Can't stop the medicine

To Ren Xiaoyao, the boy's obscene words seemed boring and noisy as the background sound, which did not affect his mood at all.

Ren Xiaoyao, who turned his back on the boy, pulled Qingyue, who was angry and trying to refute, to him, pinched Qingyue's red cheeks, and said with a serious expression, "How did he touch you?"

He was so angry that he seemed to have drunk three catties of Laobaigan straight up. Qingyue didn't answer Ren Xiaoyao, but still turned his face to the boy, still trying to have a good argument with him.

Even though Qingyue's temperament has always been calm and calm, when encountering this kind of thing, he is like a hedgehog whose hair has exploded, wishing to rush up and fight directly with the other party.

However, as the heir to the throne, what kind of education did Qing Yue receive from childhood?

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, martial art and military art, benevolence, righteousness and propriety, morality and the world...

Qingyue, who insists on convincing others with reason, resists the urge to do something, tries to explain what happened to the people around her, and hopes that the boy will admit his despicable behavior.

In fact, Qingyue saw that the other party was only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, and wanted to give him a chance to admit his mistakes.

It's a pity that Qingyue's normal volume of explanations were all drowned out by the other party's roars, and she was spitting all over her body by the boy's totally unreasonable shrew.

In this situation where the strength of the enemy and the enemy are completely unequal, Qing Yue, who was already so angry that he was about to fly into the air, just stared at the other party angrily, and his throat hurt terribly from overuse.

Seeing this, Ren Xiaoyao simply held Qingyue's face with both hands and forced him to look at him.

The index finger gently massaged Qingyue's temple to help him calm down. Ren Xiaoyao's tone was extra gentle: "Qingqing, look at me."

Helpless, wronged and angry but helpless, Qingyue finally turned her attention to Ren Xiaoyao, and looked at Ren Xiaoyao with eyes flushed with anger.

"Yes, take a deep breath, it's okay...Look at me, Qingqing, ignore him."

Taking two deep breaths, Qingyue responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Massaging Qingyue's tense masseter muscles through Qingyue's hot cheeks because of the rising blood, Ren Xiaoyao asked patiently again: "How did he touch yours?"

Speaking of this, Qingyue's anger that had just calmed down suddenly rose like oil, and her originally clear voice was burned and trembling: "From the beginning...he hit me..."

"Hit me once and for all... Huh... Later... Huh..." At this point, Qingyue took a few deep breaths to calm down, and then continued word by word: "Later, the whole hand, just use the ,that's all……"

The palm gestured embarrassingly twice in the air, and Qingyue continued in a low voice: "Pinch me, several times. I don't remember, I am very angry, I don't remember how many times he pinched."

After living for more than forty years in two lifetimes, this is the first time that Qingyue has been tricked by someone.For some Qingyue whose ideology and moral outlook still remain in ancient times, this incident is 1000 million times more humiliating than his defeat in the past.

Especially after the boy touched Qingyue, he beat him up and said that Qingyue framed him.

Qingyue didn't directly take action to make the other party unable to take care of himself, he can only say that the other party took advantage of his young age.

"It's the hand you grabbed him, right?" Ren Xiaoyao, with a peaceful face, continued to ask in a gentle tone.

Sniffing, Qingyue nodded: "It was the last time."

"All right."

Pressing directly on the back of Qingyue's head and hugging him vigorously, Ren Xiaoyao said with a smile, "Sit back and don't get blood splashed all over."

After finishing speaking, Ren Xiaoyao turned around and turned his back to Qingyue, while the originally gentle smile on his face disappeared like a feather fading with the wind.

The boy, who felt that he was right, was still yelling and spitting, his voice was so loud and his posture was so rampant, which attracted half of the people in the canteen to look at him frequently.

The more Qingyue stopped talking, the boy scolded more vigorously, his face was full of self-satisfaction, and he almost flew ninety thousand miles with the wind.

Moving his wrist, Ren Xiaoyao, who took half a step forward, waved his hand.

With a crisp sound of 'snap', the powerful big ear scraper landed on the face of the roaring boy, sending the boy flying seven or eight meters away, and fell heavily onto the metal dining table.

The boy slid down from the dining table like noodles, covering half of his swollen face, opening his mouth, saliva and blood mixed with several teeth sprayed out together.

Lowering his head to spit out the broken teeth and blood in his mouth, the boy looked up at the smiling face of his predecessor, Xiaoyao.

Looking in horror at Ren Xiaoyao who was methodically approaching him, the boy struggled several times to get up.It's a pity that the legs that were so weak from fright did not have the strength to support the body, and the vegetable soup that was knocked over by the boy made the floor greasy and greasy, so he could only keep standing in place like a little chicken that just learned to walk. Toss in despair.

"What are you doing..." The toothless boy spat out bloody foam with every word he spoke.

He leaned against the table legs behind him in horror, as if he could integrate with the metal dining table with enough effort: "You still dare to beat people! You framed me, and you still beat people!"

Seeing Ren Xiaoyao kept walking, the boy with snot and tears all over his face trembled like he was sifting chaff, and sobbed vaguely: "I tell you, my dad! My dad is a college tutor! My aunt is a college professor! You... You... come here again!"

"If you touch me again, I will ask my dad to fire you! Do you hear me?!"

At this time, a sophomore girl who was a year older than Ren Xiaoyao and the others stood up, stood in front of Ren Xiaoyao, and said seriously: "Student...don't hit..."

Seeing that Ren Xiaoyao really stopped to listen to her, the girl relaxed slightly: "He's still a child, don't worry about the child!"

"If you are really angry, you can call the police, and you shouldn't beat him like this..."

Speaking of this, the girl paused, and deliberately lowered her voice: "He is indeed the son of Instructor Yu... His aunt is really a professor of the college, you better not..."

"Wait a minute!" Ren Xiaoyao raised his head, looking like he was looking at the sky and remembering: "I didn't hear clearly just now, please say it again——"

"Which old animal/animal is this little animal/animal's son? Which green tea/bitch's nephew is it?"

The girl subconsciously wanted to answer: "Yes..."

Blinking her eyes twice quickly, the girl immediately reacted to Ren Xiaoyao's interrogative sentence - the question is big!

'Ma/bi, how do you want me to answer your question?If I answered, doesn't it mean that I also scolded Tutor Yu and Professor Yu to you? The girl slandered secretly, but still put on a gentle look, trying to persuade Ren Xiaoyao.

"Student, really, forget it."

The girl paused, and then said: "If you really have evidence, you can call the police or report to the school. It's not a good idea to do it in private."

There is a reason why the girl persuaded Ren Xiaoyao like this.

First of all, girls really think that a child can be malicious?Even if I touched you a few times, it was just out of curiosity.It's all said to be forgiving and forgiving, not to mention that the other party is so young, why would he beat him to death like this?

The second point is that if she can help this boy, Tutor Yu and Professor Yu will definitely think of her well.At that time, if something slipped through the fingers of these two big bosses, it would be enough for her to advance several levels.

The third point is that the girl thinks that she is also doing Ren Xiaoyao's good.The other party was backed by tutors and professors. If Ren Xiaoyao really offended him to death, he would be put on little shoes, and he might not be able to stay in Somo University.

……

Counting like one, two, three, the girl thinks that this head must be done by herself.

A girl came out first, and other onlookers who didn't know why or didn't know anything about it also spoke up:

"What's your ability to bully a child like this?"

"How big a mistake can a child make? Why did you let him beat him like this?! If your younger brother and sister were beaten like this, would you be willing?"

"Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, even a person who is old or young has this face when he bullies a child."

"I still touch you, there is a reason for touching you, right? Why do so many people touch you instead of touching you?"

"That's right! Besides, maybe it's true or not! Otherwise, the kid can be so righteous? Why don't I believe that he has done something bad and is so righteous!"

……

With a smile on his face, Ren Xiaoyao hugged his shoulders, looked down at the persuasive girl in front of him, and said slowly: "Just now, when this little rascal pointed at us and scolded us, why didn't you righteous people speak up?"

"Qingqing deserves it for being groped, and you deserve it if you are stabbed to death by a wanted criminal while walking one day? You shouldn't go out! If you don't go out, won't you be stabbed?"

"Don't play victim blaming theory with me, I am six times better than you!"

Ren Xiaoyao glanced around, with a deep tone: "Let me put my words here today, I'm going to cripple this little rascal who touched Qingqing's hand! Who is blocking me—I'll cripple someone."

"If you don't believe me, let's try!"

It's not that there are people who speak for the boy at a higher level than Ren Xiaoyao, but those who are willing to work hard for the boy and Ren Xiaoyao—no.

After the surrounding discussions were suppressed by Ren Xiaoyao's arrogant speech, Ren Xiaoyao looked at the girl whose legs were trembling in front of him.

"Get out or not?"

As soon as the girl opened her mouth, she was kicked away by Ren Xiaoyao before she could say anything.

Logically speaking, he is a sophomore at Somo University, so he shouldn't be so weak.

But by coincidence, this girl is a practitioner of the direction of spiritual power, and she is restrained to death by Ren Xiaoyao's mental illness.In addition, the direction of girls' cultivation is partial to the auxiliary system, so they can only be killed by Ren Xiaoyao honestly.

"Shame on you..." Ren Xiaoyao with a gloomy face stepped in front of the boy in two steps, stepping on the boy's right hand leaning on the ground.

Amidst the boy's pig-killing yells - he was crushed twice.

Waiting for Ren Xiaoyao to lift his feet, a layer of evenly rolled meatloaf was spread on the ground.

Ren Xiaoyao, who had vented his emotions, yawned lazily, and said slowly: "Small punishment, big punishment, next time... I will consider whether to chemically castrate/castrate you or physically castrate/castrate you... ..."

Ren Xiaoyao's chemical castration: burn it with concentrated sulfuric acid.

Ren Xiaoyao's physical castration/castration: polished with coarse sandpaper. [note 1]

All in all, the core idea is to confiscate the crime tools.

The author has something to say: Note 1: Weibo jokes.