force that could not be reversed, pinched it hard and then hammered it back, the hooligan's head was firmly stuck on the wall, and there was only a buzzing in his mind for a while Voice.

The stone chips from the mud wall fell into his collar, bringing a shuddering sense of danger.

Anti-customer.

With the other hand, he opened the girl's hand one by one, and folded it back. There was a piercing sound of bending and cracking at the elbow. The force was too great. Even if the gangster reacted, he couldn't escape.

"Ahhh-"

At this time, girls are completely free.

"run."

Bai Ji was concise and to the point.

"Sister, come here." Qi Xiang was also waving there, with a completely different style of painting, relaxed and leisurely.

This dead end is much wider than the road outside. In the past, when people put crock pots and sundries, and Qi Xiang used lights to attract the attention of gangsters, Bai Ji was like a black cat, and came to the gangsters quietly by sticking to the wall. around.

With full lighting, he could easily see the two people in the alley.

The hooligan still had one hand that was not restrained, and he was so painful that he could not stop rolling in cold sweat. It would be over if he was caught, so he reluctantly took out a small knife tremblingly from his pocket.

He never took it out, thinking he would never use it.

He roared and was about to stab Bai Ji. Qi Xiang was still putting on the girl's clothes at first, but when he heard the movement inside, his breathing and heartbeat stopped.

"Bai Ji!"

"Oh shit."

Bai Ji was not surprised by the hooligans, but was almost startled by Qi Xiang.

In the nick of time, Bai Ji bent his knees and pushed up hard.The action was decisive and smooth, let go of the hand that was holding the hooligan's neck, swung it down, knocked down the knife, and kicked the knife towards Qi's neck with one kick.

The pain made the rogue's actions that he thought were fast, but in Bai Ji's eyes, it was like a slow motion replay.

He doesn't even have to think about it, he can make a countermeasure.

Now, both arms are broken, and the pain is doubled.

"Ah-"

Bai Ji let go, went up and gave him two slaps, there were loud slaps.

"Do you want to commit a crime like this?" He asked lightly, as if talking from the heart.

Qi Xiang was relieved when he saw that the situation had turned around. He handed the phone to the girl and comforted him gently, "Don't be afraid, my friend is a professional thug."

The girl calmed down quite a bit, and still stuttered, "I, I, I will call the police."

"Wait for a minute." Qi Xiang's smile changed, "We will help you vent your anger."

He gave the girl his phone, and the dead end was dark again, and he could only tell the direction by the hooligan's voice.

"Que'er, I'll help you!"

Qi Xiang grabbed the rogue's hair, and was about to pull it back, when he suddenly found that the touch was wrong, it was very soft and soft.

He immediately let go, and helped people smooth their hair.

"..."

"..."

Bai Ji: "On purpose?"

Qi Xiangzhen was wronged: "I can't see."

Bai Ji shook off the hooligan, kicked him deep into the alley, the muffled sound of flesh and bones colliding, and the hooligan knocked over the empty trash can inside like a torn rag.

"I…"

Before Qi Xiang could say a word, Bai Ji's fist went straight to his side face.

Bai Ji wanted to beat Qi Xiang a long time ago.

Especially today!

Bai Ji: "I can't see it either. I'm sorry if I hit you."

He spoke politely, but mercilessly.

Qi Xiang hastily faced the fight, tilting his head to avoid the punch that brought out the sound of the wind, the rough stone got stuck in Bai Ji's fist, and scraped Qi Xiang's cheek, causing burning pain.

This punch is for real.

Qi Xiang tried his best to dodge and restrain him. "Are you serious?"

"careless."

"Then I won't be careful either!"

"what ever."

For a moment, the alley was filled with the sound of fists and feet colliding with flesh and blood, and the girls outside were stunned, venting...whom?

Seeing that the two of them were fighting, the rogue wanted to run away in the dark, but before he could take two steps, he picked up his back collar with one hand, breathed heavily, and slapped him on the head like he was patting a dog.

He smiled and asked, "Let you go?"

"Brother... I was wrong."

The hooligan's legs trembled, and he was so trembling that he couldn't speak. Bai Ji walked past him and kicked him back to the trash can.

Bai Ji: "Is it for you to speak? Stay."

The two fought fiercely and were still distracted to pay attention to the movements of the rogue. The rogue escaped several times and was caught back, experiencing a double fight.

He wanted to cry, but he was afraid that a whimper would trigger the fists and feet of two thugs.

…I have never been so eager to be caught by the police.

Qi Xiang's fights are methodical, and he has obviously been professionally trained. He has excellent control over the strength of his fists and feet, and he can deal with Bai Ji with ease. He is afraid that he will really hit hard and hurt people.

There is only one purpose for each of his movements, whether he uses his hands or his body, to imprison Bai Ji.

Bai Ji was different, his moves were chaotic, but they were vicious, unbearably ferocious, like hunting, with deadly hands, every inch and every joint of his body was used to the limit.

He was like a fish swimming, Qi Xiang clamped his hands from behind and imprisoned him in his arms, Bai Ji pinched his waist, pulled his arms into an arc, trying to escape.

Qi Xiang forced Qi Xiang to let go for fear of hurting him.

In the end, Qi Xiang became bloody and hit harder.

He wrapped one arm around Bai Ji's waist, and he lifted it up and stuck it against the wall, with his knees slightly bent, fixing his legs.

His breathing was hot and heavy, and he sprayed it on Bai Ji's collarbone, "It's alright, I can't move anymore, right?"

"Ah."

Bai Ji seemed dissatisfied, Qi Xiang could imagine his eyes and the curvature of his thin lips in the dark.

"Can you be good... hiss!"

Bai Ji wounded the enemy one thousand and self-damaged eight hundred. He hammered Qi Xiang with the head, and with a bang, Qi Xiang almost stared at him.

Qi Xiang yelled angrily: "Stop beating! This is the brain of Tsinghua University!"

In the Public Security Bureau.

The hooligans cooperated very well, seeing the police seemed to be seeing a Bodhisattva.

Pointing to the injuries of the two people, the policeman asked, "What did you two do?"

The two of them pointed at the weeping hooligan who was squatting on the ground, and said in unison: "He beat him."

rogue:"??"

"no no--"

The young lady of the victim choked on her saliva, and stopped the gangster from continuing to speak: "Yes, he has a knife...it is difficult to subdue."

rogue:"?!"

The transcript was finished quickly, and the two rejected the suggestion to go to the hospital. One was named Lei Feng and the other was named Passerby A, and they left the police station with their heads held high.

It was nearly nine o'clock in the south of the city, and the lights in the south of the city were almost turned off. Only a few taverns or 24-hour shops were open. The moonlight was brighter and brighter than the lights, and the sound of the wind was louder than the misty music.

Bai Ji and Qi Xiang stood in front of each other, and there was only a fist distance between them. When Qi Xiang rubbed his waist, his elbow accidentally touched Bai Ji's lower back.

"Hiss—" Bai Ji glared at him.

"Little brat, what did you eat to grow up so strong?" Qi Xiang muttered.

"You hit me too." Bai Ji carried the pain on his body and pretended nothing happened.

Both were hung with stippling.

Qi Xiang's waist and forehead were bruised, and Bai Ji's side face and back of his hands were scratched.

"Am I taking you back?"

Qi Xiang took out his newly charged mobile phone, quite happy.

"No, I'm going to Chafei."

After the fight, Bai Ji came out to enjoy the evening breeze, and the fresh heat dissipated a bit, and he returned to his previous indifference, refusing without hesitation.

"Have you vented your anger today?"

Qi Xiang followed him for a walk in the night.

"Huh?" Bai Ji said, "I'm not angry."

Even if there was a fight, it really dissipated completely.

Qi Xiang leaned over to brighten the wound.

"No gas? My forehead is going to be flattened. I don't know if I can get up tomorrow. After all, it hurts so much. Don't be late next time. You hit the back of my head again."

"It's up to you, it doesn't matter if you don't come." Bai Ji said casually, but the words slipped out of his mouth, and his heart skipped a beat, "Why don't you come?"

Qi Xiang was stunned, with a smile on his lips, he didn't understand what it meant, he got into a fight, and got angry, shouldn't the following process of the two be calling each other brothers and remembering the past together?

Bai Ji...why did you want him to part ways without even saying a word?

"Huh? Why don't you come?"

Yes, obviously this is the best solution.

If Qi Xiang doesn't come, he just doesn't file a complaint.

The matter of tutoring was originally rootless duckweed, and was dragged in the river for a while by two people fighting with each other.

As long as one of them gives up and admits defeat, the matter will be settled easily.

Today's fight was something he picked, if Qi Xiang didn't make a real move, even if he owed a favor, why not take this opportunity to end the tutoring matter.

Bai Ji made up his mind.

"We don't want to take tutoring. In fact, there is no need to be tied together. From south to north, it costs a lot of money to take a taxi."

"If you want me to speak, I'll go to my mother and say that I don't want to learn anymore and give you freedom."

"Or we don't talk about it, and you don't use it. Whether it's drinking or finding friends, you don't have to come to my place every day to check in. I won't betray you."

"..."

Qi Xiang was silent.

He watched the evening wind blow over Bai Ji's face, blowing his drooping hair.

The person in front of him was faintly ice cubes, he thought it was frozen from soda, thinking that it would be melted today, but in the end, it turned out to be colorless and tasteless water.

The water vapor that dissipates as soon as it is blown, the kind that has no conscience and leaves no trace.

Qi Xiang blinked, "I was fired?"

Bai Ji shook his head, "No, you fired me."

Qi Xiang's chest was empty, maybe Bai Ji punched him in the dark, and the sour aftertaste came to his heart.

He thought, he was still fired, and a beating would be in vain.

"Oh." Qi Xiang said, "I'm also quite busy."