Mo Shangyun came to the vicinity of the classroom.
As soon as I got to the corridor, I heard a loud noise coming from the classroom.
It was still early, and it took about ten minutes for the class to begin, but there were many people standing at the front and rear doors, as if they were watching.
Mo Shangjun came all the way to the window, turned slightly sideways, and looked inside.
At the back is the bulletin board for the announcement of the results. There are the most people gathered there, and those who form a group are all trying to persuade the fight, and the initiator of all this—
Taking a leisurely glance, Mo Shangyun's eyes flashed.
There are several people, but one of them is Liang Zhiqiong.
The next moment, I could clearly hear the voice coming from inside—
"Yesterday was 60, and it was a drag. Today it's 93. If you hadn't had an affair with Instructor Peng, how could you have run to the front?"
"I don't have any skills, I just go through the back door. What's wrong with us?"
"Do you want to hit someone again? After hitting someone, Instructor Peng has to come out to help again. Do you want to settle down?"
…
frown.
Mo Shangyun took a closer look and saw that someone had been beaten hard, and the bruises at the corners of his eyes were still obvious. Looking at Liang Zhiqiong again, he was burning with anger, his eyes were fierce, his hands were clenched tightly, and there was a possibility of eruption at any time.
Around, although there are people who persuade them, there are also many people who are looking forward to Liang Zhiqiong's shot.
With both hands in front of the window, Mo Shangyun rolled over and jumped in, stood firmly, stepped out of his seat, followed closely, and walked towards the bulletin board as if there was no one else around.
When they came to the crowd, Mo Shangyun patted the shoulders of the people in front of them. After those people found her, they all retreated.
Among the students who stayed in this group, many of them had been hostages and were rescued by Mo Shangyun. Although they did not say that they were grateful to Mo Shangyun, they would give Mo Shangyun a little face.
It went smoothly to the center of the crowd.
The opposite group kept talking more and more fiercely. The repressed Liang Zhiqiong raised his fist, did not hold back, stepped forward abruptly, and forcibly smashed it towards the opponent.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
As soon as she stretched out her hand, she grabbed Liang Zhiqiong's wrist out of thin air, stopping her impulsive behavior next.
When Liang Zhiqiong was staring at the man, he was prepared for defense, but when he suddenly saw Mo Shangyun who appeared out of nowhere, he was a little stunned.
The surrounding students also looked at Mo Shangyun in astonishment.
However, many people are relieved.
Fortunately, it was stopped, otherwise there might be some trouble.
"Mo Shangyun?" Seeing Mo Shangyun, Liang Zhiqiong's eyes flashed with doubts, but he quickly covered up the doubts, trying to break free from Mo Shangyun's shackles, "Let me go!"
Looking at her calmly, the strength in Mo Shangyun's hand increased a little.
"You—" Liang Zhiqiong frowned tightly.
"Okay."
With a raised eyebrow, Mo Shangyun's tone was slightly cold, interrupting Liang Zhiqiong's words.
Hearing the sound, Liang Zhiqiong was stunned.
The next moment, Mo Shangyun let go of her wrist, turned around, and took a sudden move towards the most fierce person he just said. He made a fist with his right hand and slammed into the lower abdomen of the person with merciless force. The man cried out, "Ah—", and all the words in his hands were drowned out.
With just one move, he stopped attacking, Mo Shangjun turned to raise his hand, and when the man was bending over, he grabbed his collar and forcibly lifted him up.
Her movements seemed light, but just by looking at the folds of the man's collar and the uncomfortable expression on his face, others realized that something was wrong.
"Is there any evidence?"
Pulling the person forward, Mo Shangyun looked straight into his eyes, and asked each word in a cold voice.
After being severely beaten, the sudden question made the man completely stunned, and even the idea of resistance was suppressed by the subconscious.
After waiting for a few seconds, the members of his group seemed to regain their senses and quickly stepped forward to surround Mo Shangyun.
"Mo Shangyun, this has nothing to do with you!"
"Mo Shangyun, let him go!"
"Mo Shangyun, don't deliberately pick things up!"
…
One after another, the words fell from all directions.
However, before they clamored for a long time, the six people in the reconnaissance company who arrived in advance stood out from the crowd in tacit understanding and surrounded them without saying a word.
near the door.
"Brother Xin..."
Someone hinted and shouted in Xin's ears.
Xin Shuang's eyes fell on Mo Shangjun tightly, took a deep breath, relieved his inner tension, and then waved his hands to call over all the brothers from the nearby reconnaissance camp, gathered seven people at once, and immediately moved towards the middle of the crowd. go.
There were 14 people in total, all standing on Mo Shangyun's side.
The man with the backs and the waist stood there. There were a lot of people, and his aura was a bit stronger than that of the group members. Such a posture immediately silenced the group members.
For a time, two groups of men and horses surrounded them, surrounding Mo Shangyun and others in a circle, isolating the sight of bystanders.
The surrounding discussions gradually quieted down, and everyone looked at Mo Shangyun, who suddenly inserted in, in astonishment. The change was too fast, and few of them could see the direction of the development clearly.
Even Liang Zhiqiong was stunned and looked at Mo Shangyun in astonishment.
"say."
After waiting for a long time for the reply from the man in his hand, Mo Shangyun frowned irritably.
"Unreasonable grades, plus some people see that Liang Zhiqiong is often with Instructor Peng, isn't this evidence?" The man said intermittently, his voice was obviously nervous.
Somehow, Mo Shangyun's aura was too strong, and when she was grabbed by her, his inner defense line collapsed a little bit, and the original firm idea was slowly shaken for a while.
"What does this mean?" Mo Shangyun asked in a icy cold voice.
"This—" the man muttered for a moment.
Liang Zhiqiong and Peng Yuqiu clearly knew each other... Isn't it obvious
"That means there is no evidence."
Before he could defend himself, Mo Shangyun loosened his collar and pushed the person onto his team member.
Looking around, noticing Li Liang and Xiang Yongming who were approaching, Mo Shangyun frowned and raised his voice, "Li Liang!"
"arrive!"
Li Liang's crisp and decisive voice sounded from the crowd.
"Bring the transcript." Mo Shangyun simply issued the password.
"Yes!"
Li Liang shouted loudly.
As soon as he came out, the people around him automatically avoided it, allowing Li Liang to pass smoothly.
Li Liang quickly walked to the bulletin board, tore off the transcript, and handed it to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun raised his hand to take it, glanced casually, and there was a little more sarcasm in the bottom of his eyes.
"Okay," Mo Shangyun's lips twitched, her eyes coldly pressing towards the people in the surrounding group. Those cold and stern eyes made people want to retreat, but it made them unable to retreat. She smiled, coldly. Said, "I was suppressed by the 18th group, so I started to find fault."
Two sentences, accurately pierced their minds, and immediately stopped them.
It stands to reason that no matter how big a difference in one's performance is, it will not be so targeted. Only people with a strong sense of justice will complain a few words, but the members of their own group definitely don't want them to cause trouble, they shouldn't help, but they should persuade them.
Right now, the only possibility for this group of people to deal with one person is—
There is a conflict of interest.
as predicted.
Mo Shangyun glanced at yesterday's transcript.
This is the 9th group, and the average score is good. Yesterday, because Liang Zhiqiong lowered the average score, they were pressed ahead of the 18th group. Today, Liang Zhiqiong's successful counterattack increased the average score and successfully pushed the ninth group behind.
"We're just talking about things."
The leader of the ninth group couldn't hold back his expression, and defended it hard.
Mo Shangyun sneered.
Just as he was about to open his mouth, but before he could speak out, he heard a familiar voice from outside the crowd—
"How about the law of affairs?"
The voice was low, the tone was indifferent, a rhetorical question, but invisibly majestic.
The crowd looked at the sound.
It's Duan Zimu.
I don't know when, he came to the periphery of the crowd and stood among the many students, and he couldn't hide his excellence and temperament.
As soon as he made a sound, he attracted all the attention, and then automatically retreated.
In the eyes of all the people, his expression was calm and calm, Danfeng's eyes were lightly hooked, and there was a romantic look at the end of his eyes. No one dared to underestimate his existence.
This man has a kind of authority.
Furthermore, in the first stage of the assessment, he has results there.
For the real powerhouse, they will try to avoid confrontation with it.
Behind Duan Zimu, there are three members of the same group, Lin Qi, An Chen, and Yan Gui, as if to support Mo Shangyun. On Lin Qi's right hand, there is another member of Liang Zhiqiong's group, Yu Yitong, although his expression is indifferent, but wherever his eyes go, there is murderous intent.
The students who were watching were startled.
A Liang Zhiqiong is not enough to be afraid of. A Mo Shangyun, they can't worry about it.
However, there is a group behind them both, and these people are not ordinary people, they are all top-notch students among them.
In particular, Mo Shangjun, Lin Qi and others have rescued the hostages who were bound. Even if the rescued students would not stand up to help, they would never be ungrateful and oppose them.
Once this matter becomes a big one, it can be imagined who will turn out to be.
However, the performance of the leader of the ninth group is even more shocking.
Looking at Duan Zimu blankly, the team leader of Group 9 turned pale and shouted in a trembling tone: "Deputy, deputy battalion commander."
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