Bang, bang, bang, whenever Tang Meiling wanted to speak or resist, the merciless slaps would fall on her face from left to right, crisp, loud, and very hot, until she burst into tears in pain, and her neck was in vain. He was pinched by someone and his whole body was lifted up.
"Song... Ye..." The hands on her neck were as indestructible as a copper wall. No matter how much Tang Meiling resisted, she couldn't break free. Until her feet left the ground and her nose couldn't breathe fresh air, she felt suffocated one after another. She began to twitch in panic. Looking at the cold and indifferent face in front of her, Tang Meiling only had fear and panic in her eyes.
"Tang Meiling, this is the first time I call your name, and it will also be the last time." Song Ye raised his arms, and his hands that had been modified by supernatural powers were extremely powerful. As long as he exerted a little more force, the fat man in front of him would leave this world forever.
Tang Meiling knew that Song Ye really wanted to kill her. The cold aura emanating from those eyes was like a weapon, piercing her heart fiercely, as if her heart would stop beating in the next second. This was the first time This time, Tang Meiling felt threatened by death.
Such a feeling made her fearful, but she was powerless. She could only twitch her limbs in vain, her eyes bulging outward, staring at Song Ye in front of her, unable to even plead.
She regretted it, really regretted it. If she was given another chance, she would not target Song Ye stupidly again.
Suddenly, her body trembled, and a pool of liquid flowed down from her body, and the air was suddenly filled with a filthy smell.
Song Ye let go of his hand and let Tang Meiling fall to the ground. He turned around and wiped his hands clean with a tissue, looking elegant and cruel.
"Meiling, Meiling, are you okay? My poor child." Chen Jiao got up from the ground. Seeing that her daughter's face turned black, she immediately started crying, "This is going to kill people, is there anything else?" Come on, this kind of student is simply a devil."
"Haha..." Hearing this, Song Ye sneered, threw away the tissue in his hand, turned around and walked towards the three people of the Tang family.
Tang Wei was so frightened that he backed away, covering his arms and shouting, "Don't come over here. It's against the law to hurt others. I can sue you at any time."
Song Ye turned a deaf ear and walked directly to him and squatted down, took out the ten thousand yuan and weighed it in his hand. He said in a cold voice: "Injury is a crime, but self-defense is not."
"Self-defense?" It's rare to hear such a word, and Tang Wei didn't react for a while.
Song Ye stood up directly and threw 10,000 yuan on the table. "You attempted to rob me of my money. The principal was present to testify that I hit you in self-defense." Therefore, not only was she not wrong, she was also the biggest victim. .
"Fart, do you think what you said means what you said?" Tang Wei was furious, turned to look at the old principal, and said urgently: "Principal, what happened just now, you are responsible for justice."
The old principal had long since regained his composure from this series of changes. Hearing this, he cleared his throat and said calmly: "Ahem, I just saw that Mr. Tang wanted to get money without Classmate Song's consent."
Taking it without the owner's consent is not robbery.
"What?" Tang Wei never expected that the old principal would tell lies with his eyes open like this. He eagerly caught a glimpse of his old mother sitting on the sofa. He was convinced and hurriedly spoke again, "Mom, tell me. Whose fault is it?”
The old man felt uncomfortable seeing his children and grandchildren lying there together, but when he thought of what they had done, his pity was instantly crushed into powder. She looked away, her old voice full of fatigue, "You guys It's better to go home, if you want to use me to extort money, that's impossible."
"You..." an old man. Chen Jiao was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but she didn't dare to curse out loud, for fear of being beaten by Song Ye again.
In the end, the money was not obtained, and all three of the Tang family were injured, and they had to hold back their anger and exit in embarrassment, which was quite relieved.
The old principal was also really disgusted. The face of such a big family blatantly asking for money really made him unfavorable.
Seeing Song Ye going back to the classroom, the old principal hurriedly left him behind and said, "Student Song, wait a minute. I have something to talk to you about."
The so-called showing courtesy for nothing is either a traitor or a thief. The old principal must be asking for something when he is helping Song Ye today.
After sending the old man away, Song Ye could sit on the sofa and drink tea in his spare time. The old man's head on the table caught the principal's eyes, making him smile broadly, "Ahem, it seems that Mr. Song is at Mr. Zhao's house." You are living well, and Mrs. Zhao should treat you as her own."
Song Ye paused with his fingertips, without moving his eyebrows. He just replied lightly, "It's okay." Zhao Zhen was his subordinate. Even at his age, he was not old enough to be a father. The two couples treated her more with love than with love. , more respectfully.
The old principal was also a little confused about her lukewarm temperament, so he simply opened the skylight and said frankly, "It's like this, in a while, the school will have a sports meeting, and then I would like to invite Mr. Zhao to come over and serve as a judge. Go on stage and give a speech and set an example for your classmates.”
Yufu Jewelry is now the most popular fried chicken in Yuncheng, and its branch has even opened in Shishi. Recently, the county even issued a special banner and sent a TV station to do interviews. Zhao Zhen's face is considered a household name in Yuncheng.
If the old principal wants to invite Zhao Zhen, he must curry favor with Song Ye.
As for this little thing, Song Ye didn't mind selling the old principal a favor, "Well, I'll tell Uncle Zhao when I get back."
"That's great." The old principal was relieved. He was worried that Song Ye wouldn't help because of the previous matter. Now seeing that she didn't care, he thought highly of the child.
When she returned to the classroom, Tang Yixiao had not returned from sending the old man back to the alley. There was a small note taped to her desk, with the words "Thank you" written in elegant handwriting.
Song Ye softened the sharp lines at the corners of his mouth and continued to pick up the exercise book in his hand and began to select topics.
In the evening, she led the teenagers to train at the base as usual. On the way back, they agreed on a time to leave for Shishi on the weekend. When they were about to separate at the intersection, a figure stumbled over under the rows of street lights.
On an early spring night, Tang Yixiao was wearing thin clothes, and her thin body was panting heavily during the intense running. Finally, when she saw Song Ye, she almost rushed over and grabbed her hand, "Song Ye, please , help my grandma, she, she is sick and has not woken up."
Tang Yixiao cried as he spoke, holding Song Ye's hand helplessly, as if grasping a life-saving straw, his eyes full of helplessness.
Thinking of the old man leaving in despair today, Song Ye frowned and led the young man and his group to the alley.