Fighting this kind of thing has always pursued a quick fight, and whoever beats who is the first is equal to the direct victory.
But fighting and fighting say that fighting is a civil act. In territorial private prosecution cases, if you hit me with your fist and I hit you with your fist, it will basically be over.
Fighting is serious and is an illegal act. Depending on the seriousness of the circumstances, there are certain penalties and fines.
It's like coming over to fight with a controlled item. It's not really a fight, it's illegal.
Ye Jian and the others were in self-defense, and they didn't know how to fight back when they were beaten up. That's really stupid. Waiting to be beaten and disabled.
The other party often fights and has a certain amount of experience, and intends to play a wheel war against Ye Jian and the others. The young man who stopped Ye Jian before snorted with a smile: "It's on the wheel. The brothers outside can't squeeze in. Be careful. Hurt oneself."
Ye Jian said to Xu Wen next to him: "Fight boldly, we are just defending, don't be shackled, I told the instructor that you are in trouble before coming."
"This can also be said about the teacher's reaction at the time." Xu Wen rubbed her wrist, and she was a charming girl. At this moment, she also had a murderous look on her face. The military academy is a place to transform people. No one is born a soldier. Transform, train, progress, grow step by step, and finally become a qualified soldier.
Xu Wen belongs to this kind of military academy who has grown up step by step.
There was no time to communicate. The young people around them picked up steel pipes and started beating one by one, "Beat, until they kneel and kowtow!"
"Brothers, you are welcome, these people are students at first sight, they beat them, hahaha, they are not in a hurry to conceal it! If they are known by the school, they will all be expelled!"
Ye Jian did not rush to pick up a red brick, and smiled at the cruel young man: "Fighting is different from fighting. I guess you don't want to go into the game, let alone us."
"Controlled items are a bit dangerous. Whoever blows his head too hard and blows his head is a life-for-life thing. Let me make a suggestion. Although you are here to find a place, look for face, and show your prestige, why not? Go on with your bare hands."
"To be honest, I just look at you like a woman, huh, I want to send you two words: 孬譬. Twenty-three surrounded us seven, and I was afraid that I would not be able to win and even bring the controlled items. Since I came to show off, it's better. Show off with more personality."
"I also like to have personality, eight at a time, let's go to the side to do some tricks with bare hands, how about it."
What she said was to arouse the temper of these people. She led eight of them alone, and fifteen were enough for Song Zhiqiu and the others to fight for a while. Once she resolved it, she would be able to support them.
The excitement method was used well. The social youth named Brother Hui took a sip and made a big gesture, "I lost all the fucking pipes in my hands, here are eight people!"
Except Song Zhiqiu was not surprised, all the other students were shocked by Ye Jian's words.
Brother Cheng laughed at this, waved the steel pipe in his hand, and rushed up first.
The steel pipe slammed Song Zhiqiu's body first, and Wu Bingcheng, who stood aside, shouted "Careful" loudly, raising his hand to grab the steel pipe that had been rolled over.
Song Zhiqiu's reaction was quick. He directly clasped his opponent's wrist, and then squeezed the steel pipe into his hand. Then, he lifted his foot and kicked under the opponent's abdomen.
He also said to Wu Bingcheng: "Kick here!" He has fighting experience!