Chapter 42 Gao Song Revenge

"Xiaochun, are you okay? The worst rich second generation in our school has arrived, and there are more than a dozen people, all of whom are holding sticks in their hands. They are coming in full force. Do you want to call the police?"

Liao Tai was anxious and sweating on his forehead. Although he had already started to practice the truth, he had not really become a cultivator. Therefore, facing those rich second-generation bad students holding sticks, he was also afraid of sweating on his forehead.

Wuchun had just taken Liang Xin to run two cycles in her Ren and Du meridians, so she left and let Liang Xin absorb the spiritual energy by herself. After that, there were many trees, flowers and plants in the playground, so she still had some spiritual energy for Liang Xin to familiarize herself with the process of absorbing and refining spiritual energy.

"We will meet them and don't let them come here to disturb Xinxin's practice."

Wuchun could see Gao Song's face that deserved to be beaten from afar. Last time, Wuchun had already said not to cause trouble for him, but in just two days he brought more followers to cause trouble.

"Wuchun, you have a helper today, but this time I don't care how many helpers you have, I will not let you go. I, Gao Song, must destroy your hand."

Gao Song looked at the baseball bat in his hand and pointed one hand at Wu Chun's right hand, because last week, Wu Chun pressed Gao Song's head into the urinal with his right hand.

Looking at Gao Song's arrogant look, it seemed that he would take care of Wuchun after calling a few more people this time, but Wuchun didn't look at them.

"Young Master, you brought all the baseball teams in your senior year. If you practice, have you forgotten to bring the ball? This way you can't practice."

After Wuchun became a cultivator, he roughly learned about the more famous rich second generation in aristocratic colleges and universities, and Gao Song was naturally among them, so he also got some understanding of him.

Gao Song, the rich second generation of Gao Song, is not the richest, but the worst and cruelest rich second generation student. He has his own baseball club and plays well in baseball. Some time ago, he also represented a noble university in the city's high school baseball competition and won the city's baseball championship.

So a rich second generation is still a very famous one in the school. Because it is very violent, even the four rich young men will not offend him. The main reason is that they will bite him and will not let him go if they offend him. They are all rich children and cannot do anything to him. Therefore, many rich second generations do not have the same knowledge as him.

Last week, Wuchun not only beat Gao Song, but also asked Gao Song to try the smell of the urinal. How could he forget it? So on Monday, he brought everyone from his baseball club to find Wuchun to take revenge.

"We don't use the ball. You are the ball we practice today. I won't stop if I don't practice hundreds of sticks for a few days. Let you know the outcome of offending me, Gao Song. I will be the one who will be the one who will be wrong."

Gao Song sneered at Wuchun's humor, and immediately asked his baseball club members to rush towards Wuchun. This is really going to play Wuchun as a baseball.

These baseball bats are all hard guys. It is not a joke to hit one stick on the body. If one is not good, it will cause death.

Wu Chun was actually very angry when he looked at these people. He could be lawless if he had a few stinky money at home. If he hadn't been afraid of something, Wu Chun would really want to destroy one of their arms.

"Atai, you hide aside, I'll come alone."

Wuchun didn't dare to let Liao Tai go with him. Even though Liao Tai is much more powerful than ordinary people, he has no experience in fighting and has not formally practiced the fighting method, so letting him go and get a stick together.

Instead of hiding, Wuchun met him. In order not to be so exaggerated, he was just a little faster than an ordinary person, making people feel that he had practiced martial arts. In this way, he would not be shocking if he took action to knock down more than a dozen baseball players.

One of them dodged a baseball player's stick, and then punched him in the stomach, causing him to grin and fell to the ground with a pain.

Then he turned around and punched another baseball player who was hitting him. The baseball player stared at him in depression, threw down the baseball bat, covered his stomach, and knelt on the ground, unable to make a sound. Only his painful expression could be seen from his face.

I felt that someone was watching their situation in the office building, so Wuchun didn't dare to exaggerate it, so I just dodged the baseball bats swung by the baseball players, but occasionally punched someone in the stomach, and was also taking care of these seniors in the senior year of high school. If the slap in the face, the harm would be too great, and it would be his own trouble if it was not easy to get a problem.

"Director, don't care about this. Principal, please pay attention to Wuchun. Now that he is attacked by Gao Song's baseball club members, may someone die?"

Like Yang Luo, he watched Wuchun besieged by members of Gaosong Baseball Club and other members on the playground. Zhou Min was a little worried. Although he seemed to have practiced Wuchun, he might be in danger of life when facing a siege of more than a dozen people holding baseball bats.

Since the old principal found the teachers at the school to ask everyone to pay attention to Wuchun's performance, directors Yang Luo and Zhou Min have been observing Wuchun's usual situation in the school.

Everyone understands the meaning very well. It is Wuchun's learning ability that attracted the attention of the old principal. If the aristocratic university can cultivate an all-round top scorer in the college entrance examination, the aristocratic university will naturally make the country pay more attention and support more in the future.

"What are you worried about? Isn't Wuchun okay? You haven't seen the people from Gaosong Baseball Club fall down one by one. You should be worried about those students who were beaten by Wuchun and couldn't get up on the ground, right?"

As a side of the rich family, Yang Luo naturally wished that Wuchun was hit by Gao Song and his gang, and it would be better to be beaten back to the poor student who only knows how to sleep in class.

If the students of Wuchun, an ordinary family, really rise up and get trained by the old principal, then more ordinary students will be trained like Wuchun. By then, the aristocratic school will no longer be aristocratic school. How could his director receive red envelopes from those rich children at that time?

Zhou Min knew very well what Yang Luo was thinking, so he could only pray in his heart that Wuchun would not have any trouble. If Wuchun really made the old principal pay attention to the training, ordinary students would have more preferential policies in the future.

"I didn't expect that Wuchun is still a trainee. She used to be a poor student who likes to sleep in class, but now she suddenly becomes a top student and has martial arts. This is really unreasonable. What happened to him?"

Seeing that Wuchun had beaten more than a dozen baseball players down more than half, Yang Luo became interested in what happened to Wuchun.

Zhou Min, who was beside him, looked at Yang Luo and Wu Chun's malicious eyes. He was worried. He knew that Yang Luo was not a good person, and was afraid that Yang Luo would be thinking of something bad.
Chapter completed!