After breaking through the secret of the disabled academic master

Hearing the word "itchy", Bo Xun was stunned, subconsciously flinching.

"..."

He has never told anyone about the symptoms that are physically different from ordinary people, and he dare not reveal them in front of others.

Seeing him huddled in the corner, Yu Jin's whole body was tense, and he suppressed his smile, "I just want to verify the observation results, and I won't do anything."

He admitted with some embarrassment, "A little bit."

After speaking, he saw Yu Jin put down his hand and didn't bother him anymore.

Bo Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

On the side of the waist, the remaining warmth of breathing and touch lingers for a long time.

This feeling is very subtle, and it is different from the feeling of fighting between friends in the past.

After returning to work, Lin Lanlan had already left his seat.

There was still a while before the end of the evening self-study get out of class. He saw that Song Song was in a daze and didn't do his homework, so he went over directly, "Song Song."

Song Song raised his head: "What are you doing?"

Bo Xun begged, "Pinch my waist."

"?" Hearing this strange request, Song Song's calm face frowned slightly.

"Although I know the sports school you attended in junior high school, and know that there are not many girls in the sports school, but you..."

"Get out, what are you thinking? I've said it hundreds of times, and I can't bend even if all the men in the world bend over. Hurry up." Bo Xun sensed what Fa Xiao wanted to say, and hurriedly urged, "I won't pinch you." It's my son."

Hearing the last sentence, Song Song didn't refuse anymore, stretched out his hand and twisted Bo Xun's waist hard.

"Oh..." In an instant, his facial features were twisted into a ball.

Instantly stretched again.

He murmured, "It's not right either."

Song Song saw him strangely, "What's wrong?"

"It doesn't feel right." Bo Xun said to himself.

The feeling of others touching him is completely different from the feeling of scratching his heart and lungs when Yu Jin was about to touch him just now.

"You...forget it." Song Song hesitated to speak, his expression was the same as that of an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone, he pouted and shook his head, deliberately opened the table a gap, and without being in a daze, picked up the pen and continued to do the paper .

The first year of high school courses are not too tight, so there is no need to make up classes on Saturdays for the time being.

There was no evening self-study on Friday afternoon, and the atmosphere in the classroom became a little impetuous by the second class.

In the last class meeting, Teacher Qin went to the group for a meeting. Even if the school committee sat on the podium, it had little effect on the noisy crowd below.

The sliding door of the back door swung open, and Xie Zhe's head slipped in through the crack, "Bo Xun!"

Song Song, who was watching the class on the podium, noticed the movement, and gave Xie Zhe a hard look. Seeing that he was looking for Bo Xun, he didn't reprimand him in the end. .

"What's wrong?" Bo Xun put down the unwritten paper and moved to the back door.

The two crouched in the corner, and started plotting in low voices through the gap covered by Yu Jin's wheelchair.

Xie Zhe: "The grandchildren from the former sports school are Jiang Qiang and the others. They seem to have been released recently. I saw someone in the alley of the East Gate just now. I don't know if they came to squat you."

Hearing Xie Zhe's words, the sunshine and vigor on his face disappeared in an instant, like a vicious dog baring its fangs, it narrowed its eyes in disgust and clenched its fists, "Tsk."

"Let me remind you first. Students in our third middle school will be expelled for fighting, even if they are caught fighting with social youths outside the school."

Bo Xun: "..."

He let go of his clenched fist, "Of course I know, I'm not impulsive, don't worry about me. Don't tell Brother Jiang, I can solve it myself."

"Brother Jiang is waiting for you in the corridor," Xie Zhe said as he turned his head and glanced at the corridor outside the back door. "Brothers have something to do together, how could we go first and let you face it alone."

"Hit and can't fight, what are you facing? It's not as fast as me running alone."

"I mean we have to fight. I just want you not to be impulsive. Let's make a plan first before fighting. Otherwise, if we hide this time, they will definitely come again next time. We should solve it early and get rid of it. It just so happens that Brother Jiang and I are here today. Next time In case we're not there..."

Bo Xun sighed unhappily and did not refute.

After thinking for a moment, Bo Xun gritted his teeth, "Hit. Find a blind spot without surveillance and wear a mask to subdue them once. The school refused to admit it. They really thought I was afraid of trouble by hiding from them. It's really better to solve it once and for all. Eliminate future troubles." After speaking harshly, Bo Xun took off his school uniform jacket and stuffed it into his desk pocket, "I'll pack a schoolbag, you and Brother Jiang will wait for me outside for a while."

When squatting on the ground to pack his schoolbag, Bo Xun felt his shoulder being tapped.

He was still angry, turned his head, looked up at Yu Jin's face, gritted his teeth and said, "What's the matter?"

Yu Jin looked at him with raised eyebrows, and finally withdrew his hand without saying anything, "No, it's nothing."

Bo Xun turned his head and continued to pack his schoolbag.

The bell for the end of get out of class didn't ring, and Bo Xun, Xie Zhe and Jiang Han turned out the school gate ahead of schedule.

At sunset, the east gate was quiet, except for the occasional noise from passers-by and vehicles, and the chirping of sparrows on the wires, there was no other sound.

"Xie Zhe, why did you lie about the military situation?"

Seeing no one, Bo Xun turned to look at Xie Zhe suspiciously.

Jiang Han: "Xie Zhe, why did your grandson lie about the military situation? I had other things to do at night, but I heard that someone was making trouble for Bo Xun, so the bureau was pushed back."

Xie Zhe scratched his head, "It shouldn't be. I saw it in the classroom just now. I used to meet every day in the sports school. It's impossible to admit my mistake just by looking at the figure."

Bo Xun turned to Jiang Han, "If you have something to do at night, you should go first, maybe Xie Zhe is wrong."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xie Zhe again, "You should go back too."

"Okay, I'm leaving. Take a taxi and go back, in case they are waiting for you to place an order..." Jiang Han finished speaking, and tugged his schoolbag on his right shoulder, "You too, don't be a fool, next time Check it out and report."

Xie Zhe: "Oh."

To be on the safe side, Bo Xun deliberately took a car to go around the distance, and after confirming that no one was following him, he got off the car and prepared to take the subway back.

The school in the rental house where he lives is actually not far away, and it takes less than half an hour to walk to and from school every day.

The days at the end of spring are not too long, and when it is almost seven o'clock, the sky is already completely dark.

Bo Xun had eaten at the noodle shop downstairs and was walking on the path home when suddenly, hurried footsteps came from behind.

Intuition told him it was wrong.

In the old residential area at night, there are only dim yellow street lights.

There are no pedestrians, and the surveillance is in disrepair.

The black shadow ran towards him, and raised his hand to punch him.

Bo Xun reacted quickly, blocked with his backhand, and protected his head in time.

The visitor was a delinquent boy with dyed yellow hair, with a ferocious face, wearing a coat with rivets and exaggerated shoes, he attacked Bo Xun with his teeth and claws.

He threw down his schoolbag and grabbed the collar of the person in front of him directly. The muscles on his forearms were showing veins from exertion, "Squatting me in front of my house, playing dirty, right? Why did the juvenile prison release you? "

"I cnm! You seduced her to run away, and you fought her. Why wasn't you the one who went in?" After Huang Mao finished speaking, he threw another uppercut. After hitting nothing, he turned over and broke free.

Bo Xun dodged backwards first, and hit Huang Mao on the right side of his face with a sudden attack.

When you hit someone, you have to slap them in the face. If you don't hit the other person in the face, you don't know it hurts.

Huang Mao was beaten to the side.

After standing up straight, Bo Xun gave him two more punches.

Seeing Huang Mao laying motionless on the ground, Bo Xun raised his foot and stepped on his shoulder, crushing it hard a few times, the crushed shoulder blades creaked, and said in a harsh tone, "Say clearly, what did I seduce? What did you do? Did someone do it? What happened to punching you twice? I’m kind if I didn’t give you your legs back then!”

After asking, he suddenly noticed other people's voices in the wind.

Suddenly, there were several dark shadows under the street lamp.

It was only then that Bo Xun realized that the other party was not alone.

He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, one-on-one or two-on-three is not a problem.

There are at least five figures.

He retracted his feet, put himself in a good posture and turned to look behind him.

Among the six delinquent teenagers walking towards him, they were holding sticks in their hands, walking frivolously towards him.

"With this guy surnamed Jiang?" Bo Xun snapped his fingers, intentionally making his knuckles make noise, "Why? Do you also think the ground is cool?"

With harsh words in his mouth, he was already thinking about how to get out.

With his bare hands, he must not be able to do five or six guys.

The other party did not answer.

Suddenly, a sprint hit him.

Bo Xun hurriedly blocked, and then, like a mad dog running free, his fists swept across the obstacles in front of him.In the first round, his cheeks were bleeding from the wooden thorns on the stick.

pain……

The heart-wrenching pain distracted him briefly.

Bo Xun was not idle, during the scuffle, he grabbed a young boy, and he grabbed it neatly, using it as a shield.

how to get out...

It's okay to run home by force, but he doesn't want these people to know which building and which household he lives in, it will be more troublesome.

Suddenly, the bone-piercing cold water hurt my shoulder.

It's a high pressure water gun!

The source of the water gun was unknown, but it was obviously not directed at him. Several teenagers had already been thrown to the ground by the water, and the weapons in their hands were thrown far away, unable to get up. Every time they tried to get up, they would be pressed down again by the water jet.

Bo Xun hurriedly let go of other people's hands, grabbed his schoolbag, and ran out of the alley in the chaos.

Outside the alley, the sound of police sirens was deafening.

Bo Xun hurriedly lowered his head, obediently carrying his backpack, pretending to be a student, so as not to let passers-by see the scars on his face.

It was very cold in the spring night, he deliberately took off his school uniform jacket when he left the school gate, and now he was drenched in cold water again.

"Ah-choo—" He sneezed uncontrollably when the night wind blew.

After it was safe, Bo Xun began to react belatedly.

Just now, where did the high-pressure water gun come from?

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure it out.

Standing on the street for a while, seeing a pharmacy across the road, Bo Xun decided to go in and do some shopping.

The wound needs to be taken care of and buy some cold medicine.

After safety, the pain became more and more obvious.

Fighting with cold water and adrenaline as paralysis doesn't feel like much.

Bo Xun gritted his teeth, and straightened his loose school trousers while no one was around.

The warm air in the drugstore was fully blown, and as soon as he entered the door, Bo Xun immediately felt alive.

Just about to ask the pharmacist, suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in the field of vision.

——A black wheelchair, a straight back, a blue and white school uniform and slightly long hair.

Next to the boy stood a 1.9-meter-long man in a shirt and trousers, holding the medicines on the medicine cabinet for him.

"Yu Jin?" Bo Xun suspected that he had misread, "Why are you here?"

The boy in the wheelchair turned around slowly and was a little surprised when he saw Bo Xun.

"I just finished my rehabilitation training, and it seems that only this store has the medicines I need, so I came here to buy medicines..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes stayed on the bloodstains on his face for a moment, as if he was a little scared, he shrank back into the wheelchair.

Bo Xun realized that his appearance was a little frightening, so he quickly wiped the blood on his face with his hand, and smiled a little innocently, feeling a little guilty, "Sorry, I just fell into the river on my face, and my face was scratched a few times by stones, Did it scare you just now?"

Yu Jin's voice was timid, and he nodded, "Yes, a little bit. It seemed that someone was fighting on the other side just now. I was afraid it was you..."