Chapter 449: Fuck you and reason

The martial artists who followed stood up one after another and wanted to follow Zhou Heng.

Du Yuhou of the Ma Junsi laughed loudly, but he held his hands and stopped the door, laughing sarcastically, "You want to leave? It's not that easy." He pointed to Zhou Heng and sneered, "You can't be so glaring at me too? Look at your appearance, you seem to be disgusted with me?"

The Du Hou raised his eyebrows and smiled, and the meaning of provocation was very strong. As soon as he saw the other party's outfit, he knew that it was from the Palace Front Secret, and it was probably mostly the small fish and shrimps from the Palace Front Secret.

The Palace Front Office and the Ma Junsi are a pair of enemies in the three yamen. One is at its peak, with Taiwei Gao behind it, and the other is the commander of the palace guard. It is a genuine emperor's personal army. Even with the force, it is inevitable that there will be friction. It is common to find a provocation and fight. However, both commanders do not care much about this matter. They scolded them for a few words and then stopped mentioning them. The commanders are in this attitude, and the fight is getting worse and worse. It is common to draw swords to face each other when they disagree. Du Yu Hou was originally the confidant of Taiwei Gao. At this time, he sneered and made up his mind to give Zhou Heng and others a little color.

Zhou Heng couldn't curb his anger at this moment and said coldly: "What? Are you going to fight?"

"You are the one who beats you!" Du Yuhou kicked Zhou Heng fiercely. Zhou Heng didn't expect that the other party would be so stupid that he just kicked him in the thigh, and he tilted back with a loud bang.

"Beat!" At this time, the martial artists who came with him were also angry. They picked up tables, benches, dishes, and smashed them at the Ma Junsi. Du Yuhou laughed wildly and said ferociously: "Brothers, give it to me."

The two sides fought in the wing room, and ping-pong was ringing everywhere.

When encountering such a thing, both sides were still armed warriors. The store owner dared not cause trouble. He was afraid of causing trouble and did not dare to drive him out. He could only admit that he was unlucky. The shopkeeper in the store led a few friends to listen to the movements above at the stairs. Fortunately, such things were common. Every month, there would always be such a thing. Although the shopkeeper was still calm, he just felt sorry for his own dishes.

However, there were a battle inside, dozens of fierce battles were all unwilling to admit defeat, and the two sides were mixed together. Zhou Heng had few people and was worried. As a result, he immediately fell into a disadvantage and soon fell one side. In the end, he could only get beaten!

Seven or eight martial artists were pressed to the ground. Although their heads were bleeding, they were not forgiven and cursed. Du Yu Hou just sneered, wiped the wound on his forehead, picked up a piece of chip, walked to Zhou Heng who was pressed to the ground, and smiled ferociously, "You can curse me again."

Zhou Hengda cursed: "Zhi Mom, if one sunset in my hand, I will peel you off!"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Du Yuhou's eyes, and he snorted coldly, and his deerskin boots stepped on the back of Zhou Heng's hand: "A small reptile in the front office dares to speak wildly. I will teach you a lesson today! My name is Huang An, haha, remember my name next time I take revenge." As he said that, he held the disc and slashed hard on Zhou Heng's face. The red blood came out along the sharp edge of the disc. Zhou Heng shouted in pain: "Shi Mom..."

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I went out to play well, but I was beaten. Zhou Heng had a blood mark on his cheek. When the people from Ma Junsi walked away, these people supported each other and came out of the wing room. They just happened to hit the shopkeeper of the restaurant. The shopkeeper was experienced. When he saw Zhou Heng's wound, he immediately frowned: "My master, turn left after leaving the restaurant and turn a corner. The doctor named Liu, who runs the medicine shop, hurry up and apply some medicine, otherwise something big will happen if the pus is dissolved."

Zhou Heng and others thanked him and bandaged the wound in a mess. Zhou Heng had originally planned to go home after noon, but now he can't see anyone, so he can only take his companions back to the school. When he arrived at the entrance of the school, there were several clerks at the station gate. When these clerks saw seven or eight students coming back with injuries, they immediately stopped them and asked for questions.

Zhou Heng and others only said that they were swollen. Of course, this kind of thing cannot be known. One is that they cannot afford to lose others, and on the other hand, they also violated the rules of learning. However, the hole on Zhou Heng's face was too deep, and he was afraid that scars would be left in the future. Sooner or later, he would be known, and he felt even more sad.

When the clerk saw that they refused to say anything, he stopped asking and let them in and still stood on duty.

Half an hour later, Lord Shen's carriage came. In the past, Lord Shen was riding on horses, but today somehow he took a car specially. The carriage stopped at the door. Chen Ao got out of the car and looked around, and asked the clerk at the door, "Han Shizhong has gone out? Call him here quickly, I have something to discuss with him."

Lord Shen mentioned Instructor Han, which surprised the clerks. Instructor Han has been favored by Lord Shen in recent days and has invited him to discuss the practice several times, which is obvious to all in the martial arts school.

The clerk said, "Mr. Han didn't go out. An hour ago, he asked the little man to buy a military book on the street. Now he is afraid that he will be watching in the bedroom. Ms.... There is something... I think it's very strange..."

Seeing that the clerk wanted to speak but stopped, Chen Ao smiled at him and said, "If you have something to say, how can you say so much nonsense?"

The clerk then told the story of the seven or eight martial artists who returned to school, and finally said: "One of them had a finger-long hole on their face, which was scarlet and scarlet. If they really wanted to fall, they wouldn't be like this. The villain thought they should have gone out to fight."

Chen Ao frowned: "Fight? Go, call those people to Xuanwu Hall. I want to ask about it. In addition, instructor Han will come too."

As he said that, Chen Ao entered the school and went straight to Xuanwu Hall to wait. Originally, he came this time to take advantage of Xunxiu and Han Shizhong had free time to discuss training with him, how to train weapons. Chen Ao had no experience. With the help of this battlefield, Han Shizhong would help, it would be easier. But unexpectedly, he bumped into a student and came back from fighting. Chen Ao became in a gloomy mood. When he arrived in Xuanwu Hall, he asked the guard clerk to pour tea. After a while, Han Shizhong came in casual clothes. Han Shizhong saluted Chen Ao first, and Chen Ao asked him to sit down. Chen Ao put down the training first and asked first: "Seven or eight martial artists fight outside. Do Instructor Han know?"

Han Shizhong said in surprise: "Is there such a thing?" Then he became solemn: "If the students who caused such troubles in the school are not severely punished this time, it will be difficult to discipline them in the future. Adults, where are those students? Why not ask them to come and ask first?"

Chen Ao nodded with a gloomy face: "I have ordered someone to call me." After that, he slowly drank a sip of tea: "The thousand-mile dike is broken by an ant hole. You are right, you must take good care of it. I have become a good person, but they are still good, but they dare to cause trouble outside. If they don't give them a little color, they will go up to the house to peel off the tiles in a few days."

When Han Shizhong heard the word "Congliang", his face suddenly became weird and he smiled embarrassedly: "Sir, you are right."

As he was talking, Zhou Heng and his friends were afraid to come in outside. Zhou Heng didn't expect that his brother-in-law would come. He felt embarrassed and a little scared. Although the two had a good relationship, Chen Ao did not give him any affection in this school. After wandering for a long time, he gritted his teeth and went in. He bowed with a group of lieutenants: "Students have met Lord Si Ye." As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately lowered his head and did not dare to look at Chen Ao.

Chen Ao had a stern face. Unexpectedly, Zhou Heng had a share, and he felt even more angry. A few days ago, he patted his chest and told his wife that Zhou Heng was mature and steady, which is great. In just a few days, his cowhide was pierced.

"Raise your head."

None of the martial artists dared to look up, and they responded to the order, but still lowered their heads.

Chen Ao emphasized his tone: "I told you to lift your head."

The students who committed the crime only forced their heads. Chen Ao looked up and saw a scar on Zhou Heng's cheek that was terrible red. Perhaps he had just stopped bleeding and applied medicine, but when he was involved, it seemed as if a hole was about to crack. With his concern for Zhou Heng, he still said coldly: "Do you say it yourself, or do you want me to ask you personally?"

"Let's say it ourselves." Zhou Heng was well-behaved. When things were at this point, they could not hide them anymore. It was better to be a bachelor. He gritted his teeth, but it was involved in the wound. He took a breath of pain. A lieutenant beside him had already begun to tell the truth about how they went to drink, and how the people from the Ma Junsi rushed in. First, they were tolerant, and finally had a melee. In the end, the Du Yu Hou drew a mark on Zhou Heng's face and threatened to find him to take revenge.

Chen Ao heard this and continued to ask quietly: "In this way, it seems like you are not wrong at all?"

Zhou Heng immediately said: "Sir, students must never hide it. If adults don't believe it, they can ask the person surnamed Huang to confront him in front of him. We have a false statement, and would rather get out of the school with the bedding on his back."

Chen Ao's face darkened and said, "The people from Ma Junsi? Gao's side..." He sat in his seat and pondered. Zhou Heng and others were worried, waiting for Chen Ao to deal with it one by one.

Han Shizhong, who was standing beside him, said: "Since it is not the student's fault, it's fine. Let's expose it. Let them pay attention to their words and deeds in the future."

Instructor Han pleaded for mercy, and the students who made the mistakes were ignited with hope, and they all said, "Sir, students will never dare to make mistakes again. Please forgive me." As he said that, he fell to the ground one by one.

The rules are strict, except for the more serious fights, the one that is the one that is the one that is the one that is the one that is the 20th military stick. No one is willing to open the gen and leave the school. They all look at Chen Ao carefully and beg for love pitifully.

Chen Ao slapped the table and stood up: "No!"

The students' hopes ignited fell to the bottom again...

Chen Ao sneered: "This matter is not over! Since they even dare to move the people in the Martial Arts School, no matter what they do, they are Yuhou, Han Shizhong, you go and call people immediately and gather all the students who stay in the school to gather!"

"Sir... This is..."

"Fuck me, go and reason with the people from the Ma Junsi!"

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Chapter completed!